4MissReaperDeath: Hello all, this is MissReaperDeath with an Undertale story. It's actually a reupload from my account on archiveofourown, so if you came from that site, then you're basically already ahead since there's about six chapters already out. Enjoy the story, and please comment and favorite!
Darkness. Then, pain. You could barely comprehend when your left cheek began to sting and swell. A small whimper escapes you and he tells you to be quiet, to which you obey. His large hand, aged from the years of hardship and work he had put himself through, grabs your small hand and he takes long strides up the mountain path. Your legs move quickly to match his pace, but you're beginning to grow tired. You did not get enough rest, and he was to blame.
"That woman," you hear him mutter to himself as the scenery passes by you. This mountain is beautiful, but you didn't have time to enjoy the scenery. You wondered why Mount Ebbot was off limits to the public, "that woman is going to take all my money… My house, my car…" You believe he was talking about your mother, who was sleeping back at the home that was cut off from water and electricity due to your father not paying the bills on time. You wish you could be sleeping in your own bed, but you keep it to yourself with the possibility that you would be struck on the face again by him for it.
"Daddy…?" You ask softly but he doesn't seem to hear you as he leads you further into the mountain, where you both enter a cavern. He simply squeezes your hand, and you believe he is looking for some sort of comfort, so you give him comfort.
*You tell your father that you love him.
*He doesn't spare you a glance, but grimaces solemnly.
"That's right… that woman didn't love me, but I know my baby girl does." You see his sad smile turn awry. His hand squeezes you a bit tighter and you find it more painful than your swollen cheek. "I have at least someone who loves me." He walks faster, and he pulls you along, not even slowing down for a second. You're growing more frighten by his strange behavior by the second.
"Daddy?" Deep within the cavern, with amber morning sunlight peeking through the cracks, you see a chasm in the middle of the ground up ahead. It looked as though someone had taken a paintbrush and black paint and drew it on the ground. It was that dark. You don't like the dark. "Daddy, look." You say as you point towards it, and he lets out a small hum that tells you he was listening to you.
You expect him to stop in his tracks and turn around to go back home, to tuck you into bed and pretend this walk never happened, but he didn't. He kept walking and leading you towards the big hole in the ground. It looks deep and if one of you were to toss in a pebble or an acorn, it may not hit the bottom for a long while.
"Honey, do you really love Daddy?" He asked you a question and dutifully, you look up to him with a smile.
*You remind your father that you love him.
"Then will you die with Daddy?" You give him a confused look.
"What do you mean, Daddy?"
His large hand slips out of your hand, and you miss the warmth it gave you. It rests on your shoulder and he gives you a fatherly pat. He doesn't say anything until he rests his hand on your head, turning your head to look forward at the endless black pit.
"It means we don't have to suffer anymore."
He pushes you forward and you scream as you fall into the darkness that grabbed you so willingly. You reach a hand up to the edge that was quickly growing further from your reach and the light is dimming from the opening of this hole. The figure of your father is standing at the edge, looking down at you…
And he jumped after you.
Your eyes open and you find yourself in a dark room. It's quiet and surprisingly, you can see your hand in front of you. You quickly grow afraid of the darkness and you cry out for your father.
*But no one came…
The loneliness gets to you rather quickly. You sit up and look around, with fear evident on your face. Where's Daddy? You reach your hands out, feeling around before finding nothing but the flat, dark ground underneath you. The fear settles in and you rub your hands over your eyes, fighting off the desire to cry out for your father again. You wanted to cry, but at the same time, you didn't want to. If Dad found you crying, he'd hit you until you would force yourself to stop.
You feel fear crawling down your back.
Someone's hand brushes through your tangled locks, yet you don't jump out of your skin. Slowly, you glance over and see in front of you a floating white skull with a sad smile and cracks from his hollowed eyes. His hands that float below him, the ones that have been comfortably combing through your hair, have perfect holes in the palm of their boney hands.
You realize that it wasn't a floating head and hands. He had a body, but the darkness made it too hard to see.
His hands pats you on the head and you feel your eyes close. His boney hand was surprisingly warm.
" T hereisnoneedtofear, child. "
You see a pair of almost identical children standing before you. One with bright red eyes and a green sweater, and one with closed eyes and a blue sweater. They looked nothing like the skeleton looming over the three of you. They're both staring at you and you find a heart in front of you, and they both turn their heads to it. It's white and shines beautifully, and they seem to be mesmerized by it. They both reach their hands out to touch it.
" Stay determined. " They say to you as their fingers graze past it. The skeleton behind you pats your head and you close your eyes.
Your eyes blink open and you find yourself amidst a patch of shining, yellow flowers. The pollen drifts around in a gentle flurry, sticking to you and acrobatically flying through the sunbeams. You sit up and look around, wondering where you were.
"Daddy…?"
You hear a groan next to you, and you turn your head, seeing your father laid out next to you in the flowers. Relief swells in you and you reach out, gently shaking his shoulder. Gently calling out to him, you hear him stir and sit up, "Whe…where are we…?"
You don't know where you are, so you don't answer him.
He doesn't like that.
"Where the f*** are we?!" He turns to you as his voice grows angrier and louder. You flinch and cower away from him. He decides that you aren't worth consoling and instead sneers, "Tch…I can't believe we survived."
Your eyes blink and you remembered that he had pushed you into the hole before jumping in, wanting the two of you to 'die'. You assume, not knowing how to die, that it failed. Your father always gets angry when things don't go as plan.
In this case, he looks angrier than usual. He looks at you and you can see him raise his hand at you, and you flinch as your hand cover your still swollen cheek.
"Howdy!"
Dad freezes, as he doesn't like to hit you in front of strangers, and turns around, and you take the time to look around him. There's a yellow flower, a bit further away from the patch of flowers, in front of both of you. This flower was unique, however.
It had a face.
MissReaperDeath: I'm very happy to say that I am a fan of Undertale, although I don't know why it took me so long to even upload this story on fanfiction. I suppose I was procrastinating. Haha.. I do that. Anyways, please comment and favorite. I appreciate feedback quite a lot, it helps me be aware that someone actually reads this! Keeps me writing and everything. See you next chapter!