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Toriel had become upset the second you mentioned leaving her, she broke her promise. The deal was that she would not try to find where you went, yes you did go without telling her but the first time you went she tried to stop you, and you ki-

You shake your head, you don’t want to think about that, to distract yourself you play with a trinket that was on your shelf. That’s how a few days went by, you eat, think, and sleep. Today Toriel is gone and Sans is babysitting you, currently he is asleep on the couch.

Your stomach growls, Toriel has been feeding you monster food the whole time, you ran out of the meat you pre-caught yesterday. Your hamster Sir. Fluffkins is running on his wheel, your mouth is watering, you feel a hunger that no amount of monster food can fix.

You don’t want to eat him but you feel so hungry, you want to feel the flesh tear in your fangs, the bones snap from the pressure of your jaws, you want to taste the fresh blood flowing inside the small creature. You walk up to the hamster’s tank, he looks to you with a curious gaze. (Does writing about killing hamsters in this much detail count as betrayal when you own some yourself? I hope not or I may have to apologize once I’m wherever you go when you're dead.)

“Hey Frisk, what do you want for lunch? Tori would kill me if she found out I wasn’t feeding you.”

Sans does not even know what he did, but you are grateful he stopped you in time.

“Could I have something with meat in it?”

“Sure.”

Later Sans calls you downstairs so you can eat, it's fast food, not even close to healthy, but its meat, it will work for now.

Toriel comes home later, she is exhausted so she goes straight to bed. While she is asleep you sneak out, you’ve had your rest, it’s time to leave. She broke her promise, and you broke yours, you can’t stay with them anymore. Besides, you still have to find your friends, you need to reform your pack.

You leave through a window, as you walk away from the house you pay your respects to Mel. The whole night you spend moving, you run in your wolf form, when you get tired in the morning you change back into your human form and sleep under a dumpster behind a store. You continue like this again, and again for a while, it’s been about a week now.

The freedom reminds you of your pack, with a new determination you howl for your pack mates, you sing for your sadness, and you bark for your allies, who for all you know are dead. But nobody came, you knew they wouldn't, no one ever comes.

You find a place to sleep so you sleep, and sleep, and sleep, into darkness, into dream, after dream…

~~~(Dream Time!)~~~

“Frisk…” A whiney voice calls for you, you open your eyes to see a golden pup with bright yellow eyes.

“What is it? Can’t you see I’m trying to sleep?”

“But you’re always asleep, and you never want to play.”

“Well maybe that’s because I always do the late night patrols, and the hunts, also You Always want to play. Why not go play with Kuri, she would love to play with you.”

“Yeah but you can only play so many games of hide and seek with her before she always knows where to find you.”

“Come on please play with me, please frisk?”

“Fine, if you promise to let me sleep in tomorrow.”

“Promise!”

“Okay, fine Naoki I’ll play. You get Kuri, Mel, and Jag, I’ll get Magar, Paki, and Ina.”

“Okay!”

Darkness again, but only a small flicker of it as you go from memory to memory.

“Run! Don’t worry about me, I’ll give you time, just go!”

“Magar no, you can’t, what if you die?!”

“Don’t worry Frisk, just get away. Maybe we will see each other again?”

“Magar, you’re an idiot!”

“Heh, yeah I know. Now get out of here, keep the pack safe.”

You look him in his sky blue eyes, they are determined, you won’t be able to get him to come. You have no choice but to part with your gray furred friend, you have to keep the pack safe, while he protects you from the hunters.

Your dream fades out again, you feel a sharp pain on your side. When you open your eyes, this time for real you see two people, you don’t know them but you already know they are trouble.

“Shit man you woke them up! Well come on cover their face, we can’t get caught!”

“Y-Yes sir!”

The men put something in your mouth to stop you from calling for help, and they cover your eyes with something. You are then thrown into the back of a truck that reeks of old, stale, sweat.

The ride to wherever they are taking you is extremely uncomfortable, and if you weren’t unwilling to risk anyone knowing about you, you would have escaped already, but at the moment you aren’t liking your chances, you decide to wait a day or two before you escape, you’re too hungry at the moment anyway. If you are lucky you will be given food and water, even if you’re not you know you’ll find a way.

When the men get to their destination they pull you out of the truck and bring you inside a building. There you are placed in a room, and they take off your bindings and blindfold, then they tell you to wait there and proceed to leave the room.

A few minutes after the men leave another man enters the room, this one looks like a business man, it seems he wants to talk with you, you are scared.

“Well hello Frisk, it appears you were careless and got caught by my men. Ah you're scared, aren't you, I see you shaking, well don’t worry, I won’t fail to meet your expectations. Rest up for tonight, you’ll need it.”

With that he sends you to your new cell, you can see it in his eyes, your next few days won’t be pleasant, and at the moment you are too weak to escape. Suddenly, you wish you had taken your chances with getting found out.