Hello everyone and welcome to the final instalment of The Reason They Fell! Last we left of it seemed like all would be resolved, but it can never be that easy can it? Frisk took off into the night, with Chara being the only one who knows but unable to tell anyone! What is going to happen to poor Frisk? Will Toriel and the others realize Frisk is missing? What's going to happen to Frisk's human parents? Well, you'll just have to read on to find out!

PREVIOUSLY:

"I told Toriel what's been happening to me…"

Chara smiled,

"I know! You'll be ok now you'll see! Mom and everyone else is going to fix this! You'll be safe! They won't be able to hurt you anymore," they leaned in and kissed Frisk on the forehead before pulling them back into a hug, "I promise. You'll see. Everything is going to be alright now."

Frisk looked down as they return the hug, their face turning as red as their eyes. They wanted to believe them. They wanted to believe them so much, but they just couldn't. The fear, the fear that their parents would hurt her new family was too big. They couldn't overcome it. This was a bad Idea….they had to go back….as much as they didn't want to they had to go back. If they went back then there would be no reason for their parents to come after Toriel and them. All they had to do was go back and their family would be safe.

Their heart sank. They were going to disappoint everyone again. They were going to disappoint themselves again. They had to though. They wanted to keep their family safe, and this was the only way they were going to be able to, even if it meant sacrificing themselves. Frisk looked up and kissed Chara back on their forehead before speaking,

"Can you go see what mom is talking about downstairs? I don't…wanna interrupt."

Chara's cheeks reddened before they replied,

"Sure, but I'm sure that mom wouldn't mind you interrupting. Be back in a jiffy."

Chara floated up off the bed and out the door to go do as they were asked. The minute they were out of sight Frisk let out a sigh as they climbed out of their bed and walked over to their window. Moonlight shown through as they gazed out at the forest beyond their house. They had to leave now while everyone was distracted. They couldn't handle seeing any of their friend's disappointed faces. They took one look back into the room and at the save point that was still on the desk in their room before looking back out the window.

The cold air nipped at their face as their thoughts wared with themselves. For a little bit, just for a little bit, they wanted to not think about anything; not the shitty life they had, not the terror that was their parents, not the sadness they were causing their parents. They wanted to not have to deal with any of these things, but if they didn't then the people they loved would get hurt. The question they had to answer was simple. Stay and risk it? Or go and protect the ones they loved.

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Chara floated back up the stairs very happy with what they heard. Everyone down there was dead set on protecting Frisk. It had taken a lot to calm down Undyne and Papyrus, but once they were everyone thought of something they could do without causing a war. It was a unanimous decision that they were going to call the police and tell them what had been happening, even though none of them were truly satisfied with this solution.

All of them wanted nothing more than to rip into the monsters in human flesh, but doing so might cause another war, so they had to settle for the next best thing. The police would help them sort all this mess out, and when it was all over Frisk would be back with them. Chara couldn't have asked for a better outcome, and was more than happy to tell Frisk the good news.

They flew through the door, and instantly their good mood fell. They expected to come back to a broken but mending Frisk lying in bed, but the only thing they saw before the tears began to fall was an empty room and an empty window.

NOW:

The half-moon hung high in the inky black sky, surrounded by the tiny specs of white and light blue casting their light down upon the silent forest. There was no wind rushing between the tall tree leaves, no sounds of animals working through the forest, nothing but silence. It was quite peaceful…deceptively peaceful. If you listened close enough, you could hear the crunch of breaking branches, the rustling of leaves as they're violently shoved out of the way, and the ragged breathing of one small child as they stumbled through the vast growth around them. Shivers racked their small frame as they feebly reached their hand out in an effort to navigate their way through the dark woods.

They were lost, hopelessly lost, and their hope of finding civilization any time soon was slim to none. The more they wandered, the more their frustrations grew as angry, bitter tears stung their eyes and sobs drummed in their chest. They just wanted everyone to be happy…that's why they were going through all this! That's why they were stumbling through this forest right now, but right now…it seems like it was all for nothing. They just wanted to protect their family, it's what you do when you love someone…Frisk stopped as it finally clicked. A bitter smile slowly stretched across their face as they finally realized that what they were doing right now was only hurting her family. All this time they'd been trying to protect their family, but they'd been doing nothing but hurting them this entire time.

In their arrogance they'd caused more pain, unnecessary pain, to their family by trying to go it alone and solve their problem when they should've asked for help. They would've been happy to help them with this, they would've protected them from all of this! Angry laughter at their own arrogance bubbled up out of them as they continued to stumble along. Why did they have to be so stupid? There was no way that their human parents could take on her new family, but they were blinded by the old fear of their parents that had been forced upon them by years of abuse. They had had so many chances to ask for help, but they didn't do it….each time they didn't ask for help.

Blinded by their tears, they didn't see the slope downwards in front of them, or the root that was directly in their path. A short second later and they fell, hard, before they began tumbling down the hill, dirt, twigs, and leaves catching in their hair and sweater as a sharp pain bolted up their right arm. They slammed to a halt, landing back first onto a rock with a crack and a cry as the wind was knocked out of them. For a minute they thought they were dying as they tried to catch their breath. If they were honest with themselves they kinda wish they were. It was probably too little too late now, but as the tears streamed down their face they whispered out a plea,

"H…help…me…"

They slowly turned their head to look at their arm, bent at a crooked angle before staring back up into the night sky as they inhaled deeply before screaming out,

"SAVE ME! PLEASE!"

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The living room was dead silent as the news of what has been happening to Frisk was sinking into the heads of those newly present. Sans and Toriel sat quietly and patiently, letting their friends digest the news before they tried to discuss what to do. Sans was especially worried. He'd never seen Papyrus so quiet in his life, and not just quiet…angry. He could tell his brother was trying hard to keep his anger in check, but it was seeping out in the way that he sat and fidgeted. Undyne was visibly fuming as she paced back and forth, Alphys trying hard to get her to sit back down. Finally, she turned with a hard glare to Toriel and Sans before speaking,

"So why haven't you destroyed these people yet?"

Toriel sighed,

"It's not that simple Undyne…"

"Yes it is!" she interrupted, "We destroy them for hurting my best friend!"

"And start another war with the humans?" drawled out Sans as he looked at her with a tired look in his eye and a hard smile, "Trust me. If there were no consequences about it those two would be long gone, but we're not in the underground anymore. We have to play by the human's rules on this or we could spark something that will cause more misery than it prevents."

Undyne grit her teeth before sitting back down with a thud next to Alphys and taking her hand, a growl building in her throat.

"So what do we do then?" asked Papyrus, his cheery smile gone, "We can't just do nothing when someone we care so much about was hurt like this."

"We call the police and tell them what we know, and let them handle Frisk's sorry excuse for parents," said Toriel.

Undyne slammed her unoccupied fist down on a table as her rage exploded again,

"You can't be serious! You mean we have to sit back and let the humans handle this!"

"What else can we do?" asked Toriel with a harsh tone in her voice,

"This is so unsatisfying! They're getting off easy! Are you even angry about…"

"You think I don't know that?!" screamed Toriel, tears stinging her eyes and heat pooling in her fists, her rage catching Undyne by surprise and shutting her up, "I find out the people I've entrusted my child to have been hurting them not just since they went back, but also before they even arrived in the underground and you think I'm not furious!?"

"Tori calm down..."

"I want nothing more than to burn them to a crisp, but I can't unless I want to start a fucking war! So don't you act like I'm not mad that I can't do anything!?"

"Tori," Sans said as he grabbed her hands and forced her to look down at him, "I'm angry too, but with all your yelling you've probably woken up the kid."

Papyrus stood and spoke,

"I'm going to go check on them, and make sure they are doing fine."

"Hold on Papyrus, I'm coming too," replied Alphys as she stood and the two ascended to the second floor to go check on Frisk.

Toriel was about to sit back down and resume the conversation, but before she could there was loud banging at the front door. She looked at Sans and Undyne confused before walking over to the door and swinging it open and being greeted with the sight of Frisk's angry human parents. Toriel's face immediately soured and she was about to ask them why they were here before they answered her question.

"Alright bitch I'm only going to ask this once. Where is my son!?" screamed the father.

"Our daughter you asswipe," muttered his wife.

It took all of Toriel's self-restraint from incinerating them from her front porch. Suddenly, Sans and Undyne, having heard the words exchange, were by her side with angry glares and grins full of malice.

"You might want to watch yourself here you pieces of trash," growled out Undyne.

"Or you just might have a really bad time," chuckled Sans as the two stared down the humans in front of them.

The two stepped back in shock before scowls returned to their face and the two replied,

"Your threats aren't going to scare us you fucking monsters. Now give us our child back!"

"Why?" asked Toriel with harshness thick in her voice, "So you can beat and torment them some more? So you can continue making their life a living hell instead of being parents?"

The two's faces filled with rage as they listened to Toriel speak before exploding.

"That piece of shit told on us again!" screamed the father, "Looks like being with you sorry lot must've given him back some of the defiance I'd beaten out of them!"

All three of the monsters faces darkened as they absorbed the human's words before Toriel spoke again,

"And it seems like the real monsters are you! Rest assured your child will be taken care of and treated with care with us. Since apparently you two are the real monsters here. Have fun rotting in jail."

The two's faces darkened and malicious grins spread across their faces. The mother was about to respond before Papyrus and Alphys came barreling down the stairs and yelled out,

"FRISK IS GONE!"

Everybody's head's snapped around into their directions startling them.

"What do you mean they're gone?!" cried out Toriel with increasing dread.

"THEY'RE JUST GONE!" cried out Papyrus, "WE LOOKED EVERYWHERE UPSTAIRS AND THEY'RE NOT THERE!"

Silence reigned for a few moments before the cry of a child in pain reached their ears, coming from the woods surrounding them. Everybody's thoughts clicked all at once, and Frisk's human parents dashed away into the forest,

"Come on! We have to teach that kid a lesson before those freaks can get to them again!"

Their words snapped the monsters out of their stupor, and Sans, Undyne, Papyrus, and Toriel all immediately tore off after them with two goals in mind, Find and help Frisk, and make sure those vile humans paid for ever daring to hurt them. Toriel turned back and yelled to Alphys,

"Call the police! Get them here! We will return with Frisk and those vile humans!"

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Frisk couldn't stop the tears from sliding down the side of their face into the dirt below them as the stared up at the sky with blurry vision. It looks like this was going to be it. They'd called out for help, but nobody came. Lost, alone, and hurt, this situation reminded them of the first time they got lost in these woods. It was pretty much exactly the same, except this time they weren't going to make it out alive. This couldn't be mad though. They deserved this. If they'd just asked for help earlier then they wouldn't be in this situation. They'd be sitting at home eating butterscotch cinnamon pie with Toriel, trading puns with Sans, training with Undyne, cooking with Papyrus, and talking with Chara. They'd be happy. They'd been happy. They tried to sit up again, but the sharp pain in their arm and duller pain in their back thwarted that attempt, just like all the others.

"You really are an idiot you know that?"

Frisk gave a watery smile as Chara's teary-eyed visage came into their view, looking down upon them.

"I know Chara."

"You've really done it this time."

"Yeah this is definitely my biggest screw up."

"All you had to do was ask for help."

"I know that now..."

"Now is too late!" screamed out Chara as they sank to their knees next to Frisk, fists clenching their sides, "It's too late and you are going to die! You're going to leave me all alone!"

Frisk looked up at Chara with sadness in their ruby colored eyes. They raised their uninjured hand and placed it on Chara's cheek.

"It'll be ok. You still have Toriel, and Sans, and Papyrus, and Asgore when he comes ba..."

"NO I DON'T," Chara yelled back with tears streaming, "That's your family! Plus, they can't even see me! You're the only one I can talk to! For years I was stuck down in the underground with only the reminders of how much I fucked everything up as company!"

Frisk opened their mouth to speak but closed it when they heard Chara's next whispered words.

"You…you're all I have left. It hurts seeing the family I ruined and not being able to tell them I'm sorry, and it would hurt having to see them hurt knowing that you are gone, but what hurts me most of all is you going through all of this and dying….please…don't leave me Frisk….I don't want to be all alone again."

Frisk couldn't speak as they watched Chara break down. They just sat in silence feeling their spirits plummet as they tried to think of something to say that could possible make things better, but there was nothing that they could say. They were out in the middle of the woods, lost, with a broken arm and an injured back. There was no way they could get up and walk at the moment, and when they finally were able to it's not like they wouldn't be any more lost. They couldn't make this situation any better and it was tearing them apart.

They grit their teeth and with a yelp of pain pulled themselves up into a sitting position, their cry alerting Chara. Before Chara could react, Frisk spoke,

"Chara I'm sorry. I know it doesn't really mean anything right now, but I'm so sorry. If I could change how this turns out then I would, but with the state I'm in I can barely move. I've fucked everything up. I've ruined everything because I tried to do this all on my own and now look at where I am," they paused as they looked up at the sky with blurry vision, "I don't want to die Chara….not again. Not like this."

Chara grabbed a hold of Frisk's hand and kissed their palm before speaking in a whisper,

"Frisk….please just reset…you can get a happy ending and do it right next time! Please….I don't want to lose you for good."

Frisk was about to reply when a rustle in the bushes nearby alerted them and they turned to look, hope in their eyes. Someone was nearby! They could get help! Frisk didn't waste any time.

"H-hey! You out there! Help me! Please!"

The rustling stopped momentarily before switching into their direction. The two kids felt their spirits soar as the noise grew closer! Frisk wasn't going to die!

All that hope, all it took was a moment to crush it.

"Oh hello child. You don't seem to be doing so well! Need a hand?"

Frisk's heart dropped and all their hope was sucked into the black hole it left behind. Of all the people it could've been, these two were the last two that Frisk would've hoped for. Frisk's mom walked over and yanked them up by their broken arm, getting a scream of anguish from Frisk, and an unheard scream of rage from Chara. Frisk's vision was spotty as they were forced to look at the faces of their tormentors.

"You've messed up your arm quite a bit haven't you daughter? That's too bad, I was going to snap it once I heard the news that you told on us."

Frisk whimpered in pain as they stood awkwardly in front of the two, trying not to pass out from the pain.

"Well kid," began their father, "Your number is up. You went and blabbed, and now you have to pay the price. Remember the last time you upset us this much? I'm honestly surprised you made it back here. I was expecting you to die when we threw you in that hole."

He walked over and picked the child up with ease as they swam on the edges of consciousness before he and his wife began walking off into the woods.

"Guess this time we'll make sure you're dead for sure."

Frisk tried to fight. They really did. But with the combination of a broken arm and a bruised back, and barely being conscious enough to think, it was a fight they were most definitely not going to win. After a while they just gave up. What was the point in fighting? They just tried to enjoy what little of their life they had left. Chara was right next to them the entire time, tears streaming down their face as they cursed at the humans. Frisk gave a sorry excuse for a smile. With things like this, it's no wonder they hated humanity. There was nothing they could do, so they just closed their eyes and waited for the ride to be over.

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The ride was over much quicker than Frisk liked. It was all too soon that they were standing next to the gaping hole that had started this whole mess. They felt themselves get rudely tossed to the earth on the edge, the force of their impact knocking a cry of pain from them as well as a few stones loose that fell into the abyss. They shakily stood and looked down into the hole, refusing to look up at the humans that had brought them here. Chara floated in front of them, no longer yelling but filled with the dread of the situation, filled with the sadness of knowing no matter what they did, they couldn't stop this.

The man chuckled as he glanced at his wife before they looked down at Frisk,

"Well kid. Any last words before your violent death?"

Frisk slowly looked up and turned so that their back was facing the hole and they were facing their parents. Their head raised, their crimson stare bored into their parent's eyes as they uttered their last words,

"When you two die I'll have fun watching you burn from my cloud."

The two scrunched their faces up in anger before the woman shoved Frisk hard and they went over the edge. Frisk closed their eyes, silence reigning in their ears as they waited for the hard impact to the ground far below that would finish them off. Imagine Frisk's surprise when instead of a rush of wind and a hard stop, they got a gentle breeze before being gently put onto the ground. This threw them off immensely because death was never this peaceful. They knew from experience. They slowly opened their eyes to the sight of the police, Sans, and the rest of her monster family.

"Sup kid. So any reason you didn't tell us your parents were homicidal maniacs?"

Frisk felt their tears falling anew as all the things they wanted to say rushed around in their head. Every time they tried to articulate their thoughts it escaped them. So they just looked up and whimpered out,

"I'm sorry."

Sans just sighed and tousled Frisk's hair before replying as he turned around and the group began stepping towards the parents,

"Don't worry kid. You helped us before, now let us help you."

Silence reigned before Sans spoke once more,

"Welp we warned you guys to watch yourselves, but now you're going to have a really bad time in the form of an accidental landslide."

Before they could respond bones erupted from the earth all around them while large magical spears, four massive Gaster Blasters, and great balls of fire materialized around them, circling them slowly. The two humans cowered in fear in the face of all the firepower surrounding them. Toriel cleared her throat before speaking,

"Well I guess right now is about time you should…what is the phrase Sans always says…oh yes! Get dunked on!"

Everything smashed down into the area the two humans were standing creating a massive explosion of pain and death that shook the earth. One of the police officers leaned over to another and whispered,

"Did….did they just straight up kill them?"

Sans chuckled and replied,

"Naw Don't worry," Sans waved his arm in a come her gesture and the two humans covered in dust and blue energy came whizzing out of the dust cloud, terrified and dirty but still alive, " There still plenty alive. So you can throw them in jail for the rest of their rotten miserable lives."

Sans waited for a few moments, letting the rest of the gang walk up next to him as they all glared down at the terrified humans before Toriel, who was holding a tired and injured Frisk, began to speak,

"Now, you two are going to go to jail for a long time, but on the off chance you make it out before you die in there let us issue you a warning."

"If you ever come near Frisk again," began Undyne, "Talk to them, try and hurt them, hell if you are anywhere near them."

"THEN YOU WILL BE MET WITH A MOST UNPLEASEANT FATE!"

Sans chuckled before he turned to the two with a smile that could kill lesser beings and pitch black eyesockets,

"What my brother means is, what we all mean is…come near us again….and you'll be dead where you stand. Are we clear?"

The two nodded fervently before Sans and the group smiled and Toriel spoke,

"Good. Officers they're all yours now. You can drop them now Sans."

"With pleasure."

Sans slammed the two hard on to the ground knocking them out before turning to Frisk who was busy being doted on by Toriel and the gang. Frisk looked around with a dazed expression as they laid in Toriel's arms, being healed with magic and fading into the realm of unconsciousness.

"I….Is it over?"

Toriel smiled and kissed Frisk's forehead before replying just as they clocked out,

"Yes child….it's over."

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Frisk yawned widely as they woke up and stretched, their back popping. They sighed as they sat there trying to clear the cobwebs from their head. It had been months since the incident. Frisk's parents were in jail, their wounds had healed long ago, and they'd told their family everything. Told them about how they had been abused by their parents ever since they could remember, about how it started again once they got back up to the surface, and that the reason they fell into the underground in the first place was that they were thrown down there by them. Sure they knew all but that last part, which filled them with an urge to go down to the prison and beat the hell out of their parents, but they felt like they needed to tell them themselves. It was only right.

Lastly, they apologized. They apologized to all of them for putting them through all of this when it could've been avoided if they'd simply asked for help. They were ready to accept any punishment given, and were surprised when the only punishment they got was a flick to the forehead from Sans and a promise to never do anything like that again. They were a family after all, it was only right to help each other out. So they promised, next time something happened that they couldn't handle on their own, they'd ask for help. Their greatest strength, would come from them fighting together.

They rubbed their eyes before opening them slowly, adjusting to the light that was streaming in through the window. They looked next to them and let a small smile spread across their face before leaning down and kissing Chara's forehead. Chara grumbled in their sleep before rolling over. Frisk chuckled before laying back down and cuddling up next to Chara. It's been a week since the incident and only now had things calmed down. Sure they had school in an hour or so, sure Toriel would come running up the stairs and scold her for still being a sleep when they should be getting ready for school, but school could wait. Right now…Frisk was just happy for peace.

Welp comrades, that's all for this fanfic! I hope you had a good time reading this and I want to thank you for sticking with me for this long on Frisk's above ground journey! You've all left such great reviews and have been a wonderful audience, so thank you! And for the last time, in this fanfic anyway, I'll say

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