Destinie Calling - Chapter 3

The Tapes Say It All (Chapter 3)
**Destinie's POV**

"WhY dIdN't YoU tElL Us?!"

These are the words flung at me when I teleport hastily to the skelebros' house. Upon my arrival, they appear dead and hollow, staring at the TV without looking up; they seem as if they have been crying and suffering; only when I take a step forward do they snap their heads up to see me. Sans points the remote at the TV in an accusatory fashion.

"how could you keep this from us?!" Sans yells at me. "these -" he waves the remote at the TV, and narrows his eye sockets - "were keys to our past lives, for god's sake! and you thought you would keep them hidden forever?!"

Papyrus's sockets are still saddened, as he shakes his head in disbelief. "...WHY?" he asks softly. "WHY WOULD YOU KEEP THIS FROM US?"

I'm pretty much frozen to my spot as they continue to tear into me. Not only am I in shock, but I am just as angry as them. They don't deserve to be talking to me like that, considering they hide their own stuff about the past. So as they accuse me of being the worst one in the room, I just glare at them both.

Sans isn't done with me yet. "ha! if you thought people were suspicious of you now, just you wait until we exploit these!" He grabs some of the tapes away on the side and waves them in the air. "no one will ever like you again. they'll know I was right to avoid lying menaces like yourself. you’re the same as you always were."

That was enough to snap me out of my glaring trance and move me to enraged tears. The flashbacks about the Surface... the deaths of my half-sister and true father... the murder attempts of my mother... not to mention the whole experimental torture of Gaster... it's all too much to bear.

"I can't believe you dare call ME a liar!"I scream at the top of my lungs to them. They both stand still, staring at me, but stunned by the words, and then I continue: "You may not know this, but I've spent my lonely void years trying to forget all the torture. Unlike you two, I never GOT to move on. My brain stopped maturing all together all that time! I'm stuck thinking in the past that I never even WANTED!” I shake my fist in the air, then jab an accusing finger at Sans.

"And another thing! Why did you pretend to forget who I was?! Knowing your experience with time anomalies, resets, and brain wipes, you can never forget! You faked it and probably told Papyrus that I left you behind and never cared! I know you hated it when Papyrus could talk to someone other that YOU and not worry about death all the time!" I then march over and snatch the tapes out of his hands. "And won't these tapes just expose what you and your brother were simply too chicken to talk about with anyone you ever trusted?!"

The tears keep falling as they continue to stare in shock. "Don’t you get it?!" I say hoarsely, dropping to my knees in pain and shock. "You’re just as doomed as me in this lying game!”

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** Frisk's POV**

"Frisk, why are we doing this?" Asriel asks me as we trek through the CORE.

I have a burning feeling that Chara and Flowey are back from Home, where they have been banished for all their torture to the citizens of New Home - not permanently, oddly enough. Unfortunately, it feels that they may have not learned much of a lesson when they were there, so I want to find them and keep them contained before they try anything else. I would guess that Asriel of all people would understand, having been possessed by one of them same as I have.

"Because no one else will," I say, voice laced with determination... exactly the kind of thing those two are dying to get their hands on. Or killing to get their hands on, anyhow.

Asriel rolls his eyes in amusement. "Stubborn as usual."

As we reach the elevator section in the CORE, we stop to take a tiny break. We did have to hike though Hotland first, and both of us are extremely parched. I reach in my favorite sack and bring out two water bottles, for me and Asriel.

"What's that?" he asks, moments later, between chugs, pointing out to the other side of the elevator.

I peer past his head to see a striped monster, just barely, where he's pointing.

"I think that's Monster Kid," I say, squinting a bit. "Let's go to say hi."

We make our way over to him. "Hey, Monster K -" Asriel starts to say before cutting himself off. "Uh, Frisk... does Monster Kid seem off to you?"

Now that we reached him, seeing him up close, I notice the color scheme of Monster Kid is all grayscale - in comparison to his usual yellow complexion.

"Uh, you okay there, kid?"

He hasn't even noticed our presence till now, and only then does he look up. He stares at us, glancing up and down, as if to study us...

"Hey! You're NOT Monster Kid!" Asriel says in realization. He nods slowly, then turns and waves his head as if beckoning to something... Asriel and I gasp as two more grayscale figures advance toward us.

"What do you WANT from us?!" I shriek, taking a few steps back.

"I don't want anything with you two."

Asriel's eyes widen. "Frisk, who said that?!"

"I don't know, but - aah!" Something cold comes down on my shoulder, and when I glance down nervously I realize it's a hand. There's an identical one resting on Asriel's shoulder. Neither of us dare to turn around and find out who they belong to.

"My subjects are around here - I can sense they are in this timeline." He continues to speak while we stay frozen to our spots. "I believe their names are Sans, Papyrus and Destinie now."

When we don't answer, the hands disappear. We let out sighs of relief... only to scream upon finding that they have apparated in front of us! The figure attached to them is basically a blob with a mask-like face that seemed to be a.happy version of The Scream. "Am I correct?"

"We... don't know what you mean," I say. "What do you mean, subjects? And I'm pretty sure none of the aforementioned were ever yours. If they were, I think we'd know."

He shakes his head in disbelief. "Oh, but you wouldn't. You see, your friends have been lying to you about their tragic past. I bet Destinie never told you she fell down here before, long before, did she, Frisk?"

I gasp. "How do you know my name?!"

"The same way I know that none of them told you everything about what happened to them." He turns to the three grayscale figures that still stand guard. "Why don't you give them a message, let them know I'll be seeing them soon." As soon as they disappear, he turns back to us. "You two can enjoy your hike now - that is, if you even continue it." He turns away from us. "Before I go, I would suggest checking out your friend Alphys's little lab downstairs. Trust me, all things will become clear in an instant."

"What are you talking about?" I ask. "I’ve been down there already. What else is down there?"

"Who are you?" Asriel asks simply.

The mask figure glances back at us. "My name is not important." He starts to vanish. "After all, if it was, perhaps you would have heard about it long before now." With that, he completely vanishes.

Asriel looks at me as soon as he's gone. "What on earth do we do now?"

I narrow my eyes, something I've not done in a while. "I don't know what the masked figure wants us to find, or what Destinie, Sans, and Papyrus aren't telling us..." I take hold of his hand. "But we're going to find out." I pull him along. "We're going to the True Lab."

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** Destinie's POV**

I lift my tear stained face from the matching pillow I have constantly been crying into after that spat at the skelebros. I had teleported out back to Waterfall, and ran as fast as I would go. I threw open the door, dashed inside and flung myself at the bed, not even bothering to shut it.

They'll never forgive me. And they should have no reason to do that after what I've done.

My face sinks into the pillow again. I had no idea that they would be so touchy-feely. Maybe I should have expected it from them. They can't come to grips, same as me.

I have the sense that someone has appeared at my doorway. But I'm too ashamed and upset to look up.

"destinie?"

"CAN... CAN WE TALK TO YOU?"

In horror, I whip my head around. Sure enough, it's Sans and Papyrus who are at my door.

"...What are you doing here?" I ask sorrowfully, dropping my head. I can't look at them.

The footsteps have shuffled up to my bedside and out the corner of my eye I can see Sans's slippers on my left and Papyrus's boots on my right. Then two bony hands come down softly on my back, and I feel like crying again.

"maybe we shouldn't have been so hard on you." Sans sighs, rubbing his hand on my back. "it's just... there's stuff we don't remember about our past, you know? some memories we have of it are fabricated."

"WE HAVE THE GENERAL IDEA, BUT THERE'S STILL THINGS THAT GASTER NEVER WANTED US TO KNOW!" says Papyrus.

I finally get the courage to flip over and face them, still lying flat on my bed. "I used to wish I'd never flung myself down here after my people found out the truth about me, but I'd sooner subject to more experiments than be murdered back on the Surface."

"MuRdEr?!" was what they both shout at the exact same time.

I sigh. "It's not something I'm comfortable talking about."

A sudden loud ring startles us all.

"IT'S MY PHONE," Papyrus says, pulling it out. "BUT WHO COULD POSSIBLY BE CALLING ME?"

"Alphys?" I suggest. "Undyne?"

"maybe it's frisk?" Sans says. When Pap and I just stare at him, he says, "call it a hunch."

Papyrus flips up his phone and holds it up to head. "HELLO?"

"Papyrus!" a voice hisses into the phone. I raise an eyebrow at Sans, who simply shrugs. I glance back at Papyrus, whose face looks utterly confused. He holds the phone at a distance.

"FRISK, WHY ARE YOU SHOUTING AT ME?" he yells, to be heard over Frisk's own shouting.

"You and your brother have some explaining to do!" she yells out of the phone. "And if you find Destinie, she's in trouble too!"

Beeeeeeep...

We all stare at the phone, then at each other. Uh oh.

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Chapter 4

"What's wrong with you three?!"

That's what Frisk shouts to us when we finally get to the True Lab, where she and Asriel are. Pap is nervous, Sans is anxious, and I'm flat out terrified at her fury. Only Asriel is confused.