Chapter 32: finally knowing le kitty

Y/n = Your name
P/n = Pet name
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Error's pov—


"Huh? That's.. odd.." I muttered as I tried opening a portal to the underground in Undertale again but my portal suddenly closes whenever I opened one.


Is something blocking it? But how can they block my portal? No one can block it- even futuretale can't block my portals.


I should check on that Au. Somethings odd about my portals getting blocked so easily. A very powerful soul can block my portals and so far, no Souls can block or reject them- other than this one.


—P/n's pov—


(A/n: Surprised? XD)
A sudden feeling of unease fills my body giving me shivers as my fur goes up. What's happening? Is master in danger? Speaking of.. where is she? I hop down on our bed and look around the room, Entering the bathroom, I saw a few drips of blood.


'Could- could master have been abducted? Could that be the one who she's running from? I have to look for her- but where could she go..' I growled lowly and let out a roar creating a portal to our Au.


I was created to only protect my master from him, and I don't want to fail that task given to me. I need to search for her.


—Y/n's pov—


I screamed from the intensifying pain scourging from my body.


"P-PLEASE STOP!" I screamed out of my lungs, tears started to fall on my lap from the pain. I heard a movement of a switch go down.


"Tsk, Tsk, Tsk, you've grown so weak my dear experiment. What happened to you? You used to withstand 42 volts without feeling much pain and now you've grown weak for the past 26 years."


"2-26 years?" I managed to mutter out as I take some oxygen in my body, trying not to faint. He sighs.


"Of course, you are clueless on what is happening. But do not fret, I shall help you regain those memories you once buried deep in your mind." He spoke as he walks toward me. Fear started consuming my body as he steps closer to me and a tinge of Déjà vu or familiarity came with the feeling.


I wanted to run and get away from this monster, I want to escape this familiar prison. This is worse than the bullying I had in my life- or my unfairly life I've had before. This like hell to me..


"Now, now experiment 0.3, do not be afraid." He was so close to me. Tears starts to fill my eyes and my whole body was shaking vigorously, I feel myself small again, I feel vulnerable again. He suddenly touched gently my forehead and a sudden terrible headache came. I screamed from the painful headache that I was having. And then, everything felt numb.


I.. can't see and feel anything anymore..


—Nightmare's pov—


I can hear a faint screaming on the other room. I felt the emotion of fear to the person. That must be y/n! I began trying to break these metal cuffs on my wrist but, it didn't work. I heard Chara giggle.


"Do you hear that? He seems to start torturing her."


"Stop! Don't you f**king hurt her. Torture me instead!"


"Oh how sweet, Romeo wants to risk his life to save his dearly beloved." They mocked as they giggled. I gritted my teeth from anger.


I need to find a way to get out and save her.


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548 words


Sorry for the short chapter- I just want to separate the backstory of the reader to a different chapter. I'm not saying that the next chapter would be.. long but, maybe it will :p


Also, I think I'll update every.. Friday I guess- but I'm not saying that I will always update on that day. It'll depend on my mood if I want to write a story or not— blame my laziness and procrastination XD


Anyway, Hope ya'll enjoy reading this.. very short chapter and I'll see ya'll in the next update- or comments :p


Finished typed in: May 28, 2020


Time finished in: 11:30 pm(Philippine time)


((Random fact; I get mostly motivated every night which is the reason why my finished time is sometimes night time in the Philippines •^• also, kamusta kayo mga pinoy! Please forgive me if I made some wrong spellings in tagalog(or even English XD) cuz I'm bad at using my own native language XD))

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