*Frisk's POV*

We had made it to the stairs after a very long while of crawling.

I felt my knees go raw, and my hands fill with stinging blisters that ached my fingers and pinched my palms. 

The feeling wasn't even close to comforting, and I winced as Leah grabbed my hands and pulled me out of the vent, my legs not willing to put up an effort.

Once I was out of the confined space, I took three deep breaths and let the free space around me linger. 

Leah and I hadn't spoken another word to each other in the vent after the "oblivious" incident, though when I had gotten out of the vents, she looked at me with a small smile to the corner of her mouth as she said, "Welp... We made it this far."

Smiling seemed like the most appropriate thing to do at the moment, although what she said didn't affect me that much.

Getting out of the vents didn't seem like an accomplishment, even though the open air and space did. It felt like I had exposed myself, and I couldn't stop my eyes from glancing behind me every moment just in case someone was sneaking up behind me.

Though the action was useless, because Leah was right in front of me and looking behind me at the stairs that lead down, also worried about someone coming up.

I did the same for her as we took a moment to enjoy the space, and I looked at the stretched stairs behind her that lead up in a spiral that created a large square, a door at each corner.

Those doors filled me with anxiety, and I was afraid that at any moment someone would open the entrance and run to us, ready to attack and capture.

Trying to prepare myself for that moment seemed useless, especially since there would be nothing we could do to defend ourselves.

Defense would be useful, and I wondered why we hadn't added that little factor into the plan.

Perhaps it was because we were so determined we would make it without failure. 

So far it was going well, what could go wrong?

Leah placed her hands on her hips and relaxed her body as she walked to the railing of the stairs that was made from thick metal.

Her head dipped over, and I almost grabbed her arm to pull her back over as if she was falling.

Why was I so worried about her falling?

There was no way she could fall anyways, not without jumping over of course.

She let out a small sigh as she turned back to face me, and she said, "No one is down there, looks like we're alone on the stairs."

"Lucky us," I said, giving her a warm smile.

Even if something seemed off about Leah, becoming her friend didn't seem like such a bad thing did it?

It would be better than being her awkward acquaintance.

Thankfully, she smiled back and nodded once before looking behind her at the stairs that lead up, her eyes stopping at the door that was stiffly silent.

Expecting sound from it made the moment full of suspense, and at any moment I expected the door to swing open.

Except, still to my surprise, it did open and Leah fumbled for her gun while I gasped and jumped back, too afraid to scream or even shout.

All I could do was stare in horror as the door opened and light flooded through, a figure rushing inside and shutting the door quickly as he pressed his body too it and-

I sighed in relief and watched Leah's body relax and lower the gun as G looked at us, his eyes open and aware of everything that was around him.

When he caught sight of us, G's perplexed face turned into a lazy smirk, and he leaned against the door as he folded his arms and said, "Well well well, looks like ya made it."

"We already clarified that thank you very much," I said with a scowl, heading up the stairs to where he was standing.

Waving off what I had said G asked with his amused eyes on me, "How was you're little journey? Heard they turned on the cooler, but ya don't look too cold."

"It wasn't that cold once we got out," Leah said as she put away her gun and walked up to join us, "But in the vents, it was freezing."

"Aw poor goodie-to-shoe-slut, probably freezing her ass off," G chuckled, making me growl and turn away with anger.

He never changed did he?

Had my anger changed?

No, it still boiled in me like an over flowing pot.

"Yeah well you-! You are a-a... A-!" 

Before I could finish my pathetic insult, G interrupted and finished for me, "What? An angry pants?"

With his laughter in my ears I growled and stomp in frustration as I continued up the stairs, desperate to be away from him.

The stairs seemed to lead up forever, and I looked at my legs with utter horror and worry that they wont be able to make it that far.

Leah didn't hesitate, and she began to march up with straight posture and determination in her stance.

With an orange soul for bravery, Leah sure did pull it off very well.

I followed up with her, determined to keep up.

G was standing at the bottom, and I had the itching feeling he was staring at my backside again.

This made me feel self cautious, and I shivered slightly as I quickly rushed up with Leah.

Then, G called up, "Hey are we really going to climb up all those stairs?"

"Got a better idea?" Leah called back without looking behind.

I smiled at how confident she was, and I wished I could talk that way with G though I didn't bother trying, considering the fact it would only end in regret.

We all walked up the stairs, and my legs already began getting tired by the first four flights.

There was still a lot more, and I held back my groans in despair, keeping in mind that when I completed this, we would be getting rid of Asriel at the top.

G had a plan, and I didn't mind that he wasn't telling us as long as it got the job done.

Except Leah seemed to know something... she was hiding something from me and I could tell by the way she talked to me, and the way she smiled.

She had a little secret that pinched my curiosity, and the thoughts of what it could be ate me out from the inside.

Could it be that she is tricking us?

Could it be about Asriel?

Could it be about Alphys?

Alphys.

The thought of Alphys was distracting my mind from my legs, and I continued to let her name fill me, having a strong feeling connected to the name.

Alphys.

Alphys.

Alphys.

"G?" I asked, still walking as I spoke to him behind me, "Where is Alphys now?"

"Dr. Alphys?" He confirmed, catching up to me as he walked, "That geek? She's got her own little lab on the surface, does experiments for the Prince and the damn Royal Family. Don't know why you'd ask about her, she ain't important right now."

He said this with a bit of pity, and I wondered what had really happened when he was asking for her help.

Something inside me called her a coward, and I scolded myself for thinking such a thing.

She never meant any of this to happen, and she never wanted the Peace Plan to work.

I knew that at this very moment, the regret would be chewing at her insides, screaming terrible words in her head making her hate every moment of her life.

It was something I knew too well, and thinking about it frightened me.

It brought back more regret.

This time I let out a small groan, and I bit the inside of my cheek as if it would distract my mind from the pathetic and sick regret that ruled over me.

It seemed to taunt, 'You thought I was gone? Well surprise surprise.'

Then I realized I was talking to myself, pretending it was regret speaking.

I was going insane.

Yet biting the inside of my cheek was working well, and I continued nibbling, unaware that I could bite through my flesh if I tried hard enough.

All of a sudden, a door from the flight of stairs we had passed opened sharply, and Alphys ran through the door, making us all turn and face her with shock paralyzing our bodies.

"Wait!" She cried, her eyes wide and flicking with fear, her body trembling and sweating worse then I had ever seen.

Oh yes... she was definitely in regret.

"Alphys?" I asked, my voice low and soft with utter shock and fear.

What could she be doing?

She answered my thoughts right away, and she shouted to us, "The cameras! The cameras! We were watching you from the cameras and I-"

More doors swung open, slamming against the walls with Crew members standing in the doorways like robots, their bodies straight and stiff, ready for action and danger.

G was staring in shock, fear laced in his eyes and I was so afraid I couldn't turn back to see Leah.

Except my eyes could glance in the corners, and sure enough, there were security cameras pointing straight at us.

They had found us.

Once a Crew member grabbed Alphys, she screamed and the rest of them began to run up the stairs after us, all like an avalanche of people searching for a meal.

"RUN!" G demanded as he turned around and scrambled to catch his balance before running up the stairs.

Glad for his demand, my already aching legs quickly obeyed and I turned around to run as fast as I could up the flat steps, my feet light and quick against the tile.

Leah had hesitated for a moment, and there was something in her eyes that I never excepted to see.

There was fear, and as G and I passed her, she whipped around and followed up, the Crew members trailing behind fiercely.

All of us ran, our hearts pounding, our heads spinning with shock.

Why had Alphys warned us?

Was it the regret taking over?

Trying to make her do something righteous?

She had risked herself, but did it even matter?

Of course it did.

If she didn't, we would be caught.

Thinking about her seemed to slow me down, and I stopped all my thinking to focus on moving my legs faster and faster up the stairs.

"HALT!" One of the guards shouted, their thundering feet slamming against the tile like my boots that seemed to be going too slow.

I ignored his call, and I tried to run faster.

Faster.

Faster!

Oh why wouldn't my legs move faster!

G was soon  next to me, both of us leaping up the steps with swift movements, praying that Leah was behind us.

We didn't need to pray, because soon she was on my other side, her eyes still wide with shock, but her face blank of expression and fear.

Running was bliss, and I could feel the glorious freedom through my legs, yet in my heart I could feel pounding fear of getting caught.

This is it.

Just this one moment!

It would all be over if they caught us.

Asriel would get everything he wanted, and all this determination was for nothing.

No.

It was never for nothing.

It would never be for nothing!

Soon, there was the top.

"Ha!" I breathed, my mouth spreading into a smile as I stared at the last flight of stairs that lead to double doors, ones that said- PUSH TO OPEN.

They didn't have to tell us, and I was glad it was push, not pull, because if it was, the moment would be too late and the Crew members would have caught us.

Except they didn't!

Oh the bliss and free feeling we felt as all of us barged through the doors, our bodies struggling to then slam them shut again, trapping those on the outside.

When we did shut the door, it jolted widely as the Crew members tried to get through, each one trying to catch the runaways at a chance to turn us into the Prince, become loved and adored, to become the hero.

None of them were hero's.

No matter how much they wanted to be, they would never be hero's.

At that moment, I had thought it was all over, I had thought that we were finally free, we had finally made it! G, Leah, me, all of us!

Except when I had turned around, my body still pressed against the door to hold it, I saw a long empty hallway that was made from a creamy metal, leading to another double door that said- PULL TO OPEN.

While I stared at the door, I realized that they needed it to be sound proof in the room for T.v Broadcasting.

That doorway would have caused to much noise, and they needed a sound proof hallway to cover it.

At that moment, my heart stopped, yet I didn't give up determination as I ran down the hall and to the other door.

"What are ya doing dollface?!" G yelled at me, both him and Leah still holding back the jolting door.

Ignoring his call, I tried to pull open the doors but to my horror and regret-

The doors were locked.

My face and body fell into dread and I could hear the men from across the hall trying to barge their way inside, trying to catch us.

It really was all over, wasn't it?

"Dollface, whats the matter?" G asked urgently, his voice strained with stress and fear as they held the doors shut.

I couldn't answer him.

"I asked whats the matter sweetheart!?" He shouted, growling as he shoved the doors shut again with a cry of anger.

"They're locked!" I answered finally, feeling the terrible words roll off my tongue.

Saying them felt like a sin, and I felt my sins crawl up my back in shivers that made me want to cry.

I didn't need to turn around to see G's horror, and I could hear them still struggling to keep the door shut.

"I..." G started, yet he tried to search for words.

Finally, he continued hopefully, "I-I can lock-pick! I can pick the lock and get us through!"

Shaking my head, the truth filled my mouth and I said it as if I was out of breath, "But you'll have to leave the door, and Leah will too, then they'll get through anyway. It wont even matter."

G grunted as he held the door, and I felt myself trembling with fear.

What would become of us?

Would my soul go back to being grey?

Would I be the queen to Asriel?

Would G... Die?

The thought terrified me, making me feel sick, and my eyes were unblinking as they stared at the words- PULL TO OPEN.

That's when a voice called out, so strong, so confident it scared the living daylight out of me as it said, "I'll stay."

My head whipped around to Leah who was struggling against the door, G looking at her as well with the same shocked expression that looked almost perplexed.

"What?!" G cried, his voice more angry then confused.

"G, you go to Frisk and unlock the door while I stay back and hold the doors shut, giving you time."

My eyes widened with shock and fear, and I felt as if all the air was knocked out of me as she said those words.

I said, "Leah, no."

"Frisk I have to! It will give you enough time to get in and shut the door, then lock it again."

"I said no!"

My voice was strong, and my tone was fierce. 

G was just staring, his body still struggling against the forcing door, and his eyes emotionless.

"There isn't any other option Frisk!" Leah yelled, her voice demanding and strong, though I could sense the fear that wavered it a bit, "Unless you want us all to get caught!"

"Leah they'll kill you!" I cried, feeling my chin tremble and my eyes sting as I stared at her strong and confident eyes.

Bravery.

She was full of it.

Without warning, G pulled away from the door and Leah yelped as she held it on her own, her back pressed against it and her arms spread out, struggling to keep the door shut as it jolted. Her legs pushed against the ground, keeping her strength balanced as her head dropped with strain.

G ran to me, grabbing something from his pocket that looked like a bent paper clip, and he immediately set to work on the door.

Terror had stopped my thoughts from processing, yet when they caught up with me I choked on my words and shook my head, staring at Leah in fear as she held back the door.

"N-No Leah!" I cried, my body shaking too much to move, my eyes locked on the doors jolting with the fear of it opening and taking Leah.

"G-G go help her!" I ordered, facing him with pleading eyes.

He was ignoring me, and I could see his mind focused on picking the lock.

I grabbed his shoulder and tried to yank him around, tried to make him look at Leah's strain as if somehow it would convince him.

"G help her!" I begged, my voice horrified and shrieking almost.

Once again, he ignored me and shoved off my hand, making me fill with fury that clashed with the worry and fear.

Yet fear took power, and my head whipped around to face Leah, my legs begging me to move but my mind holding me back with hesitation.

Leah looked afraid, and her eyes were shut tightly with the force she was pushing against the door, her hair falling in front of her face with each jolt.

Her head looked up, and her body continued to hold back the door.

Then her eyes opened, and I could see them full of tears, full of pain and... and....

Fear.

"No... No... no no no!" I cried, feeling my body tremble and cry as I grabbed G's shoulder with both hands and shook him, pleading for him to do something, anything to save her.

"A-All I've wanted my entire life was to be brave..." Leah said, her voice shaking with fear and strain as she held back the door, each jolt shaking her body before she quickly regained strength, "M-My mama used to tell me that courage was being afraid, yet still doing the right thing."

There was a gunshot through the door, and I let out a terrified yelp as the bullet rushed by in a miss.

Leah chuckled to herself, and her eyes shined with tears as they also rolled down her freckled cheeks, her head still facing the sky with terror.

"Ha, I wish my mama could see me now. I wonder if she would finally call me courageous, call me brave-"

There was another gun shot, and another jolt that made me grip G's shoulder harder, made my eyes widen with more terror.

Tears filled my eyes, and my chin quivered.

That's when Leah's eyes met mine, and I could almost feel her fear, feel her worry, feel her terror of dying, even though it was for the right thing.

"F-Frisk?"

I couldn't answer.

"... Am I courageous?"

Suddenly there was a loud click behind me and the door swung open by G's strength, and at that exact moment the other door busted open and sent Leah crumbling to the floor, her screams of being trampled suddenly the only thing I could hear besides my own.

"LEAH!!!" I screamed out, my voice full of pain and my body trying to run forward to her, trying to think of some way to save her except G's arm suddenly grabbed me by the waist and yanked me through the door before yanking it shut forcefully.

I thrashed in his arms, trying so hard to get to her, trying so hard to help her, save her!

I couldn't let another one die.

I couldn't let this one die!

Tears spilled from my eyes as G held me, his other hand locking the door again quickly just as the Crew members tried to open it.

My heart was pounding with sadness.

My stomach crashed and ached.

G held me in his arms yet it felt numb between my sobs and tears.

I cried and let G hold me, his body cradling mine and his arms pulling me close with a tight embrace as we fell to the floor in crumbling weakness, G leaning against the door as he held me.

Though I didn't even care about it.

I couldn't even think about it.

I couldn't do anything.

All I could do was sob and cry, the sound of Leah's last words and her scream, replaying in my head over and over, filling me with terror, and regret.

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A/N: YAY I POSTED TODAY!!!

I.

AM.

SO.

SORRY!

SHE NEEDED TO DIE!!!!

It was heroic... right?

*Hides evil laughter*

ANYWAYYYYYYY

I do hope you liked this chapter.

And if not, I am sorry I failed you. :(

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Welp.

Leah's dead.

... 

Like...

Forever.

Wonder if she's crying.

ANYWAYYYYYY

Idk if I can post tomorrow, but I'll try!

Possibly not though...

Just saying.

*SPOILERS*

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THAT'S ALL!

See ya later!"