The Angel of Darkness, And the Demon of Light

Prologue: A view into both worlds.

"He's late... Again... *sigh* Well, I guess he's still busy..." A familiar red-haired girl sighed as she looked out of her bedroom window, hoping to see her longtime best friend, Ink.

Her little sister floated overhead. "He's been gone a lot lately, huh?" She asked. Vixen nodded in response. "Where do you think he's been, anyway?" Chara asked. Vixen sighed again. "Honestly, I don't know, Chara... Though, I'd just wish he'd visit more regularly again..." She said.

"I don't get it... I just don't get it... Ever since he disappeared that one day, he's been acting... Different... Every time I saw him after that, he keeps saying something about a 'new friend'. And now he keeps leaving to go 'create' something... And I know its not a new universe, because he usually tells me if it is... So... Why? Why is he so distant all of a sudden?" She lamented.

Chara frowned at her older sister's depressing attitude. She floated over, and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Hey, I'm sure that whatever he's doing, he either wants it to be a surprise, or he's just way too caught up in something. Again." She said, rolling her eyes when she said 'again'. Vixen laughed at this. "Y-Yeah. You're right." She replied.

"I know." Chara said, smiling cockily. "But seriously, are you still just gonna wait there for him like some clingy puppy? You know that isn't very healthy, sis..." She asked. Vixen thought for a minute, looking out of the window for a moment, before looking back to a Chara with a smile. "Actually, you know what? No. I'm
not. I'm actually really bored, so why don't we go somewhere?" She suggested.

Chara smiled back at her sister. "That's the spirit. Anyways, sure! Where to?" She encouraged. Vixen thought for a moment. "Hmm... How about we go to the darkner world for awhile? It's been a long time since we've been there, and it'd be great to see Ralsei again." She suggested. "Sounds great!" Chara agreed, knowing what friend her sister was mentioning.

The girls got ready, and opened a portal to the darkner world. Vixen looked around, and couldn't find the friend she was talking about earlier. "Huh... I guess he's not here right now... Weird..." She said aloud. "What's with your friends not showing up today?" Chara asked. "No idea." Vixen replied, yawning.

"Tired?" Chara asked. "Tired." Vixen confirmed. "You think we could take a rest for awhile?" She asked. "I don't see why not." Chara replied, shrugging. The two climbed into a tree, and fell asleep on two different branches.

~Meanwhile, in a parallel universe...~

A young boy in his teen years was sleeping in. That is until...

"KRIS!" His mom yelled, waking him up. His mom, miss Toriel, was standing a few feet from his bed. "Kris, if you do not wake up, we will be late for school!" Toriel exclaimed, urging him to wake up. She walked over to the window and opened the curtains, allowing natural sunlight to shine through the room.

"I will wait for you outside, alright?" She told him, walking out of the room, and went downstairs to go outside. Kris got out of bed, his medium length hair covering his eyes. He could still see, though. He just walked downstairs and outside without saying a word.

Toriel was standing by the car, giving her child a patient smile. "Kris! There you are! We might still be able to make it!" She said, happily. Kris began getting into the car.

"Kris... It is a beautiful day today, is it not? I hope it stays this way when Asriel visits next week. But I wonder... After the excitement of university... Will he still enjoy coming home to this little town...?" Toriel wondered aloud as her and Kris drove to school.

As he and his mother drove to school, Kris stared out of the car window, dully. It was always the same thing for him. Wake up, go to school, and come home with his mother. It was all starting to get kind of... Boring... Especially since his older brother, Asriel, was in university. Plus, his parents were divorced, so he couldn't really hang out with His father, Asgore. Don't get me wrong, he loves his mother, but... Sometimes, he wished something more interesting would happen.