Tears flooded the rim of the young child's silvery-brown eyes and threatened to spill over. Gentle hands pressed a cloth to her small leg, the liquid that dampened the cloth made the injury on the girl's leg burn. The women who treated to her hummed softly, but the song only made her want to cry. It was meant to sooth but it only made the child feel like a helpless baby when in reality she was in fact a helpless baby. "Alright... the worst is over, Frisk." The cloth was removed from her leg and the burning sensation began to fade but the humming remained. The chair squeaked as the nurse got up and opened a cabinet. "Alright an Elmo bandage or a -" the nurse cut herself off, realizing her mistake too late. Frisk shrugged off the mistake and the nurse returned with another chair squeak. After the nurse applied the bandage on Frisk's leg she asked "Frisk… do you… perhaps know who injured you?" Frisk shook her head, in the process tears spilled over. "Do you want to talk about it." She shook her head again. "A- alright. Let me walk you back to your room then." Frisk would have vetoed the offer, if she had a choice, but the nurse would have vetoed her veto. So Frisk was forced to hold the nurse's hand with her left, and her smooth cane in the right, as they walked back to her room.

It wasn't near dark yet, Frisk assumed, since she heard kids shrieking and playing in the courtyard. She wanted to join them, go back outside and enjoy the sunlight on her face but she didn't want to run into those boys again. They had stolen her cane, taunted for being weak, and pushed her to the ground when she got close to them. They then threw the cane at her before running off with loud thumping steps. A few moments later a caretaker arrived asking who had attacked her, since the caretaker couldn't identify them from far off. However, Frisk wasn't able to give the caretaker an answer since she was not able to guarantee exactly who the boys were. Besides, even if she did tell on the boys, they would probably beat her up after they got punished or perhaps they would play dumb and never get punished. It was better this way, avoiding more abuse. They were about to climb up the stairs when a boy's voice rang loudly, "Frisk! You're not going back to your room already, are you? You promised to play with me!" Frisk cringed when she recognized the voice of this particular boy, John. What made it worse was that it was true, she had made a promise to John to teach him how to walk with a cane today. The nurse spoke up cheerfully, "Ah Frisk, are you sure you don't want to be with your friend?" Frisk frowned, she didn't want to go back outside to meet those boys again, but guilt started to creep in her conscience when John executed a long, "Please you promised~" She didn't have a choice did she. She smiled widely at John's silliness and removed her hand from the nurse's. "Yes!" John exclaimed in success as he grabbed her free hand and ran with her outside. The nurse laughed and told them to be careful, which was hard to do when she ran blind.

After a few minutes of running with the occasional stumble, John slowed a bit before coming to a complete stop. "This is the perfect obstacle course for the lesson!" He beamed. Frisk smiled and walked around the area while swished her cane back and forth in an ark. She walked a few feet forward before tapping something. It was hard, not soft like a person, so she walked towards the object and put her palm upon it. The texture was rough and bumpy, and when she knocked on it, it made a clunk noise. It was most likely a tree. "A tree." She responded and John chirped "Yep, now go that way!" He walked up to her and turned her in a direction. When he let go, she began to walk before she hit something with her cane. It bounced off with a twang and she instantly knew what it was. "The fence." She answered. She knew that the sound could only come from metal, and the only metal object in the courtyard was the fence that blocked in the orphanage. "Wow, you were able to guess that with only one tap! Can I try?" Frisk nodded and turned around to face John's voice, holding out her cane for him. "Alright, I might not be as good as you but I'll... uh... do my best." Frisk smiled as he took the cane, and soon she heard rustling grass which indicated that John had begun walking. After a few moments she called out, "No peeking."

"Woah, Frisk how did you know?"

"You haven't fallen yet." Frisk teased slyly, which earned her a raspberry allegedly blown by John. John was doing very well after a few tries but got stuck on a few objects such as a hose or a bike rack. John was currently tapping her cane on an object when a familiar voice called out, "Hey, dolt are you trying to imitate that blind monkey over there?" Frisk's cheeks burned with indignation as she realized that they referred to her. "Well, monkey see monkey do." Teased another boy, this comment earned a laugh from the group, and Frisk realized that their must be more than five boys harassing them... where were the caretakers? Had her and John really walked that far from their attentive gaze? "S- sh- She's not a monkey, y-you know... you are!" John rebutted weakly. A heavy stone of dread settled in Frisk's stomach. That comment, while brave that he was defending her, was going to get him hurt. The group shuffled closer, "Oh yeah? Would a monkey be able to do this?"

"Let g- ow! Stop!" John began shrieking, however it was presumably muffled by the older boy. Frisk couldn't tell what the boy was doing to John but he was obviously hurting him. It made Frisk's blood boil and while she didn't care if they bullied her, John was her friend and she wasn't to stand around and listen to his pained cries without doing... something. She yelled at the boy to stop which earned her a kick in the stomach. She landed on the ground holding her abdomen while the other boys cackled. "What are you going to do, weakling, if you can't even take a single blow." Frisk shot them a deadly glare, "I'm not weak!" The boy laughed, however instead of another painful punishment for talking back, the older boy and his groupies began to whisper. After a few moments, which John was now sobbing, the older boy spoke again "How about you prove it. My buddies and I are climbing Mount Ebott tonight, and well… i'm sure you heard the rumor…" Frisk nodded, narrowing her eyes in mistrust. "Come with us and I promise I won't bother you or your little monkey-in-training, again." Frisk bit her lip, unable to make a choice. Mount Ebott wasn't a huge mountain, in fact, it was slightly larger than a hill, so she was told, but going to the summit was suicide. She heard stories of people disappearing from Mount Ebott and she didn't want to discover if these rumors were true. The boy must have noticed her hesitation and added, "If you don't, then perhaps your friend will be going to the nurse with a little more than a bruise."

For the third time today, Frisk seemed to be left with no choice, she didn't want to hear her friend whimpering anymore. With a nod, John's whimpering stopped, replaced by rapid thumping. "Seems your 'loyal friend' ran away." Frisk frowned feeling slightly betrayed but more worried that he had taken her cane with him. "Meet us in the courtyard tonight at ten thirty. Here you might need this." Frisk felt a tap on her head and reached up to grasp her cane. "Don't be late and if you tell anyone about this then consider you and your friend done for."

After her second confrontation with the boys, Frisk immediately when back inside the orphanage and began climbing up the steps to John's room. She had no idea how she was going to tell when it was ten thirty, since she couldn't read clocks and didn't have an alarm. Besides, the alarm would probably wake the five other kids inside her room. She would need John's help to get outside in time and without making a noise. When Frisk climbed the second flight, she walked down the hallway, feeling the brail that marked which room was which. Forty-one, Forty-two, Forty-three. She felt the last tag again to confirm. Yes, Forty-three, John's room number. "Hello? John are you in here?" She asked as she opened the door. "Nope just me, Frisk." Frisk deflated slightly upon hearing this voice, it wasn't John but Edwardo.

"Do you know where he is?" She asked hopefully.

"Well, he went to the courtyard this morning but I haven't heard of him since. Why do you need him?" He questioned her.

"No reason." She sighed and left the room. When she made it to her room, she opened the door and was instantly greeted by a voice. "Frisk, you're ok! I'm so sorry for leaving you I just wa- was just really-"

"It's fine." Frisk responded, hiding the bitterness she felt from his abandonment.

"Oh alright…" There was a long awkward pause before he spoke softly.

"You not actually going to climb Mt. Ebott, right?" Another long awkward pause ensued, this time Frisk broke the silence.

"Yes, I need-"

"What! Don't you know what happens when you climb that mountain?" John interrupted

"No one ever comes back, Frisk! If you climb that mountain you'll-"

"Shhh." Frisk intervened, putting a finger to her mouth to signal, 'quiet'. She didn't want anyone passing by to hear their conversation. John immediately stopped talking and Frisk took advantage of this.

"I know the legend, John, but if I do this those boys won't ever bother you or me again."

"How do you know that, Frisk?" John whispered, doubtfully.

"I don't, but I do know is that if I tell on them or don't go, they will beat us up again... maybe worse." John didn't respond with a reproach so Frisk continued.

"I need your help, I need you to come in my room and tell me when it's ten-thirty so I can meet the boys. I promise I'll be fine." Frisk didn't need eyes to know that John was frowning and very upset.

"Fine."

After John's agreement he left the room without another word and Frisk decided it was best she slept now so that way she wouldn't be exhausted when she went to Mt. Ebott. Despite the rumor and despite her mistrust of the boys, she was nervously excited. If she came back from Ebott she would prove to everyone that she wasn't a weak child they a thought she was. She was strong and determined.

It took a while for her to fall asleep, since she wasn't very tired, but eventually a dreamless slumber took hold of her. It felt as though she was asleep for seconds when she was woken again by a whispering frantic boy. "Frisk… Frisk wake up!" Frisk blinked and sat up in her bed, rubbing her eyes. "It's almost ten-thirty! Come on!" This comment immediately woke her up and she quickly got to her feet, grabbing her cane. John and her, hand in hand, tiptoed quietly past the other sleeping bodies and successfully made it to the hallway. They didn't close the door behind them, in fear that they might make too much noise. They quickly treaded down the stairs to the main lobby. They were so close!

"What are you two doing up?" Frisk and John both froze at the voice of one of the caretakers, a sense of dread filled Frisk knowing that she had failed.

"Frisk needed to go to the bathroom! S- she's blind so she asked me for help."

"Oh alright, hurry up then... and then go back to bed." Frisk heard high heel footsteps slowly fade away upstairs. Frisk felt her heart beating a hundred miles per hour.

"W- wow I can't believe that actually worked." Frisk whispered, slightly out of breath from the near failure of their mission. John didn't respond and instead his hand tightened around Frisk's.

"Uh, thanks for your help but I need to go now." She tried to tug her hand away but John held it too tightly.

"Frisk. Please don't go, I- I don't want you to disappear. " Frisk knitted her eyebrows together in concern when he let out a small sob. She pulled her friend into a hug to which he quickly returned the embrace.

"I- I won't disappear. I promise, but… John. I want to go. I'm blind and I probably won't ever have this opportunity for an adventure again." John sighed and broke the hug.

"Then you need to hurry. Here take this, m- maybe it might help." He took her free hand and put a rough material in it. It felt like a roll of duct tape and she looked at it baffled.

"It's a bandage, for if you get hurt. Now go, it might be past ten-thirty!" With that he pushed her out the door and into the courtyard. Frisk gulped slightly but took her cane and began to walk.

After a few minutes of worrying that they might have already left, she heard the older boy's voice. "There you are. You have some guts for a monkey, we didn't think you would have actually come." Frisk felt a heavy hand on her shoulder along with a laugh. "Seeing as you got this far you might as well know our names, I'm Mark, and my two other buddies coming with us are, Juan and Pierre." The two boys responded with a 'Hey', however Frisk couldn't tell them apart since their voices were too similar. "Basically make sure to keep up and you'll do just fine. Now, let's go."

They had already begun walking and Frisk had already found this to be difficult. They didn't warn her about holes or anything that she might run into, which made her fall behind a few times. Finally they reached the fence that blocked out the courtyard from the rest of the world, she heard two of them climbing and began to feel nervous. "Hey, you ok there? You look pale." She jumped, not noticing one of the boys right next to her. It wasn't Mark, she knew that for sure, he had a much deeper voice, so it was either Juan or Pierre. "The fence isn't that tall, nor is it barbed, you'll be fine. If it helps, me or Juan, who's on the other side, will catch you if you fall." Frisk gulped again. She didn't trust this boy at all to catch her but if she didn't climb the fence she would have to turn around and go back. With a nod, handing him her cane and bandage, she walked towards the fence and began to climb, making sure to lodge her foot in each hole so she didn't slip. Her sweaty hands began to hurt by the time she made it to the top and when she flipped herself around to climb down she lost her footing and was left hanging. She desperately attempted to dig her foot into a hole but her sweat slick hands slipped and she fell backwards with a scream. Unexpectedly she didn't feel pain and moved her hands to feel what she had fallen on. It was soft and furry and definitely a boy. "That was a bit of a fail, but nice try." Juan spoke, plopping her down on her feet. "I would have expected a monkey to have been able to climb at least." Mark agreed. Frisk felt her cheeks warm up in embarrassment and slight agitation but begrudgingly thanked Juan for catching her. "Don't mention it, literally, if it wasn't for my brother making me promise to catch you I wouldn't have caught you." Frisk shrugged, all that mattered was that she didn't break her back.

After Pierre expertly climbed the fence, and gave her back her stuff, they began walking down the sidewalk in silence. Frisk tried the best she could to keep up but she wasn't familiar with walking on the street and kept bumping into stuff. Luckily Pierre stayed close to her and helped her if she fell behind. After a few times of falling behind Frisk asked why he was helping her. He paused and answered that Frisk reminded him of his friend when she was around. Pierre's friend was deaf and mute and often needed his help for many tasks. He also remarked that his brother Juan isn't as cold as he makes himself out to be.

"He just wants to impress Mark, I honestly can't stand him sometimes."

"Why do you follow him around then?" Frisk inquired, her stick tapped something metal and she quickly moved out of the way of the object.

"Well someone has to protect him right?" Frisk nodded, understanding. That was why Frisk was here after all, to protect John.

After what felt like an eternity of walking, they reached Mt. Ebott and found a roughly made path up the mountain. Mark pointed out a sign which read 'Danger! Do not hike on this mountain.' and commented on why there was a path if no one could walk on it. The other boys laughed and joked about how the mountain would 'swallow' them but Frisk couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding, not to mention she kept tripping over everything.

"Well if the mountain eats anyone it's going to be that blind runt over there. If you don't mind we want to get to the summit before sunrise, alright?" Juan chastised. Frisk glared at his voice and tried to move quicker, however a second later, bumped her head into a tree. Mark and Juan laughed while Pierre asked yet again, if she was alright. She nodded, annoyed with her disability. Eventually in order to keep up, Pierre had to become her eyes which only make Mark and Juan tease her about being helpless. Pierre never abandoned her despite the teasing, but he didn't defend her either, which angered Frisk. As they neared the top, foliage was replaced with hard rock and Frisk was beginning to feel exhaustion in every fiber of her being and began to wonder if anyone had noticed their absence yet. The air was still cool and crisp so Frisk assumed it was still night. Suddenly she began to hear a cracking sound, one that reminded her of cracking ice.

"Pierre, is the ground cracking?" She whispered quietly.

"What? N- Oh my god, Juan run!" Pierre disappeared from her side in a flash, leaving Frisk to panic.

She heard thumping noises but when she attempted to run after them, the ground opened up beneath her. She flailed her arms and managed to grab hold of something. Her cane and her bandage fell down into the abyss beneath her. She called out for the boys, any of them, but no one came. Her adrenaline and grip faltered and she was swallowed by the mountain.

I would like to give credit to Zrllosyn's tumblr comic and drawings for giving me the idea of a Blind!Frisk AU. Check out her comics, they are good stuff trust me.