Disclaimer, I do not own any of the Undertale characters by Toby Fox. I only own my OCs and this story idea.

Chapter 1: The Fall

POV: a child

All I could think about was running. I had no time to figure out where I was heading to or where I was going. I just know that I had to keep running deeper into the thick forests of the mountain.

Thundering footsteps echoed throughout the forest around me. I turned to look behind and saw a mob of angry men carrying pitchforks, rifles, handguns, and torches. They all shouted a bunch of vile curse words at me as I ran away from them.

I can't understand why all humans hated me so much when they didn't know the whole entire truth about me. They treat me like a horrible vile creature that shouldn't even exist on the planet when I did nothing wrong in the first place. Am I not also human as well? If so, then why am I, a mere child, being treated like a mad dog that needs to be put down?

As I ran, I heard a gunshot behind me as the bullet missed me by a few inches. The bullet, instead, hit the tree next to me.

"Come back here you filthy criminal!" shouted an old man running after me.

"You deserve to be punished for your malicious crimes freak!" another shouted.

I just kept on running further and further ahead of the mob as fast as my legs could keep on going at this pace. That's when the armed men started shooting me resentfully. A surge of what's left of my magic built up inside me as I used that energy to form a magical force field around my body. The force field helped a little with deflecting the bullets coming at me, but my barrier didn't last too long as one of the bullets shattered it into pieces and hit the back of my left leg near my ankle.

I yelled in pain, but my mask made my yell into a muffled grunt. I hobbled away until I tripped over a small branch and fell to the ground. My ears twitched when I heard the footsteps of the mob coming towards my location. I slowly got up from the ground and tried to run away again when a bullet hit the dirt ground next to my feet

One of the men in the mob laughed out loud before saying, "We have you cornered now, freak. It's time that you go back to the cell and rot for the rest of your miserable life."

I clenched my hands into tight fists as I growled in fear and anger. Then I said hoarsely while reaching for something behind my back. "You'll never take me alive!" That's when I grabbed my smoke bombs and threw them on the ground as a mass of dark smoke appeared in front of me. I started to run again to get away from going back to that horrible cell I was locked up in.

I heard someone say, "After that monster!"

"We can't. That criminal freak of nature is headed towards Mount. Ebott. You know nobody has ever returned from there," said another man.

I couldn't hear the last bit of the conversation because I was already very far away from them by now. All I could hear were a few men pursuing after me. I ran for a while more before I felt exhaustion flooding through me. It made my eyesight blurry and unfocused on what was ahead of me. My foot slipped from the forest path as I tumbled down the slope.

I rolled downhill, which seemed like forever until I finally stopped with the result of having my face buried in the dirt of the forest. I lied there on the ground for a few minutes of rest before I heard the voices of the men coming closer.

"Where did that sneaky fiend run off to?" one of them asked.

"Why are you asking me for? I'm not a tracker," replied another.

"Quit it you two. We have to find that monster freak so that we can get that prize money for turning it in," said a different man.

"Right. Wasn't it like ten grand for its capture?" asked the first man.

"Now they raised it to 25 grand, and I'm not going to have that son of a….." the man said before he was interrupted by someone shouting.

"Over here! We found its blood trail!" someone hollered out loud.

The three men that were talking ran over to the person who was shouting.

I crawled on the ground towards a cave nearby, careful so that my pursuers don't hear me. Once I crawled my way inside the cave, I shakily stood up and walked deeper into the cave to find a place to rest and recover for the night. A few minutes passed by before I noticed a humongous hole in the middle of the floor. I reluctantly took a step back from it so that I don't fall in.

Suddenly, I heard the slide of a handgun click. I turned around and saw a young man in his late teens to early twenties pointing a gun directly at me.

"St-stay back, or I'll sh-shoot," he said nervously as his hand trembled along with the gun. I observed that he was in fear of what I might do to him. With his fear of me combined with an armed semiautomatic gun in his hands is a bad situation to be in. What's worse is that his finger is on the trigger than the trigger guard, so he is extra dangerous to be startled at this point.

"D-don't try anything, f-freak," he said as sweat ran down his face.

I stood where I was standing in fear of being shot. We both stood there in silence before a bat decided to fly right in front of him, scaring him half to death. He screamed in fright as his finger instinctively pulled the trigger.

I couldn't react in time as the bullet hit me in my right shoulder. I gasped as I touched the burning pain in my shoulder. I looked at my hand to see that it was covered in my blood. I took a few steps back and looked up at the guy.

His mouth was agape and shaking in horror. He had streams of tears flowing down his eyes of what he had done.

I gasped for more air as I took another step back before I felt myself being pulled back by gravity. The moment felt like I was falling in slow motion as both of my hands reached up to grab something to break my fall, but I couldn't grab anything.

I fell down the hole very fast. I tried to use my magic to assist me in breaking my fall, but I didn't have enough strength left in me anymore. My body crashed hard to the ground as I lied there motionless. I was about to close my eyes when I heard someone.

"What was that?" said a voice.

Oddly, the voice sounded familiar yet foreign to me. I looked around my surroundings to see that I was lying on top of a bed of beautiful golden colored flowers. The flowers had a nice sweet scent to them. I groaned when I stood up.

"Who's there?" the same voice asked out loud.

I managed to find the strength to walk towards the voice while holding my left side as I limped forward into the cave. I hobbled over towards a patch of grass underneath a few dim rays of sunlight. A single odd yellow flower with five or six petals was planted in the middle. Strangely enough, the flower had a cheery face of a person instead of the normal flower parts in the middle of it.

The flower smiled at me and said, "Howdy! I'm Flowey. Flowey the Flower. Hmmm….you're new to the Underground, aren'tcha? Golly, you must be so confused."

I didn't really pay attention to what he was saying. I felt very faint as I fell down to the ground right in front of the flower.

He hissed and shouted, "Hey, you almost squished me, you clumsy oaf!"

I grumbled as I forced my head to look up back at the flower. My vision became blurrier as my hand suddenly reached up to touch the flower.

"H-hey, what are you doing?" the flower said nervously.

Ignoring his concern, I managed to finally touch his "face". He gasped in shock as I caressed it softly while saying without thinking, "A...Asri….el….I….fi..naly…..fou..nd...you…." Then my eyelids became heavy like lead as they forced my eyes to close. I fell into a deep sleep as everything around me became numb and distant. All I want is to sleep forever and never wake back up into my living nightmare ever again.

Nightshade: Okay that's the end of the chapter. Let me know what you guys think in the comments below. Anyway, I have a special guest with me here who is going to do the outro for me. So take it away, Flowey.

Flowey: Thank you Night. You might not be so much of an idiot after all. You made a wise choice in choosing me, the future prince of the Underground, as your outro reader for your first chapter.

Nightshade: *rolls eyes* I picked you because you were the only character from the first chapter to willingly do it.

Flowey: *looks suspicious* Did you imply a pun there?

Nightshade: *facepalms* Shoot. I didn't mean it as a pun there Flowey. Sorry.

Flowey: You better not. Because if it was, then I will kill you!

Nightshade: I swear it wasn't. I'm not like Sans nor my beta WinterLifeAmerica. They are the ones that would do puns not me. Btw, special thanks to my friend for editing it! You rock! :)

Flowey: Yeah thanks. But you better not drive me crazy with flower puns like a certain skeleton does. Because….In this world….*does his creepy face* it's kill or be killed! *starts to laugh hysterically*

Nightshade: Flowey! No killing my best friend here, or I'll have someone else do the outro instead of you, you heartless, soulless flower demon.

Flowey: Ugh, fine.

Nightshade: *clears throat* Anyway, Flowey, please do the outro for me, please.

Flowey: *nods and begins reading script* I was just minding my own business when this weirdo shows up and touches me. They TOUCHED ME! Me, the soulless abomination of a flower was touched by this child. However, I had this feeling that something was off about them. Not only that, but they seem to know me, the real me, somehow. Who is this mysterious child and how the f-

Nightshade: *exclaimes* Flowey no swearing! I want my fanfic to be kept PG.

Flowey: *sighs* Fine. *rereads the line again* Who is this mysterious child and how the heck do they know me personally? How do they fit into this story? Find out in the next chapter. *turns to Nightshade* How was that?

Nightshade: *gives a thumbs up* That was great, thanks Flowey. *turns to the readers* Stay tuned in folks ;)