Hello, everyone, it is I, RyujiKasai. I wish to apologize for my recent lack of activity and wish to repent for keeping you all in the dark of my laziness, I know I have fans that have been following my stories in the past, but I have deleted those old stories and wish to start anew, I will redo all my previous works and even create new ones such as this story you are about to read. Please, get a snack and some refreshments because I wish you a grand time reading this story that you about to witness.

Souls of a Feather

Chapter 1:

The End of the Beginning

It was a dark, star-filled night in the overworld, the last day of High School, and the Birthday of our Protagonist. Who is our Protagonist you ask? It is an 18-year old boy named Frisk, who was currently out on Mount Ebott after making a bet with his friends that he would climb to the top of the Mountain and light the Grand Firework, if he did, his friends would help him with a project he had been wanting to get underway.

Frisk walked through the cold, dark forest that lay on the mountain, his medium length brown hair swaying as a gust shot by, his blue sweater with purple stripes fluttering in the strong wind and his bare, pale legs shivering from the shorts he was wearing. He kept pushing through the brush of the forest with the firework in hand until he came upon a clearing of bright green grass that seemed to glow in the moon and starlight.

He stopped his steps to wonder at the beautiful sight around him, his chocolate brown eyes shaking as he stared, marveling at the wonderful grass. Before long his eyes shifted up towards a darkness in the corner of the clearing, a cave that led to pitch black nothingness. He continued to stand there in the clearing for a moment before taking a step towards the cave, another slowly following the first.

Soon he was right in front of the darkness that looked as if it would swallow anything that enter, he suddenly shook his head and looked back towards the top of the mountain that was his mission, turning his body back towards the top of the mountain he took a step toward it before feeling a strong, and sudden pull on the back of his sweater, causing him to fall back, the firework slipping from his hand and landing in the middle of the clearing as he stumbled back into the cave.

His foot suddenly losing a solid matter to step on, he fell back down into a hole that was hidden in the darkness of the cave, soon he lost consciousness from shock, only to wake up a minute later on a soft bed of Sun Yellow flowers. His eyes had fluttered open to be greeted by the moonlight coming from the top of the hole he had fallen from.

"Where...ugh...my head," he spoke aloud to himself as he gripped his head but slowly pushing himself up onto his feet, after getting on his feet he looked around the hole he was in that was about 100 feet deep in the earth. "How the hell did I survive?" He asked himself before turning his head around to look behind himself, seeing a concrete block hallway.

The previous worry left him as curiosity took him over, he began stepping down the hallway, observing the entire hallway with curiosity in his eyes. Soon he found himself at a door-sized archway which he stepped through to be met by a room of darkness surrounding a patch of grass under a spotlight which had a yellow flower like the ones he had landed upon.

Frisk walked up to the flower and knelt down in front of it, reaching out to it subconsciously, he gently gripped the stem of it before retreating his hand when it suddenly turned around to reveal a very cartoony face upon the sunflowers head. He had heard legends of the great war between monsters and humans but they had only been legends to him, a way of keeping peace in the world.

"Oh, well Howdy. I'm Flowey, Flowey the flower," the flower said with a cheerful tone in its voice, Frisk couldn't help but smile in return and part his lips to introduce himself to the flower but was cut off by its own voice. "You're new to the underground, aren'tcha?" He raised his eyebrows at the flowers words, 'Underground? Interesting,' he thought to himself before the flower continued.

"Golly, you must be so confused! Someone ought to teach you how things work around here," the flower said with its cheerful tone, Frisk nodded in return as the flower continued. "I guess little ol' me will have to do. Ready? Here we go!" It screamed before closing its eyes and concentrating, reopening them a moment later, the surrounding field suddenly changing to a black and white setting, the ground being flat and the only visible thing being you and the flower.

Frisk looked down at the flower after standing up, a sudden sense of warmth and strength spreading across his heart, he felt something pulling from his chest before he suddenly fell onto the ground, a bright red glow illuminating above him and Flowey. He shielded his eyes for a moment to let the intense glow simmered down.

Frisk took his arm away from his eyes and looked where the glow had been coming from, above his head, was a bright red heart that seemed to give off a strong feeling of life. He laid there staring up at the heart for a moment before beginning to get up, watching the heart the entire time, Frisk pulled himself from the ground and walked up to the burning red heart in awe.

"That is your soul," Flowey interrupted, pulling Frisk's attention back to the flower, "Right now your soul is weak, but it will grow as you get LV." Frisk arched an eyebrow at the flower, 'LV? Levels?'. "What does LV stand for? Why LOVE of course!" Frisk was dumbfounded and slapped his hand across his forehead, "You want some LOVE don't you?"

Frisk thought about it for a moment before nodded, the flower winking at him as it raised 5 white pellets up from behind it's back, though Frisk had no idea how it was levitating the pellets, he brushed it off since he knew nothing about monsters. "These are little, white, friendliness pellets, go on catch the pellets," Flowey told him which made him a little confused, had Flowey told him how to move his soul?

The pellets started to slowly move towards his soul, shrugging it off since they were already heading toward the red heart. Suddenly he felt a sense of danger in his mind which caused his body to move on its own, his right hand quickly whipped to the right, the bullets missing the heart as it darted to the right, the bullets hitting the ground under the heart.

Flowey stared at Frisk for a moment before saying with a less enthusiastic tone, "Hey buddy, you missed them...let's try again, ok?" Which Frisk replied with silence and a slow nod. Flowey brought out 5 more pellets and had them move towards Frisk's soul once again which only caused the same thing to happen with the alarm ringing in his mind and moving his soul to the left of the bullets that hit the ground.

Now Flowey looked angry and annoyed, its voice losing all of its enthusiasm as it spoke, "Is this a joke? Are you brain-dead?" Frisk continued to stare down at the flower, now knowing something was up. "RUN. INTO. THE. BULLETS!" Frisk saw Flowey bring out 5 more pellets and have them head towards his soul faster than before, but he didn't need his body to react by itself this time as he moved his soul away from the 3rd set of bullets that hit the ground.

Which caused Flowey to lose any and all sense of enthusiasm in its face, a twisted expression of anger across its face and its voice being a dark, high pitched screech that began to sound more like a mad woman, "You know what's going on here, don't you? You just wanted to see me suffer." The sentence Flowey said confused Frisk beyond belief, he had no idea what was going on and had just gotten here for the first time today.

'Silly, you don't remember about your past timeline? How oblivious can you get?"

Frisk heard a very feminine voice infect his mind for a moment, his eyes racing around in his head as he felt the voice was so familiar but couldn't remember a single thing about such a voice in his past, Flowey sat there as it watched Frisk, it's anger subsiding for the moment as it watched Frisk look around wildly and the confusion on his face. "I-I'll let you off with a warning this time, you better hope you don't see me again!"

With that, Flowey retreated into the ground, the black and white dimension disappearing with it to leave Frisk in his own confusion, which only lasted a moment. After Frisk calmed himself down from his confusion he looked around the room to notice the dimension and Flowey both having disappeared, leaving him alone for the moment. The moment of silence was interrupted with the sound of footsteps coming down the hallway that was on the other side of the dark room.

"Oh my, a human!"

Thank you, everyone, for making it this far, I hope you enjoyed this first chapter of my Undertale fanfiction and I will update every week from here on, I hope you will stay with me and help me fix mistakes in my work and such. I had trouble with this chapter because I kept writing you and your instead of Frisk and he, please inform me about mistakes in grammar and spelling.