"The Boss Monster escaped!" Leono yells. The hairs of his mane shines a bloody red to show his rage. Her showed his teeth and punched the remenance of the burnt door and sent pieces of wood flying.
"She is headed South-West, Sir. The hounds are tracking her down as we speak." His underling reassures. Leono, still infuriated, turned to reveal his angered face. The small rat underling against a very large lion monster wouldn't make a fair fight. But Leono spared him and walked of to the helicopter along with a few other of his underlings.
"That girl is the only Boss Monster aside from the king and queen. The only species of monster that can combine with other souls! We have spent billions of gold to find her and trillions to make a machine to be able to keep the soul from shattering and transport it to another body. If we lose this girl, it is coming out of our pockets."
Run. Keep Running.
The voice inside my head yells. My feet are killing me. My magic supply is already near empty from fighting out of the hideout but I'm afraid I can't use my magic any longer to boost my speed. I can't even use my fire magic anymore let alone fight. And trust me, I'm a really bad fighter. I need to keep running.
I heard what they were going to do. Extract my soul. I'm pretty sure I need my soul to live.
Life was never a easy task when the hit you in the head so hard you get amnesia. Couldn't they just use chloroform!? I could still feel my head pulsing from whatever the hell they used to bash it with.
I suddenly hear the sound of a helicopter. Quickly, I roll into a small cave, dodging the circle of light from the aircraft.
My heartbeat was non-existant when you run so hard your heart aches. Feet red, hands dirty, hair is a mess. Must have gone to WreckRUs.
I can't stay in here for long. The hounds will find me with my scent and the helicopter flying and trailing me isn't really very helpful.
I poke my head out of the hole and ran to where ever the wind takes me. Hearing the sound of my feet furiously hitting the ground as I try to stop them from hurting.
The ground became muddy - slowing me slightly - and wet. The sight of water pleased me. I could put of the track of those hounds.
Nearing the lake, I see light behind me and hear the noise of dogs. They found me. Damnit!
I dive into the lake. Even if they found me, I need to keep going. Their flashlights illuminate the water and help me see through the seemingly endless blue.
All of the sudden, something big swam pass me. I need to get rid of my problems currently and deal with the consequences of laching on to this thing later.
It speeds through the water like a rocket. It feels me on it. It immediately halts and starts spinning, mostly likely trying to get me off of it.
It was like riding a rollercoaster but with a higher chance of death. It lifted its arm? Leg? Limb? Torso? Reproductive organ? It's hard to tell what exactly I am holding on too on it. I was lifted out of the water. I couldn't hold on anymore. I was catupulted into the air.
Waking up in a bed with bandages around your head doesn't really give any sense of nostalgia. I doubt it was a dream that made me lose my memory. I mean, I still can't remember anything.
I get up. I see a tray with what was used to probably heal my injuries. Bandages on my arms and legs gave me a strange feeling. Someone was touching my body. As in, if this was some perverted old dude, I would be so grateful and pissed.
Heavy footsteps and the floor creaking caught me off guard. I jumped for something I could use as a shield.
Grabbing the tray and readying my magic - fully restored as I slept - only to see a woman.
Another Boss Monster! Just like me, she had horns and a certain firestorm welling up in her eyes.
Of course, she was a different person. We had our differences. I had brunnette hair, she had blonde hair, I had tan skin, she had pale skin, I was really short, she was really tall. By short and tall, I mean really short and extremely tall. I was about 5ft while she was a few inches over 8ft.
"Oh, you are awake." Her voice was beautiful. So soothing and harmonious that I could fall asleep again. She approaches and I quickly snap back into combat mode. I hated fighting. I wanted to talk things out as much as possible but I'm currently in a wrecked state.
"No need to be afraid, child. I was the one that found you and fixed you up." She says and sits on the edge of the bed. She wore a deep magenta sweater and long black kacky pants. A gentle smile on her face calms my tense state. "Do you have a name, little one?"
I understood why she uses the term "little one" and "child". Boss Monsters stop ageing at 30 until they have children. I know that I haven't been around for thirty years yet since my female physique isn't enough to be seen as it. Probably twenty-two give or take. She must have been around for a few hundred years to be able to call someone that and still look that young.
"No. I-I mean, I don't know. I don't remember." I reply. Her smile fades and a saddening look in her eyes calms the fire in her iris. "Amnesia?" She says. I nod. She smiles again the fire in her eyes begin to glow. "Well, I am Toriel. This is my home. You are welcome to stay here as long as you like. I will help you get back up on your feet."
I was dumbfounded. This lady is going to help a complete stranger. It is either that she is very prepared or very kind. Maybe both?
She pulls me up by the hand and leads me to another room. Her house was cozy. The tan walls and brown floor gave off a relaxing ambience. The large chair in front of the fireplace beside a small table with a book and reading glasses on top is extremely comfy looking.
A scent of delicousness suddenly exploding into my nose. Was that pie?
I turned to where the source of the scent was and sweet Asgore!
"I hope you like pie!" Toriel says. She lets go of my hand and gives a gesture to me that means "Go ahead".
After the astounding delicacy known as butterscotch-cinnamon pie I looked into the bookshelf. She had a lot of books in store. Scorpio Races... The First Carrier... Dragon's Eye... Cryptic Hunters...
Toriel was currently catching up on her book by the fire which she started up with some fire magic. Her humility would be the death of me. Her humble little home will be my grave. The thought of spending my whole life couped up here had some pros and cons. Those people would eventually find her. And since they are aiming for Boss Monsters, Toriel will also be a victim. But spending every hour here wouldn't be so bad otherwise. I'm sure Toriel knows of a little town we could socialize and make friends in. Maybe somebody recognizes me and helps me get my old life back.
Speaking of socializing... how are the folks here? Are they like Toriel? Kind, loving, and helpful. I can't get my hopes up too high. But it would be nice to meet some good people. Maybe even my prince charming in it.
"Ms. Toriel?" I say in a near whisper volume. She turns her head to me and smiles. "Yes, dear. Is there anything you want?"
"Is there any place I can, y'know, see other people. Like, a little village or something." I respond and look to the left in a little shame. "Ah yes, there is a large village West of here. Snowdin. I don't go there often but it is quite a lovely town. It is on the chilly side so I should prepare a coat for you. And I don't want to sound hasty or wanting you out of here but maybe we could even set you up a nice home there if you want." Toriel replies. She closes her book and heads for her room to look for any clothes that would fit me.
"Oh by the way, you look tired. Your room is down hall, second to the last but if you want to take a bath first then go in the last room." Toriel says before disappearing into her room.