Chapter 1

Long ago, two races ruled the earth: Humans and Monsters.

One day, war broke out between to two races.

After a long battle, the monsters were victorious. They sealed the humans underground with a magic spell.

Many years later. . .

Legends say that monsters who climb the mountain never return.

Name the fallen monster.

[Chara]


Frisk was a small, lonely monster. She had stunted growth, making her small for a boss monster her age, she was fourteen, her height being 3'10. Because of this, her parents could care little for her. They choose to pamper her younger, perfect sister, Catherine.

Her sister, though younger than her, treated her like a servant. Although she didn't boss Frisk around all the time, thanks to their babysitter, a ghost monster named Sheika.

Sheika was the brightest light in Frisk's world. She would spend the most time with the small monster, teaching her things about the world. She showed her that there was light in this world, and she should always see the good in people.

And then her parents decide that Frisk was old enough to watch over her sister. Frisk, taking Sheika's teachings to heart, looked for the good in her sister. In turn, her sister, who had the same lessons, could care less.

And then, one day, when the family was picnicking at the base of Mount Ebbot, they had forgotten their strawberries, and so ordered Frisk to go look for Ebbot Strawberries on the mountain, even though they were not in season.

And so begins our tale.


Frisk ran about the forest on all fours, strawberry basket carried by her long tail. She jumped over ancient roots, leaped over small rivers and streams, and bounded over old rocks that were in her path. Her basket was empty, devoid of the strawberries she was sent to pick. She could not find any, as it was not strawberry season, and the cold autumn air ruffled her white fur and her brown hair. Her ears flew behind her, dragging against the wind.

Her family had sent her to collect strawberries in the forest high above the base of Mount Ebbot. Her family cared little for the ancient warning of the mountain's legend. They had visited the higher forest many times, usually camping and picnicking, and during strawberry season to escape the other monsters and to hoard more of the delicious berries the mountain produced.

However, as they had cleared their berry patch they usually visited long back in the summer, they had to send Frisk up to the more dangerous and ancient woods that nestled on Mount Ebbot's peak. Although, they always sent her here, in the summer, as they could care less for her safety and the cared more for the more delicious strawberries that grew up here.

But she had never gone this deep in the forest. She only was here because all the berries in the usual patches had disappeared, most likely picked off by the monsters or animals who lived this high up and cared less for the society below.

Frisk halted to a stop, her eyes catching a sparkle in a nearby cave's groaning maw. Here there were little trees, but there were some. Standing on her feet, Frisk tip-toed towards the maw, weary of any monsters who would attack. However, as she realized that the shiny, sparkling thing was hanging off a thick vine, hanging above a seemingly bottomless hole, she took the basket from her tail and hung it on the tree nearest to her. Even if she didn't return with strawberries, her family would forgive her if she brought this shiny thing.

Crawling slowly to the hole, Frisk spotted a rather sturdy vine leading over to the vine with the shiny thing- a heart shaped pendant that glittered, the red made out of ruby and the rim and chain out of gold. Catherine would love it.

So, climbing onto the sturdy vine, she scurried over to the pendant and wrapped her tail tightly over the vine, swinging upside down and letting go of the vine to grab the pendant.

Successfully grabbing it, Frisk hung it around her neck, before grabbing back onto the vine and trying to swing herself back over.

Snap.

The next moment, she was falling down the hole. Frantically, the small boss monster wrapped her tail around another seemingly sturdy vine, bouncing as she successfully saved herself.

Looking down, she found that she could see an odd light- lanterns- down at the bottom, illuminating a small patch of peonies, a flower that Frisk was accustomed to, as it was the flower typically found in her village.

However, she had to get back up to the top of the hole. Looking up, she could see clearly that the stone walls were cracked, but rather smooth, so she couldn't climb up.

Below her, the vine creaked. For a second, Frisk thought that she was too far up to survive the fall. In the next second, she was falling towards the ground, more specifically the bed of peonies, and when she hit them, she blacked out.


Frisk was sore- and bleeding in some places- when she awoke. Groaning, she fumbled around her neck, finding- and remembering- that she had the pendant there. She then reached to her side, patting and looking for her small satchel, which she then realize that she had left it at home.

Slowly, the small boss monster got on all fours, using her tail to steady herself as she stood up on her feet. Soon, she looked about the room, and noticed the lanterns lead deeper into the cavern. But, as she looked about, she found a stick. Smiling, she grabbed the stick, but used her tail to hold it so her hands would be free to roam about.

She took a step, and then yelped with pain, looking down at her clawed toes. One of them was broken, and she hastily used her nomance healing magic to heal it. She also healed her other cuts and bruises. Then, she took another step and then another, inching her way down the path the lanterns showed.

Soon, she was at an archway. Looking in, Frisk was surprised to see that a flower monster lay in the next room. She frowned, as flower monsters usually prefered meadows to under mountains, and there were none like this one of the ones she'd seen before. No, he- she could tell though some odd magic sense- was a peony flower monster, and based on what Frisk remembers seeing, peony flower monsters did not exist.

Tilting her head, Frisk entered the room, grabbing the attention of the flower monster. He turned towards her, a surprised face quickly changing to a warm and friendly face- but Frisk could see that underlining it was unfriend intent.

"Howdy!" the flower monster spoke, surprising the small boss monster, for she had not expected his high-pitched voice. "I'm Flowey! Flowey the flower! You're new to the Underground, aren'tcha?"

Underground? Was that really what this place was called? Slowly Frisk nodded, keeping quiet.

"Well, someone ought to show you how things work down here!" Flowey chuckled. "I guess little old me will have to do!"
Before Frisk could say no, she was drawn into a FIGHT. Before her fluttered her upside down, red soul. In front of flower, however, was no soul, which made Frisk frown.

"See that heart? That's your soul, the very culmination of your being!" Flowey said, pointing to the little red heart with a leaf on his steam. Goodness, he thought she was a foolish little kid, didn't he? Frisk guessed he didn't realize by her horns that she was a teenager. "Your soul starts off weak, but grows strong by gaining LV!"

Frisk felt a pit of dread fill her stomach. Yep, he definitely thought she was too young to know what LV was.

"What does LV stand for?" the flower continued. "Why, LOVE, of course! And down here, LOVE is shared through little white… 'friendliness pellets!' You want some LOVE, don't you?" Frisk shook her head no, very quickly. "Well, I'll share some with you! Move around and catch as many as you can!"

The "friendliness pellets," bullets actually, slowly flew towards Frisk's soul. Quickly, though, she dodged them. She had been in FIGHTs before, of course. This caused Flowey to look… a little unamused at her actions.

"Hey, buddy," Flowey said, his face morphing into annoyed yet happy, although Frisk still did not sense any happiness from the flower. "you missed them. Let's try this again."

Once more he summoned his bullets. Once more, Frisk dodged them.

"Are you braindead?" Flowey huffed. "Run. Into. The. Bullets! I-I mean friendliness pellets!"

Again, Frisk dodged, getting an eerie feeling from the flower.

Suddenly, Flowey's face morphed into a grim, joyless yet amused face. "You know what's going on here, don'tcha?" he said, his voice deep and menacing, causing Frisk to start shaking. "You just wanted to see me suffer." Suddenly, a ring of bullets surrounded Frisk. "DIE." And then there was the evil laugh.

Frisk frantically tried to see an opening for escape. She could just duck- but her soul wouldn't follow, it couldn't move up or down. There was no way out.

And then, just as one brushed against her and she felt a sting of pain- a cooling feeling of healing washed over her, as a fireball burst to life besides to flower. Flowey looked at it for a moment, but then the fireball rammed into him, causing him to be tossed out of the FIGHT with a rather amusing face and sound, causing Frisk to giggle quietly.

But, who had saved her? Expecting to see a monster, Frisk was met with the sight of a hairless, except on her head, monster, reminding her of a hairless monkey and- oh goodness, had she found where the humans had been sealed?

"What a terrible creature, torturing such a poor, innocent soul," the woman said, her face that of anger. Then, she smiled at Frisk. "Worry not, my child, I am Toriel, caretaker of the Ruins. I come this way to see if anyone has fallen down. Come, now, I shall lead you through the catacombs."

The FIGHT ended, leaving Frisk wondering just what had she gotten herself into.


And on the surface, Frisk's family had realize the mistake they had made as they discovered her basket, brought by a forest dwelling monster, empty and without the small monster carrying it.

The family wept when they realize that they had not taken care of Frisk like they should have.