Alrighty. This is another project of mine. I'll actually try to finish this one. Still relatively new to this, but whatever. Let's go. I don't own anything but my OC and story idea.

He woke up. That isn't a surprise, you do it all the time, but is unusual is that what he see's is a very large hole in the ceiling. It was needless to say that this was far from his standard mornings. In fact, he wasn't even on his bed. He could tell the usual softness he slept on every night apart from the grass he was currently laying quite easily. Sitting up, he looks around, gazing at the unfamiliar landscape with both awe and confusion. Never before had he seen such a sight in his life. Whilst he sits upon the soft ground beneath him, he can only guess as to why he was there in the first place. He had not remembered coming down here, and he was sure he would remember if he was pushed, but alas, it was for naught as he could not recall even a single circumstance that would lead to this situation.

As he stands and gains his bearings, he notices that there is a pathway leading into what seemed to be a building of some sort. Wondering where the path would take him, he walked forward with curiosity overflowing his mind. Right as he made it to the large that was the entrance, he paused, hearing a shuffling sound behind him. Quickly turning around, he was faced with the same canvas that he had awoken in. Curious, and now cautious, he continued onwards, determined to find out where he was and why he felt a strange need to protect himself more than ever.

Flowey stared at the newcomers back with confusion evident in his tiny face. There was another human? While it certainly wasn't impossible, as seven had fallen already, it was supposed to Stay seven. This eighth human would prove to be a serious issue. Not only was it larger than any of the others, it also seemed much stronger than the rest as well. This was currently a pacifist run, as Frisk had already gotten to Snowdin, no doubt battling Papyrus right now. If this human was one that leaned more towards the other types of runs, then this would prove to be a problem. Frisk and Chara had both died before multiple times, Frisk obviously much less, but those were to monsters. If a human would kill them... he didn't want to think about the possibilities. For now, he would stay in the shadows and attempt to watch them both, at least for now.

And with that, he sunk back into the ground.

The human had been exploring the 'Ruins', as he dubbed them, at a leisurely pace. He had found many puzzles in his way exploring the obviously old place, but all were already solved. This served to confuse him further. First there was a simple pressure plate that he would have needed to solve, had it not been done already, then there were switches on the wall, then some more puzzles he passed by with no effort whatsoever. It was disappointing to the young man that he couldn't participate in the puzzles, but he would not go out of his way to reactivate them. He continued on, passing spikes, holes in the walls, and even empty webs with dust inside. He was starting to get agitated. There was obviously life here, but he had yet to see any.

Unfortunately, it was at this moment that he encountered his first Monster.

It was a Froggit, not that he human knew what that was, but was most importantly something new to the human. The oversized frog was hopping around, seemingly looking for something to do when it came into his vision. It noticed him immediately, and angled its head towards the new, yet familiar, form. It had noticed a connection between the old human and the new person, concluding that they were both the same thing. It was secretly filled with pride because of its accomplishment.

Meanwhile, the human was not only surprised by the intruder, but was also now fearful for what it might do. This creature was just like a frog, but much, much larger. They stared at each other for moments on end before the human had decided he had enough. Standing in a defensive posture, he delivered the Froggit a powerful and withering glare. Not only was this effective in solidifying his place above the strange creature, but it had also terrified it, making it hurriedly hop away in fear.

Staring down at his hands, the human pondered if it had gained some type of extreme intimidation. Brushing away such childless thoughts, he continued forward, where he eventually stopped at an odd burnt tree with no leaves. It seemed brunt anyway. Giving it one last look, he continued, finding a home hidden behind the tree. It was hiding something after all. Approaching the house, he noticed it did not have a door. Feeling like it would be rude to barge inside without permission, he knocked on the frame of the door, calling out for anyone who would listen.

He received no answer.

Going against his better judgment, he continued on into the house. Inside was a house that seemed surprisingly normal, considering its exterior. It was mostly tannish, given a few slight acceptations, and definitely gave a homey feel. There was three ways he could go :Right, Left And Down. Right went to a hallway with many doors, left went to a living room area, and down went... somewhere. He chose to go right, as that seemed the safest option available. Right as he was about to clear the corner, he stopped, hearing a muffled sound coming from that direction. With a closer inspection, it sounded like crying. He now had a dilemma on his hands. Should he go and find out what the crying was coming from, or just try to find an exit? After all, that downstairs area seemed to be exit-like. Wait, what was he thinking?! What if it was a child or something that needed his help? He had to find out. Forming a steely resolve, he cautiously leaned his head around the corner.

What he saw was definitely not a child.

What he saw was a very furry person, seated upon a large chair, sobbing her eyes out. He assumed it was a her from the tone she used in her crying. Debating on whether or not he should approach, physics gave him his answer. When he stepped backwards to get a better footing, the board gave a small squeak. Hoping the "Lady" in the next room hadn't heard him. When he looked back around, she was staring directly at him. Freezing in place, not knowing what to do, he stood there, like a statue, until she broke the ever-thick ice.

"Hello?"

'So it was a she'. Finding his bearings, he awkwardly stepped out from behind the wall and into the light, giving a small wave at the end.

"Uh, hey."

When her eyes landed on his, her face showed shock and disbelief. While he had the same thoughts, his face was only an awkward grin. Shaking away her surprise, the Goat-women responded.

"You are a human."

"Uh, yeah."

"This is quite the surprise. Are-are you okay?"

She asked that question while she was still sniffling, so it came out sounding kind of funny, and he couldn't help but chuckle at her. This gained him a stern glare. He stopped.

"Is there something funny?"

"Oh, uh, no Maam. It's just, you said that in a kind of funny way. I'm Jason by the way."

Jason struck out his hand, hoping his calm and respectful demander could win her over. Luckily for him, it did, and she clasped her paw with his hand. Her paw felt very strange in his hand, but comfortable never the less.

"I am Toriel. I apologize for my current state, but I have had to do something I regret recently."

While this sounded ominous to Jason, he passed it off as just accidentally sounding like she just killed someone. Not wanting to intrude, but wanting to know about his safety, he decided to ask her. So, he pulled a chair from the table and slid it over to where she was.

"I'm sorry if I'm intruding here, but what happened?"

"I had to let someone go, even though I knew the risks they would face. I fear for their safety greatly, and I believe I have made the wrong decision in letting them into the Underground by themselves. They are only a child, what was I thinking?!"

At that point she broke into hysterics again, and Jason scooted over and held her, attempting to sooth her. She let a kid go into this place, free to roam? Surely she thought of what might have happened if she did right? Oh wait, she just said that. Now feeling a new found mission in mind, he began with returning her to the normal world. So he gently grabbed her face and lifted it up to where they were in eye contact and delivered his signature move.

"Hey, what's an angel like you crying over something like that?"

Her cheeks went red with embarrassment and she gave a small smile.

"Now you listen here honey, I'm gonna go out there and I'm going to make sure that kid I safe, you hear me?"

When he said that, the smile disappeared and was replaced with a worried frown.

"But you could get hurt. I would never want to wish that upon another, not again."

"Trust me, I can handle my self. Now describe this guy for me."

"Well, she usually wears a blue and purple sweater and has short brown hair. She is also very small."

"Ah, well that clears it up then. It aught to be no problem finding her down here."

"But you do not know what you face. The Underground is the home of monsters, and being a human can be very dangerous. "

"Uh, why? You guys hunting us or something?"

From there she proceeded to explain the conflicts between Humans and Monsters, about the war, the banishment, and the plan for the seven souls. All in all, it did indeed sound dangerous, buy Jason as determined. He would not stop until he found that child and made sure they were safe. After explaining that to her, and having her begrudgingly agree, he gathered the graciously supplied supplies from Toriel, and set off down the stair well, past the super long hall way, and out the huge double doors...

Right into some freezing snow.

Little known fact, Jason was not a huge fan of the snow. He loved it when it got cold, but he hated when snow came. It meant that it was going to get stupid cold soon. Although it did slow him, he was Determined to trudge on, if it meant a child's life was on the line.

He was going to find this lost child, this "Frisk" and make sure they were safe. Even if that meant he was going to get hurt in the process. With that mindset, he began his adventure, not knowing what lies ahead or why he was doing this in the first place. If there was something he was undoubtedly sure about though...

... was that he was gonna have a fun time doing it.

Babam, hope you guys liked it. If you have any questions, feel free to pm me anytime. Beyond that, I hope you guys have a wonderful night.