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Fiona stood at the kitchen stove, making breakfast. Bombs could be heard outside but she ignored them. After all, they've been at war for more than a year now. Fiona was 17 years old. She had long brown braided hair and hazel eyes. She was an ordinary girl, not unless you count her parents were fighting in North Korea. Fiona tasted the soup she was making and almost choked. It was bitter. Very bitter. She cringed. "Of course I can't do anything about it," she muttered as she filled two bowls with the green cabbage soup. "Shanna time to eat!"

Fiona's little sister Shanna came running out of her little bedroom in the apartment. She was a plain girl with mousy brown hair and brown eyes. She wrinkled her nose when she saw what was for breakfast. "Cabbage soup again?!" she cried. Fiona rubbed her 13 year old sister's head. "It's the best I could do. You know rations are getting low," she said. Shanna nodded and sat down. Fiona sat down as well. They prayed in unison and closed their eyes. Religion was not a big thing in their family but ever since the war started, they have been praying every single day.

"God, please help our country fight," Fiona said. Shanna nodded. The two started eating. "How late did you sleep in today?" Fiona asked. Shanna shrugged. "I think I woke up at around three in the morning," she replied. "I see…" Fiona's voice trailed off. She stopped eating. The noises outside had gotten louder. This struck fear into the 17-year-old. She grabbed Shanna's arm and hastily said, "Pack your bag with what you need and meet me at the front door. Confused, Shanna wiped her mouth with the sleeve of her sweatshirt and nodded.

Fiona sat up and ran for her bedroom. It was small but quaint and tidy. She grabbed her backpack and started shoving books and clothes in it. "Sis?" Shanna called from her room. Fiona shoved a photo in the backpack, zipped it up, and ran to her sister. "Let's go!" she shouted. The noise had gotten louder right now. Shanna grabbed her backpack. BANG! BAM! The wind was knocked out of Fiona as she was slammed against the wall forcefully. She gasped and sputtered as white powder clogged her throat. Her eyes watered.

The 17-year-old looked up and gasped. The wall of the apartment was gone! There was a slight ringing in her ears and she groaned as her back ached from pain. "Shanna?" she called. "I'm right here Fiona!" Shanna called from underneath her bed. She came out. "I think the bed protected me," she gasped. Fiona smiled in relief as she saw her sister climbed out of the piece of furniture, holding a stuffed bunny. Fiona stood and grabbed her backpack. "Let's go," she said as she grabbed her sister. Together the two ran out of the apartment.

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The trek to Mount Ebott was painful. Fiona felt dizzy and her feet felt like weights. But still, she trudged up the hill towards the infamous mountain. "Where are we going?" Shanna asked. "Mount Ebott," Fiona replied. She glanced at other refugees trudging up the hill. "Mount Ebott?!" Shanna squeaked. Fiona nodded. "I've heard there are people there that can help us," she said. Shanna looked down. "I heard people died there," she muttered as she clutched the stuffed bunny tighter.

The two walked in the middle of at least 30 refugees. All of a sudden, a scream rang out: "PLANE!" As soon as that was heard, everybody started shoving each other. A loud roar of a plane could be heard. Fiona's eyes widened as she saw a large metal tube heading towards them. She grabbed Shanna's hand and started racing towards Mount Ebott. "We're not gonna make it," she thought. A person shoved Fiona to the ground and she yelped in pain as people started stepping on her. Luckily, Shanna grabbed ahold of Fiona's arm and lifted her up. The plane was getting closer.

Fiona and Shanna weaved through the crowd of people. The cave was visible now! Fiona cried in relief and started racing to the top with her sister at her heels. "We're almost there!" Fiona cried. Shanna nodded. Finally, they reached it. It was a large cave. And in the center was a hole. A giant hole. Fiona gulped and walked towards it. "We're gonna jump okay?" she told Shanna. Her little sister nodded. Together, hand in hand, the two girls jumped into the hole.

Fiona felt weightless for the seconds she was falling. She felt like a bird, flying towards freedom. As soon as she felt weightless, she felt pain. A shudder of pain all throughout her body. Then, she blacked out. When Fiona awoke, she found her little sister crouching over her. "God, you scared me!" Shanna cried. Fiona sat up and looked around. They did it. They were in Mount. Ebott. Pillars stood, towering over them. And below them, was a pile of golden flowers. "We made it," Fiona said as she tried standing up. But the force of her getting thrown against a wall and then fall 13 feet seem to have an effect on her as she leaned against a wall for support.

Shanna stood up and helped her sister to a doorway. "Are you okay?" she asked. Fiona nodded, but she didn't feel okay. Every step felt like she was walking on glass. And her arm hurt real bad. Fiona glanced at her arm. Blood trickled from it. How had she not noticed? She touched and immediately yelped. She pulled her hand away. Her arm felt like it was on fire. Shanna noticed her discomfort but said nothing. The room they entered was dark. A single golden flower with a face on it sat in the middle. The two sisters gasped. "Howdy!" the flower said. "I'm Flowey! Flowey the flower!" Shanna dropped Fiona in surprise. Fiona yelped when the ground met her.

Her whole body ached. She felt her eyes grow heavy. And then, for the second time, she blacked out. When Fiona awoke. She saw not only her sister standing over her, but a goat woman as well. "Are you alright child?" the woman asked. Fiona tried to answer but her voice wasn't there. "She got hurt real bad," Shanna said. "Our apartment got bombed and we had to flee here." the goat woman nodded but seemed confused. She helped Fiona up. "Here let me heal you," she said as she put her hand to Fiona's wound. Fiona cried out when the goat woman's hand touched her arm but soon she felt no pain at all.

"There. Is that better?" the woman asked. Fiona nodded. "Welcome to the Underground children. My name is Toriel and I am the caretaker of the RUINS." Fiona smiled. "My name is Fiona," she said. "And this is my little sister Shanna." Shanna smiled politely and waved. "Do you have a place we could rest?" she asked. Toriel nodded and gestured towards a door. Fiona noticed the flower was gone.

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That is it for this story! This was just a little drabble I had in mind so I might feel compelled to complete it some other time in the future! I hope you enjoyed it anyway!