I'm back! Man, has it been a while. Hopefully this story will last longer than the other's I've attempted, but I make no promises. I originally planned to post this to tumblr, but I thought it might be nice to post it on all my accounts so more people can see it (or if people have a preference on where they want to read it).
I'm not sure if I should make this a crossover between the Lorien Legacies and undertale, but since I'm using the undertale universe as more or an au than a crossover I think it'd be better to post it here. Don't worry, you don't have to know anything about the game to understand this. I'll explain everything. You'll be with Ella on this one.
Just a quick warning: there are some pretty dark themes in this, specifically ones about depression and suicide, as well as torture and abuse and ptsd related things later on. I'll include warnings before each chapter if it has anything that could be triggering.
There is a suicide attempt in this, so be warned. And this is just the prologue, regular chapters will be much longer.
Enjoy!
Long ago, two races ruled over Earth: HUMANS and MONSTERS. One day, war broke out between the two races. After a long battle, the humans were victorious. They sealed the monsters underground with a magic spell. Many years later…
Mt. Feldsmore, 201X
Legends say that those who climb the mountain never return…
The mountain's opening was huge, she realized. A lot bigger than it looked from far away. It was probably big enough to swallow her house—a modest two story dwelling, just big enough to fit her family of four comfortably within it. Possibly even their yard, too (it was quite small).
Stepping up to the edge, the small girl peered down into the mountain before her.
It was dark. She didn't even know a place could get so dark. Yes, it was the inside of a mountain, so of course it didn't get much sunlight, but still. This was the kind of darkness that awoke visions of terrifying monsters and terrible evil in her twelve-year-old mind. Her father would've told her it was all her imagination, and that she needn't be afraid, but she couldn't help it.
It was about noon now, and the sun was shining directly into the hole, yet she couldn't see the bottom. She couldn't see anything.
Was she really going to do this?
She startled as the cries of her name rang through the clearing. They were so close. Any minute they'd stumble upon her, and everything would be ruined. They might even stop her, and she couldn't have that. She couldn't bear this anymore.
She couldn't bear to face them if they saw what she was trying to do. Or, not trying, she corrected. Doing.
Her features scrunched up with newfound determination to see her plan through. Carefully, she removed the crumpled sheet of paper from her sweatshirt pocket and set it on the ground, using a rock to hold it in place (they deserved to know why, at least). Then, she straightened up, and stepped closer to the ledge, with her back facing the abyss below. The wind blew her hair wildly around her face, and she closed her eyes.
Five, four, three, two…
"Ella!"
Her eyes opened wide as the headmistress ran out of the trees, hair messy and clothes spattered with mud and leaves, and a few brambles, too. She was followed by some of her classmates. Ella felt bad for making them run after her like this, for making them get all dirty. Involuntarily, she took a step back, and her heel snagged on a root hidden in the dirt. She stumbled back, placing her other foot behind her to steady herself, but there was nothing.
She was falling.
The last thing she saw before she was too far in was her classmates' shocked, and some even tear-streaked, faces as they watched her fall.
Two thirds of the way down, Ella realized she didn't want to die, after all.