That concludes the long intro, folks. Here we go!
Chapter 1: Imagineer Graduation Day
A note from the author: I'll be referring to Frisk as a singular "they," because the character is supposed to have an ambiguous gender, from what I've read about Undertale. Also, Frisk will be about 16 years old in this setting. Anyways, on with the story.
Imagineer Order Headquarters
Planet Coruscant, Galactic City, Freedomland
Before The Cataclysm
"Frisk! Wake up! Open your eyes!"
"Huh? I was trying to sleep..."
"It's Graduation Day! We'll be late for the ceremony if we don't hurry up with our morning routine!"
Sora was trying to get his best friend and longtime partner Frisk out of bed, since they had overslept. The two were junior members of the Imagineer Order, an organization best known as the guardians of peace and justice in the multiverse.
After years of studying and training from an unusually young age, they were finally going to become official members. It was going to be a big day, one where younglings and apprentices accepted their new burdens and responsibilities, and threw a big party afterwards to celebrate their investiture and take some of the pressure off.
After waking up, putting on their clean clothes, and leaving their dorm rooms, Frisk and Sora rushed to the cafeteria for breakfast and inhaled some eggs, sausage and potatoes, then chugged a glass of berry juice.
On the way to the Ceremony of Investiture, where new Imagineers were going to be sworn in, the pair stopped at various sections of the headquarters to say good morning to everyone.
First, Sora and Frisk paid a visit to Captain Han Solo, one of the Imagineers' ace pilots, at the Super-Vehicle hangars.
"Oh, if it isn't my two favorite teenage mavericks!," Solo said to them. "How are things? Did you get breakfast?"
"We sure did!," Frisk replied. "Wait a minute, how come you and your spaceship are surrounded by talking, tool-using woodland animals?"
Solo shook his head in woe.
"As you can see, the Millennium Falcon is in really bad shape. I hired some of Snow White and Bambi's Forest Critter Crew to help me fix the damn ship, but we keep running into errors and mechanical problems EVERYWHERE. Thumper, hand me that wrench! Stella, Flower, use your spray to lubricate those pistons! Bambi, let Chewbacca hammer those bolts! Also, Rocket Raccoon, gather the sea otters so they can replace the barrels of our quad cannons!"
"I'm NOT A RACCOON!," Rocket shouted. Solo just ignored him.
Sora facepalmed.
"It looks like a freaking mess. Honestly, you should get someone else besides the forest critters to do your work. Have you heard anything from Luke Skywalker yet?"
"One topic at a time, Sora. First of all, I don't have anyone else on hand to fix the Falcon, everybody is either attending the ceremony, or they're too busy with their own matters. I have to make do with Bambi, Thumper, Rocket, and friends. Second of all, Luke is one of the people helping Peter Pan prepare his big speech for the ages, announcing all the new Imagineers being inaugurated. Speaking of which, that's you! You'd best get going!"
Frisk turned and ran, waving back at Solo.
"Bye! We'll see you afterwards!"
Next, Frisk and Sora stopped at the Jedi instructor's room, where younglings were practicing their lightsaber skills by deflecting mild laser bolts, while wearing helmets that blocked their vision. It was a hard and grueling training lesson, because your rear end would constantly sting from the laser burns, but it was necessary for Jedi to develop their lightning reflexes.
The Master giving the lesson to the children was none other than Anakin Skywalker, the father of the famous Jedi pilot, Luke Skywalker, and in many ways, one of Freedomland's greatest heroes.
(In this timeline, HE DID NOT join the Sith and become Darth Vader.) Anakin remained a Jedi, and became one of their most respected and skilled leaders.
"Sora, Frisk! What a pleasant surprise! Kids, take off your helmets say hello to your future Masters!"
They all removed their training helmets, and greeted the two.
"Welcome to our class, Master Sora and Master Frisk!"
"I'm honored to be here, little soldiers," said Sora. "Your class is going great! Keep up the progress!"
Anakin wasn't too keen on letting the pair miss their graduation ceremony, though.
"Oh, I remember what today is! You'd best keep walking, my young comrades! You don't wanna be late to the biggest moment of your life! Oh, and say hello to my son for me! I'm so proud of him for helping with the special occasion!"
And so they hurried out of there.
On the way still, Sora and Frisk came across a massive garbage disposal operation, a typical display of Coruscant's urban pollution, with almost a thousand Wall-E (Waste Allocation Load Lifter Earth-Class) robots compacting trash and delivering it to a bulk transport to be launched into the vast void of space.
"I'm so glad the city knows how to clean up," Frisk commented, somewhat sarcastically.
Lastly, the two friends passed by another training room, but with the floor mat of a dance class. Mulan, Black Widow, Pocahontas and Kim Possible were inside, along with royal heiresses, Snow White, Elsa, Little Red Riding Hood, Cinderella, Aurora, Jasmine, and Rapunzel.
"Isn't that a special operations spy program exclusively for ladies?," Sora asked Frisk.
"Not sure. Let's watch what they do."
Inside the room, Mulan got out a training dummy, made from heavy hickory wood, very good at withstanding shock and pressure... and punched a hole straight through it with her bare fists. Kim Possible made her own demonstration by leaping in the air and breaking apart several flying bricks, all in one go.
"Oh my! We gotta see more from these women later," Sora said, in shock and awe.
"Well, the graduation ceremony is just around the corner!," Frisk told him. "We made it!"
10 minutes later... in the HQ's central auditorium
The place where the graduation ceremony was being held, was filled to the brim with seats occupied by all kinds of diverse sentient beings that worked for the Order, as well as the Imagineers themselves. Humans, fantasy races, aliens, monsters, living toys, anthropomorphic animals, droids, and whatever else you can think of, made up the audience as a whole.
And of course, everyone was blabbering ceaselessly, because the ceremony hadn't begun yet and nobody was telling them to be quiet.
On the central stage of the auditorium was the High King Mickey Mouse himself, as well as his trusted advisor, Donald Duck, and his best friend, Goofy.
The audience immediately stopped talking when Mickey pulled out his microphone and started to speak. After all, it is rude to interrupt a king.
"Alright, fellas, haha! Quiet down for a little while, okay? Peter Pan will be here in a few minutes to give his speech. Aside from that, there will be a huge party to celebrate the ascension of our newest official Imagineers."
There was a few seconds of silence.
Then Mickey said, "Oh look! Here comes Peter Pan right now! An adventurer is never late, and neither is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to, haha!"
And as the Mouse said that, the original inspiration for Link from Hyrule came walking in, and he stood at the podium. He then began to speak in a way much more eloquently than anything expected from a teenager.
"My fellow Imagineers... on this day, we come to see the Order grow. For a thousand generations, we have stood proud here on Coruscant, the center of Freedomland, bringing together races and species of all kinds in the name of peace and justice."
"Our task, and chief mission: To protect those who cannot protect themselves, to support, educate and house those that seek our aid, and to encourage accord and tolerance between those that aspire to it."
"Today, in the name of peace, and to the cause of democracy, we welcome our newest compatriots, and trust each of them with wielding our two greatest handheld tools... The Lightsaber, and the Dreamforge."
"Today, we spread our wings, take flight, break our limits, and conquer the abyss, discovering the unknown, going where no one has gone before!"
The audience applauded as the newest members of the Imagineer Order lined up to receive their gifts, tools that were the marks of their responsibility in the multiverse.
Frisk and Sora were at the front of the line, and received red and green lightsabers respectively, (Red for Determination, and Green for Kindness.) The Dreamforge was also a portable device, capable of manipulating matter of any kind, and bringing thoughts to life by harnessing some kind of physical or mental action, anything from running in circles to solving equations.
It was a glorious day, and a time for celebration... but, as you know already, this story ultimately does not have a happy beginning. It was all too good to be true.
In the midst of all the merriment, nobody noticed the invisible stormtrooper with a thermal detonator bomb strapped to his armor, who revealed himself in the MIDDLE OF THE SEATING AREA!
Happiness turned to horror!
Smiles turned to looks of despair!
Cheering turned to screams of agony!
AND...
EVERYTHING CHANGED WHEN THE NAMELESS EVIL ATTACKED!
