Chapter one
"He's been dead for several months now, I have to do something." I think to myself as I sip at my tea absentmindedly. "I want to fight it...that thing that killed him." By now I've managed to finish my tea, and I'm just tracing the rim of the mug with my lips. "I'll have to train myself up first. I can't fight that thing now, I'm too weak" moment of silence "Ok then, it's settled. I'll begin training tomorrow." I look out the window- it's dark and cold out there. I look at the reflection of myself. Long brown hair, light brown eyes, dark skin. I'm wearing a pink sweater and some jeans, like usual.
The next day I take up a very old and dusty training dummy. My parents wanted me to learn how to defend myself without hurting anyone, but of course little me didn't care that much. Little me would rather be with friends, playing games or be outside. My parents didn't force me either. Looking back, I probably should have trained, then my best friend wouldn't have died because of my stupid actions.
I miss him, I miss him so much. I miss his smile, his laugh. I miss that he would call me early in the morning just so we could go on a walk, even if I hated it. I miss his blue eyes and light brown hair. One time I tried making a scarf for myself, but I didn't really like the result and he took it instead. He always had that scarf with him, even if he didn't need it.
I have now put up the training dummy. I have no weapons so I took what was the fastest to get my hands on, a kitchen knife. I didn't want to break the dummy so I started with punching it. It just felt... weird. I figured if I want to train, I can't only train attacks. I started buying the things I needed. I also took some classes to train attacking in other ways. It's easier to train with someone than completely alone.
It's been two years since he died now. Around this time, he should be 25 years old. I'm about to walk down to the place where he died, it's an old school with a broken metal fence around. It isn't legal to be there actually, it's the side the monsters live in. At this moment there's no-one guarding it, it's because there's a war on the other side of the street. But I know it, I know the monster who killed Storm is on this side. This monster doesn't care about being free, they only care about scaring people. Killing people. I don't know why they do it, they have no reason to.
I find myself in front of a huge wall. It's the thing that separates the humans from the monsters. If this were happening a few months ago, I wouldn't even be able to climb over, but because of my training I manage to get over it because of a tree right beside it on our side. I'm on top of it right now, I can tell it's weaker than it was before. It feels as though it could crumble at any moment. They will probably break it too, tomorrow. I get down, the school is a good part away from the wall. When I reach the school I see a shadow right where I saw him die. It's that piece of shit that killed him and they seem to remember me. They see the knife I'm holding in my right hand. They smile, a sick and twisted smile that makes my stomach turn.
I was supposed to go tomorrow and I will too, I just need to see how they attack. I managed to dodge most of their attacks, and I make sure not to attack back. After a while I got too hurt and must flee from the battle. I get home through the other side because the wall is already broken on that side. When I get home, I eat to regain my strength, take a nap after putting some bandages and begin practicing so his attacks are easier. The next day I take some supplies with me so that I have something to use if I get too many hits landed on me. I walk down the road, there are only small houses here. In the city, where the war is happening, there are tall buildings. The wall is only a short while from here, it still takes a while to get there.
When I arrive where the wall is supposed to be, it's already broken, just as I thought it would be. I walk a little more and there it is. It's barely a school anymore- it's a dump full of trash with a broken building behind it. When I get right in front of it they're there still. They seem to take notice of me standing there. "Here again, huh?" they say with a sharp voice. I can feel shivers down my spine, they're so disgusting. They killed my friend and deserve to pay for it.
After a lengthy battle, I have the upper hand. I'm badly damaged but I can only attack. I begin swinging my knife to attack one last time but someone grabs the hand holding my knife. I look up and there was a skeleton. He had something that, at first, seemed like eyes but when I looked closer seemed almost glass like. He had a long blue jacket, black pants and a purple and pink scarf. He was slim and tall.
"Are you crazy" he said with a soft voice. He sounded exactly like my Storm, I feel my heart ache. "What?" I said pissed because he had stopped me. "If you kill them, you'll end up getting killed yourself." he whispered this time, I tried saying something back but couldn't think of anything. "They don't care if they have to kill or threaten people to find you, but they will find you and kill you." he said as he released my hand. In the corner of my eye I could see an attack coming towards us. I didn't know what to do, I completely froze and closed my eyes out of fear and panic.
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It didn't hit me, I'm not dead. I open my eyes to see that the guy who warned me blocked the attack. But why? He had no reason to. He grabbed my arm and began running away from there. When we were a good while away from the school he asked me where I lived. He followed me home. I asked where he lived and he answered that he couldn't live there anymore because of what he just did. I don't quite understand why but when he was about to leave I asked if he wanted to stay here for a while. He looked back at me and smiled. "I'd love to. Thank you." he said.
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Fucking Jesus lord and Christ, saviour of all. THAT'S A LOT! HOLY SHIT! This is the first chapter too. I'm crying. Edit: I'm currently rewriting a bit because it's not a undertale fan thing anymore. So if you see this it means I've changed it UwU.
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A tale of two!
FantasyThe story of my oc's Storm and Tiffany and the things they went through.