Chapter 1
People. Everywhere.
I hate people. Like people can go fuck themselves. But I was here on a mission and. Damn it, I was going to finish it!
So here I am. At the ass end of a protesting crowd. Facing a poorly made stage at the top of Mt. Ebbot, with my trusty backpack and hiking boots, sipping from my water bottle. I mean who the fuck decided that it was a good idea to have a press conference at the top of a MOUNTAIN?! Fucking monsters, that’s who. Those creatures that crawled out of this damned mountain.
That’s right. Monsters. They popped out of the mountain like daisies a year ago. Explaining that they wanted peace, and to live topside. Explaining about a war thousands of years ago and that we humans trapped them down there. Preaching that were merely made of dust and magic. Magic of all things, like it was the absolute truth. What was the word I’m looking for…? Doesn’t matter, but they expect us to understand? THEN one of them actually used the stuff and BOOM they were on lockdown. The monster lifted a kid by some force and had them on the ceiling upside down for god sake! Then proceeded to fling bones at the kid! BONES! People thought it was all ropes and wires but the government immediately put military control on the situation. They had them on lockdown under the mountain again. Good. The things need to stay where they belong.
Sadly that’s why I was here. After a year of talks the monsters finally widdled the government down. The fuckers showed them that they meant no harm. Preaching of peace, love, and hope. Disgusting. I was disgusted with my people and their weaknesses. And those damn…..THINGS.
Today they go free. They decided to have a press conference to explain more and answer any more questions on magic. the best part was that the questions about Monsters will be answered by the king and queen themselves. Apparently a gang of monsters who were the first out of the cave volunteered to be demonstrators. Whatever that means. Doesn’t matter though. I was here for a reason. Holding my makeshift sign that read "BACK TO WHERE THEY BELONG", I shouted with the other protesters. "Our ancestors believed it so do I!" "Back to hell!" "Think of the children!" though I think we were too far from the stage for them to hear.
The stage was set in front of the entrance to the underground. A curtain placed the view of it of course. They were probably using it as a back room of sorts. There were six seats set up in the background and a podium front and center. Press was set to be the only people in front of the stage and the protesters were not allowed admittance by the military police. Priviaged SOB’s…
security got tighter. Police and the "Royal Guard" filed out from the back of the stage and made a grid around the stage. Fuck. That was a lot of security. How...?!
I was thinking a mile a minute as a cast of different monsters came after the Royal Guard. A female looking blue fish marched out scanning the crowd with a watchful gaze. She had light armor on that looked fancier then the Royal Guard’s. She must be important… a yellow dinosaur came close after Fish Lady. Yup that’s her name now. I smirked at the thought. The Dino looked nervous, visibly shaking. Her eyes kept to the floor or on Fish Lady. Two different sized skeletons followed behind them. The tall one looked confident and excited looking over the humans with a smile. I shuddered. It does know that most humans here weren't shouting profanities at it right? What the actual fuck? The Smaller one kept a grin on his face as he watched the crowd from the corner of his eyes. He looked uneasy and on guard. Is he walking strategically placing himself in front of the taller skeleton…? It’s smarter than the other at least… both of them seemed more comical to me than a threat. I pushed them out of my mental list of things to worry about.
All of them seemed pleasant and friendly. But that was their plan, wasn’t it? They wanted Humans to accept them into our homes and break bread. But I knew that the best spy jobs were done from the inside. I would know.
‘ok calm down you got this.’ I told myself as I put down my backpack and fished out my camera and press badge. I made sure no one saw me as I up them on and made my way to the gate of the press entrance. It went without a hitch and I got in. though they still kept their eyes on me. Well I was late to the party after all…
After another security check, it was finally time for the King and Queen to show themselves. They walked out looking regal, with eyes sweeping the crowd. Goats. Of all things. You have goat to be kidding me. Heh… Why do they have to look like goats…? Both towered over the crowd and the others on the stage. Walking forward the king stepped up to the podium fitted with a gazillion microphones basically duck taped to it and took a deep breath and breathing it out slowly.
“Welcome everyone. Thank you for coming to this historic hand happy day. Us monsters are very excited to join your kind up on surface today!” the king started talking but for you it was time for action. I placed my backpack down and fished for my camera and press badge. I found them and put them on and walked to the press guard. “We know you are all curious about monsters. So we will be explaining about our magic and about monster and human souls.” I got passed the guard and made my way to the front as best I could. The press was basically pushing each other to get their answers first. Pushing back most of them found out that I was stronger. After a little more prodding and pushing I finally got to the front. Not close enough though… damn it. “We will all be taking turns taking questions. But please one at a time. We will be calling out who we wish to answer. I will start. Ah, yes you there!” the King grinned pointing at someone in the crowd.
“If you're made of magic what makes you solid?”
“U-um I can answer t-that.” The yellow dino answered. “I-it is because the dust in out bodies is compacted. It’s the magic that holds the dust together and gives us the ability to move and have personalities. For us magic is like human’s DNA. We receive our traits and personalities through our parents combined magic. M-monster m-mating is a whole nother story I will n-not be b-bringing up today.” Was she blushing?! Monster mating?! I thought they Spawn! This is way worse!
“If you are made of dust and magic how are the… e rm sorry I don’t mean to offend but how are the skeletons able to keep together?”
“easy. mmmmmmagic~~” The short skeleton said from his seat. His hands were making jazz hands. Some people in the press chuckled. His forever grin widened. (If that’s even posable) the question forgotten for now.
More questions were asked. I didn’t care to listen. I needed an opening…
“We were told by government officials that Souls were real. Can you explain more about them?”
“Ah, yes right to the point then. Souls are very much real. We actually wanted to demonstrate it to have a visual introduction to it. My good friend Sans…” he gestured to the smaller skeleton, who stepped forward. He had his hands in his pockets with the same stupid grin on his… skull? Ugh. “ Offered to help demonstrate. Though I would like to invite a volunteer to the stage as to show that it’s not all a show of trickery”
My hand shot out the instant he offered the chance on the stage. This was perfect. The stupid beasts were basically offering themselves up to get hurt.
“Young lady, in the front! Thank you for eagerly allowing us to demonstrate this! Lesser Dog please escort her up here?” the king asked one of his guards. He was so polite and cheery, it made me sick. I glanced at the skeleton. He was looking at me, like he was trying to figure me out. Good luck with that monster.
A… dog…? A dog about my height lopped up to me as the crowd made room for it. It bowed to me and held out its hand(paw???). It was kidding right?
‘Keep appearances. Don’t blow cover now.’ I reminded myself, and took its paw/hand. I strived to not snatch my hand back as it took me through the security officers and onto the stage. It stood me on the left side of the stage.
The skeleton was already on the opposite side, looking me over. I felt somewhat violated as it looked at me. He didn’t look as much as I expected it to look. You know, like the living dead? But it didn’t. It’s bones seemed bleach white. Eyes were like little... Lights? That followed you. It wore a blue hooded jacket and a black t-shirt with black jogger shorts. Wait… why. What the hell is he wearing hot pink slippers for?! I looked back to his skull to see he was smirking at you. How can it even MAKE facial expressions?! I couldn’t help it. With your left hand that wasn’t facing the press I flipped it the bird. It’s smirk turned into a full on grin.
imoved my attention back to the king and queen. Holy carp (heh) were they bigger then I thought! They towered over even the taller skeleton and even THAT was saying something! All of these monsters, except this… Sans and Lesser Dog, absolutely TOWERED over my measly 5 foot 7 inches! This was NOT good.
Abort…?
“Thank you for volunteering young lady. Might I ask what your name is?” the king asked.
“I actually would politely decline giving my name for personal reasons” There. That was not insulting, right?
“Very well, then.” The king smiled. Oh thank god. “Sans here, is the weakest here out of all of us. It is also why he volunteered to do this. Sans, if you would…”
“sure.” it answered, and looked back at me. “you are going to feel something pull at you right here” it pointed at its chest. “but don’t worry it’s just my magic. then you will hear and feel a pop. that will be your soul coming out of you. don’t worry. i’m no heart breaker.” He winked at me. Oh FUCK NO. EW. I mentally cringed. “not as long as I have your consent to do this?” I nodded. He looked eager to get started. “then are you ready?” I nodded again. “alright let’s get this show on the road.”