Hello, and welcome to my first fan fiction. I'm HOPING it will be good, but if it isn't (Which it may very well be), please don't hold anything back in the reviews. After all, tis only through criticism that we can learn to be better! I hope you 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. Ebott, 201x. Legends say that those who climb the mountain never return. However, one did. A small child, named Frisk, managed to delve deep into the underground, and released the Monsters back to the surface. However, there was also another group of Monsters, kept elsewhere, for a far different purpose. At the same time as one barrier was broken, far away, a battle of a different kind was taking place…

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"Please kill my master," the small dog in front of him said. Quote was very surprised to see the creature was still here. He would have assumed that Jenka would have gotten her dogs to safety as soon as the island started falling. Then again, considering her history with this place, it's not too surprising. The dog looked at him again, desperately.

"Doing so will liberate Misery from her eternal curse," he continued. He was annoyed about that, though it also wasn't surprising. To be perfectly honest, Quote was worried about what she'd do after all this. She didn't seem like the best of people, and considering what Misery was responsible for in the past, it wasn't too much to assume she'd do something similar in the future.

"This is the only way a recurrence of the tragedy can be stopped. My master's name is Ballos. He is a man who cannot die… His magic is beyond any control." Ah. So he finally had a name for the threat he had been fighting for so long. When he was sent to the island with Curly, he and the other robots had been given one mission: To eliminate the threat. He could tell immediately when he arrived that the Mimiga were not the threat, though sadly, his less advanced counterparts were convinced otherwise. Then he thought Misery was the threat, but she was just following orders. He thought the Demon Crown might be the threat. But that still had to get its power from somewhere, so when the Doctor became so frantic about the Core being destroyed, he was convinced that he had found the threat. However, even when the Core was destroyed, he could still feel power deep within the island. Now, he knew what the threat was. It was the true monster, the one who had been driven mad under torture and could no longer control his power.

The dog disappeared as soon as he finished speaking, using the same teleportation magic he had seen Misery using so many times. Quote looked to his back, where Curly was still tied on. She was barely able to hold her gun, so there was no use in trying to let her use her legs during the battle. He only hoped she could shoot a few enemies from behind. Time was of the essence. The island was still falling, and his only hope, the only dream of his, was to defeat the one who had caused so much destruction, so that he could save the island. And so, he rushed quickly through the door, into the final chamber.

The room was covered in skulls and bones. If Quote could puke, he would have. Ballos spoke for a while, discussing his madness and his grief, before the fight began. Quote would have felt sorry for him, but for the fact he knew what had to be done. As the fight raged on, Ballos grew more and more powerful. Ballos changed form into a hideous melding of man and rock, his eyes glaring at Quote all the while. Spikes grew from the floor, Butes flew in from all sides with their arrows: It was chaos. In the end, however, Ballos was finally defeated. There was a sudden shake, and Quote fell to his knees as the island stopped falling. However, it wasn't over. Even from beyond the grave, Ballos was still determined not to be defeated. The walls closed in from either side, and it looked almost to be the end, until…

"Hey! There you are! Just like Misery said." It was a Godsend. A minute later, and they would have been scrap metal. He turned to look at his saviour. Curly, who had finally gotten to her feet, looked just as shocked he did.

"You came here to save us!" she exclaimed, as surprised as he was. Neither of them had seen Balrog since he 'Didn't help' them, as he put it, in the Labyrinth. But to be honest, seeing anyone at this point was a miracle to him.

"Hold on tight! Here we go!" Balrog yelled, as he flew through the ceiling head-first, saving us from the crushing walls of death below.

"How's your head?" asked Curly.

"A little beat up…"

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"And now…" Balrog continued as they flew along. The scenery was spectacular as they flew along; the countryside was a bright orange its the fading sun, and the mountains could only compliment the scene. In the distance, Quote could make out a castle, probably as old as the ruins on the island, but much better maintained.

"Now?" Curly asked. It was good that she was caught up with what she needed to know about his story. However, he knew there were parts that not only she didn't need to know, but Quote didn't want her to know.

"What are you gonna do now? I can take you anywhere!" Balrog continued. To be honest, Quote didn't know what he was going to do now. It was the one part of his adventure he hadn't thought about: The end. He hoped that Curly had put a bit more thought into it.

"Well since you asked… Our mission's complete so… I want to live somewhere calm with a nice view." Quote smiled. He liked the sound of that. No matter what happened, he could always count on Curly to pull through for him. They were partners in crime, an iron bond between them. So long as they had each other, he'd never give up.

"Pardon me, but… Um…" Balrog muttered.

"Yes?" Curly replied.

"… Can I go with?" Quote had no qualms about that. After all, they did owe him, and he seemed much nicer than Misery.

"Sure!" she exclaimed, "All three of us, we can live together for sure!" That was another thing he liked about her. She was kind. Even when all of the other robots had been killing the Mimiga, she took mercy on some orphans and raised them as her own.

"Really?!" Balrog almost screamed. He clearly didn't seem to be expecting that answer. Then again, if you had tried to kill someone more times than you could count, it wouldn't be surprising for them not to do you a favour.

"You can even choose the spot where we all live! But take us somewhere nice." she said.

"Gotcha! How about… Over there!" he yelled. Despite this being a big decision, he didn't seem to put much thought into it. Then again, he didn't seem like a deep thinker. Quote couldn't disagree with him though, as he had spotted a really nice spot. It was on a mountain, and there was a large cave beside it. There even seemed to be some people on it, which was good. After all, he didn't want to be TOO far from civilisation. In case there was an emergency.

"Alright. Hang on tight!" Balrog joyfully yelled, as they set off towards their new home, and to greet the people on the mountainside. He hoped they were nice. After all, this was a bright new future. For all of them.