Edit -Oct 6th, 3016:

Okay, a recent review (very honest and helpful by the way, RWBYbomb21, thank you so much) brought to my attention something I had forgotten to mention... This fanfiction is really, REALLY cliche. I am aware of it, and later on in this author note I say that this fanfic is well written and has a good plot and etc, it's not. And I amaware of that! There's a serious, good version of this that I intendto post on hereas soon as planning is completed. However, I couldn't wait and decided to write a silly and over-the-top version first. Because that is VERY professional, I know. So, yes, this is ridiculously cliche and just an excuse for my fangirling moments, but I promise there will be a better version... Someday.

Okay, a few things to mention before I get started. This is an AU I'm pretty sure hasn't been technically done... So... Um, yeah. I mean, Human/Monster war is a common topic, but has anyone actually created a timeline for it, with a good plot, grammar, punctuation, logical character placement, and no OCs? Not that I don't put them in my work, in fact most of my work centers on OCs, but come on. Are any of the GOOD, major AU's ever filled with characters not originally in the game? No. Not that I know of, anyway.

Next. I made up the General's speech, but I wrote two versions and put them together. It might be a bit disjointed, but I think it's pretty cool.

Finally. If you like Attack on Titan, you might notice a few things are similar to Eren. It wasn't meant to copy, but as I wrote it definitely reminded me of his life, so just to let you know I'm aware it's like that.

Oh, P.S. I don't know if Frisk has an official last name, so I made one up. Just picked a random last name, okay, so don't get mad.

Okay, that's it. Enjoy.

Chapter One

The General Idea

Frisk stood at attention with all of the other recruits, eager to please her Commander and General, the savior of all humans. For years, the cursed Monsters had been trying to annihilate humankind. Only the Commander and his forces have held them back
for all these years. Frisk had idolized him ever since she was old enough to understand the war, like every other child.

And now, finally, she was old enough to join the cause! Passing through boot camp and the further training was hard for her, but with enough determination, Frisk managed to graduate as the second in her class and was well on her way for promotion even
now.

"Well, I see our future is in good hands, hm?"

The rich voice didn't have to shout to be heard by even the farthest down the ranks, at the end where Frisk was as still as possible. The temptation to lean forward and glance down the line was strong, but her resolve to be a good soldier was stronger.

"All of these promising young soldiers! Mankind could ask for no better."

As the Commander drew closer, Frisk's heart quickened. After years of imagining what he could look like, she would finally see her hero. Though the Commander was THE most well-known human on the Surface, there were no pictures, posters, or images of him.
Only his voice, the most recognizable voice of humankind, was any clue as to his appearance.

"The enemy won't stand a chance against such brave men and... Women."

He had paused in his speech upon meeting Frisk's eyes. The Commander had done so with each young recruit, nodding or smiling in recognition. Each time, the human who received the attention could not stop a smile in return, and though it was against regulation
the General made no reprimand. But when he stepped in front of Frisk...

The General was everything she'd imagined... and more. Chestnut hair that was not in a regulation crew cut, rather in a slightly longer style that wouldn't affect the wearing of a helmet. Crimson, practically glowing eyes filled with determination that
matched, rivaled, surpassed her own. A roguish grin unusual for one of his rank, yet in no way unbecoming. Handsome features, well-chiseled muscles and five nine at the very least. Frisk, through her awe, estimated him to be in his early twenties,
though this should have been impossible. After all, the Commander had been around for nearly double that, all the way since before the war began.

"Town of origin, Cadet Frisk?"

He had glanced down at her ID with an amiable, easy smile.

"E-er... Mount E-Ebott, Sir!"

Frisk mentally cursed at her uncharacteristic shyness. Not only that, but a soldier should never stutter. Especially to someone so... Powerful.

"Ah, my hometown as well, and ground zero. Why did you sign up, Cadet?"

"Sir," Frisk started, determined to make a better impression than moments before, "I joined to serve my species as best as possible. My parents believed in you without a doubt, and I intend to follow in their memory by doing the same. The monster that
destroyed my home, the monsters that destroyed all of our homes... I will kill every last one of them, sir. I swear it!"

Frisk hoped the Commander saw her determination; perhaps he would set her in the front lines, where she could do the most damage. He smiled at her.

"Thank you, Cadet Frisk. I hope we will be seeing more of each other along the line."

With this, her special attention ended and the General continued on. He whispered something to his lieutenant before turning to all of the new soldiers.

"Thank you all,"

He said in his warm voice,

"for your service. Thank you, for your lives. Thank you, my comrades, for your sacrifice."

He turned to face them completely, standing as if ready to battle anything right then.

"From every tribe, nation, heritage, and background, we have united to stand for our lives. This war, this horrible and grueling war, has gone on for nearly two have all lost something to thisfight. Our homes. Our lives. Our families. We have even, some
of us, lost our humanity in the process of trying to save it. But fear not, my fellows in arms, for we will survive this seemingly eternal war! We will emerge from the dust of our brothers, our pasts, and our enemies, and be surrounded by golden,
flowering years of fear, fear at the hands- no, the CLAWS- of our monster enemies, who not only invade our world but seek to eradicate all traces of our lives from this surface. OUR surface! Forgive us I beg our children to come, for what we do now,
we do for freedom, for life, and for LOVE!"

Frisk, and every other person present, cheered wildly. The Commander was truly inspiring, gaze as solid as his unwavering baritone. He entered the War Room as the Unit leaders began organizing the recruits and directing them. Just as Frisk was called
on by a senior officer, the lieutenant who had spoken to the Commander whispered something into his ear. The officer raised an eyebrow, looking at Frisk with disbelief, before muttering a 'yes, sir' and motioning her over.

This... Didn't seem to bode well, Frisk worried.

"The General has requested your presence in the War Room, Cadet Frisk."

Bewildered, she followed the officer into the 'Inner Sanctum' of the Human Defense Militia. Every recruit dreamed of coming here...

And SHE was right outside the door!

"Remember your place, your rank, and your manners."

The HDM War Room was circular and large, with textured scarlet walls and an ebony table in the center of the room with a map etched into the center. Soft, dark crimson carpet covered the floor and several chairs were pushed against the walls. The ones
that weren't were occupied by the General and his three lieutenants. Upon Frisk's entry, the Commander looked up and smiled at her, motioning for Frisk to pull up a chair...

"Come in, join us! So glad you could come, Cadet Frisk. You just might be the key to Humanity's survival."

A faint blush spread across Frisk's cheeks as he spoke, timidly pushing a chair to the table where the three others attempted to stare her down. She met their gazes fearlessly, not afraid of anybody but one in that room. "Sir... If I may."

"You may speak as freely as you like here. No permission necessary, Cadet."

"Sir, I cannot stress enough how thrilled I am to be singled out in such a way. However, I am unsure as to the service I can provide for you. Whatever it may be, I'll do my best, Sir, but surely there is someone better suited for any task you may need
completing?"

Frisk's voice, tentative though it was, carried clearly throughout the room. She was met with a quiet chuckle from the General and scowls from the rest for her perceived insolence.

"You certainly are out-spoken, aren't you? Well, to answer your question, there is no one more suited to this particular mission. We need someone unknown, clever. Someone brave and skillful. I looked at your reports, Cadet. All your teachers were surprised
at the rapid rising up among the ranks you've been doing. Smart, strong, fast, and you haven't made a name for yourself; You're just the person for the job."

His charming smile dazzled Frisk, and she couldn't resist smiling in return. The smile, however, became more serious.

"Now, what I'm going to ask you to do is... Well, for anyone else it would be a suicide mission. I think you can do it, but..."

He lowered his voice conspiratorially and glanced at the scowling men across the table.

"... They think you can't handle it. Can you prove them wrong, Frisk?"

She nodded, meeting his gaze with determination. "Tell me what I must do, General Chara, Sir."

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Well that's quite a surprise!

Or is it?

Did you see it coming? Probably. I tried to keep it a surprise but, oh well, no use delaying it any longer. (Lol Toriel reference) (I'm so funny)

Anyway. This is still being edited- it's not finished! This is the rough draft and I have much to do to work on it!

Next chapter soon!