AN: Hi guys! I'm trying a thing. This is probably going to fail but… I don't care.

In a store known as Dust Till Dawn, two young teenagers were inside, doing different things. A young girl with a red hood… And another teenager the same age, wearing a blue sweater with purple stripes, and brown old shorts, Frisk… Frisk searched through the magazines, looking for the one the wanted. Once they did they grabbed it and looked up from the rack.

Outside the dust store and to the left was a tavern known only as Grillby's. And inside said building was a 17 year old with pale skin and bone-white hair, this was Sora, who usually went by Sans. "More please." He begged, with his voice much deeper than it should be for someone his age, and sounding like it belonged to someone that wasn't… Well alive, like a skeleton or something.

"Sans… You know I can't. You're only allowed in here because you don't drink alcohol. But if I give you any more ketchup… I'll be all out." The lion Faunus sighed, his mane covering up his entire face, looking like a flame.

"I know… I just want more! Can I at least have some water then?" He asked.

"That I can do." He nodded passing him a glass of water.

"Thanks…" He mumbled before a crash came from outside, along with a loud shout. "Frisk." He said worried, walking out of the door, slightly drunk looking.

Nearby Grillby's and Dust Till Dawn, there was a local gym, inside it was another 17 year old using the equipment to train, Paul, who usually went by Papyrus. "NYEH HEH HEH! I SHALL NOT LOSE TO YOU EVIL PUNCHING BAG!" He shouted, punching the punching back as hard as he could, oblivious to the commotion outside the building.

Frisk fell out of the window, being blasted through the window by one of the henchmen apparently robbing the place, the magazine dropping into their bag. The red hooded girl landed next to them, pulling out a red box which turned into a scythe. "You ok?" She asked them, getting a nod and wince from Frisk, as they wobbled to get up. "Good." She muttered, as the henchmen charged at her, fighting against them quickly.

"Frisk!" Sans shouted walking over quickly, helping them up. "Who did this?" He asked them, getting their head to point to the henchmen not taken out by the girl. "Great…" He muttered, as his eyes turned black and his left eye burned with a blue flame.

"No…" Frisk mumbled as Sans raised his left hand angrily.

"Frisk, they hurt you, I'm going to hurt them." He growled at them. "I won't hurt them too bad…" He muttered, as the henchmen went flying around the area, slamming into walls.

"You were worth every cent, truly you were…" A man, who seemed to be in charge muttered, before attacking the girl in the hood, she dodged as he vanished.

"You mind if I go after him?" She asked the shopkeeper as Sans shrugged and went with Frisk into the store, so Frisk could buy the magazine that had fell in their bag.

"Let's go home Frisk." Sans decided, as they walked out of the store and right into a huntress, who was dragging the girl behind her. "Yo." He nodded as he walked around her.

"You're not going anywhere you two." She muttered, grabbing the two of them with her free hands.

Half an hour later

Sans and Frisk sat next to each other uncomfortably, waiting at the police station for something to happen.

"Sora Serif, and Frisk Serif…" A voice muttered as a man walked in. Ozpin, headmaster of Beacon academy.

"What's it to you?" Sans asked. "And I prefer Sans."

"I'm aware of that." He said as he sat on the seat on the other side of the table. "No medical records… Birth certificate or Criminal record… So who are you?" He asked curiously.

"Ya wouldn't believe it bud, even if ya did the place we came from isn't anywhere near here."

"Try me." He smirked as Sans chuckled.

"Alright then… Ever heard of the underground?" He asked.

"No I don't believe I have, enlighten me."

"Well, hundreds of years ago, humans and Monsters lived on Earth together in peace, but one day war broke out between the two races, the humans won in the end and sealed the monsters... The humans sealed the monsters underneath a mountain known as Mt Ebott… Over time humans fell into the underground, until one day a human fell in, befriending all of the monsters they broke the magical barrier sealing them in… But It was for nothing, a few years later the human and monsters found the world was changing, the monsters unable to survive… So we made a device, which brought the monsters and the human to a new world, Remnant…" He said with a smirk.

"So you are one of these monsters then…" He muttered.

"Yup. Frisky here is the human that freed us."

"So then… I'm assuming that you were a monster originally?"

"Yep. When we got here the monsters had turned into humans, and some of us got much younger, like me and my bro. Some of us only turned somewhat human, which we learned were Faunus." He shrugged. "Still got our powers though."

"Interesting… Yet none of you are training to be huntsmen?"

"Eh, we thought about it but we're too old to go to signal anyway, only a few of us could have gone, but by the time we decided to try it they were too old… Why?"

"Well… You could try beacon… I am the headmaster." He suggested.

"Eh…. Fine. We'll give it a shot, that ok Frisk?"

"Ok…" They whispered.

"Oh! I forgot, Frisk's a pacifist so… Grimm is ok since they are more like predators that need to be put down for their own good. We met a few non dangerous ones that we keep as pets as well." He added quickly.

"I understand. You can go now."

"Thanks." He nodded, grabbing Frisks hand and walking through the door, vanishing as he went through it.

Half an hour later

"Hey Tori." Sans said as he and Frisk appeared inside the house.

"Hello Sans, did you and Frisk have a good time?" She asked with a smile. "And where's Papyrus?"

"Probably at the gym." He shrugged, as Papyrus charged in.

"YOU FORGOT ME!" He shouted angrily.

"Sorry Paps." He rolled his eyes.

"We're going to beacon." Frisk mumbled quietly.

"WHAAAAAT?! B-B-B-B-BEACON?!" Papyrus shouted in awe and excitement.

"Beacon? Well then…" Toriel muttered. "Who's going? We should keep some of us back here, such as Asgore and I."

"I'm thinking we could take Asrey." Sans shrugged, as Asriel stumbled down the stairs, flower petals lining his furry goat ears and his fingers a bright green.

"What do you want Smiley Trashbag?" He asked with a high pitched tone.

"Flowey stop…"

"I don't wanna!" Flowey complained as his face appeared on Asriel's forehead.

"The two of them would count as one so it'd help out. I'm also thinking we could have a second team, maybe… Alphys, Undyne, Mettaton and Napstablook." He pondered.

"ARE YOU SURE SANS? NAPSTABLOOK'S BODY ISN'T DONE YET!" Papyrus pointed out.

"Eh. I'll help out with it then."

"What about me?" A voice asked from Frisk's mouth.

"You're with us." Sans muttered, ignoring the location.