Just a few minutes. It would be over soon enough. She wouldn't have to worry about anything ever again. Although, it did bug her. How was she able to find it? Her entire life, she had heard about it. She had searched for it before she had really ever needed it. She had searched for it when she had only just begun to need it. The mountain was very mysterious. Mt. Ebott had always eluded her.

She had hiked and ran up the mountain side and she felt she was close to reaching the top. The mountain was pretty tall, but you could still see its tip from the ground up.

Her breathing became soft and shallow. The pit. She had found it. If she was going to go through with this, then she wanted to do it here; at the pit of Mt. Ebott. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Then, she jumped.

Didn't even bother to look. She didn't know how long the fall would be before her body collided with something. She didn't care. She didn't know what she would hit. She had no idea what was at the bottom of the pit. She didn't care.

Adrenaline pumped through her veins. Her heart beat fast with anticipation and anxiety. Wind rushed up at her and pulled at her hair and her head, and batted at the rest of her body. Then, it all stopped. No wind. Something was below her, and she was going to crash into it.

Then, with a force that felt like a thousand miles an hour, her body slammed into the ground. It wasn't bumpy like a rock, and there was a lot of space, so she assumed it was ground. Her breathing became hard and shaky and rough, and quick sharp breaths escaped her mouth. She was actually surprised to find that she was breathing at all.

She tried to push herself up with her left arm, but she collapsed under her own weight, and realized that her left arm was broken. She was numb but achy and felt like she was being stabbed all over her body. A tear trickled down her face from her closed eye. Was it really? It was probably a tear, but it felt too rich to be a tear.

She opened her eyes. But she couldn't see.

She began to panic. Her head was swimming with dangerous thoughts. Why can't I see? Oh my god! I can't see, She worried. More tears trickled down her face. However, she noticed that it was like a river of deep water flooding down her face. She had never cried this much.

She used her left hand and wiped the water away from her face, then smeared it all over her fingertips. She waved her fingers in front of her nose and inhaled in. It wasn't tears, that much she could tell. It had an extremely acidic smell- blood. It was blood.

"Oh my god! Oh good golly!" Someone squeaked. She heard them. "P-p please h-help me." She huffed out. The other person moved closer to her. "What?" They asked. It was definitely male, but they sounded like they were young. "Please h- help me." She said again. Were they even a person?

She had heard stories of who lived under the mountain. It was in her history text books that she read in school too. They were the old ones that her teachers said were full of old myths that they could read for fun. But she believed them. In each textbook, they all said that humans had sealed the monsters in the Underground with magic and created a barrier so that they couldn't escape. That was old news, and thought to be a myth or a tale to scare little children to not go looking for Mt. Ebott. If they can ever find it, She had thought scornfully while reading the textbook once.

It was possible that she had just encountered a monster. "Okay. I'm going to call for help." The boy said. "No please! I- I might be attacked by monsters." She pleaded. "Oh please. If you were going to be attacked by monsters, I would have first." The boy said. So it was a monster.

"TORIEL! COME QUICK! I NEED HELP!" The monster shouted. She tried to stand up so she would at least look like she wasn't dead, but again, to her dismay, her left leg was broken too. "Ah!" She yelled, falling back down onto her face. "My leg is broken! My arm is broken! I can't see! I'm bleeding! I can't do anything!" She repeated the words out loud over and over again. She was too scared to do anything else.

Footsteps came running towards them. "Flowey! What-" It was a woman's voice this time. "Oh dear." The woman must have seen her. Her footsteps got closer to her. "No please! D- don't hurt me!" She pleaded. "I wouldn't dream of it, dear child. My name is Toriel, and I am the caretaker of the Ruins. I was alerted here to help you by my friend Flowey." Toriel said. "F- Flowey? Is he a flower?" She asked.

"But of course! Don't you see his petals?" Toriel asked. She must have looked down to see her eyes because she grew silent. "Oh. Oh dear." Toriel whispered. "I am so sorry." Toriel gently picked her up and pulled her into a comforting hug. She took it, and wrapped her arms around Toriel. "Toriel..." She asked. "Yes?" "Are you a monster?" Toriel was silent.

"I am one of many. Please do not be afraid of me. I want to help you." Toriel pleaded. "I want help." She said. "Well, I guess that works out for both of us then." Toriel stood up with her curled up in Tori's arms. "I am going to take you back to my home. It will be much comfier there." Toriel told her. She nodded. "Child, you may close your eyes if you wish." Toriel said. She knew exactly what Toriel meant. That was Tori's kind request for her to close her eyes so she wouldn't bleed all over Toriel. She shut her eyes and the blood filtered to a stop. "Flowey, you may go back home." She heard Toriel say. "Okay Tori." Flowey squeaked. She didn't hear his voice anymore so she assumed he had left.

Wind rushed at her face, so she thought Toriel had started running. "Child, I have a question to ask you." Toriel said after a minute. She was starting to lose consciousness. "S- sure." She answered softly. "I would like to know, what is your name?" "I d- don't know. I don't have one." She admitted. Toriel was silent. "Mo- Toriel?" She cut herself off. She was going to call Toriel "mom". She really was stupid. "Do you have a nickname?" "Sh- Shatter." She whispered.

"Shatter. Okay Shatter." Toriel repeated. What Shatter had said a minute ago must have sunk in. "-Wait. Did you call me mom?" Tori asked. Shatter tensed up. "Ye- yeah." She breathed. Toriel laughed softly. "You may if you want to." She rubbed the back of Shatter's head with her hand. Shatter felt stupid and underage accepting love like this at this age. After all, she was eighteen so why she was doing this, Shatter didn't understand. But, she pressed her head against Toriel's hand and started to fall into the black.

"Mom... I don't wanna die..." Shatter whispered. "Dear child, you won't, I promise. I wouldn't let that happen." Toriel pushed her- was it a muzzle?- into Shatter's chest which comforted her greatly. "I'm not one for promises... They get broken so easily..." Shatter rolled her head to the side a little. "It's alright, Shatter. Your body is hurt, you need to sleep. We're almost home. I'll take care of you when you wake up." Tori whispered. "I'm not sure it's sleep..." Shatter passed out.