Prologue

So. You wanna hear my story?

Yes.

Ok. Sit back and get comfy, this, is a long story. This is a long tale.

As long as I can remember, I've been an orphan. I had no idea nor did anyone else, who my family was or if I even had one. During playtime was when the bullies would pick on the little ones. I remember when I was 4 there was a girl with brown and pink hair. She was 2 or 3 and could speak better then I could. The female of the bullies decided to teach her a lesson for making fun of her. She picked her up by her hair and threw her. And caught her and the bullies laughed at me. I stood her up and protected her. They told me to move but I stood there. The biggest one walked in front of me and punched me. I kept myself on my feet as the little girl wrapped her arms around me and told them to stop. The big guy laughed and swung again. I closed my eyes and waited. When I opened my eyes the big guy had fallen on top of the girl and the other bully. I felt light headed but ran inside with this little girl. I asked her name but she was scared and only responded with "B...B....B..." so I called her B (bee). I took her to the nurse and she said she's suffering from shock. So I was her friend for the longest. Around 8 to 9 years later, she was getting better. "Beh Beh " she would say. She still couldn't say her name. I asked the head of the orphanage, but she said her file has come up missing. A few days later, we were playing outside when the bullies walked out and blocked the door. The guy was mad. I didn't know why but he attacked me and B. He threw me into the slide and picked up B and started squeezing her. She screamed in pain. I went to stop him but the other two grabbed my arms and held me on the ground. B kept screaming then stopped. She was running out of breath. I had to get up. I had to protect her. Next thing I knew, I was over the big guy punching his face in. I snapped out of it and went to B who was crying. "Y..you...n...need to...g..go." B said. "J...just go. I...I'll be...ok." we ran to the front gate. "But B. How will I find you?"
"I...dont...kn...know...but we'll be...friends...again..." she cried and kissed my cheek. "I'll find you B..." I stopped then climbed over. "W...wait.." she looked at me. "B...b...Beh...Beh..t...Beh...tty..Betty." I smiled and ran.
That girl was my only friend. Betty. Well the years passed, I grew up on the streets. I bought a bow and some arrows that I carried in a case with me. My name? I never had one. After a while of people seeing me with the bow they would make fun of me. "Here's the archer. There he goes. Bet you can't hit an 8 point." So after a while , they kept calling me Archer. So, I kept it. I made my money bye hunting fishing, and that stuff. Um? Oh, when did I fall? The first time, I was 16...I think.
I was walking through an alley. Oh, yeah. Let me go back. A year before, I learned about my soul, Protection. I was crossing the street, and an eighteen wheel drive by a drunk driver was going about 80 miles per hour. When I noticed I one I didn't have time to move a just closed my eyes and blocked with my arms. I was dead...but, there was crashing sound. I opened my eyes and I hadn't moved an inch. I looked up, and there was a silver curved wall in front of me. The truck, the front was crushed inward. People cried monster! Monster! So I ran. Later I learned how to control it. Anyway, when I first fell in, I was walking through an alley to get to my apartment when someone or something grabbed my soul. He stared laughing as he spoke. "You have a unique soul." he started to squeeze it. The pain stretched all over me. "I hope you don't mind me taking it away." I was so mad and scared. I just wanted my soul and for him to disappear. I remember seeing a purple flash. Then...the dark figure...just blew. Popped like a bubble. Blood covered the walls and ground but didn't touch me. My soul was floating there. I took it. It flashed purple. "I...I...killed him?!"
"Monster!" someone yelled. I ran to my apartment grabbed my bow and arrows, filled a backpack with food and drink and ran. I ran through the nearby woods. I ran for at least an hour before I fell over. I lied down. I heard some foot steps. So I jumped in the bushes. I seen a girl with a sweater. She walked by. This was suspicious. I silently followed her. It was kind of dark but I could see. There was a huge hole in the ground. The girl didn't seem to see. "Watch out!" I yelled but she lost her footing. I ran and slid. I grabbed her hand and a rock with the other hand. "I got you." the moment I said that the rock I was holding pulled out of the ground. Me and the girl fell. I grabbed her and turned so I would hit the ground. If I died, I would do so protecting someone. Later I opened my eyes. My head was in the lap of the girl. She smiled as I got up. "Are you ok?"
"I'm ok. Thanks."
We got acquainted and looked around. We had no idea where we were. Frisk held onto me as we decided to start walking. This. This is my story.

Archertale

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