Falling Action
Let it be known that sleeping in the Everfree forest in the middle of a downpour was one of the worst ideas Sunset Shimmer had ever had. The hard bark of a cluster of tree roots had been amazingly uncomfortable, but the mosquitoes were a nice distraction. Yet as she felt each ache and pain tear through her soaked body, she thought to herself that at least it couldn't get any worse.
"Haah-CHOOO!"
Correction: Now, it's couldn't get any worse.
With a weary sigh, she forced herself to stand, cracking her spine into alignment. The weather around her had improved; the storm giving way to sunshine, but her spirits had not. Although a night of sleep had calmed her down, she was just as broken as she'd been the day before. Despite the Crusaders confessing that they were Anon-A-Miss, the students were determined not to be fooled twice. Dealing with scorn after the Fall Formal was bad before; getting the silent treatment from EVERYONE was even worse. They treated her like she was invisible. No one spoke to her, looked at her, or even acknowledged her presence at all. And the fact that this had all happened AFTER she helped stop the Sirens and regained everyone's trust was the last straw.
It's unbearable. So I won't.
The Everfree Forest had been her best bet. Finding someone in there would be difficult at best. What she hadn't counted on though, was the darkness. The storm had caught her by surprise, going from slightly overcast to raging squall in mere minutes. Unable to see in all the rain, she'd desperately sought out what little shelter she could find and waited out the weather. Though falling asleep in the middle of it hadn't been part of the plan.
"Aaah-CHOOO!"
Neither had getting sick. But since she could see again, that no longer mattered. Dripping and shivering, Sunset trudged through the forest anew, continuing her bridge to nowhere.
Someone else had been there. Fresh footprints lined the muddy ground. Bending down close to the ground, she counted the pairs.
"One, two, three, four, five.....six." Six pairs of prints. Did that mean that--?
NO! It wasn't them. It couldn't be them. Those could be anyone's footprints. They weren't looking for her. They lied to her. They betrayed her. They hated her. They abandoned her. They didn't care. They didn't care. They didn't care.
"Someone else just got lost in the forest like I did. They're probably wandering around trying to find their way out." The justification was weak, but it worked. And it was better than getting her hopes dashed again. Besides, she didn't want to see them anyway, not after what they did. She could go the rest of her life without seeing them again and it wouldn't bother her at all. In fact, she dared to say she was better off without them. That way, they wouldn't hurt her anymore, and she would...
She would...
S-s-she'd...
"Be alone again." She nearly choked holding back her tears. "Just like Twilight said. Forever alone." Crying wasn't an option. Not anymore. If the waterworks started now, she wouldn't be able to stop them. Instead of relieving her, that would just make her feel worse. There was no one to comfort her, no silver lining to cling to, and no way to climb out of the pit she was in.
While those thoughts ravaged her mind, her body moved on its own. Mechanically, it followed the footprints, maneuvering her feet to step within them. With each step, her heart quickened, urging her to stop before her thoughts became facts. Delusion and focus blurred together as she walked, bringing her ever close to the inevitable breakdown.
Far too soon for her liking, the trail came to an end. Before her stretched a giant sinkhole, wide enough to have swallowed several trees. Perhaps the rain had weakened the ground and caused it to fall out. She chucked a few rocks into its mouth but didn't hear them hit bottom. The foliage around it was brown and withered, the trees dead or dying. Scuffle marks surrounded it; a struggle had clearly ensued.
Did they fall down here looking for me?
If that was true, then she really did have nothing left. Staring into the yawning abyss, she took a deep breath. This wasn't the first time she'd thought about ending it; in fact, the idea had occurred to her a few times between the Fall Formal and Band Competition. But back then, she had always had someone to stop her before her thoughts got too dark. And lost in grief and pain, she had no comfort now.
She took a step forward, feet halfway over the edge. There was no turning back now.
Celestia...Twilight...Goodbye.
Then she closed her eyes, spread out her arms, and let gravity do the rest.
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 behind a powerful barrier.
Many years later...
The Everfree Forest.
Rumors say that those who enter the forest never return. But some say the monsters still dwell within. They search for something, or someone and wait for the day they can be free.
Welcome to Undertale.
She wasn't dead.
She had a black eye, a twisted ankle, cuts and bruises all over her, a bloody head wound, a dislocated arm, a broken wrist, and what seemed to be a fever. But she was still alive. A bed of golden flowers had cushioned her fall. And as tempting as it was to just lie there and let her wounds finish her off, she wasn't willing to wait that long. So instead, she forced herself to stand and hobbled towards the next room.
More flowers were there to greet her. Including a bigger one with a face on it. At first, she mistook it for decoration, but found herself mistaken when it spoke.
"Howdy. I'm Flowey. Flowey the Flower."
"A flower with a face on it? Did I hit my head on the way down?"
"Nope. Sorry to disappoint, but I'm just as real as real can be." It gave her an adorable smile. "You're new to the Underground, aren't you?"
Not knowing what to say, she nodded.
"Well lucky for you, I can teach you how things work around here. Good thing you found me before the old goat found you."
She had no idea what he was talking about but kept nodding anyway.
"Ready? Here we go." There was a quick flash of light like someone had taken her picture. Looking down at herself, she noticed a slight change.
She could see her heart. But rather than the gross, pulsating mass of muscle it was supposed to be, the organ instead resembled the traditional depiction commonly found on Valentine's Day cards. It glowed bright red.
"That heart right there is your SOUL, the culmination of your very being. Your soul starts off weak but can grow strong if you get lots of LV."
"LV?" She tilted her head. "What's LV?"
"Why LOVE of course." It smiled again. Four little white pellets appeared in the air above it. "Down here LOVE is shared through little, white...uhhhhh," its eyes shifted a bit, "'Friendliness Pellets.' Yeah, that's it. 'Friendliness Pellets.'"
If the awkward name wasn't suspicious enough, the pause certainly was. She was instantly on edge but didn't say anything.
"You want some LOVE, don't you? Well, here you go."
With a tiny flick, it sent the pellets in her direction. She waited until they got close before turning aside just enough for them to skirt by.
It paused for a moment before continuing, sounding a bit less adorable this time. "Um, hey buddy. You missed them." More pellets appeared. "Let's try this again." They moved towards her again, a little faster.
And once again, she avoided them.
It looked at first her, then the scattered pellets. Then before she could react, a third set of pellets slammed into her backside. Each strike sent bolts of agony racing through her body. And that coupled with the rest of her injuries made her drop to her knees.
Flowey was grinning again, but this one didn't show a smile, only teeth. "You IDIOT. In this world, it's KILL OR BE KILLED. Time for you to learn the same lesson as all the others."
A giant ring of those pellets bullets surrounded her on all sides. She tried to crawl away but there wasn't anywhere to go.
"DIE."
"N-no. no. s-someone help me." She barely managed to croak it out. Flowey was the only one who heard, and he just laughed while the ring slowly contracted. She closed her eyes.
But right before his attack struck flesh, a second set of projectiles appeared around her, intercepting the bullets and making them explode like popcorn kernels. Opening her eyes, Sunset stared at Flowey who was equally surprised.
"Huh?" Then a tiny fireball appeared next to him. "Uh-oh." The tiny fireball then slammed into him and sent him flying to kingdom come. "WAAAH!"
With that, Sunset's body finally gave out. The last thing she saw before she fell unconscious was a pair of feet moving towards her.
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when are you going to complete this very well written and most beautiful piece of work?
6755332
It only has two chapters and you're already asking about the end?
I'm hearing all the music.
Hmm... Motherly Love doesn't seem like a fitting name for the chapter, as the only cameo of Toriel wee her feet. Is her feet her love? Eh..... How about "Falling Action"? That's a double meaning to any good writer.
You did a nice job addressing the seriousness of suicide. And I'm sorry to hear you were once in that state as well. I'm just glad you were talked out of it.
6755332 I bet you're the kind of person who reads the last page of the book first, aren't you?
Great segway, it doesn't mess with the flow of the story.
6756474 That's what I was going for. Nice little transition.
6767545 Thumbs up from me
Butterscotch-caramel pie, come to mama~
good premise, not so good execution. damn twilight is a haughty bitch, she's the one who blamed sunset for trying to drive the others apart before despite having absolutely no evidence then either.
not to mention sunsets efforts to do so where so awful that she can hardly be blamed for what happened.
6788083 What are you talking about? Twilight's the only one who doesn't turn on Sunset during the Anon-A-Miss incident due to her, you know, not being there. Sunset writes her for help using the journal, and Twilight tries to help her as best she can. Where are you getting your information?
6788083 Well that's because Sunset was the painfully obvious candidate for that little scenario.
6793312
no, she really wasn't. in fact. what she did hardly constitutes a casual threat to the 5's friendship if they wherent all awful friends.
6788097
I'm talking about the movie?
you know, the one where sunset tries to steal the crown?
the one she's featured in?
I mean I understand why you'd confuse a IDW comic for EQG 1 because theyre both comparably awful trainwrecks, but i am pretty sure i made it clear.
6794299
Is that the only gripe you have about this? Because if it is then it's a weak and very minor one.
6795208
>>is a very minor one
no, its a very major one. it shows lack of character development if it's not intentional.
Undertale is ABOUT character development.
6798959 You do realize that this is mostly Sunset's story, right? Not Twilight's?
6798959
6795208 That's enough both of you. This comment section will not be made into a war zone.
This story is meant to follow up to the Holiday Special. Not the first movie. So the characterization represented here is taken from the former. In said comic, Twilight was the only one who didn't turn on Sunset during the incident and therefore (in this particular situation mind you) remains blameless. And considering her own experience with losing the support of her friends coupled with the fact that they did the exact opposite of what she instructed them to do when she left Sunset in their care gives her more than enough reason to be angry with them.
What Sunset did in the first movie is irrelevant here since in Rainbow Rocks, she spent the whole film working to redeem herself. The focus here is how the Humane 5 were wrong to turn on her again after that.
6799001 Sorry.....
6799001
no, it really doesn't, because she snapped to the same conclusion, and the only reason she didn't pull the same shit and lead all of those friends into it, is because sunset happened to have actually fucked with them, or so I gathered. the movie makes absolutely no sense, so there are bound to be conflicts, but having twilight come off as holier than though to the remane five after her example was what taught them to do that means that she is no where near guilt free. there's no statutes of limitations on being an asshole if you never repent
6802730
Look, I fully agree with you that Twilight can be a pretty big asshole most times, but during the Anon-a-Miss incident, she was on Sunset's side the whole time. So like it or not, she has plenty of reason to be upset with her human friends for this specific event.
And I'm done with this conversation forever now.
6806792
she has plenty of reason to be upset at them, but no reason to blame them, not without accepting responsability for her previous behavior. she has no actual leg to stand on when it comes to criticizing their actions as though she was above them, which is exactly what she does.
6809730 Well like it or not, That is Twilight character as proven in season 5. She always takes the holier-than-thou approach to things.
Now I'm done.
6809769
Twilight always acts awfully to the people she's trying to help and that is by no means more demonstrated than in lesson zero, but twilight is eager to share information and share her superior views. In this fic, its very obvious that not only did twilight take a completely different attitude, but that attitude was one of contempt. Twilight assumes and in other ways acts like shes' better than other people and it comes off as arrogant but she never typically holds that against them.
reading this story fills you with determination, HP fully restored
sunset shimmer is letting gravity decide this *ding*
Great idea... but yeah. Morbid.
I would say I understood suicidal people, but I don't. In middle school, I was an idiot tossing the word around with little to no effect on making me feel better. ...then again, who takes anybody seriously these days? The Class of 2016 may be bad, but its the later generation that will be... uh... heck.
Don't actually know what undertale is, but this kind of made me think of DHMIS 3
Um is nobody gonna mention the fact that twilight and the others fell in before her.
I mean he could be talking about the people before them but still.
7087542
The hell did I just watch...
DID FLOWEY KILL THE HUMANE 6?!