The love of two gods

Chapter l : the meeting (part 1)

(Beatrice POV)

I was needed to help in the battle "the war of gods" and I had the strangest feeling of this mission. As if I was being watched by a dark Ora. But I just shrugged it off. "Momma? What is it? What's it say?" a voice called out to me. "Huh? Oh, it's nothing sweetie, just....uh..... a business letter," I replied. It was my 7 year old adopted son, Pastel. he is the most cutest and sweetest little skeleton wolf hybrid. I adopted him when he was just a baby.

(Flashback)

He was around eight months old, and he was out in the forest all alone. No food, no water or shelter, nothing. He was about to be attacked by a black creature, who had claws on all four paws, and was about to swipe at him and he only got the tip of one of his claws across his his right cheek before I attacked him. "No!!" I shouted as I summoned my syith and attacked the creature. It hissed at the pain and faded away. As he cried, I picked him up, and I brought him with me to my hometown, Waterila, I took him to the lab where I found my Aunt Alphys. "Hey, Aunt Alphys?" I asked. "Oh! H-hello! W-why are you he-" she stopped when she saw the child in my hands. "WHERE-WHEN-HOW?! WHERE DID YOU GET THAT BABY FROM?!" She shouted making him start to whimper. "Please relax. I found him in the woods about to be attacked, and he was all alone. And I need food for him. Do you have any formula for him?" I ask. "Y-yes, I do. Still from when you were a baby, and I bought some more yesterday." She replied ."Why did you get more?" I asked her suspiciously. "I babysit sometimes." She said sounding really annoyed. She gave me my old baby bottle from when I was little, and she also gave me a good bit of the formula. "Thank you, Aunt Alphys, I owe you one." I say as I walk out the door.

(End of flashback)

I snapped out of my memories, and decided to make me and Pastel some breakfast. After I ate my breakfast, I told Pastel to go get changed, and pack some stuff to take over to my sister's house, Alice. He got so excited that he ran up to his room and got his overnight bag. After he left, I got out my phone and called Alice to tell her what's going on. After she agreed and hung up, I put my phone on the counter, and went to my room and got changed into a comfortable camouflage t-shirt, and nice pair of jeans, and comfortable hiking boots. I also made sure that I had my necklace, that made my powers be stable, and that made me look human. I was actually a werewolf-phoenix hybrid. And with out my necklace, people and monsters would think I'm a freak, and I would be forced to live back in the forest and my magic might lose control. I packed all my things, and hooked it up to my trailer behind my car. Pastel came out of the house with his overnight bag, and climbed into the car. "Why am I staying with auntie Alice?" Pastel asked as he looked at me with my only weakness from him, the innocent puppy eye sockets. "Oh.... um.... I have to go out of town for a while and I won't be back to get you for a really long time, because of.....uh...business," I lied. "Oh, ok." He said as he got out his game boy and played King Kong.

(15 minutes later)

We arrived at Alice's house downtown, and Pastel was in a very deep sleep. I got out of my car and went to Pastel's side of the car, put his game boy in his bag, swung it over my shoulder, picked up Pastel, and let him sleep on my shoulder. I rang the doorbell, and Alice opened the door. "Hey big sis. Ppffft! He's already knocked out cold! Here, I got him." She took Pastel and laid him on the couch, and laid his favorite blanket over him. "Alice, are you sure you can handle him while I'm at the war?" I asked one more time before I left. "Yes sis, I can handle him. I always take good care of this kid." She assures me. "Ok, but please don't tell him where I am while I'm gone. I don't want him to know this dangerous mission, and don't give him any ideas, because you know what happens when he gets too close to girls." I begged. "I promise." I left and closed the door, and left in my car.

(Few days later)

I arrived at the R. M. B. H. (Royal Military Base Headquarters) I went to the office of King Asgore, the general of the royal army. He gave me my uniform, my house number, and my spare house key. I told him thank you, and drove in my car slowly till I found my house. I parked my car in the driveway, and I was about to open the door, but, "Hi there! You must be my new roommate!! I'm Crystal star! What's your name?" She asked excitedly with stars in her eyes. "My name is Beatrice, Beatrice the skele-" I was cut off by crystal's squeals. "Oh my stars! Your THE Beatrice the skeleton!?" She shouted excitedly. "Y-yes, I am." I replied really confused. "Omg! I have a real live living legend being my roommate! I have been your biggest fan ever since I was little!" She squealed like a little girl. "Heh, thanks. Uh, hey, would you mind helping me unload my car?" I asked almost heading toward the door. "Yes! I would love to help you unload your car!" She rushed out the door and waited next to my trailer next to my car. I chuckle by her excitement, then unlock my the back of the trailer and handed her two boxes. "Now, be CARFULL with these ok?" I joked trying not to burst out laughing. She looked frozen for a whole minute, and then started to laugh a little bit, because if she she laughed really hard, then she might accidentally drop the boxes that we're very fragile. As she walked in with boxes, I grabbed three more boxes, then used my magic to carefully levitate the rest in the house.

(3 hours later )

(Crystal's POV)

I helped Beatrice unpack her boxes and she helped unpack one of the boxes she gave me. I opened the box and saw some sort of photo with a child who looks like her, and some werewolf skeleton, with a baby that looked like an angel. "Hey, um....Beatrice? Who is this skeleton with a red scar-" I was cut off by her snatching the frame out of my hand, with a red smoke coming out of her right eye. "DON'T YOU EVER TOUCH IT! NEVER EVER TOUCH IT AGAIN!!" She shouted at me making me flinch in fear. "I-I'm sorry, I d-didn't know, it was I-in the box that I helped you unpack." I stuttered. She sighed as the smoke from her eyes faded away and she calmed down. "I'm sorry about that. This picture is really important to me. It's a reminder of-" I cut her off. "Hey, it's okay, I don't need to know. If it's really that sensitive to you, then you don't have to to tell me anything," I say as an effort to comfort her. "heh, thanks crystal, your the best." She says to me. 'Oh my stars! She said I was the best!!' I thought.

(??? POV)

I just got to the military base just a little bit ago. I would have gotten here a lot sooner, but Lotus hade to force me to stay with him. Ugh. I walked past a house that was right next to mine, and I heard someone yell. "DON'T YOU EVER TOUCH IT! NEVER EVER TOUCH IT AGAIN!!" It sounded like a girl who was real ticked off about something. Great, gotta deal with girls during the war. I walked in my house and saw my new "roommate" looked like me but more childlike. "Hey there! Your fell! Pallete right?" He asked. "Yeah? Your classic! Pallete?" I asked trying to stay cool. "Yep. I heard that a living legend lives right next to us. They said that her name is Beatrice the skeleton." He says. 'Was she one who was screaming earlier?' I thought. "Oh really?" I ask. "Yep, they say she had a mysterious death of her family, but no one knows. They also say that she is a werewolf-phoenix hybrid, even though she looks like a half human, half skeleton." He added. "Damn, She sounds tough." I complemented. "They also say that her mother was one of the most powerful god in the entire multiverse. Even more powerful than all of the gods combined!" He says as he plunged in some sort of game. "Hey, wanna play fnaf?" He asked me with a shit eating grin. "Oh, your on." I say as a grab the controller and beat classic! Pallete.

(Later)

"Hah! Eat that loser!" I shouted. "Heh, good game." He says as he reached out for my hand to shake. I shake his hand and squeeze it. "Ow.... H-heh.... good g-grip..."He says trying not to cry from pain. 'Heh. Wimp.' I thought.