A small girl sat on a rock in the sun. She's only in second grade and is playing with a small amber bounce-ball. She has bright red-hair with reddish amber eyes. The girl is wearing a grey jacket and jean-shorts. She has pale skin and freckles on her face, she's smaller then an average girl her age.

She sees her ball bounce off the rock and someone pick it up. The small girl looks up but is instantly pushed off the rock before she could react. "Phft!" The girl squeaked in surprise as she hit the ground.

Laughter surrounded her and she could hear as they bounded away like cackling hyenas. The girl laid on the ground for a moment and screwed up her face. She saw a figure in the corner of her eye. A boy stood there with his hand outstretched with something in it.

She looks at him and slowly sits up, he hands it to her. The item was her orange ball, she looked at the boy again with a weak smile.

The boy had blond hair, was taller then her, with a blue eye. The right side of his face was odd, it was a metallic grey, a camera. He had a green shirt and tan shorts. He returned a tiny smile to her and helped her stand.

"What's your name, I'm Corey," The boy grinned slightly.

The girl looked slightly surprised but responded, "Frisk!"

They smiled at each other, and Frisk asked, "Wanna play ball with me?"

Corey grinned, "Sure!"

Little did they know this moment would send them together on possible one of the most interesting and hard adventures in their lives.