Frost: It's finally arrived everyone, Season 2 of Daemontale is here and once again you will be getting a new chapter every week! That's right, every Wednesday you'll get a new installment to this amazing adventure.
Now I promise you all the this season is going to not only be longer that the first but will also be darker, have more mystery and be filled with hidden little easter eggs that I'm really excited to see if anyone finds. You'll get to meet new characters, see new ideas and concepts that are all part of this AU and of course, you'll get to see more Daemons!
So sit back everyone and enjoy this wild ride!
Sans: The ice bucket still doesn't own us or the concept of daemons. If you have any questions feel free to ask, she won't freeze you unless she's in a bad mood.
Frost: HEY!
When the day finally arrived for monsters to return to the surface, it was a small group that went first made up of Asgore, Toriel, Undyne, Papyrus, Sans, and Frisk. Frisk and Chara went to the humans first, Sans and Caellian closely shadowing them from afar so as not to be seen. Surprisingly, it didn't take much convincing to get the authorities and influential members of the city to follow Frisk to the top of the mountain where the rest of their family was waiting. After introductions were made it was quickly decided that monsters would be revealed to the rest of the world through a TV interview which was held a week after the first meeting. Once that happened, the relocation began as a small town was built at the edge of the human city for the monsters while peace treaties were arranged to discuss concerns that were springing up on both sides.
It went about as well as expected. The humans had practically screamed murder when they first saw the small convoy of monsters heading down the mountain towards them. It didn't help matters at all when they saw Caellian either, calling both him and Sans demons sent straight from hell to kill them all. It was both amusing and hurtful so Sans chose not to say anything at all. Caellian snapped his jaws a few times before he too fell unnaturally silent on the matter. Thankfully, Asgore and Toriel stepped forward to start their diplomatic talks, asking for a meeting with the heads of parliament so that they could all reach a peaceful agreement. Within three days of their request the King, Queen, Papyrus, Frisk and Sans were all crammed into a room with five smartly dressed humans that had stern and wary looks upon their faces.
The one seated at the head of the table was a man by the name of Rowan with a beautiful and elegant Sumatran tigress sitting beside him, her honey golden eyes scanning every other daemon in the room with a cold calculating glare. Out of the five humans there was only one female and her name was Ashly and she had an emerald green tree snake draped over her shoulders, his tongue constantly scenting the air around them. The other three humans weren't much of a threat nor did they hold Sans and Caellian's attention for very long. Their daemons were a carrier pigeon, German Shepard, and a St Andrews cross spider. The man with the spider daemon was partially interesting, not many monsters or humans had spider daemons, but they proved to be rather dull and predictable so Sans and Caellian ignored them.
"You must understand; humans have grown up hearing the horrific tales about the war that nearly ripped both our species apart. They are wary and frightened," Rowan stated, right hand resting gently upon his daemons head.
"We understand perfectly. We monsters have also grown up hearing those tales." Asgore said, Emer, crooning in agreement. The room was a bit of a squeeze for her but thankfully, because Caellian had been coming along to this meeting the humans had been forced to accommodate for his much larger size. All Emer had to focus on was making sure no one touched her massive wings that could stretch out to an impressive wingspan of 5.5 meters.
"Then you will also understand why there is such a high level of mistrust between all of us at the moment," Rowan said carefully. Sans could see why he was in charge out of the humans. He handled situations carefully, assessed everything before speaking or making a decision. He was a man of strategy and patience and when Sans looked at the man's soul he wasn't surprised to see the light blue colour of patience shining through mixed with purple perseverance. Ashly was a yellow justice soul while the other three were a mix of orange bravery and dark blue integrity and rusty red recklessness*.
"It is because of this that we have arranged these meetings, so we can reach a peaceful agreement that will benefit both sides," Toriel added into the conversation.
"Yes, we want to be friends with the humans, not fight with them." Papyrus declared loudly while Amarisa barked happily along with him. Rowan and Ashly smiled at the taller skeletons excitable nature while the other three humans sent him mistrustful glares. It had Sans and Caellian on edge, they didn't like people looking at their sibling like that.
"I'm sure the rest of humanity would like that too." Ashly smiled, her snake daemon hissing softly from around her neck.
"How do we know that we can trust you, though? How do we know you won't turn around and attack us when we let our guard down?" The man with the spider daemon asked suddenly, brown eyes narrowed at all the monsters in the room. Asgore and Toriel gaped at him in shock and Papyrus floundered for a suitable answer. Sans felt that is was about time he said something.
"The reverse is just as likely if not more probable. After all, it was you humans that locked us underground for hundreds of years and started the war in the first place." He spoke up, eye lights focused on the human that had spoken up before. The man jerked back, his eyes flicking up to look at Caellian who was looming over Sans' shoulder like death itself. His spider daemon wasn't as brave as him however and scurried to hide in his coal black hair.
"A-And you are?" The man asked, voice shaking in fear which had Sans smiling widely, something that looked very unsettling when his eyes gutted out into pitch black pits.
"Sans the skeleton, and this is Caellian." He introduced, the Blaster giving a low growl in greeting as well.
"Caellian? Isn't that a male name?" The man with the German Shepard daemon questioned.
"Really, we hadn't noticed? Thank you for pointing out the obvious." Caellian huffed, feeling quite pleased when he saw the three unnamed humans jump in shock and fear.
"What even is he? I've never seen an animal like him before, real or mythical." The man with the carrier pigeon daemon asked warily though he also seemed generally curious.
Sans scowled at his words, feeling indignation fill his body at these humans saying that Caellian wasn't even a real daemon. "He's what's known as a Gaster Blaster, a Draco Calvariae Lacerta to be precise."
"I have never heard of that before." Spider man snipped.
"We made the name up." Caellian huffed, jaws curling in a smile at the way that man flinched backwards at being addressed by someone else's daemon while all the other daemons began to hiss, growl or shriek at him. The German Shepard was growling aggressively now while the carrier pigeon was flapping and shrieking loudly in protest.
"Enough!" The tigress daemon belonging to Rowan roared loudly, glaring at her fellow daemons who had the decency to look ashamed by their reactions. "Show some respect and if I ever hear you or see you showing such prejudice against another daemon again I promise you that you will not enjoy what comes next."
It was silent for a moment before the three daemons nodded, the spider having to peek out for a moment to make sure the tigress saw that he too understood. She glared at them for a moment longer before turning her honey gold eyes to Caellian and Sans who were just watching on in curiosity.
"I apologise for their reaction and I'm sorry if it caused offense." She said softly. Sans tilted his head at her while Caellian hummed in thought.
"What's your name?" Sans asked, ignoring all the looks his question got. He didn't care if he wasn't supposed to talk to other people's daemons, he wanted to know. The tigress herself didn't look offended by his bluntness, just surprised.
"My name is Brighid." She spoke softly while Sans and Caellian smiled at her answer.
"Named after one of the triple Goddesses of the Celtic pantheon," Caellian said. Brighid blinked at his words while Rowan gazed at the pair of skeletons with his calculating eyes. His eyes were a steel gray, framed by soft brown hair and sharp cheekbones.
"You know your names I take it?" He asked.
"We made it our business to know," Sans answered.
"So what does Caellian's name mean? I only ask because I have never heard of it before." Rowan was staring directly at Caellian now, his gaze unflinching and unwavering. The Blaster hummed in thought while Sans just smiled.
"I assure you that his name is written down somewhere. You just need to know where to look." Sans smirked while Rowan smiled down at the table. Brighid looked at Sans, then to Caellian before she smiled, the first smile they'd seen from her since they stepped into the room.
"Well, from what I've seen, you monsters aren't the horrors from the stories I grew up with so I think we can work something out," Rowan said happily.
"Sir, are you sure about this?" The man with the carrier pigeon asked worriedly, still sending frightened looks to Caellian.
"Positive Andrew. But I think we will put in some temporary restrictions just to appease the public and show them that we are still looking out for their wellbeing." Rowan stated.
"What kind of restrictions are we talking about?" Asgore questioned while sending Sans a side glance. The young skeleton nodded silently to the King before facing the humans once more.
"A curfew that will state no monster to be out after 6 PM or before 7 PM. We will also set up a few monster free zones so the public will feel safer but we will also set up a few human free zones for your own protection as well. We will also set up more meetings, some that will be televised so that the world will see how we are going about this and I'm sure that in a few months we'll be able to loosen up on these rules when people see you all for what you are." It was all factual and straight to the point, it was everything Sans had said it would be. This was why Asgore and Toriel agreed to the terms without a fuss.
As they were walking back out of the building, Ashly leading the way, Rowan reached out and placed a hand on Sans' shoulder. The small skeleton tensed under his hand, Caellian snarling in warning while Brighid just stared up at him. Most would have taken the hint and removed their hand from Caellian's other half by now yet Rowan just smiled, hand remaining firmly upon the skeleton's shoulder.
"I was wondering if we could have a moment?" Rowan asked. Sans looked at his retreating friends, looked at the now empty room before glancing up to his other half. Caellian stared at the human with narrowed eye sockets, still rumbling in warning but he nodded all the same.
"A moment." Sans relented too. He followed Rowan back into the room, Caellian settling back onto the floor to allow Sans to lay against his side. "What do you wish to speak to us about?"
Rowan sat down at the table, Brighid curling up at his feet but not closing her eyes. She continued to stare at Sans and Caellian, never letting her guard down. While most would find this offensive with such little trust being given to them Sans and Caellian respected her for it because it showed she wasn't stupid.
"We're just curious about you is all," Rowan stated which had Sans sending Caellian a wide-eyed look of confusion and slight fear. No one was curious about them in a good way, they were either feared or if someone was curious it was in the painful scientific way. Brighid, however, saw Sans' terrified look and gave a worried rumble.
"Calm child, we wish you no harm. We only want to speak." She spoke soothingly, honey gold eyes showing only honesty and kindness. Caellian still curled his front legs around Sans in a protective way, still eyed them warily, but he was no longer snarling aggressively.
"What do you want to talk about?" Sans asked.
"We're just curious because you're not like other monsters of humans." Rowan began which had Sans pulling a face.
"We know we're different, no need to point it out." Sans huffed angrily. Rowan raised an eyebrow while Brighid chuffed softly in worry.
"What we mean is that you see the world differently to humans and monsters alike," Rowan added. That had Sans and Caellian pausing, eye lights watching the human and tigress in confused wonder.
"How do you mean?" Sans asked. The human smiled, hand resting on top his daemons head while his eyes looked Sans up and down.
"You look and observe other people and their daemons, something people and monsters just do not do. But why don't other people do this? Is it because it's considered rude to scrutinize another's soul? Or perhaps it's because we are afraid of what we'll find when looking at a soul. Either way, you don't care about these social conventions. You've made it your business to know what species a person's daemon is as well as what their name means." Rowan explained.
Sans blinked in surprised as he processed everything the man had said. What he said was true, not many monsters or humans took the time to study daemons other than back a few centuries ago when they wanted to understand what different settled forms meant. Now it seemed everyone thought it too invasive to looking into the study of daemons. When Sans had been young he had been fascinated by daemons, their forms, their names and even why children's daemons were able to change shape while adults couldn't. Papyrus hadn't cared about their odd hobby, everyone else had. It was just another thing that separated them from the rest of society.
"Why are you telling us this?" Caellian snapped, voice full of mistrust.
"We just want you to know that we're on your side and that we understand," Rowan said evenly.
"Are you really?" Sans questioned, eye lights flickering down to the man's chest where his soul sat shining the light pale blue of patience. Yet now that Sans was closer he could see the faint wisps of purple, perseverance and funnily enough there were shades of gray as well. The gray confused Sans, he'd never seen it before in his life and wasn't sure what it represented. He could feel Caellian's wariness at this information but they remained silent.
"I guess you'll find out eventually." Rowan smiled before turning to the door. "Ashly, please escort our friends here back to their group. I'm sure they are very worried."
Ashly was back, her emerald green snake hissing softly in her ear as she waved Sans and Caellian over. The Blaster stood, nudging Sans with his muzzle and shielding him with his own body, narrowed eye sockets locked on the male human and tigress.
"Oh and Sans, I must say I am impressed. Your friends are all idiots that won't last long unless they wise up. You, on the other hand, are very intelligent and wise. After all, the wisest decision you've made so far is not trusting anyone, even me." Rowan called just before the door shut behind them. Sans blinked once more, Caellian huffing in nervous worry while Ashly just gave them a tight-lipped smile.
"Come, your friends are waiting." She said before leading them down the hallway. Sans made sure they were always three paces behind them so they wouldn't hear him talking to Caellian.
"We need to be careful Caellian, this is a much bigger game than I anticipated and the rules are vastly different from the underground," Sans muttered to his other half.
"I think your right dear one. We must watch our backs and keep our family close and safe. After all, I'm starting to think if we'd have been better off staying under that mountain."
Frost: And there you have it, chapter 1 is up and I hope it was worth the wait. This chapter has been edited with Grammarly so hopefully there aren't too many spelling mistakes. Again, if you have any questions or you think you've figured out an easter egg feel free to PM meand I'll be happy to chat if I'm free.
Sans: Until then enjoy the beautiful day outside because birds are singing, flowers are blooming and on days like theses, kids like you...should be sending in reviews
Frost: On that note see you all next week for Chapter 2!