The small group stepped out into the 'light'. It was more of a red-orange haze, smoky clouds covering the one thing the monsters longed for. The sun. The fallen child gasped. This was not the world they fell down from. At least, they hoped it wasn't. Besides, they never remembered seeing DRAGONS before all of this.
AN: Haha. Sorry. I lied. For some reason, lots of people saw this. Oh well. Probably shouldn't have started a story when testing starts… lol I've been listening to Undertale the Musical while I write this (both Genocide and True Pacifist - True Pacifist is much longer, naturally)- very inspiring, and the voices are perfect . Welp, expect random updates and hopefully in-character characters. Ha. ha. ha. Anyways, tell me if anything seems off, and I'll do my best to fix it if I think it's necessary (most likely, I've probably missed a lot X'D).
"i hope this isn't the surface you were looking for. at least the air underground is breathable," commented a short skeleton monster.
"YOU CAN SAY THAT AGAIN, SANS." Sans said it again. PAPYRUS (the name of the other skeleton who spoke significantly louder) screamed in annoyance, stomping on the charred ground. "YOU KNOW THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT!"
"Ugh! This place SUUUUCKS!" yelled a blue and red fish monster with a rough voice and one eye. She hated heat. "It's like Hotland, but smokier!"
"Th-there sure is a l-l-lot of FIRE around h-here, huh?" A small, lizard-like monster stammered, adjusting her glasses.
"Oh, ALPHYS! Don't be SILLY! You lived in HOTLAND! The place in the Underground that is LITERALLY FILLED WITH LAVA!" The blue warrior yelled back, though lovingly.
"W-well, UNDYNE! I-I had air c-conditioning!" Alphys replied. And this place smelled like DEATH. It was left unspoken, but FIERY DESTRUCTION seemed to rule this place. A world that's been scorched to a crisp time and time again, yet never had the time to repair itself.
"Oh dear, this is terrible!" the female of the pair of tall, white, fluffy goat-like monsters exclaimed. "What or who would do such a thing?" The other, wearing a golden crown and a purple cloak stared at the wreckage. He was ASGORE, king of the monsters, while the other was TORIEL, his ex-wife and ex-queen.
"Dragons ." The king stated grimly.
"S-souls more stronger than a human's" Alphys listed fearfully. "Non-magical p-powers as powerful as a-any monster… Likes inflicting p-p-pain and are never* g-grateful…" The monsters shuffled their feet nervously. Undyne summoned one of her spears out of habit and the scorched grass crunched when she let the bottom of it fall to the ground. It glowed a soft light blue, but was mostly white, and resembled a harpoon. A hot, dusty wind blew over the group, leaving an ashy residue on their… assorted coverings.
"Child?" Toriel asked softly, addressing the one human in the group. "Is this why you came to the Underground?" Frisk shook their head.
"It wasn't like this. There were no dragons. There were not even myths about monsters," they said, somehow keeping their stoic expression throughout this chaos. Asgore brought out his weapon too, a red trident with a flower design at the base of the prongs. Papyrus, feeling left out, summoned a long white bone and prepared to summon more when Sans startled them all. It was odd, no one seemed to know when he entered or exited an area.
Those with weapons all pointed them towards the short, lazy skeleton and Toriel summoned some fire magic, aiming it at the unexpected sound. Alphys hid behind Undyne while Frisk just stood there, a blank expression on their face.
"whoa, guys. calm down. i was just gonna say that i found a city or something. it's just across this… river? or this is an island. didn't the surface consist of tons of islands?" The monsters all looked that way, and there it was, the skyline of a city, right past a body of grey, ashy water. A sandy beach marked the edge of their side of the waves.
"W-wait" Alphys stammered. "I-I need to grab something! I t-th-think I can get us across!" Before anyone could protest, she ran back into the cave, faster than anyone really felt possible for the little yellow scientist.
A little while later, Alphys emerged, out of breath. The monsters looked at her expectantly.
"S-s-sorry!" she gasped. "Here i-it is!" She dragged out what looked like a raft through the crumbling, ashy ground.
"Well! Thank's Alphys! We could've swam, though," said Undyne passionately.
"GOOD POINT, UNDYNE!" Papyrus agreed.
"nope"
"N-no way!" Sans and Alphys said at the same time. Both Undyne and Papyrus showed their disapproval until they heard a… familiar robotic voice.
"HELLOOO HUMANS!" METTATON rolled in, surprisingly being followed by his cousin NAPSTABLOOK.
"M-mettaton! Y-you shouldn't be here!"
"WHY NOT, CREATOR?" mocked the ghost/robot. "THE BARRIER IS BROKEN! MONSTERS CAN FINALLY ROAM THE SURFACE! HUMANS CAN FINALLY SEE MY GLORY!" He rolled around, confetti splattering wherever he went.
"i don't think things are going as expected… we should just go… we're just making things worse…" Napstablook moaned. He slowly started to dissipate when Mettaton stopped him.
"Uh.. W-we should really get going…" Alphys said, pointing to the surprisingly unscathed beach with one claw. Undyne grabbed the raft and the group continued forward. Mettaton was busy consoling Napstablook in his special… commanding way, and Papyrus was trying his best to ignore Sans's constant punning. Toriel stayed pointedly away from Asgore, who looked pleadingly at his former wife. Frisk led the group. When they all stepped onto the sand, something seemed… off. The sand was vibrating slightly, like a Temmie, and somehow radiated fear. The monsters looked uneasily around, preparing their magic and weapons for the worst, yet still hoping for the best. It was Asgore who noticed the small ship coming towards the beach from the city.
"There seems to be someone coming. They don't look hostile. Maybe we can talk to them," the king said, pointing out the scraggly figure with his furry paw.
"THERE'S ALSO SOME PEOPLE COMING FROM OVER THERE!" Papyrus called out helpfully. He motioned towards the small fleet of ships coming from wider waters. "I WONDER WHAT THEY'RE DOING! MAYBE THEY SAW US AND WANT TO INTRODUCE THEMSELVES! I WONDER WHAT THEY'RE LIKE." The assorted creatures waited on the sands, threats everywhere that they could not sense. Unknown to them, these strangers did not want to have a civil conversation over a cup of tea.
Ha, sorry. I've mentioned how much I like cliffhangers, right? Welp, see you next time! Criticism, suggestions, questions, and comments welcome!
*hardly ever