Frisk was running down the hallway to the door, hoping he wasn't too late. When he reached the door he saw Toriel, hands engulfed in flames. Luckily, she hadn't destroyed the door yet.

"Toriel STOP!" Frisk yelled, getting the female monster's attention, the flames engulfing her hands died down. When she turned to face him, Frisk felt a slight pain in his heart when he saw she still had dried tear streaks on her face. Frisk grimaced remembering the events that unfolded not 5 minutes ago.

"I told you, Frisk," Toriel began, her voice shaking in both sadness and anger, "I can't let you leave, I'm going to destroy this door. Don't try to stop me." The flames grew again, as she raised her right arm to destroy the door. Right before she could bring her arm down and release the fireball, Frisk grabbed it.

"And I told you, I'm going through that door." Toriel shook Frisk off of her as she turned to face him again, the flames on her hands not dying down.

"Frisk you don't understand!" Toriel yelled, "So many like you have gone through this door and DIED! What makes you think you'll be any different!"

"Because I'M not THEM!" Frisk yelled back, "I'm not the same as them, I won't make the same mistakes as them why can't you see that!?"

"...Go back upstairs, Frisk…" Toriel commanded looking down at the floor.

"No." Frisk replied, not willing to back down.

(BGM: Heartache)

"Very well…" Toriel said slowly raising her head, "Then prove to me…" tears were falling down her face, "Prove to me you have the strength to survive." she was now looking Frisk in the eyes, the intensity of her flames grew ten-fold. Frisk trained with Toriel before in order to learn how to evade attacks in confrontations but he'd never actually FOUGHT Toriel. Whenever a fireball was about to hit him she always made it disappear right before impact. However, this was no training match, this was an actual battle, an actual life or death situation. There was no turning back now.

Frisk hesitated then got into a battle stance, his feet planted firmly in the ground. He concentrated and was able to tap into his soul like Toriel taught him. Tapping into his soul was able to make Frisk pretty much superhuman, able to do things normal people wouldn't be able to do unless they too learned to access it. There was a faint red glow in his chest from his soul.

Toriel made the first move as she quickly raised her arm into the air, firing several fireballs into the air. They came crashing down at Frisk and he was able to swiftly dodge all but one, which winged him in the left shoulder. Frisk kept himself from grunting from the pain. He saw a faint glow from behind him and turned to see a wall of fire coming towards him. Frisk jumped as high as he could, just barely getting over it. He rolled as he landed to reduce pain from the fall. The flames stopped and dissipated just before they hit Toriel. She was standing there, stone faced, ready to make her next move.

"Toriel!" Frisk cried, "Why are you doing this!? We don't have to fight!" Toriel just stood there, her expression not changing.

Toriel remained silent as she shot both of her arms forward, two giant snakes of fire going toward Frisk. Frisk jumped over them only to find that they were coming back around, he rolled out of the way. When he thought he was in the clear another ball of fire came from Toriel and hit Frisk square in the back. This time Frisk couldn't hold back a cry of pain, Toriel flinched, her face briefly expressing pain and sadness. There was a burning hole in Frisks shirt where the fireball hit. Frisk slowly rose to his feet, struggling to do so.

"Toriel please!" he cried, "I don't want to fight you!" Toriel still stood there, emotionless though, this time she responded.

"You'll have to if you want to leave this place." she said just loud enough for Frisk to hear. Frisk couldn't bring himself to do it. It was against everything Toriel taught him. In this brief moment, Frisk saw a vision. Something too real to be just imagination, something like a memory. It was Toriel, dying in his arms. He felt the blood trickling down his arms and the menacing smile plastered on his face. Frisk was brought back into reality with a feeling of guilt and sadness, he felt as though he'd been here before. He stopped his thoughts just in time to see another fireball coming towards him. He dodged it in the nick of time. Several more were on their way. As Frisk dodged the flaming projectiles, he was trying to think of a way to get past Toriel without hurting her. Another fireball flew toward Frisk. Since he was a little too caught up in his train of thought, it hit him, this time in the stomach. Frisk toppled over and yelled out in pain. When Frisk looked up, he could've sworn he saw sadness on Toriel's face.

"Toriel I know you don't want to do this, so stop it!" Frisk called out, "I'm not backing down so unless you want to kill me then STOP THIS!" Toriel flinched and averted her gaze for a second. Frisk saw that this was a good opportunity to gain some ground, he dashed toward Toriel.

Toriel noticed Frisk was advancing out of the corner of her eye and immediately got back into offencive mode. "It seems I might not have a choice." she muttered. Her eyes glowed a bright crimson as a massive tide of flames came shooting out from her arms, taking up the entire width and almost the entire height of the room.

Frisk's eye's widened in horror but he quickly regained his composure in order to quickly assess the situation. Suddenly, his body felt like it was being pulled and started moving on its own. Toriel noticed that his eyes flashed a shade of red for a split second. A glow that seemed familiar to Toriel but at the moment she couldn't put her finger on what was familiar about it.

Frisk didn't know how but he somehow slid under the giant wave of flames and was directly in front of Toriel. Even though he was shocked, as was Toriel, he knew he had to take advantage of this moment. Frisk quickly grabbed both of Toriel's arms and pinned her against the door. He was now making eye contact with her and the flames seemed to die down.

(BGM end) (BGM: Memory *music box ver.*)

Frisk was staring into Toriel's eyes, searching for something, anything, any sign of emotion that he could pick up, wondering if she was really willing to kill him to prevent him from going through that door.

"Stop looking at me like that." Toriel whispered as she looked down at the ground, shaking as tears began to fall again.

"Toriel." Frisk began, "I know you don't want to hurt me. And the thing is you don't have to. I don't want to fight you and I couldn't bring myself to no matter how much pain you caused me. Listen, I'm sorry for what I said back there. I don't know what came over me and I truly didn't mean it when I said I didn't need you. I mean seriously, you mean the world to me." Frisk lightly chuckled. Toriel seemed to stop shaking, tears falling less often. "You're probably the kindest person I ever met so I want you to know I never meant any of that. However…" Frisk's tone changed from happy to serious, "I'm not backing down, I'm not gonna let you prevent me from going through this door, no matter what you say or do." There was a long silence between the two. It wasn't awkward but it wasn't too comfortable either. Everything seemed calm.

"Heh…" Toriel lightly chuckled, still looking at the floor the tears stopped, "Pathetic is is not…? I haven't been able to save a single child." Frisk frowned at Toriel beating herself up for the events of the past, "...I understand. The ruins are very small once you get used to them. I honestly don;t know how I expected you to just stay down here for the rest of your life…" There was a long pause, "My expectations...My loneliness...My fear...For you, Frisk…" She raised her head to make eye contact with Frisk, she was smiling now, "I will put them aside." Frisk couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, knowing the battle between them was finally over. Frisk let go of Toriel's arms as the slowly fell to her side.

"If you truly wish to leave the Ruins, I will not stop you." Toriel began, "However, when you leave...Please do not come back. I don't know if I'd be willing to let you leave a second time. I hope you understand." Frisk slowly nodded, a couple tears of his own were falling down his face as they shared one last hug before he left.

Toriel started walking back down the hallway but she turned around as Frisk was leaving through the doors, getting one last look at the human she came to know and love.

Unbeknownst to the both of them, a certain ant-sized Froggit watched the whole battle and was letting out a sigh of relief as he, too, gave a final goodbye to his friend.

…

The corridor seemed to carry on for hours until Frisk reached another room, pitch black like the first room he saw when he entered to underground. He closed his eyes for a moment and remembered and dreadful and blessed day. When he opened his eyes again he was shocked and scared to see a certain sunflower he hadn't seen in years once again. Frisk's face paled as he stared at Flowey.

"Howdy." The flower said obviously not keeping up his "nice flower" act "Long time no see, human...I have to admit, that was very clever of you. Though I can't say I'm surprised, after all…" The flower's face warped into a more sinister grin, "This isn't the first time you've done this, is it?" Frisk's eyes narrowed at the flower. He wondered what he meant by that. I mean he did have arguments with Toriel that usually ended with a hug, if that's what he meant. "So what are you gonna do this time?" The flower continued, his face returning to "normal", "Are you gonna talk your way out of everything again like a wuss?" his face warped back into the sinister grin, "Or will you KILL KILL and KILL like you know you want to, deep inside!" his face returned to normal, "Or will you find a new way out of this and possibly break the cycle this time? You seemed to be doing something like that last time and it was OH SO ENTERTAINING! I can't wait to see what you'll do next. Don't disappoint me, human. I'll see you on the flip side." Flowey's face warped into a demonic smile. He laughed a deranged laugh as he sunk into the ground, leaving a green spot where he was. Frisk stood there for a moment, wondering what the flower was on about. He shook himself back to reality as he made his way to the door across the room, careful to avoid the green spot where Flowey once was.

WOOOO! FINALLY DONE WITH THAT ONE! IT'S FUNNY I WAS LISTENING TO "HEARTACHE" WHILE WRITING BOTH OF THESE CHAPTERS TO GET IN THE MOOD TO WRITE THIS. ANYWHO, I FEEL GREAT AFTER FINALLY GETTING THAT DONE. IN MY PERSONAL LIFE I JUST GOT A LITTLE MORE FREE TIME TO THESE "BATTLE CHAPTERS" AS I LIKE TO CALL THEM WILL HOPEFULLY BE COMING OUT MORE FREQUENTLY THAT THIS. HOPE YOU GUYS (AND GALS) ENJOYED THIS! AND AS USUAL LEAVE ME A REVIEW TELLING ME WHAT YOU THINK (IF YOU WANT)!

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