-Pacifist
"Oh my love, Please run away, Monster King, forbids your stay. Humans must, Live far apart, Even if, it breaks my heart. They'll put you, In the dungeon. It'll suck, and then you'll die a lot. Really sad, You're gonna die, Cry cry cry, So, sad it's happening." Mettaton sang to a not-very-amused Chara. He wore a white dress and was faking a sad expression as he gazed at them.
Alphys could almost swear they were begging him for mercy.
Mettaton suddenly sprang into speech as though he really was in a play. "SO SAD. SO SAD THAT YOU ARE GOING TO THE DUNGEON. WELL, TOODLES!" The floor opened up under Chara and they fell, not even seeming the slightest bit surprised anymore. "OH NO! WHATEVER SHALL I DO? MY LOVE HAS BEEN CAST AWAY INTO THE DUNGEON. A DUNGEON WITH A PUZZLE SO DASTARDLY, MY PARAMOUR WITH SURELY PARISH! O, HEAVENS HAVE MERCY!" He put his arm over his head, a symbol of grief. "THE HORRIBLE COLORED TILE MAZE! EACH COLORED TILE HAS ITS OWN SADISTIC FUNCTION."
"Wait... sadistic?" Chara spoke to quietly for Mettaton to hear over his ranting.
"FOR EXAMPLE, A GREEN TILE WILL SOUNDS A NOISE, AND THEN YOU MUST FIGHT A MONSTER. RED TILES WILL... ACTUALLY, WAIT A SECOND. DIDN'T WE SEE THIS PUZZLE ABOUT A HUNDRED ROOMS AGO?"
Alphys let out a chuckle, remembering Papyrus plaguing Chara with dozens of puzzles, this being one of them.
"THAT'S RIGHT. YOU REMEMBER ALL THE RULES, DON'T YOU? GREAT... THEN I WON'T WASTE MY TIME REPEATING THEM! OH, AND YOU'D BETTER HURRY. BECAUSE IF YOU DON'T GET THROUGH IN 30 SECONDS... YOU'LL BE INCINERATED BY JETS OF FIRE! AHAHAHAHAHAHA! AHAHA... HA... HA! MY POOR LOVE! I'M SO FILLED WITH GRIEF, I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING!" Mettaton stifled another laugh. "GOOD LUCK, DARLING!"
Alphys no longer worried about Mettaton killing them. He had payed her a visit not too long ago telling her exactly what he was going to do up to the Core. Despite this, however, it didn't make the song any less annoying.
"Oh my love, Has fallen down, Now in tears, We all will drown. Colored tiles, Make them a fool, If only they, Still knew the rules. Well that was, A sorry try, Now let's watch, Them fry."
Much to Alphys's- and Mettaton's- surprise, Chara actually made it through the whole maze. However, she noticed Mettaton didn't seem fazed by this turn of events. Shrugging, she glanced back at her computer, ready to deactivate the flames.
"CONGRATULATIONS! YOU MADE IT THROUGH THE PUZZLE! AND NOW, WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, THE FLAMES BE DEACTIVATED! NO! MORE! FIRE!"
But Alphys wasn't listening anymore. She was staring intently at the screen, waiting for the flames to appear and fumbling with her phone. "...BUT IT'S AS THE PHRASE GOES. 'OUT OF THE FIRE, AND INTO THE FRYING PAN.' THAT'S RIGHT DARLING! EVEN IF YOU MANAGE TO BEAT THE HEAT... YOU'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO WITHSTAND MY HOT METAL BODY! PREPARE YOURSELF FOR MY-"
Ring... ring...
"Watch out!" She cried. "I'll save you! Flames, deactivate!" She went to click the button, but it said the flames were already off. "... … huh?"
Mettaton let out a robotic sigh. "THE HUMAN FINISHED THE PUZZLE. I ALREADY TURNED OFF THE FLAMES. IN FACT, I WAS ABOUT TO FIGHT THE HUMAN."
"Wh-wh-what?" She didn't even fully comprehend what just happened. "TH-THAT puzzle? I mean, uhh... Great job! We've got him on the ropes now!"
Mettaton chuckled. "ON THE ROPES? HA! I ONLY DEACTIVATED THE FLAMES KNOWING THAT ALPHYS WOULD HAVE ANYWAY. …"
Did Mettaton just give us away? She thought desperately, letting out a sigh of relief as Chara didn't seem to catch on.
"NOW, WHERE WERE WE? OH YES. I WAS GOING TO ERADICATE YOU!"
The phone signal cut off abruptly. Biting her lip, she fumbled again to tell Chara how to defeat him.
Ring... ring...
"H-hey! Th-this seems bad, but don't worry! Th-there's one last thing I installed on your phone...!"
Chara gave every possible for the camera a, 'You know, after bomb defuser, jetpack, and random connection to storage boxes, I'm not surprised' look.
"You see that yellow button...?" She pressed, pretending she didn't see the look. "Go to this phone's [ACT] menu and press it!"
With a last look at every possible camera spot (Chara still couldn't find the camera), they pressed it.
"Now press "Z"!" She ordered, hoping the directions would get through to them.
Suddenly, a bullet shot from the phone and hit Mettaton, harmlessly bouncing off of his body, but he cringed like it hurt. "OOOH! OOOOOOOH! YOU'VE DEFEATED ME!" He cried. "HOW CAN THIS BE, YOU WERE STRONGER THAN I THOUGHT, ETC. WHATEVER."
And with that, Mettaton disappeared from the screen. With a content smile, Alphys was finally able to lean back and relax. What was the next thing I'm supposed to do...? She wondered. "Right!" She exclaimed aloud. "T-To the Core!"
-Genocide
I must get to Sans! Alphys thought desperately. She felt tears forming in her eyes and falling down her cheeks, and she gripped Undyne's and Papyrus's ashes tighter. She knew he would follow them soon.
"because i have determination..." She could almost hear his words again, and shivered. Even if he defeats Frisk, he'll melt! I have to stop him!
But how? Sans had given her these ashes to protect them, so was she really going to betray Sans's trust and abandon them? I have no choice...
Closing her eyes and stifling another stream of tears, she made her way to the elevator leading down to the True Labs. She couldn't help but glance at the dusty footprints and hand prints she was too terrified to remove from when Frisk had made their way through there.
She knew who could protect them should she not come back.
"Flayke!" She called into the labs through the evacuated monsters.
A couple turned to look at her, but most were too depressed to even care anymore. "Flayke!"
Finally, the crowd parted to make way for a partially melted Snowflake monster, next to her her son, Snowy, and her husband. Both looked happy to be with her again, but their gazes empty and hunted all the same.
"A-Alphys?" She whispered. Although Alphys believed that just about any of the Amalgamates could do the job, Flayke was the most like her old self than the other ones and must gentler.
Snowy's eyes drifted to the two jars, his gaze turned even more horrified and he stepped back.
"I... I need you to do something for me..." She didn't reply, and Alphys bit her lip so hard she tasted blood. "Please," she choked. "I-I need to do something."
Blinking slowly, Flayke gently grabbed the two jars and held them, her gaze soft.
"I knew I could count on you," Alphys murmured softly.
With a final glance at them, she took off towards the Core, hoping to catch up to Sans before Frisk did. She had to stop for breath at a large room, the ceiling high and the door ajar. Frisk had been this way. She fell to her knees, feeling the dusty ground. Just ahead, she saw something.
Crawling forward, she picked up a piece of broken wing.
No, no, no, no! She thought wretchedly, tracing the parts to Mettaton NEO, his original form, beaten, dented, destroyed. She ran her fingers shakily over the metal. How could this be!?
"Alphys?" A quiet voice sounded from behind her, and she just managed to collect herself enough to turn and see a ghost floating behind her.
"Hapstablook?" She croaked.
"Alphys... I... I'm sorry," she murmured. Her gaze was so filled with grief that she looked more like her cousin, Napstablook.
"You didn't do anything, Hap," Alphys promised her.
"You're right... I should've done something..."
"But... if you don't mind me asking... how are you alive?"
She looked away. "You can't kill a ghost," she answered.
"I've been worried sick about you."
"I know you have. But... you're not here for me. You're here for Sans, aren't you? No... you're here for your own piece of revenge."
"If I know anything about Sans, he'll make them regret everything. But... you're right. Even with Sans's immense power... he's no match for Frisk..."
"Go to him," Hapstablook urged. "Run as fast as you can. Don't look back." She looked away. "You got your wish, now," her voice turned to a hushed whisper.
"What's that?" She demanded.
"For once, Alphys, it's your turn to be the hero."