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Frisk's feet splattered through mush, snow becoming puddles.
Blood dripped from their newly acquired knife, smile clear on their face.
And then, to their delight, that scream echoed past.
That mortified, agonized, the world is ending scream.
And they knew just who it belonged to.
And that smile became a grin.
And they knew they'd taken that panda eyed freak down a peg.
*way to make an example.:)
Chapter 13: Dark
"Everything you've ever done was for them!"
LOVE: 9.
He cried.
He screamed.
B_u_t_n_o_b_o_d_y_c_a_m_e_.
But as he was holding them close, as he stained his clothes in their blood and as he didn't care, those words kept echoing through his mind.
"Just keep smiling, okay?"
And though tears streamed down his face, though he sobbed and though it felt as though he'd found his own corpse lying there, his lips still slowly pulled upwards, and that grin still appeared on his face, no matter how much agony resided in his eyes, no matter how much his soul wanted to shatter right there, and no matter how bad he wished that just once, just this one time, that he could have his power back. That he could RESET, just once.
He'd sit through that same pacifist run a thousand times. He'd fight that flower a thousand times. He'd live through every Neutral Run, so long as he knew they were safe.
But they weren't.
They were gone.
They were gone, and he was still here.
So it was dark.
It was dark, and it was cold.
And he was alone.
Monster Kid tapped his foot impatiently, looking anxiously to the path that one of the humans would come down every week on this day to give him a report.
But today was different.
He had yet to be told why, but something felt wrong... Something made his scales crawl.
And when he saw monsters fleeing for their lives while he stood there, not in herds but in ones or twos at a time, it rose alarm.
Because it reminded him of the last time...
No, no. That was silly. Cter of all people would stomp a kid like that in point two seconds if he really thought that situation was rising.
Especially if he thought it was, god forbid, putting Chara in danger.
Though most people only shipped the two as a joke, Monster Kid caught a glimpse of it every now and again.
And due to that, he legitimately believed that-
The bushes rustled.
Monster Kid's head snapped to the side, and with his good eye, he stared into that grass, eye wide.
He wasn't sure what he was staring into, but he felt... Something staring back.
Something unlike anything that had ever stared back at him before.
It made his scales crawl a little faster.
It made his heart pump a little harder.
And it made flames rise from his snarling maw, wings ruffling in unease.
"..." He paused, taking a deep breath.
He was being silly. There was nothing in that grass.
There was nothing going on.
He was overreacting.
His wings spread, and he rocketed into the sky.
Frisk watched his ascent with narrowed eyes, before standing and pushing through that grass and out into the open.
The grass rustled behind them, and they didn't bother to turn around as Toriel burst from it.
"Uh oh..." Toriel brought her fist to her chin, frowning. "I fear he may have seen you, my child."
"With everything that has happened as of late, what with Monsters going missing and that haunting scream that seemed to echo across the underground, I fear he may blame you."
"But, you could never hurt a fly, could you?" Toriel smiled at Frisk.
They faked that smile they'd flashed Alphys a thousand times.
Mettaton was face down at his desk, hands gripping fistfuls of his hair as the screen before him was the only light in the room.
He couldn't unsee their death.
He couldn't unhear Cter's scream.
If he had blood, it surely would have curdled.
He just kept saying "Cter will show up in time." Or "He won't have to, they'll drop the knife."
They didn't.
And when he watched their eyes close, he thought for sure "Cter will make them pay for this."
But when he watched Cter find them...
When he saw Cter fall to his knees. When he heard that horrible, agonized scream.
Mettaton tore strands of hair from his head, tears pooling on his desk.
One of his best friends had been broken, and he had done nothing!
"God damn it!" Gaster nearly threw his phone at the wall, pacing back and forth.
"Gaster, please." Asgore placed a hand on Gaster's shoulder, the two standing at the front of the growing group of monsters traversing Waterfall.
"Cter is going to be fine." Asgore assured. "We both know he is very capable of dealing with... Bad children."
"Then why isn't he picking up his phone?!" Gaster snarled, placing a hand on his head, sweat rolling down his bones.
They haven't loaded back, which must mean Cter hasn't confronted them. Or that they- No, no. That's impossible. If Cter were to confront them, they certainly wouldn't get away without loading back at the very least once.
Gaster gnawed on his finger, dialing that number once more.
"It's been awhile since I had to carry you like this."
...
"No response, eh?"
...
"I understand. You never did like when I had to carry you."
...
"... Or are you just givin' me the silent treatment 'cause I took a break earlier? One that kinda doubled your work load?"
...
"Aw c'mon. You know I can't stand when you won't talk to me."
...
"..." Cter narrowed his eyes, grin faltering only slightly.
"... I gotta stop talking to myself..."
He extended one hand to the ground before him, just next to the river.
Ink shot from his sleeve, digging into the snow and dirt before Cter lifted his hand upward, a rectangle of dirt rising from the earth and being tossed to the side.
Other hand supporting the one on his back, who was unsurprisingly limp, Cter used his free hand to send another wave of ink, watching it form slowly into what he considered a fit coffin.
It was actually colored like wood, apart from the Red Soul etched in the front, three golden flowers laid in front of the red soul.
The ink hardened, and the casket opened, Cter solemnly setting them inside.
He paused, grin clear on his face and pupils lost in the sorrow in his eyes.
"... I'm sorry, you know."
...
Cter brought that flask to his lips.
"... About the drinking, I mean." Cter took another sip.
...
Cter glanced to the side, grin widening.
In stark contrast to the tears streaming down his face.
"I didn't mean the drinking."
"Hey!"
Mettaton was jolted up, wiping tears from his eyes as he jumped from his chair, watching Gaster stomp from the entrance, which closed behind him.
"G-Gaster-?! Aren't you supposed to be-"
"Asgore can take care of the evacuation!"
Mettaton nearly whimpered, seeing the anger in the skeleton's eyes and his clenched fists.
"I want to know and I want to know now!" Gaster stomped right up to Mettaton, grabbing him by the collar.
"Where the hell are Cter and Chara?!"
"No... Y-you... You can do better..! I can feel it..! So I won't give up on you, even if I wasn't able to bring you around. Even... Even if you don't think you're any good... B-... Because I know, deep down... You are a good person..."
Gaster turned his head slowly, staring at the screen with wide eyes.
Slash.
Blood covered the camera, and it faded to static.
Gaster let go of Mettaton, looking slowly to the screens, the one next to the one that had faded to static showing Cter fall to his knees there in the snow, and Gaster reached up one hand, covering his mouth in horror.
That scream nearly brought tears to his eyes.
"G-Gaster I'm... I'm sorry." Mettaton said, tears in his eyes.
He placed a hand on Gaster's shoulder, and Gaster looked down, shadow covering his eyes.
Mosnter Kid stared into that grass.
He'd watched the kid dive into it for safety from the blasts of fire he'd rained down upon them.
But he knew full well that if he walked into that grass, they could jump him.
And he couldn't just blast the grass, either, as their might be monsters hiding in it. He'd found them hiding all over the place.
The underground was in chaos.
"..." His teeth grit, and he burst off into the sky once more.
Monster Kid landed on a plateau, right next to where a thin stream of water, only about two feet wide, ran off into the abyss below.
Frowning as he watched the human leave the grass below, he retrieved his phone from his armor with his tail once more.
"Call Ch-"
"Won't do ya any good."
Monster Kid paused from using voice control to make a phone call.
He looked up, sighing in relief as he spotted Cter sitting on a ledge just above him, at the wall at the back of the plateau. His usually open jacket was zipped.
"Oh thank god, Cter." Monster Kid walked over to him, smiling lightly. "I was beginning to worry something had happened to you."
"Pff." Cter's eyes darted to the side, grin on his face. If Monster Kid had looked a little closer, he would have seen that his teeth were gritting to hold up that grin. "If I died, you would'a known. Because the whole world would'a stopped turnin'."
Monster Kid rolled his eyes, smirking lightly.
"Glad everything's alright." Monster Kid smiled lightly. "I was getting worried when Chara wouldn't pick up their phone."
Cter's fingers dug into the dirt of the ledge he sat on.
"Do you have any idea why they aren't-"
"They're dead."
Monster Kid's eyes widened, that information slamming him like a bullet train.
Cter's pupils were missing as he stared at Monster Kid with that lifeless, skeletal grin.
Now that Monster Kid looked closer, he could see the tear stains coating Cter's face.
"W-... What..?" Monster Kid said slowly, eyes painfully wide.
"I gave 'em a nice burial out by the river in Snowdin." Cter kicked his feet casually, despite the fact that his pupils had yet to resurface from the misery in his eyes.
"... I remember them saying something about liking it there." Cter looked up at the ceiling, continuing to kick his feet.
"They would have their lunch break there every day."
Mosnter Kid looked to the side, eyes narrowing, frown destroying what was a relieved expression moments ago.
"... Cter... I'm-"
"Lets just go."
"What?" Monster Kid looked back to Cter, who stared down at him with the most fake grin Monster Kid had ever seen him wear.
"To the evacuation center. Guys like us'd catch our deaths out here." Cter winked an eye shut at Monster Kid, hopping down from his ledge.
"Wha- Evacuate?" Monster Kid repeated in disbelief. "You want to evacuate?"
"Not exactly too eager to get buried just yet, Monster Luther Kid Jr." Cter's eyes darted to the side, grin widening.
"Okay, I get most of your jokes Cter, but this one's really throwing me for a loop." Monster Kid said, eyes narrowing.
"What makes you think I'm joking?"
Monster Kid's teeth began gritting.
"Because the Cter I know would never let someone kill their friend and get away with it!" Monster Kid snapped, wings spreading and rustling in irritation.
"Friend?" Cter repeated, beginning to laugh.
"Monster Kid, I don't know if you remember, but I was just keeping an eye on them." Cter shook his head, laughing lightly. Monster Kid's eyes widened in horror.
"What're ya givin' me that look for? You honestly believe that I enjoyed being around the one who carved me up like a damn pumpkin?" Cter pulled up his shirt and jacket, revealing one enormous crater going across his abdomen.
It was one long dent, starting on the upper right side of his chest and ending at the bottom left side of his abdomen.
"No." Cter said bitterly, dropping his shirt, teeth gritting harder in his grin.
Monster Kid's teeth grit as well as he leaned in, growling.
"Then why are you still grinning?" Monster Kid said through gritting teeth, flames smoldering at the corners of his mouth.
Cter's eyes widened. They widened, and his grin faltered.
And for that moment, Monster Kid could see all of the agony in his eyes.
For that moment, Monster Kid almost thought he was going to see Cter cry.
But then Cter's teeth grit. His teeth grit, and his left eye flared in a red rage.
And he pulled back one fist in an instant, slamming it into Monster Kid's face and sending him stumbling back, a tooth flying through the air.
"Shut. Your. Mouth."
"..." Monster Kid spat blood from his mouth, glaring at Cter out of the corner of his eye, wiping blood from his chin with his tail.
Monster Kid suddenly spun, slamming his tail into Cter's chest and throwing him back across the plateau, skidding to a stop just before the ledge.
"Now we're even." Monster Kid snarled, flames burning up from the corners of his mouth.
Cter pulled both legs back into the air, kicking up from the ground and landing on his feet.
He laughed lightly, making Monster Kid's scales rise in unease.
Burying his hands in his pockets, Cter looked to the ground, shaking his head as his laughter got more and more unsettling with each passing second.
"Heheh... Heheha... Hahahaha..!" Cter shook and shifted with every laugh, like it hurt his entire body to make such a happy sound.
His head snapped up to look at Monster Kid, his back hunched as ink spiraled up into points from his jacket.
His jacket shifted like it was about to burst, and as it did so, Monster Kid caught a glimpse of the collar of his shirt.
It wasn't it's usual black.
This shirt appeared to have a green collar.
Cter placed a hand over his right eye, laughing louder and louder, the darkness illuminated in the red from his left eye.
"EVEN?!" Cter laughed, tears streaming from under his covered right eye, the pupil of his left shrunk.
"We'll be even when you hurt like I do!"
Monster Kid's eyes widened as those ink spires curved downward, racing across the space between the two, looking to skewer him.
He had no time to react, his life flashing at light speed before his eyes.
A beam of light obliterated the ink, steam rising into the air.
Both Monster Kid and Cter looked to Gaster, who seemed to have just appeared between them, holding his hand out, Gaster Blaster floating at his side.
Smoke rose from the blaster's mouth, and Gaster waved his hand, making it disappear.
"Cter! What on earth are you doing?!" Gaster said, quickly stepping directly between Cter and Monster Kid, walking slowly towards Cter.
"I-... I..." Cter's eyes widened, red fire disappearing as he fell to his knees, ink splattering behind him.
He reached up with violently shaking hands, slowly covering his face, fingers spread so that his wide eyes were visible.
Tears streamed from under his hands, and Gaster knelt before him, slowly putting his arms around him and pulling him into a hug.
"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."
And through all of this, that grin still remained on his face.
"It's okay." Gaster said softly, patting Cter's back.
"I-... I should've been there... I should've... I should've stopped the kid before it was too late I-..." Cter just stared into nothing, tears streaming down his face.
Guilt struck Monster Kid as he watched Cter's break down.
"... I'm going to make them pay for this." Monster Kid's eye was covered by shadow, teeth gritting.
Cter just looked back to Monster Kid, the flow of tears coming to a stop. He said nothing, watching Monster Kid turn around.
"... And, Cter..?"
I demand you let me join the Royal Guard!"
"It's twelve AM-"
"No buts!"
"... I loved them too."
Monster Kid's wings unfolded, and with one flap, he blasted into the sky.
"... Cter..." Gaster looked back to Cter, who stared at the ground.
"... Get back to the evacuation zone, Dadster." Cter stood slowly, Gaster letting go of him.
"You're coming with me, Cter." Gaster stood, eyes narrowing.
"A'course, Dadster." Cter rolled his eyes, grin widening, back to Gaster.
"I just gotta take a looksee at somethin' first." He looked over his shoulder at Gaster, stuffing his hands into his pockets and hiding his pain under that ever friendly grin.
"I'll see ya back at the ol' evac soon enough."
"... Don't do anything stupid, Cter." Gaster advised, worry ever present in his voice.
"Wha- Me? Do something stupid? Why I would ne- I would never!" Cter placed a hand on his chest, turning to look at Gaster, as if offended. "I am... Shocked! Shocked and offended that you could ever accuse me of such a thing!"
Gaster just narrowed his eyes at Cter.
"Ily too." Cter made a heart with his hands, grinning as he disappeared.
Gaster just sighed, placing a hand over his face and shaking his head.
"God help that boy..."
"Heheheh... Ahh..." Cter laughed lightly as he appeared outside Mettaton's lab, shaking his head as he walked up to the door.
His laughter faded, and the lying light in his eyes died, the only thing making his unhappy expression unbelievable was the grin on his face.
Or maybe it was the unhappiness interfering with the happy expression the grin was trying it's best to purvey.
The door slide open, and Mettaton looked over to the door, eyes widening as he spotted Cter.
"O-oh, Cter!" Mettaton stood, faking a smile less believable than Cter's.
"I-it's good to s-see you..." Mettaton gulped as Cter continued walking towards him.
"I-... I was worried about you. B-because, y'know, y-you're my f-friend..."
Cter kept walking.
Mettaton stared into the shadows covering his eyes, feeling more and more cold sweat finding it's way from his metallic pours.
"U-u-um... C-Cter..?"
"On a scale of one to ten..."
"Or I'll have to diddly darn snap your neck."
"Do you wish to inflict upon yourself a crummy juncture?"
In an instant, all of those memories came flooding back. Mettaton was suddenly far more aware than he would have liked of how easily Cter could kill him if he felt the urge.
And letting someone he cared about die? Just watching it happen and not doing a thing?
Oh dear god...
He's gonna kill me... He's actually going to kill me.
He snapped on Monster Kid, and he didn't even have anything to do with-
"Mettaton."
Mettaton's processor froze for all of two seconds.
"Y-y-yes..?" Mettaton took a step back, fearing a barrage of pens, a blast from one of those giant ear buds, or giant sticks of pencil lead impaling him.
"Do your cameras watch the field outside of Snowdin?"
"C-Cter... I-I..."
Cter's sweatshirt shifted once more, his teeth gritting in that grin, head down, shadows covering his eyes.
"Answer. The question."
Mettaton gulped.
"... Y-... Yes..."
Cter's grin seemed to ease up a bit. He gripped the chest of his jacket, looking up from the ground to Mettaton, Mettaton's eyes widening as he realized his were pupilless.
"And do you record all the footage?" Cter asked, that soulless grin widening.
"Yes..?" Mettaton arched a brow at Cter, confused and terrified at the same time.
Cter's grip tightened on his chest.
"Show me."
Frisk's footsteps echoed across the bridge, wood creaking below them.
They heard that flapping once more, grin pulling up their face from the dead expression.
*here comes another one. i don't think he'll be as merciful as the last one.
*call it a hunch. :)
Monster Kid landed behind Frisk, who looked over their shoulder at him, smirk clear on their face.
Monster Kid glared darker than he'd glared at anyone before.
Neither of them seemed much for conversation, Frisk holding that stolen knife out to the side and bending at the knees.
Monster Kid just stared.
Frisk burst off towards him, laughter rising from their throat.
But as they ran across the bridge, Monster Kid pulled back his head, sucking air into his lungs and puffing out his chest, suddenly looking down and blasting flames directly through the bridge, Frisk's eyes widening as it gave way beneath them.
They jumped from their side of the bridge to Monster Kid's, leaping over the fire and managing to grab onto the burnt edge of the bridge, scorching their hand on the charred black wood.
They stared up at Monster Kid eyes wide as their mouth twitched in pain, hand threatening to let them go, other hand hanging limp and full with their stolen knife.
Monster Kid's frown pulled up into an enraged grin as he stared down at Frisk, who snarled defiantly at him.
"See you soon." Monster Kid said with venom, raising his talonned foot and stomping down on Frisk's hand. They roar in pain as he slowly pulled his claws back, tearing through their palm and splaying their fingers, tearing apart the muscles allowing their hand to hold them there and sending them plummeting to the depths below.
Monster Kid watched them fall.
They watched him spread his wings, launching into the sky just before the darkness they were falling into overtook them.
*wake up.
*there's work to be done. :)
Frisk's eyelids slowly but surely tore themselves apart from one another, Frisk groaning in pain.
They went to put weight on their right hand, before their eyes widened, and they let out a yip of pain, yanking their torn up hand from the trash water, noticing that it had been tainted white.
Using their not so dominant hand, they pulled a stolen Cinnamon Bunny from their inventory, frowning as they devoured it, their hand sealing back together.
They pushed themselves to their feet, snarling in anger. They couldn't get that stupid look on Monster Kid's face out of their head.
And as they sauntered through the garbage dump, they could only think up one way to improve their mood.
They really needed a punching bag...
"HEY!"
They looked up, seeing the Dummy before them, floating in the air, seething with rage.
*perfect. :)
"Cter... A-are you sure you want to watch this..?" Mettaton hesitated , mouse levitating over the Play button.
Cter just looked at Mettaton.
And something in that look told Mettaton not to question Cter right now.
So he clicked play.
he clicked play, and he sat down behind the couch Cter sat in, and he plugged his ears.
That guilt kept building.
Much like the tears building in his eyes.
He was so afraid. Of that child, for him and his friends. Monster Kid was out there with that... Thing right now.
Oh god... What if something happened to Monster Kid?
Mettaton felt bile rise in his throat, and he jumped up to grab a garbage can.
And just as he did, the only light in the room - the one coming from the screens - turned red.
Mettaton's eyes widened in horror, tears streaming down his face.
Cter stared at the screen, hair covering his eyes.
Mettaton placed a hand over his mouth, hunched over the side of the couch, and vomited.
...
Not batting an eye, Cter lifted that switcher and clicked rewind.
"So you decided to visit me. What a treat."
*oh boy. sass from an elderly turtle.
*if only he'd step out from behind that counter so we could make him feel true fear. :)
Gerson had a smug look that said he knew just what they were wishing for.
"Don't expect a discount." Gerson said as Frisk looked over his items, making Frisk glare at him out of the corner of their eye.
Gerson just kept that smug smirk.
"You sure are proud of yourself, hiding like a coward behind that counter." Frisk said, glaring at Gerson, who just leaned casually on his cane.
"Oh, no, it's not you. I was just thinking about something that made me smile." Gerson shrugged, taking Frisk's gold and handing them their items. Begrudgingly.
"And what's that?" Frisk asked, taking their items and placing them in their inventory.
"Well, you bought some Sea Tea." Gerson began. "It reminded me of a long time ago."
"See, one day, the underground was in kind of a pickle. Similar to now, wa ha ha..." Gerson glanced to the side.
"And while this is going on, I'm still just running this little ol' shop. And on day, on day these two kids come rushing in."
Frisk arched a brow at Gerson.
"They both looked real serious. yelling something about how they needed all the Sea Tea I had to stop a little brat that's before your time." As Gerson talked of these two, he closed his left eye, placing a hand over it like an eye patch, and put a big ol' grin on his face.
"Speakin' of, you remind me a lotta that little brat too. But that one actually had some good in 'em. You?" Gerson looked at them with one examining eye, like he was looking at them through a magnifying glass.
"... Wa ha ha." Gerson just shook his head.
"And what about that little story was making you smile?" Frisk frowned at Gerson.
"Hm? Oh. Well, it wasn't about the memory." Gerson grinned, Frisk growling in irritation.
"Then what was it?!"
"I was just wondering..." Gerson looked to the side, blinking once.
His eyes suddenly snapped back to them, glaring darkly.
"Just what those little scamps are gonna do to ya when they get their hands on ya."
Frisk glared, holding the hand that had been clawed earlier by Monster Kid and even earlier was coated in ink by Cter in a hand shake.
*... he must be senile.
And yet, that hand was shaking once more.
Monster Kid stood in the darkness, waiting in silence for his enemy to come walking into a dead end. His eye glowed green in the blackness, making him thankful once more for the evolutionary benefit of night vision.
"Heya."
Monster Kid nearly jumped, looking over to Cter, who stood casually next to him, grinning a casual grin, left eye burning red only to illuminate the darkness.
"Oh! Uh... Cter. I uh... Wasn't expecting you." Monster Kid glanced to the side, sweating.
"Man, seems like everybody's all sorts a' jumpy around me lately." Cter shrugged his shoulders, winking his right eye shut. "No idea why though."
"You uh... You kinda had a mental breakdown earlier..? Might have somethin' to do with it..?" Monster Kid said with a slow shrug.
Cter laughed lightly, looking down and shaking his head.
"Yeah uh, sorry 'bout that. I'm kind of in a sh!tty place." Cter's eyes darted to the side. "'Guess ya triggered me."
"I wasn't exactly handling it the best way either." Monster Kid scratched the back of his head with his tail. "So I guess we're both in kind of a sh!tty place..."
"Seems like the whole world's a sh!tty place right about now." Cter shrugged, sipping from his... 'Cough syrup'.
Monster Kid sniffed the air, quickly recognizing what was in that bottle as... Not cough syrup.
Taking a glance at Cter out of the corner of his eye, however, he decided to say nothing.
"I'll say..." Monster Kid finally agreed.
It was silent for a moment or two.
"... Hey, Cter, how do you think this is gonna pan out?"
"Honestly?"
"Mm-hm."
"I think we're all gonna die."
"..."
"What?" Cter laughed lightly, glancing over at him. "You said honest."
"... Christ, man." Monster Kid grabbed that bottle from Cter, taking a sip. It made his eyes widen and forced him to shake his head.
How Cter could casually drink something that strong, he would never know.
"Oh, so Goody Two Shoes does drink." Cter smirked, taking his bottle as it was handed back to him.
"Not like your heavy weight champion ass." Monster Kid joked, succeeding in making Cter laugh.
"It's lonely at the top." Cter chuckled, taking another sip.
"Yeah. You're really on top right now." Monster Kid smirked, rolling his eyes as he was passed the bottle, taking a smaller drink than last time.
"Like I was on top'a your mom last night. Boom." Cter made a 'throwing shade' kind of hand motion, making Monster Kid snerk before he hunched over in laughter.
"Alright, now I keep the bottle." Monster Kid said, still laughing lightly.
"Oh no my fix!" Cter said with fake worry.
... It was only fake because he had several other bottles.
"Back to the topic." Monster Kid looked to him out of the corner of his eye, still unable to stop smiling in the darkest of times.
"It's lookin' like you're up to bat soon." Cter sipped from his drink, Monster Kid handing it back.
Monster Kid sighed. "Eyup..."
"Any chance'a you givin' me a hand?" Monster Kid glanced over at Cter, sipping from the bottle as it was passed back to him.
"Well, I'd love to, Monster Kid, but I'm retired." Cter shrugged halfheartedly, taking the bottle as it was handed back to him.
"You're twenty four." Monster Kid narrowed his eyes at Cter, listening to the loud gulps as Cter seemed to be a little thirstier this time.
"Yeah, but..." Cter's eyes darted to the side, narrowing.
Blood splattered across Cter's face as he pulled back his fist again, face contorting in rage.
That golden soul had floated up a long time ago.
But Cter just kept punching.
"Cter!"
That voice pierced through his rage.
"Cter that's enough!" Chara ran in from the hallway, eyes wide in horror as they saw Cter there, holding a corpse down, bashing it's face in with his bare hands.
Snarling, Cter pulled back his fist once more, roaring in a rage, tears building in his eyes as he threw his fist down.
It was stopped.
Cter looked over his shoulder, expression full of rage for only a moment, before his eyes widened, and all anger faded from his face.
"Cter, please..." Chara held his arm back. "This isn't you. I don't... I don't like seeing you like this." They said, worry clear on their face.
"Beating a corpse won't bring him back. Please... Just stop..." Tears built in their eyes as well. Both from the losses of that day and the current situation.
"... Heh..." That grin almost seemed a little sad, Cter sipping his drink and gripping his shirt.
"... They didn't like it when I got into fights."
"..." Monster Kid smiled sadly, patting Cter on the back with his tail.
"I understand."
Cter smiled lightly over at Monster Kid.
"Just... Do me a favor, alright?" Monster Kid asked seriously.
"Depends on what it is." That grin was back in full swing.
"If I lose, if everyone else fails..." Monster Kid leaned down to be at eye level with Cter.
"Show that kid true hell, alright?"
Cter smirked lightly, raising his fist for a fist bump.
"I got you fam."
Monster Kid smirked, bumping his fist with his tail before his wings spread.
It'd been years since they'd done that little fist bump...
"Hopefully I'll see you soon."
"Roast that lil' sh!t."
And with that, Monster Kid burst off into the air, flying down the cavern hall to get the cornered human, knowing they must have walked by by now.
Cter sighed, rubbing his eyes tiredly. If he could have frowned, he would have.
He'd put on a good little show to have a nice last moment with his best friend.
But the moment Monster Kid was gone, he found that overwhelming urge to laugh and cry at the same time overtaking him once more.
His hands twitched once again.
Ink shifted violently in his sweatshirt.
And that pain in his chest intensified again.
Shaking him from his loathing, towards the world and himself, was the vibration coming from the phone in his pocket.
He pulled the phone from his pocket, bringing it to his ear.
"Ayyo."
"Cter! It has been hours! Why are you not in the evacuation zone?!"
Cter had to pull the phone away from his ear, wincing.
"Dial it back, Dadster. I'll make an appearance eventually."
"Cter, I do not want you out there with that... That thing!"
"Don't call 'em a thing. They're just a little asshole with a knife." Cter rolled his eyes.
"Cter, please... I'm worried about you, okay? I have... We have lost enough. Please, just-"
"Just hide and hope nothing bad happens?!" Cter snapped, making Gaster recoil on the other end.
"... Cter-"
"Yeah, sounds great Dadster." Cter's hand shook as he held that phone, teeth gritting.
"You, me, and Chara can all just hide under a rock somewhere and be nice and safe."
He could hear Gaster take a sharp breath as he mentioned them.
"Oh, wait."
*Click...
Once again, Frisk walked over creaking wood. It wouldn't be long before they got to that little mountain pass, where the dragonoid always began their showdown.
But this time Frisk wouldn't walk away.
*this time we're going to make him pay for how poorly he's treated us. :)
The bridge creaked behind them, and they looked over their shoulder out of the corner of their eye.
"There you are, my child." Toriel smiled, making her way up the bridge.
"I was worried that Monster Kid may have... Done his job," Toriel glanced to the side, grimacing. "In my absence."
Frisk turned around, facing Toriel and not saying a word.
"Speaking of, Monster Kid... He told me some things." Toriel looked down at Frisk.
"He said you were the reason for the massive disappearance in Monsters."
Frisk's lips curved up ever so slightly. It was almost unnoticeable.
"But I, for one, find that hard to believe." Toriel smiled lightly at Frisk.
"I mean, just looking at your face, I can-..."
Toriel paused, realizing just what expression Frisk was wearing.
"M-my child..." Toriel took a step back. "Why are you looking at me like that..?"
Frisk took a step forward.
"This is not the time for jokes, i-innocent one."
Frisk slowly unsheathed their Stolen Knife.
dust flaked from the knife. Toriel could finally see just how much stained their clothes, hair, and skin.
She took another step back, gulping.
"No, it... It can't be..."
Frisk's grin pulled up just a little harder, grip tightening on that knife.
"It... It was you." Toriel's hands clenched into fists. "You are the one who was killing Monsters. Who killed..." Toriel's eyes were shadowed, hands clenching into fists.
"It's about time." Frisk grinned wickedly. "You sure are gullible, lady."
Growling, Toriel threw her hand out to the side.
"If that is the case, then..." Frisk looked over their shoulder, eyes widening at the wave of fire that suddenly blocked their path.
"I cannot let you escape and hurt anyone else, human!"
Frisk's red soul appeared on their chest, Toriel holding her arms out to the side, fire burning in her palms.
*in our way.
Frisk held their knife out to the side, bending at the knees as Toriel pulled back her arms, preparing to send a barrage of fire balls flying their way.
Frisk blasted off the ground, Toriel's eyes widening at the speed behind their lunge.
"MOVE!"
Toriel was suddenly pushed back, blood flying through the air.
Frisk's and Toriel's eyes widened, everything seeming to move in slow motion as Toriel was thrown back, a slash being carved through Monster Kid's chest, blood turning to dust as it flew through the air, armor shattering under that knife.
Monster Kid's eyes widened as well, blood spewing from his mouth as everything sped back up, Toriel hitting the ground and Frisk pulling back their knife.
"M-Monster Kid!" Toriel exclaimed in surprise, Monster Kid still standing tall between the two, wings spread and face contorted in pain.
"N-... Next time, leave when I say, okay, miss?" Monster Kid looked over his shoulder at Toriel, panting lightly, blood dripping down his chin.
"You're hurt..!" Toriel climbed to her feet, looking over Monster Kid's wings to the bleeding gash in his chest.
"Hurt?! Yeah right!" Monster Kid exclaimed. "You think a paper cut like this could keep me down?! I'm almost a little insulted!" Monster Kid smirked confidently, despite the cold sweat creeping down his scales.
"But-!"
"Look, I can handle this little punk." Monster Kid narrowed his eye at Frisk, who just smirked knowingly.
"I want you to turn around and run as far from here as you can, okay?"
"But... M-Monster Kid... I-..." Tears built in the corners of Toriel's eyes.
"GO!" Monster Kid snarled, shadow covering his eyes as fire burnt in the corners of his mouth.
Toriel brought her hands to her mouth in a gasp, before nodding quickly, spinning around and clenching her eyes shut.
She ran.
*pity.
"Heh... Paper cut? Man, I think I'm hangin' out with Cter too much..." Monster Kid smiled lightly, closing his eyes. "I'm starting to get a little too good at lying..."
"Truth is, it just took one hit..." Monster Kid's knees buckled, and he fell to them, wings folding as he was forced to bow before his greatest enemy.
"I'm... I'm so sorry..."
Frisk just shook their head in disappointment, wiping blood from their Stolen Knife onto their shirt.
"Chara... Cter... Mettaton... Undyne..." Monster Kid's body began to flake away, eyes closed as darkness over took him, all energy draining from him.
"Just like that... I've failed you..."
Frisk just sighed in disappointment, turning around to walk away from Monster Kid, sheathing their knife.
*how pathetic.
"Y-... You know what..?"
Frisk's footsteps creaked on the wooded planks.
"No."
Frisk's footsteps stopped.
"I've..." Monster Kid's teeth grit, only one wing remaining, most of his tail in a pile of dust behind him, chunks of his face flaking away.
"I've come... Too damn far... To just up and die..." Monster Kid slowly stood, Frisk turning around and arching a brow.
"Not here..." Monster Kid panted, teeth gritting, rage flaring in his eyes.
Plural.
That eye patch burnt up from his face, a glowing white light replacing it.
Battle Against a True Hero - SharaX began playing in the background.
"AND NOT TO SOME FREAK LIKE YOU!"
Frisk rose one arm to cover their face, dust whipping by them and into Monster Kid, who was now glowing blue.
Dust was being sucked from all of the surroundings, even from Frisk's clothing.
Monster Kid roared, tail reforming, the scales now like armor, tail ending in a point.
His wings grew, the Delta Rune appearing on each wing, blue flames burning up from the corners of his mouth as his armor sealed, a white, upside down heart made from crystal covering the chest of it, glowing spectacularly.
His torso seemed to be growing shoulders, arms forming from all the dust flocking to them.
The arms were also covered in that shining black armor, ending in large, clawed hands.
Monster Kid threw his head back, breathing a wave of searing blue flame into the air.
Frisk stepped back, eyes wide as Monster Kid loomed over them, staring through them with his burning white left eye and his right eye, which was entirely black accept from one glowing white pupil.
"Human, no, WHATEVER you are!" Monster Kid clenched his claws, muscles in them tightening. Fire burned up from the corners of his mouth, wrath clear in his eyes.
For the sake of everyone in the world, human, monster, or otherwise!" Those wings flapped, sending Monster Kid flying back through the air, a burning blue energy spear appearing in his hand as he pulled it back, the sky filling with them behind him.
Frisk just stared up in horror and awe at the shimmering blue light overtaking the sky.
"I, MONSTER KID, WILL STRIKE. YOU. DOWN!"
Monster Kid whipped the spear down, sending the others blasting down with them, racing towards Frisk, that blue light washing over them.
*The Hero appears.
Now I know Sans doesn't usually capitalize things, but this time it felt appropriate. Plus, Sans switches from Comic Sans to a different, more serious form of the Sans font in Undertale when sh!t gets real, so...
But I don't think that any of you were concerned with that at all, were ya?
God I hope not. Otherwise I didn't do that scene well enough.
But there it is. The hero has appeared. Time for one of the most intense fights of the run.
*you ready, partner?
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