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So...this is what it feels like to have a spear harpooned through my chest.

Huh...Not bad really...I mean, in retrospect, it could've been worse honestly.

Had I not turned when I did, the spear would have gone straight through my spine, heart, and then hit my soul, instead of just going in a lung while breaking some ribs.

Still hurts like a massive bitch though.

Breathing is choking in difficulty, as one works fine and the other is half filling with blood before it leaks out the spear hole.

This loss of blood has an effect on my brain of course, things are as fuzzy as it gets when my core temperature drops, actually, that's exactly what this is.

Blood loss equals body temperature drop, plus not enough fuel to keep all senses working at full effect.

Bottom line...If I don't get fixed up within, oh, let's wild guess it as 20 minutes, seeing as I'm not about to yank the spear out and bleed instantly, this slow bleed in a comfortable temperature zone like Waterfall should buy me enough time to make it to Hotland thanks to my good friends.

Oh...That's right...They can't get to me even though I'm, what, like 15 feet away from them.

I...I think I recall Toriel explaining why that is.

[A flashback plays in my mind]

"Wonderful. You're doing well my child."

"Are you sure? I think the dummy is getting annoyed by all the 'training' secessions."

"Nonsense. In fact, I think it likes you."

"What makes you say that?"

"I've noticed it stays a bit longer each time we practice. It's quite shy really. So this makes me think it's getting used to you in particular."

"Heh...That's kind of cute actually. Oh! Uh, since we're doing fight practice. I wanted to ask you something."

"Of course. What's on your mind?"

"Well...I got into a fight the other day and something weird happened."

"Oh? Such as?"

"In the middle of the fight, another monster passed by."

"Well that's normal."

"No, I mean, it went right between us. Is that normal that others can just enter the fight zone?"

"Oh! Yes and no. Yes, others can enter an ongoing altercation. But no, they can't for certain reasons."

"Uh...That's very confusing."

"Let me explain. Do you remember when we first met?"

"Yeah. You came in just as I was about to be killed."

"Yes, but you were also in a fight, even if you didn't know it. Now normally, I would not be able to enter such a situation. But this is where it gets a little complicated so bare me please...When a fight starts, a special kind of magic activates. This magic is called the Fair Fight Field and it takes the form of a grid that only the ones involved can see."

"I was wondering what that thing was."

"The grid makes sure that those in the fight are the only ones to be there. Keeping others out that would join in and fight as well. This is the part I was talking about being odd. Those with negative intentions can not enter the field, but those with positive or no intentions can enter it. Like how I did when we met. I saw you were in danger and wanted to help."

"But you struck Flowey. How was that allowed by the grid's magic?"

"My intent wasn't to harm him. I merely knocked him away and disrupted his attack to come to your aid. Does this make sense?"

"It does. It keeps things, well, fair. That way a person can't jump you while you're in the middle of something already. And if someone was doing something against an innocent, someone can come in and help them."

"Exactly. As long as the intent is pure, others will be able to help if needed."

"Awesome! Thanks for the lesson mama. I really learned a lot. Then again, you're an epic teacher. Of course I'm learning."

"*giggles* You really are sweet girl my child...my child...my child..."

[The flashback fades back into the here and now]

"My child! Why are you doing this to my child!?"

Toriel...I can't imagine how this is for her.

Seeing your child in such a state.

And the brothers.

Even if I had the strength to turn and look at them, I don't think I could bring myself to do so.

The pain that must be striking them for seeing me like this.

If anything, that fact pisses me off.

"undyne, you've gone too far!"

"WHY? SHE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG. WHY ATTACK HER?"

Undyne simply ignores them and focuses solely on me.

"Heh...You're tough! I'll give you that much. Anyone else would be DEAD by now!"

She begins to slowly step towards me and a part of me fully comes to the realization that she DOES intend to KILL me.

This too is sinks in for the others.

Toriel and Sans storm towards me, but I feel the resulting THUD of them hitting a unseen force.

This isn't good.

Their pounding on it only further how desperate they are, but the magic blocking them also proves they have dark intent in their motives too, probably wanting to fight Undyne so they're not being let in...shit.

"Don't you dare touch her!"

"you've made your point! leave her alone!"

Poor sweet Papyrus, none of this is making any sense to him and it's locked him in place with uncertainty.

Meanwhile Undyne continues her ever chilling approach.

"Human...Look. Even if you could beat me...Even if I spared YOU...No human has EVER made it past ASGORE!"

No...Don't you dare...

"Honestly, I'm doing you a favor...Killing you now is an act of mercy!"

No...It can't end like this...

"Just know your life will go to the betterment of all monster kind. With the power of seven human souls, our king, King ASGORE Dreemurr...will become a god. With that power, ASGORE can finally shatter the barrier."

This can't be happening...I finally have a reason to live...

"He will finally take the surface back from humanity...And give them back the suffering and pain that we have endured."

I can't die here like this...I don't want to die...

"Understand, human? This is your only chance at redemption."

I don't want to die... I don't want to die...I ̧d͝o͟n̷'t̀ ̸w҉àn͘t ͘t̨o̧ d̶i͘e!̧

[Error! SOUL and Core is damaged. Anomaly program will not activate. Rerun in SAFE MODE...]

"That spark in your eyes...You're really eager to die, aren't you?"

She comes to a stop a few feet from me and I feel something very odd as everything gets cold.

"I give you this final choice human. Give up your soul...Or I'll tear it from your body. What do you choose?"

[SAFE MODE is now in effect.]

"Guess you're letting me make it for you."

She raises her spear up and readies to make the killing blow.

"Please! Don't kill my daughter!"

"i swear to god, undyne! if you do this, i will dust you!"

"Human...Say goodbye!"

She brings it down...only to have it stopped in my hands.

[Primary objective: SURVIVE.]

"I͢'̀m҉ no̡t̷ ̴abou̴t ͞to͘ ̛di̢e..."

"What the..."

I yank the spear from her hands and hit her in the gut with the blunt end, knocking her back while breaking her green magic on my soul, allowing me to move again.

"I'm͟ ͝no̸t ҉g͡oin͞g t͢ò l̢et͡ ̛you͝ k͜ill ̧mę. Not͞ l̵ike th͠is...Not̢ afte̷r a͝l͞ļ Ì'̸v̵ȩ been t̡h̸r͝ou̴g̴h."

My cracked soul flickers in a glitchy blip of color and I grab hold of the spear in my chest with one hand.

[Checking...Complete...Core file found.]

"F̀ìsh̸, f̴il̡e̕ ̛na͠me͜: ŲND̕YN͝E͝.͢ ͘1͠5́0͜0͞ HP, 10 ͞A̴TK, ́10 ̶DEF. T̸h͠e ͜h̡e͘r͡o͢ine̡ ͢th́at͡ N͢EVE͟R ́g̢įv́es ͡up.̷"

The spear in my chest shatters and is adsorbed into the wound, sealing it up like before it was hurt, but I'm not healed, nor does my HP move from it's 6 points.

"What the...What the hell are humans made out of!?"

"Child?"

"sweetheart?"

I'm too focused on my instincts to listen, I just know one thing...Don't die.

"Yoú ar̕e ̨dèter͞m͡in͜ed to wįn͟, r̴i͟g͟ht̨ ̴Und̨yne̵? Welĺ ̶gue̢ss͢ w͠h́at͜.͡..̵"

I charge her, forcing her to block my spear with one of her own, becoming surprised by the sudden attack and that I'm actually pushing her back.

"S͢o ́am͟ ͘I̴!̵"

She grits her teeth and snarls as she pushes back against me, effectively regaining her ground.

"You're a real pain in the neck, huh? Good! I was hoping this wasn't going to be easy. Now show me what you really got! Don't hold back!"

I merely shake my head.

This does not please her.

"NGAHHH! DIE ALREADY, YOU LITTLE BRAT!"

Thus a strange sparing match ensues.

It's sort of a mix of fencing and bō staff fighting.

Lots of quick movements, fast pace dodging, and counter clashes.

In the back of my mind a part of me is wondering how the hell I'm doing this, I mean, before I was only able to evade and even then it was far from good, the slices I have on me prove that.

But now, I'm matching her blow for blow.

"You're really some kind of a freak, huh?"

"Like ͞I͠ h̨aven't b͡een ͝c͟alled ̵tha͟t̛ o̢n̴ę ̕bęf͠ore."

"This whole time I was chasing after you...something's been bothering me. I felt something...Strange. Hearing about your weird powers only made that feeling stronger. And now seeing them over there, how strongly they intend to get in here, I think I know why. You must be mind-controlling them! Manipulating people to make them like you...What a Grade-A FREAK!"

"W͟o͘w ͘Unḑy͜ǹe҉.̵..̢Y͢ou͡ real̨ly are an ͜i̕ḑiot so͞m̀et̡im͟es͜.͝"

"You snarky bitch! Now enough! For everyone's hopes! For everyone's dreams! And for my own freaking dignity! I, UNDYNE, will knock you down! I will KILL you! And I will take your SOUL! So STOP being so damn resilient!"

Something about this, the way she's saying these things, the tone in her voice, her determined actions, it's like she's desperate...but why?

What is making her so desperate to see me dead?

As Captain of the Royal Guard, I know it's her job to capture and take my soul to Asgore, but this was cleared up before, I thought we were friends.

Or maybe...Maybe she's desperate because she's afraid?

Afraid that I might do something bad?

Be it intentional or not.

If that's the case, I can understand her no remorse style of things, but still, this is over board in handling it, it's far from what a hero like her should be doing.

I suppose I am given no choice.

If pleas from her subordinates and the Queen herself won't stop her, my words will fail to reach her, nothing short of Asgore himself can talk her down.

I must beat her at her own game.

Maybe beating some sense into her will get her back to thinking clearly.

Because if she won't let me spare her, I will make her want my mercy!

"You k͞now̴, ̧a͝ ̡flo҉wer ơn͏ce̴ asked ̷m̨e͞ ͟s͝omeţh̶i͜ng̕. Ḩe ͏as͏k͠ed̵ m̶e ̷'Wh͘a͝t̢ ͜wil̸l͏ y͞ou͟ ͝do ͠if ͡y҉o͡u meet̛ a̶ r̕ȩl̡en͞t̡ĺès̨s ̛kil҉l͠er?̴'. ͏I did̛n̕'͠t ͝hav́e a ́a͡nsẁer̶ ͢fo͟r h҉im ͡th͝en͝, ͘b͝ut͞ ͡n̨ow..̸.Now ̴I k̨n͞o̴ẁ ̡wh̢at̡ I̛'d ͢d͏o.͞"

"Oh yeah? And what's that? You'd hug them or something?"

"Yeah. ̸Th́a̡t͏'̧s̨ e͠xac̵tl͘y͏ w̧hat́ I͠'͡d̛ d̡o. I'd̸ ͠hu̷g͞ ͏t̸h̀e̡m̛.͡ ̧I'͡d͠ ͡t̀a͞ke all t̵he̕y ͢had ̶t͜o dis͘h òu̕t ti͟l͢l ̴they̷ ͏ha̡d ̛n͏ó m̀o̡r͟è and ̕th͡én ̴s̵par̷e̴ ͢th͞e̷m.́ ́B̛e͏c̶a͠use I͘ ͡ma̛y ͟ha̛v̕e͟ ̢p̴o͘we͜r, ̴b́ut͡ ͠ha҉vi̧nǵ power͡ ́i͝sn'̛t ͠c̵o͜ntr͞o̴l͡ at ̸a̢l̨l҉.͝ Power͠ ͢is st҉re͞ng̷t̶h,̨ a̢nd ǵivi̶ng͜ that̴ ͝s͝t҉reng͢t͏h ͜t͠o͝ ̷o͡thers̢.͟ ̵An͜d a ļe͢a̧der͘ ̀i҉sn'͞t some͘one̷ ͢wh̵o f͘o̢rc͞es̷ ͞o̡t҉h͢e̛r̛s̷ t̵o̶ mak҉e ̀them stronģe͟r̢;͘ a͝ lea͘de̴r̡ is̶ so͞m͡eone ̡w͝i͠l҉l̢i̕ng̛ ͞t́o̸ give͏ their͟ ̵ştre̢ngt̷h͘ to̸ o̴t̵h́e͘rs͝ th̡a͘t t̨hey̕ ͜may̷ ̸h͝ave͟ ҉t͘h̷e ̴s͘tren̢g͞th̸ ͜t́o̡ ̶s͏ta҉n̕d ̢on ͞the͏ir ͠o̕wn҉.͢ I̶s̀ t̵hat̢ n͝ot who ͟y̶ou are͟ ͝U̧n̢dy͡ne?͟ ͠I͠s th͠i͟s̸ ẁhát y҉ou are͡ ̢d͠oiņg̷ ͝noẁ?"

"*growls* Do not MOCK me!"

She hurls spear after spear in a endless barge of pointed death.

But I stand my ground and spin my spear fast enough to deflect her attacks.

Such a battle, it baffles those who are stuck on the sidelines.

"My child...What is this power you possess?"

"you can do it kiddo! take her down! i know you can!"

Papyrus who had remained in the background, slowly was making his way closer, his body moving on its own while his mind was trying to understand why all this was happening to begin with.

By the time he had reached the battle field alongside his brother and Queen did it all sink in.

The human he had come to love for was holding strong but nearing her end, adrenaline was the only factor keeping her going as blood loss should've knocked her out cold ages ago.

But he couldn't do anything to help her...could he?

"Come on, is that all you've got!?"

"F͜u̧nny, ̕I̕ ̡was҉ a̢bout̨ as̕k you ҉th̴e̵ sa͜me ͘qu͟e͞s͢t̸i̕on.́"

"That mouth of yours is going to get you killed. And sooner than you might think!"

Pain suddenly shoots through both my legs and the roar that comes out of me is a sound that is haunting even to my own ears.

[HP ███ 3/20]

2 spears had come up at an angle and anchored themselves as to make it impossible to move without hurting myself.

"Ha! Got nothing to say now, huh? ...Pathetic. No more games human. This ends now."

She starts to draw near again but stops when a odd sounds gets to her.

A glitching distorted sound that's weak at first yet then grows louder...I'm laughing.

"Yo̡u..̸.͡Y͡ou̕ ͢t͞hin̨k͜ t̶h̴i̴s is̸ ͞how ̀hero'́s͞ ̧w̵in? ͏W͝h̡ąt͠ a͟ j͜oke y̴o̸u̶ ̛are! ̸P҉o͜s͟ít̵iv͢e͢ly h͢il̷ar͘įou̷s!̢"

"Looks like you've lost more than this fight human. Allow me to put you out of your misery."

"Mi̡sery ̢lo̸v̕es co̶mp͏any.̢ ͟Wi͞l̴ļ ̷you ̷jo҉i̸n m͠e̛ Ųndyn̴e?̶ L͟et̢ ̴m̡e ͝s͞p̸are yo̢u. K̀n͡ów my̡ m̛er̀c̷y.̷"

"Mercy! Ha! I still can't believe YOU want to spare ME! Mercy is for the weak."

"H̕eheh̵e͢h̨.̴.̀.O̕h s͝i͟lly͏ U͞n̵ḑyn͏e̡. ̵You͘ ͝t̕hink͏ ̀I'̧m gi͢vin͠g̡ you a ͘ch͘ói͞c̕e͏?̕ ̧T͟hat's̴ so̡ cu̕te.̀ ̨Fa͢r̶ f̸r̀o̧m ͢it̵.̡ You wi͝ll ͜a͘cc͝ep̸t̛ ͠my͠ mer̀c͜y.͟ ̕I͝n ́fa̕c̷t͠, y͟ou'̵r̶e go̵i͟ng to͠ be̢g m̵e͟ f̡o͝r it҉."

"Heh, now I know you've lost your mind. Because there's no way in...hell...?"

[HP ██ 2/20]

Following the angle of the spear I pull my right leg free, biting into my arm to muffle myself before doing the same with the left leg.

[HP █ 1/20]

"What͟'s t̡h́e͡ mat͝t̸èr͞ Undỳne̶?̢ C̀at͝ ̵g̕ot͝ ͏the͟ f͞i͞sh̛'̛s ̨t͡o̸ņgue̕?́ Or̶ ҉ha͞v͠e yo̶u̶ ņo̢t҉ ̨seeń ͞th̶i̕s ͜lev͏el o͏f͏ ͞de͞tèrm͏i̶nati̵on͝ ͘bef̵o͡re͟?́ ͜It͜'̷s̴ ̕p͢o̶sit͞iv̵e͟ly̡ ̨re̵ļe͢n͡tless͡!̨"

Maybe it's my behavior, maybe it's my glitchiness, maybe it's the power resonating from from my damaged soul, or maybe it's the creepiness in the look on my face, but whatever the reason is, Undyne's composure as the tough 'I'm going to win and kill you' warrior breaks into what looks a lot like fear.

"W-what...What the hell are you?!"

"M̴e?̕ I'm j̸us͠t҉ a ̴gir͞l t͘h͟at͏'̶s tryíng̀ ҉to ̛d͏o̵ ͠t̷he r̴ight̵ ͢t̸hi̡ng. ͝Nơw͜.̶..̵A͠ccep͝t ́m̨y͘ m͜er̛c͘y."

"I WILL NEVER TAKE MERCY FROM THE LIKES OF YOU!"

Spear still in hand, I step forward...She steps back.

I step again, she steps back, step, back, step, back...rather amusing really but not getting anything done.

"W͞ha͝t̴'s ͠th̀e͝ m͘at͞ter͡ Un͟dyne,͡ scar̨e̛d?"

"No...NO! Everyone's hopes. Everyone's dreams. Everyone is counting on me to protect them! I WILL DEFEAT YOU! Monsters...Everyone...I can feel their hearts beating as one. And we all have ONE goal. To defeat YOU."

"Y̨o͟u̕'͏r͘e̸ ͠m͝or͝e ̡t͝han͘ ̡w̛elc҉o̵ḿęd to ̕try̨ d̴ear̶.̷ B̧ut ̢I'҉m ͡n̨o͡t҉ t͟ḩe͡ ̛one͝ who'̀s͢ ̶tre͡mb͞li̧ng͝ awa͞y̕. Ju̡s͜t ļet͏ m̕e͠ ̴spaŗe ̀you ̸an҉d t͞h͞is̸ w̷i̢ll a͞ll͝ b͡e over."

"Human! No, WHATEVER you are! For the sake of the whole world...I, UNDYNE, will strike you down!"

She brandishes a massive spear and charges at me in a last attempt of taking me out, but I can see in her eye, she's lost herself in her fear and anger, this is my advantage to turn the tide of this fight.

She lunges the spear at me, I move and use my spear to force her's into the wood of the boardwalk, jamming it stuck.

This pisses her off, she hisses with attempts to punch me, but this too only angers her more as now I'm not even trying to deflect her, her form has gotten so sloppy that it's sad.

"What the hell is the holdup? COME ON ALREADY! FIGHT ME!"

God this is pathetic.

Best finish this before I end up feeling bad about this.

I trip her up the get behind her, grabbing her around the waist, I lift her up high before falling backwards while bridging my back along with my legs, slamming her down to the ground shoulders and upper back first...otherwise known as preforming a belly-to-back waist lock suplex.

It doesn't hurt her so much as this kind on move is more of a stunning blow, that's why I get up fast to stand over her, holding her down with a foot on her torso and put a spear to her neck.

"So...What are you waiting for? Do your worst!"

She just doesn't get it.

"I̛ s̢pare ̵y͡ou ̴U͞nd̡y͞n̴ȩ.̵"

"You miserable...How many times do I have to shout it in your face?! YOU! WILL! NEVER! SPARE! ME!"

You leave me no other option...

"So b͜e ̧it..͞."

I raise the spear up high and she huffs before locking eyes with me.

"STOP!"

The sound of running steps confuses me till I feel familiar arms wrap around my waist in shaken worry.

"PLEASE...NO MORE. YOU WON LYNSIE. THE FIGHT IS OVER. YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS. JUST PUT THE SPEAR DOWN. PLEASE...I DON'T WANT TO SEE ANYMORE PAIN."

Oh sweet Papyrus.

"Y̕ou͝ ͘s͟e҉e t͟his Uńdy̴ne?͢ ́This r͠i̶g͢ht ͝her̕e. Thi̧s̶ ̵is w̵h̕e̛re̢ ̸m͡y ͝t͞r̸ue̶ po͠wȩr lie͏s̸.͟ M̢y r̸ea͘so̵n to̢ ́ļi͟ve̶.̧ ͢T̀h̴e̡m. My ͟f̡r̷i҉ȩnds͘ ̷a̕n̡d͏ ̨fam҉il̕y.̧ I̵'̸d d̷o ̛a̴ǹythi͡ng̵ ͝for̡ t͠hem.̶ To prot͢ect ͠th̡em͟.̨ ͟To m̕ake ͞t̨hem h̶ąppy.͞ A̛n͡d̀ ͢aş lo͘n͟g ͡às͜ ͢I̷'v̧e ҉got ̛m̸y̛ frien͠ds beh̶ind m͡ȩ, the̕re̡ is͘ nò l̨im̸i̸t ͞I͠ ͡w͡on'̷t br͝e͜ak̀ f͠or̨ t͢h̵e͏iŗ ͠sake͝s.̕ This i̴s̷ why,̡ n͠o ̀mattèr w͘hàt͠ ͘yơu̷ ͝s̨ay͞ ͡o͞r w͝h͝at ͞y̧ǫu̢ do.͟..̴"

I bring the spear down full force, causing shocked gasps and a scream from Undyne...till she notices the spear is plunged into the wood beside her head.

"I gív̛e͞ ͘you͜ ̕mer̷cy, ͡y̷ou ͢sil̢ly̕ ̡f͘i͢sh͘.̕"

I smile as my knees buckle and Papyrus's grip on me strengthens, lifting me up into his arms as my soul fades back to normal before returning to my body.

"LYNSIE? ARE YOU OKAY?"

"Be honest with me sweety...How bad do I look? 'Cause I feel pretty messed up."

He sighs with relief.

"IF YOUR WELL ENOUGH TO MAKE JOKES, THEN YOUR BETTER THAN YOU LOOK. I SWEAR, I'M NOT LETTING YOU OUT OF MY SIGHT FROM THIS MOMENT ON."

"Yes sweety."

"I MEAN REALLY. RUNNING OFF AND NOT LETTING ANYONE KNOW WHERE YOU WENT? WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!"

"I'm sorry Papy. It won't happen again. I promise."

"IT BETTER NOT. OR I MIGHT HAVE TO PUNISH YOU."

"Punish?"

"SUCH AS NO MORE CUDDLES."

"No! I'll be a good girl I swear! Please don't stop the cuddles!"

To Undyne, watching this was both sickeningly sweet and down right confusing.

No way she really lost to this, there was just no way!

"Hey!"

Papyrus and I watch as she picks herself up, using the spear as a brace to help stand, her eye still alight with a burning flame.

"I'm not through with you yet."

"UNDYNE, DON'T YOU THINK THIS HAS GO ON LONG ENOUGH?"

"Put her down Papyrus."

"BUT UNDYNE..."

"That's an ORDER!"

"Papy, it's okay."

"BUT YOU'RE STILL HURT."

"I'll be okay. Just help me stand for a moment. Okay? I promise, no more fighting."

He's unsure, but my promise and her order make him set me down, all be it a bit unsteady, but I stand once more.

"Okay Undyne...What's the deal now?"

"After all of this...You still spared me. I was this close to killing you, and you still showed me mercy. I've been defeated...I'm completely and utterly humiliated...I failed in every way there is...I even failed to befriend you. And the worst part is, I know you were holding back the whole damn time!"

"I told you I wasn't going to fight you. And defending myself doesn't take much power."

"That's why I want one last go. One final rematch! All out on both sides! IT'S THE ONLY WAY I CAN REGAIN MY LOST PRIDE! NOW COME ON! HIT ME WITH ALL YOU'VE GOT! NGAHHHH!"

"You want me to hit you? Just once?"

"NO HOLDING BACK THIS TIME! I WANT TO KNOW JUST HOW STRONG YOU REALLY ARE!"

"And they say I'm stubborn..."

I sigh but then smile softly.

"Very well. One punch and all is done. No more of this nonsense. Deal?"

"DEAL! NOW HIT ME!"

[Undyne is letting you make the first attack.]

"hit her sweetheart! knock her block off!"

"Don't do it child! It's not worth it!"

So this is what was going on while I was in the zone, oddly funny really.

"YOU WON'T REALLY HURT HER, WILL YOU?"

"A promise is my vow, and I never break my promises."

"OKAY..."

He backs up a bit and I collect myself then look at her intensely.

"You want to feel my full strength? Then brace for it. Because this is going to be extreme!"

I pull back, winding my right fist up with effort, because you know, I'm pretty jacked up, and then launch my punch like a cannon going off...a cannon with not gunpowder that is.

[You pretend to swing at UNDYNE with all your might.]

The blow lands on her chest and she barely takes notice to it, though she does get a faint blush because my hand was on her chest.

Thank god she's flat as a board.

But the hit itself...does only 1 point of damage for all the show it was.

"What the? What...That's the best you can manage?"

"Yep. That was my fully awesome super badass mega punch of epicness! *giggles*"

She just eyes me funny as I wobble for a moment and Papyrus helps give me support by holding my arm around his neck.

"Even attacking at full force...You just can't muster any intent to hurt me, huh?"

"It's in my nature. I can't harm anyone, even if they've harmed me. Hell, I'm not even bothered by all this. In fact, I'm hoping we can all this be water under the bridge and be friend again. If that's alright of course?"

Shock hits her in waves before everything I've done and said finally sinks in and she smiles.

"Heh, you know what? I don't actually want to hurt you either. At first, I hated your stupid saccharine schtick, but...The way you hit me right now, it...Reminded me of someone I used to train with."

If I recall right, that could be Gerson or Asgore.

"Now I know you aren't just some wimpy loser. You're a wimpy loser with a big heart! Just like him..."

I giggle, that hits the nail on the head in describing me.

"Listen, human. It seems that you and ASGORE are fated to fight. But knowing him...He probably doesn't want to. Talk to him. I'm sure you can persuade him to let you go home."

"That's been my plan this whole time! I just want to go and talk with him."

I swear I could just slap her for making this so stupidly pointless.

"Yeah...Eventually, some mean human will fall down here...And I'll take THEIR soul instead. That makes sense, right?"

"Oh, by all means, kill that schmuck if they make trouble. Heck, let me join in on it. I know plenty of humans in need of a good ass kicking."

"Fuhuhu...Oh, and if you DO hurt ASGORE...I'll take the human souls...Cross the barrier...And beat the hell out of you! I mean...That's what friends are for, right? Fuhuhu!"

"Honestly Undyne, I wouldn't have it any other way."

[YOU WON!]

[You earned 0 XP and 0 gold.]

With that, the fight is officially over, which means Toriel and Sans are no longer being held back...uh oh.

"You may want to run."

"Huh? Why?"

"undyne you fishy bitch!"

Looking back, Toriel is a charging torrent of flames and now she sees just how badly she fucked up.

"Yeah...See you guys at Alphys's lab!"

Like that she bolts with great speed towards Hotland as Toriel just barely skids to a stop past Papyrus and me.

Honestly, she reminds me of the bull that hunted down the unicorn in 'The Last Unicorn' movie.

But oh how quick her rage ebbs into motherly love the moment her eyes are upon me once more.

"My child!"

Let the smothering begin.

"I'm so proud of you! You defended yourself with such skill and gave her mercy. Such a good girl...But don't you ever do something so foolish ever again or you're grounded for life."

But we're already underground?

"Yes mama, I understand."

"sweetheart!"

Sans nearly tackles me out of Papyrus's hold, thank goodness Pap is so strong or my face would be meeting the floor.

"don't you...*smooch* ever scare me...*smooch* like that again. *big smooch* you nearly scared me to death."

"Sorry punny bones. That wasn't something I wanted to do. I came out here because of Flowey."

"where is that weed anyway?"

"Don't know. He got me out here, let me read the wall plaques, then called me over here before going away."

"DO YOU THINK HE KNEW ABOUT UNDYNE?"

"Who knows? Maybe he did. Or maybe she scared him off. No one knows his motives but him."

"Child, are in any pain? Those wounds look awful."

"The ache has pretty much numbed out. Though I could probably use a doctor and some healing magic."

Honestly I have no idea how I'm not unconscious right now, that's how bad it is.

"NO WORRIES LYNSIE. I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, SHALL FIX YOU UP GOOD AS NEW."

"I too shall lend a hand. Sans, why don't you..."

"say no more. i know just what to do."

Sans vanishes in a shortcut while the other two proceed to heal me as best they can, though not everything is back in place, my ribs...Neither of them wanted to mess with my chest area, Alphys will need to check this out along with the rest of my messed up body.

Eventually we, along with the rest of the following monsters, get moving again.

Sans returns when we have to stop where there is cheese on a table that has been here so long, a magical crystal has grown around it, though it seems like the mouse has been trying to free it.

We stop mostly because of me.

My ribs, their shifting as I move and breathe.

I'm not sure if I can keep going at this rate, maybe if I take small breaths and hold them as long as I can while Papyrus holds me?

That might work...I hope.

"how are hanging there sweetheart?"

"Chest pain here and there. It's annoying."

"want me to just take you to alphys's?"

"No...No, it's not that bad."

"you sure? your soul is in pretty bad shape."

"I can't leave the group. Even if I wanted to, you know Pap and mama wouldn't like it."

"yeah. their not about to let you out of their sight again."

"Besides...I feel the damaged code of a amalgamate in the area. I have to fix them before we go."

He ruffles my hair endearingly.

"you are too sweet sometimes, you know that?"

"But that's what makes me so darn adorable."

He laughs as I snicker a bit, but that turns to coughing and I lurch uncomfortably as the pain increases.

"easy now...small breaths, small exhales."

I try, I really do...but something isn't right.

I can taste sweetened pennies...ah shit...that's blood.

"sweetheart?"

I swallow harshly and force myself up without a word.

"lynsie?"

This gets attention.

"Child? Are you feeling any better?"

I bypass Toriel and start walking.

The worry only gets higher.

"LYNSIE, YOU SHOULDN'T BE MOVING AROUND. IF YOU MUST GO, LET ME CARRY YOU."

I even go past Papyrus as I try to go into the next area to reach the magic storage box, there I can grab something to eat, maybe some food can help slow this inner damage down even if only be a little bit.

But shockingly, I hear concerned shouts from behind me and when I look back at them I am deeply confused.

Their staring right at me yet...yet they can't see me.

"No, no, no! Not again! Lynsie! Where are you?!"

"HUMAN, THIS TYPE OF HIDE AND SEEK IS NOT APPROVED BY THE GREAT PAPYRUS! I ASK THAT YOU SHOW YOURSELF IMMEDIATELY! ...PLEASE?"

"sweetheart?!"

Sans runs at me, but instead of getting to me or even going by me, he ends up in front of me confused and scared...much like me at the moment.

"Sans?"

He doesn't flinch, so he can't hear me either.

What the heck is going on?

That's when out of my peripheral vision something appears, sending chills throughout my entire body.

A gray door.

Where the flying fuck did this thing come from?!

How is it even here?

Has this been here the whole time?

No...It can't be the same door.

Could it?

Why would it even be in Waterfall?

What amount of sense is this suppose to make?!

I cough again, blood coming up more this time.

I don't know what to do or what's going on.

But I do know I need help.

And if anyone knows humans enough to help me...it's him.

I'm scared.

I'm nervous.

I'm probably dying from internal bleeding.

Yet even though my stomach is doing flips for days, I cautiously reach for the door knob.

In my dreams, instinct does this without any thought what so ever, but that's the land of the unconscious, where soul and body are two separate things apart from the mind's reasoning of time and space.

Turning this door knob is more excruciating than all the spears hitting me this day.

Just the sound of the tumblers clicking fills me with this sense of unknown dread.

If he is here, all is well, but what if he isn't behind this door?

What if I'm unleashing something terrible?

What if it's Chara?!

No...No, it's his door, it has to be, it's his and his alone.

I shut my eyes and open the door.

Slowly opening my eyes when nothing happens, my sight gazes into nothing before adjusting to the dull gray I've come to know so well.

Taking a few steps in, I pause and take a gem from the wall outside, I then jam it into latch to prevent the door from closing before heading further in.

What are the odds?

What are the odds that a room, that exists outside the scope of reality as we know it or come to understand it, would manifest in the here and now?

Further I step in till I freeze up completely.

There, in the far back, a form takes notice to this new development.

Turning to face me slowly and as puzzled to see me as I am that I'm even here.

There he is.

Gaster.