I love Undertale, and Undyne is one of my favorite characters! I could never do the genocide route, it was far too cruel, but I still feel bad for watching the playthroughs. You should listen to the Intense Symphonic Metal Cover of Battle Against a True Hero while reading this, it's an *experience*. Please leave reviews! Thank you and ENJOY!
The warrior breathed, deeply taking air into her lungs and exhaling as her face twisted into a snarl.
She was to face the creature.
An evil, a demon, a thing with powers beyond her comprehension, but she did understand one thing; it was unnatural, it wasn't human, and was somehow taking the appearance of an innocent child. How it managed this, she didn't know, but then again, she didn't know how anything sentient could slaughter everything in it's path without so much as a twitch of remorse.
Her hands wrenched into fists, nails digging into her palms a the thought of the fallen. Too many. The air smelt of death. It made her sick. But truly, it made her furious. It made her want to make the miserable creature suffer. It made her do something reckless.
She decided to face the creature.
She hid away, watching as everyone evacuated themselves, running from the threat, bundling their families and homes up close in as little time as they could. She saw their terror, how mothers hushed their crying children as they picked up on the ambient anxiety, how the even the homeless waifs gathered their rags and ran, because in the face of such a beast, how else could they live? She felt justice and determination course through her very soul. These people, her people, any people, didn't deserve this.
She made her way back across the land, everything that was once so lively eerily empty and silent. A few notes were left behind of people begging for mercy, for peace for kindness in the soul of a relentless killer. Judging by the remains she saw, they received none.
She was facing the creature.
It really did look like a kid, especially with one of the true, innocent children there, trying to defend his home as his knees shook. The beast attacked. The warrior moved swiftly, taking the blow for the child. It burned, and she could feel her life force dripping from the wound, her grip on reality a little more skewed, She grit her teeth and gently but firmly told the child to run; she smiled and lied that she was okay.
The child ran, and she breathed a sigh of relief. She faced the being in front of her. It seemed so harmless, but the telatalle glitter of death surrounded it like a dark, bloody aura. She felt herself slipping further. She fell to her knees; was this all it took? One blow to face the grinning maw of death?
She refused to die.
Determination, so sharp and clear, filled her being. She would not give up. She felt all of her people's hearts beating as one, and in that moment, the entire world was her people. She would take this monstrosity down. They would all survive. They had to. She stood, and attacked.
Barrages and flurries of blows were exchanged in a never ending dance, her body and power moving in blurs of bright color. The creature slashed and dodged, keeping an emotionless, cold expression. She knew what that face meant. It meant the creature thought she was just in it's way; an obstacle, a hurdle in a game to jump across so they could continue their rampage of destruction.
Her lips lifted of her teeth in a threatening perversion of a smile. She pushed harder, feeling more determined then ever. She didn't care that she felt her body's limits being crossed. She didn't care as she felt herself slipping, and faltering, making her attacks more furious, more powerful, so that this thing could feel a semblance of the suffering it had sowed.
It landed a blow.
She smiled as she fell to the ground, spitting her last words in a growl.
"You will be defeated. My people are safe. Whatever you are, creature, you will be taken down. See you in Hell, demon."
She laughed, fully, strained chickles ripping themselves from her teeth as she could not longer speak.
The Undying warrior died, determination written across her very soul.
The creature laughed too, an insane mimicry of a child's innocent giggle, and skipped over the corpse. What a fun challenge that has been, but it had a whole world to destroy, after all.
Wailing, endless and distant, echoed through the Underground.
OOooh got angsty there didn't I? Don't regret it, worth it for the story!