Before you start reading I want to give you a little background of this fanfiction. This is a fanfiction made to explain my Au called UnderJudge. Most of the the story follows cannon Undertale, the difference is my original character. He makes an impact on the story, but for you to find how he impacts is for read the fanfiction! Also Wingdings does not transfer over to well so it's just be a series is --, so look it for that.
Please note I do not own Undertale, only this au and the original characters displayed In it!
Hope you enjoy it!
Bam!
Joker looks down resignedly, his amulet resting on his sternum, cut in half from the second [CRITICAL] hit Frisk landed on him. Even if he could take a third hit, he'll die anyway once his joints freeze over due to the lose of heat, powered by the amulet. He could feel his phalanges already freezing over, a thin layer of ice fusing his them together. Frost spread from his cracked skull, slowly covering his head.
"welp kid. this is it." He said to the (dirty brother kil-) human. Frisk tilted their head, seemingly confused, as Joker still had a third of his health left.
"you seem confused. i would explain, but i dont have a lot of time left. but i do have time to give a warning…" Jokers duel colored eye lights flicker out. Frisk grinned, this is new, they thought. Maybe they finally forced Sans into new dialogue after all these genocides! Excitement rippled through their body.
"be prepared for what comes next, -- wont be as kind as me." His voice, glitches when he spoke a language known as, Wing Ding. With those last words being forced through his mandible, Joker finally froze, unable to dust due to the heavy ice covering his body.
Frisk stands there in shocked confusion. --?What does that mean? What language even was that? They thought apprehensively.
Ignore it. It must be a desperate last resort into making us reset, by trying scare us. A voice said behind Frisk. Frisk nodded, not evening bothering to look at their tag-a-long. Chara was a young looking androgynous boy, who was so eerily similar looking to Frisk, they avoid looking in his direction.
They continued on to the corridor before Asgore's throne room. They paused before they reached the throne room.
What's wrong? Is something there? Chara asked, orbiting around Frisk to find the disturbance that interrupted them. Frisk grimaced, looking around the dark corridor, also looking for the oppressing force. Seeing no one, they tried to continue down the corridor but found their feet stuck to the floor. Confused and scared, Frisk watched the surroundings turn black and white. A battle? There's not supposed to be a monster before Asgore, not after Sans anyway, They thought to Chara.
Well this is what you wanted, isn't partner? Something new to satisfy your never ending curiosity? Chara snarked, turning fully invisible as not to distract Frisk from the up coming battle. Hearing heavy foot steps from behind them, Frisk tried to turn to see their opponent. But they were still stuck in place, and that was when they realized they were stuck in blue magic. But that's not possible, they thought, blue magic only works like that with Sans!
"Heh. You Think Sans Was The Only One Able To Use Magic Like This?" A baritone voice said behind them, the footsteps stopping just behind them. Frisk [Determinedly] tries to turn, fear churning in their stomach.
"Who Do You Think Taught Him His Magic? He Certainly Didn't Learn It Himself." The voice was now right behind their left ear. Frisk instinctively tried to whip around towards the voice, pure cold fear rushing through their veins. Chara appeared in front of Frisk, waving his transparent hands frantically.
Reset! Reset! You can't take on this monster! He yelled. This monster is quite literally a monster! They are even stronger than Sans! Frisk shook their head. I have killed the entire underground thousands of times just for something new, I'm not resetting. They thought firmly, even with the new wave of fear that flooded their body seeing how scared Chara was.
"Now… T u r n A r o u n d A n d M e e t Y o u r E x e c u t i o n e r , D i r t y S o n K i l l e r."