Undyne: I'm prepared to be all sorts of awesome.

Alphys: Y-Yes, I bet you are...

Toriel: I'm also feeling quite bold right now.

Elvira: Yup. And you know how tough it is to try and obstruct determined women.~

Undyne: Guts!

Alphys: R-Resolve!

Elvira: Spunk!~

Toriel: What follows, with our current strength able to enforce our boasts...is victory.

Chapter Start!

Koalveth Power Station. To the common folk, it was old and abandoned, not interesting in the slightest. Most have never thought to look underneath it, and those that tried have been chased off or killed. Underneath the power station lies tunnels, storage rooms, offices...

And numerous, dirty, poorly managed cell blocks.

This is where kidnapped humans and the occasional monster were brought. It was an anthill of slavery, extortion, and kidnapping. It was a significant part of Surripio's criminal underground, one they were very careful to keep out of Levi's reach without leaving a territory he protected suffering even more severe consequences before his retribution would come upon them.

The place was dark and decrepit, dirty water dripping from the ceilings and normal rats scurrying all over the place, along with the occasional cockroaches and cobwebs. It was like that within the cell blocks as well, which were very poorly taken care of, as well as the prisoners trapped within, young and old, human and monster.

There was only one way in, and that was a long stairway down to the reception area, in which case getting to the cell areas would be easy.

Said reception area was manned by a Froggit lookalike, only more bloated and humanoid with big bulbous eyes. He wore white suspenders, black slacks, and an accountants cap. And on his chest was a name tag, with a name that's just as creative as Froggit.

...Croaker.

He thinks it's a pretty good name. His human co-workers agree to disagree.

"Hey! Croaks!" The monster lifted his head as an eye rolled towards the sound of his partner calling him, a broadly-built human named Arno with a strangely eye-catching blue suit. "Did you get the latest updates?"

"I'm looking at them now." Croaker croaks as he looked at his desk covered with the wanted posters of recent visitors to Surripio. "This is ridiculous. I get Elvira, what' up with the other three on this list? A Scientist, a Warrior, and a Queen of all Monsters. What could they be doing in Surripio?"

"Beats me. All I know is that they're worth quite a lot of gold, which is quite an incentive to hunt them down, don't you think?"

"You can probably do it."

"What, why?!"

"Lemme remind you: Case you haven't noticed, I run the reception desk so nothing goes too awry near the entrance. The bounty hunting is left to you." Croaker waved off as he stared at the pictures more, the smiling slightly. "Though you have to admit, these ladies are quite the lookers.~"

"Even the scientist?"

"Why not? Sure, she may be slightly on the chubby side, but in a way that just adds to the cute and cuddly. As for the other three, just crazy. I mean, especially Queen Toriel and Undying, they have such bountiful bre-BOUNTIES! They have bountiful bounties! Hehe, yeah! That's what I meant!'

"...Sure it was." Arno wasn't convinced in the slightest. "It ain't like we'll be able to get'em anyway. I mean, they thought it was a good idea to waltz right into Surripio and give Faust a lotta stress. No way they would make it very far, and they ain't crazy enough to start reckin' havoc in enemy territory, surrounded by...well...enemies."

"Yeah...you're probably right." Croaker sighed. Such a shame, too. If only he could meet at least one of these beauties. Sure, they would have to be captured and killed afterwards for their bounties, but simply seeing them would be a tre-

CRASH!

Neither of them really knew what happened, or how. All they knew was that at one moment, they were casually chatting in the reception area. Moments later, they've been blown all the way back to the prison area, in which the prisoners, and the guards lazily watching over them, looked at them both with immense shock. Croaker and Arno stood up so they could see what happened.

Slowly, multiple figures behan emerging from the smoke.

First was Dogamy and Dogressa, each holding theor halberds in their paws with serious gazes. Next was Doggo, who came in holding one sword over his shoulder and the other hanging in his paw, while smoking a doggy treat with his fangs casually bared. Lesser Dog and Greater Dog also strolled in, having their weapons but also simply looking happy to be participating. Ice Wolf was probably the most menacing; and combined with his black fur, blank white eyes, gentle icy mist escaping his maw with every breath, and his sheer size, he truly looked frightening.

But the one they should truly be scared of was the last one who entered.

Arno blinked and quickly checked his poster. "...Holy smokes...it's her!"

The Pack cleared way as Undyne slowly waltzed through. The others got a good look at her, as well as Croaker. She was wearing the same suit as the others, only she held her jacket over her shoulder with the shirt underneath having it's sleeves pulled back and first three buttons undone, showing a little bit of her chest; she must not be too caring about how she wears certain suits. Crimson hair, blue skin, natural red marks on her arms, fins on the sides of her head an eyepatch, and the sheer scary sharpness of her numerous teeth, which a single toothpick was sticking out of. Just by the look of her, the feeling of her magic, how trained her body seemed to be due to a bit of honed muscle on her, Croaker was able to come to several sound conclusions from careful observation alone.

Undyne was strong. She was trained. She was focused. And most importantly, she was very stac-

DETERMINED! She was very Determined! That's what he was thinking! Nothing else!

Boing~

...Nothing at all.

The tense silence continued as Undyne casually ignored the fact that she smashed her way into an underground prison without a care. The first thing she did was take a look around the spacious circular room where the prison cells were. She counted at least fifty of them on the current floor, and most have more than one prisoner. She had a confident feeling that there were more further below. Plenty of humans and monsters, as well as elderly and children from both species, all looking scared and confused as the fish woman took a careful look around the room. The enemies didn't even register on her focus...which pissed them off a little.

"Ginger fish! Are you just gonna stand here and ignore us?!"

No response yet. Simply more observation. This was getting ridiculous.

Though after a firm nod, Undyne turned to her opposition. "Hey! Dumbshits!"

"Huuuuh...?!"

"You all have two options before you right now. Let all these prisoners go or I'll kick your asses. Other option...let all these prisoners go, then I'll kick your asses. Sound good?"

"Wait...both of those end with us getting beaten up."

"Callous imprisonment of innocent humans and monsters, piss-poor conditions, complete lack of care for their well-being. You're lucky I'll be letting you off with only savage beatdown. It's just that it's gonna be worse if you don't comply."

Arno chuckled as he stood up and brushed himself off. "Geez, lady. I don't think you understand what you've stormed into. You see...you're a wanted woman with the second highest bounty among the four listed, in which all of you are wanted dead. And I don't know how tough ya think you are, but ya can't just waltz in here with your cute little dogs and start giving demands and expect things to go your way. Nah, that ain't how this works."

"Unfortunately for you, it really isn't." Croaker stated along with him. "We've been in this for a while now an-*CROAK!*" Croaker croaks involuntarily, coughing a bit and sheepishly rubbing his head. "Sorry, can't really control that...we've done this more times than you can count. And from all our time, we've never had anyone break INTO our imprisonments."

"Much less break out, when I'm in charge." Arno grinned devilishly. "I've served as a prison guard on a tropical dictatorship in which the only difference between guards and inmates was the uniform. Then I tried my hand as a dog of war...but ya know? Something about having superiority over a group of prisoners gives me a better sense of self-fulfillment. As such, I've seen a lot. But never have I seen anyone break INTO prison with every intent of breaking every one of the inmates out. You've got serious guts, fish-lady."

"..."

"But you HAVE to realize the obvious conclusion to this. You and your pups are gonna die, and we're gonna cash in on your bounty. That outcome simply seems much more likely, don't you think?"

"...You morons done yet?" Undyne asked dully.

"Wha-?!"

"First off, none of that involved the answers I provided. Second off, every single one of these monsters and humans are innocent and should be allowed to live their lives. They're not meant to be sold off to some scumbags or killed for their souls to be drained into cheap power jars. I'm gonna do my part to put a stop to that!"

Croaker croaked again, coughing. "Ack...so...you know about that, huh?"

"Those little operations put our home in the crosshairs, and that pissed us off. Now we're gonna tear it all down, so that you can NEVER do it again."

"I...I don't think you realize your situation. You're grossly outnumbered! There's no way you can succeed! You're not strong enough!"

"...Here's a funny story about that." Undyne smirked. "Ya see, I thought I was pretty tough back under Mt. Ebott. Toughest gal around, toughest warrior around. But then I find out just how weak I was when I struggled to take out a human kid and my teacher's then ex-wife. Those were the days..."

"Whaddya talkin' about?" Most of his men thought about attempting to interrupt via attacking her, but a vicious growl from all the canines dissuaded the idea immediately, despite knowing they were outnumbered.

"Then I realized something else the more I spent time fighting other humans and monsters on the Surface. Learning how big the world truly is." Undyne continued. "Monsters CAN be as tough as humans, to match them blow for blow with or without absorbing a human soul, and win. The ones from Mt. Ebott like myself have just been so complacent with peace-strained peace, but peace-Underground that we didn't really have a serious motivation to get much stronger. Sure, we were somewhat driven by human-hating propaganda, but we still didn't do much to make sure we would have the strength to enforce those promises. Our friend Frisk managed to set us straight, though."

"A friend, huh...?"

"And who knows? Maybe way back before the Monster-Human War scattered us, that might have been the case as well, which might be a major reason why we lost so badly when it happened. We had no drive to become stronger, to surpass our limits, because at the time, everything was fine, everything was nice and peaceful. Everyone was getting along. No need to be strong to protect anything because nothing's threatening us, right? But the next moment? BAM! A mostly one-sided war outta nowhere. Don't quote me on any of that though. But now? Now that we've been exposed to the big bad world? We've found our drive, our momentum, our strength to protect." She grinned. "After we've endured many super tough battles so far, and a hefty helping of continually surpassing our limits just to survive against the onslaught of assholes trying to kill us, we've gotten a LOT stronger in order to protect each other. So much stronger, I'm pretty confident in my ability to beat every single one of you into the dirt, free all the prisoners, then destroy this place. Single-handedly."

"What...?!" Arno was now glaring vehemently, as well as his men.

"Buuuut...that wouldn't be very fair to the Pack here." Undyne pointed out as she lightly pets the head of Doggo. "You see, they're itching to kick some tail too, and me hogging all the action would leave them with nothing to do." She eased off and gazed at her opposition again. "So...last warning. Let these prisoners go free, and we'll somewhat go easy on you...probably."

"Tch...boys! We're killing them! Anyone who brings the biggest handful of the fish broad's dust gets the biggest share of the reward!" Arno announced. Most of the guards roared with approval as they closed in on Undyne and the Pack, few were wary but most had a hunger for violence in their eyes.

"...So...can I take that as a no?" Undyne asked casually.

"What do you think?!"

"...Fuhuhu..."

A shadow fell across Undyne's face, aside from her mouth. She raised her head a bit, taking a deep breath as her breasts rose slightly from it, before falling...and it was followed was the most unnerving grin Arno has ever seen in his life from a woman-which said a LOT- and the many sharp teeth worsened how utterly terrifying it was. Then Undyne spoke, nay, she practically purred, in a deceivingly seductive manner that sent a shiver through their souls:

"Goooood.~"

A moment. Undyne had closed the distance in a moment, before Arno could even attempt to think of a way to retaliate. She grinned madly at him as her right fist clenched tightly. The fist just as quickly smashes into his face, sending him flying into the far rear wall, cracking it slightly as he slumped to the ground, lying on his side and clutching his now bruised face.

His nose has most certainly been shattered.

The rest of the guards began surrounding Undyne and the Pack. The former was completely unbothered by this. "Fuhuhu...seems that you're all spoiling for a scrap too. But here's a curious question. Do you want it more than we do? Boys! And Gal." Undyne called fo the Pack, saying the latter to acknowledge Dogressa, who nodded in appreciation. Undyne soon cracked her knuckles, as well as her neck. "Sic em'~"

The adorable dogs soon tapped into their souls as vicious wolves.

Doggo, Greater Dog, and Lesser Dog leaped forth and struck several of the guards down. Greater Dog punched one of them down into the ground, slamming his face into into the concrete. Lesser Dog jumped in front and blocked a blow from another guard with his shield, pushing them off and sending them flying against the wall. Yet another one attempted to attsck them, but was easily sent flying with a shield bash to the face, also knocking them unconscious. Another one tried to attack Undyne from behind, though he was immediately cut off-in both meanings-by Doggo slashing him across the chest in a flash. Doggo wore a rather cheeky grin while still smoking his doggy treat.

"Hey hey...try not to strike our Boss in the back, eh? She's a very busy woman." Doggo mentioned almost casually. He pushed another one off and slashed him across the chest against then roughly kicking another across the face. A lot of chaos in this room. A lot of movement. That works out perfectly for me! "Boss, I can smell more prisoners below. And at least another floor under."

"So that's likely one hundred and fifty cages with who knows how many prisoners...damn, it's gonna take too long to free them all individually, which will be even longer if these assholes are constantly interrupting us while trying to do so one at a time, plus there's the risk of them getting attscked on their way out. There's gotta be somethin' here that'll open all the cages at once. Ugh. Alphys could figure this shit out faster than me..." Undyne grumbled. Then she blinked as she remembered who's nose she broke with her right hook.

She could see Arno, who was still kind of recovering, holding his nose. And then she saw Croaker, who was at the reception desk near the entrance...they're the ones who would most likely know how to open those cages all at once.

She grinned. Alright then. We have two objectives. Beat the hell out of everyone, and get those two assholes to talk. Simple.~

*Croak*...This...this is not going very well." Croaker grumbled while standing close to Arno, who was still reeling in pain. "Arno, they're much stronger than we thought..."

"Bah, it doesn't matter. We hava lot more guys, and there ain't no way that a fish broad and her pups are gonna be able to take em' all down."

"...Yeah. Yeah, you're probably right."

"Oh booooyyysss.~" Undyne deceivingly purred again, gaining their attention. A spear manifested in her hand, and she pointed towards them. "Mind having a little chat with me?~"

"...Run away." Croaker croaked fearfully, before he hopped off towards the stairway to lower floors. Arno grumbled. Though he was NOT feeling up to getting any other part of his face broken, so he retreated with the monster toad.

Undyne wasn't dissuaded, she simply grinned whole nonchalantly back-handing another enemy that tried to sneak up on her. "Pack! We're moving further down!" Undyne commanded, as Doggo slashed another guard across their chest, Lesser Dog shield-bashing another, and Greater Dog slamming another agsinst a wall. They were fine, they'd hold the line here. Undyne leaped for the next stairway, with Dogamy, Dogressa, and Ice Wolf following right behind her.

They reached the second floor down, and Undyne correctly guessed that more prisoners were here, and their state wasn't much better. She pushed down her frustration, however, as she focused on chasing down Arno and Croaker. This goal was in mind as she jumped and kicked another guard in the face, knocking him aside and causing them to drop their weapon. Though another one attempted to attack her, only to be effortlessly swatted away with a slam from the flat side of Dogressa's halberd. Another was swatted aside with the flat end of Dogamy's halberd. They were both back to back, slamming oncoming guards with their halberds, avoiding lethal slash attacks. It was still enough to knock them unconscious, and to break several bones in the slightest.

Ice Wolf stomped forth, only stopping to see another, particularly large guard standing across from him. His name tag listed him as 'Kuarl The Knockout'. He cracked his knuckles menacingly, as Ice Wolf raised an eyebrow. Arno looked back and grinned, believing that he was finally going to get a break. Kuarl charged forth, pulling his fist back and placing his entire body into the blow. His fist sailed forward, unstoppable, undef-

WHAM!

Arno could barely believe what he was seeing, while Croaker was flat-out croaking constantly in disbelief. He was able to tell that Kuarl's punch was enhanced with magic, and it was supposed to be a devastating attack. From crippling humans and/or monsters, or punching a building wall so hard it shattered. He attacked Ice Wolf with that very same punch, holding nothing back.

All he managed to accomplish, while staring in absolute disbelief, was slightly bury his fist into Ice Wolf's right cheek, while the canine glared calmly at him with noting other than annoyance.

He didn't feel a thing. He barely even moved.

The black wolf's retaliation was slamming his fist into Kural's head, slamming him harshly into the concrete, creating several cracks in the ground. The black wolf soon howled as his arm swept across the room, throwing several other guards all over, with some landing on their sides and others on their faces.

"H-How...?" Arno sputtered in disbelief.

"I've told you. We monsters have quite a bit of potential in ourselves. All we needed was the drive and motication to seek it and bring it to the surface...this is the result." Undyne grinned. "Monsters from Ebott just happen to have found a LOT of motivation. You guys have likely done nothing but sit on your asses in front of cages, right?~"

"Tch..."

"Now...are you ready to give yourself up, or do we have to mess up your guys a bit more?" Arno's response was to furn and run, fleeing down a THIRD row of stairs along with Croaker. "Of course...hey! Ice Wolf! Dogi! Will you three be alright?"

"We have this handled, Captain!" Dogressa barked as she ducked under a punch and returned with a much stronger one.

"You go on ahead!" Dogamy shouted as he uppercutted another guard, then biting thw wrist of another one, then tossing them aside.

Undyne nodded as she once again followed Croaker and Arno into the underground prison. Her left eye under her eye patch flared slightly with magic, but she kept said eye patch on. It doesn't matter how much they run or how many subordinates they toss in her path. They weren't allowed to get away, she refused to allow it.

And they were slowly beginning to understand that, hence their running becoming more freaked out, panicked. They were afraid of her. Terrified of her.

Good.

She reached the third floor, the last floor, and it was decidedly the most spacious. Which was why it was very much filled with numerous guards wielding either normal weapons such as blackjacks and cattle prods, or weapons formed of magic from most monsters, each looking eager to claim her bounty. Arno and Croaker were on the other side of the room already, with the former wearing a smug grin and the latter looking shaken. She raised an eyebrow at this.

"You're pretty ridiculous, fish broad. But this is as far as you'll go." Arno chuckled.

"You say that as if I can't tear my way through this horde to get to you." Undyne tilted her head. "Because I can. And if you force me, I will."

"You're all boast, fish broad. Bluffin'!"

Undyne jumped from the railing and landed in front of the horde. She looked around, towards the cages she could see with her eye. Prisoners, humans and monsters from within were surprised by the events unfolding before them, but the look in their eyes said that they understood that she was not here to harm them, but to save them. They would shyly move up to the bars and lightly touch them, their eyes pleading with her to free them. Most of these people have been down here pretty recently, several days or weeks at most, months at best, with several looking cleaner than the rest. A certain few look like they haven't seen the light of day for several years, and were forced to grow accustomed to the cold dreariness of it all. They've lost hope of salvation. Undyne silently snarled at this.

"...Here's what's gonna happen. I'm gonna beat down all of your guys, and then I'm gonna march over to you and beat you bloody. Then you're gonna help me free these prisoners, and fully give yourselves up." Undyne bared her fangs. "That's not a request, nor is it a suggestion, and it sure as hell ain't a compromise. That outcome is non-negotiable, dumbasses."

"Big words comin' from a dead fish. Have at her, boys!" Arno commanded with a swipe of his hand. All of the guards shouted with approval and made their way towards Undyne.

She was unimpressed.

"...Fine. Let's see how well this choice works out for you!" Undyne shouted as she swiftly avoided the first swipe of the weapon behind her, elbowing him in the face. She then grabbed said face with the palm of her hand, then swung him around in an arc, smashing him into the other guards, then throwing him about, throwing him on top of his allies.

Briefly surprised by how things started, three more guards charged at her with weapons drawn. Her response was to catch another none by the face, throwing him over her shoulder into the second and slamming them both into the ground, cracking it greatly. She felt the third one swing his club at her, ducking under it while clenching her fist and burying it into his gut, knocking him back into several others. She lifted her head, the hair bang in front of her patched eye swaying slightly as she glared at the now justifiably concerned guards.

You punks have likely been sitting on your asses without having to seriously fight anything, because you're only guarding prisoners. Tough luck for you punks to end up with ME, who's been fighting ever since leaving the Underground, knocking down your door...! Undyne thought with a snarl as five other guards attempted to attack her. One of them swung their cattle prod weapon, and another attempted to attack from the side. Undyne swivels around and punched them in the hand they were using, causing a harsh yelp as his fingers broke upon contact, causing him to drop the cattle prod, and she quickly catches it; she swiveled around and jabbed another, stunning them a bit before kicking then upside the skull. She grabbed the man whose fingers she's broken, then kneed him in the gut before tossing him into an incoming group, knocking them down from the sudden and unexpected projectile. She snapped the cattle prod over her knee and tossed it aside.

She huffed slightly. She's already taken down close to a dozen of these guys and she didn't even have to use magic. She looked up to see Arno looking slightly annoyed, while Croaker was still looking terrified. They should be.

She jumped instinctively as a fireball flew under her, smashing into the wall above the guards. She landed on her feet and swiftly turned around to see a cat monster a with his paws outward. His ID was 'Felix', and he processed the fact that it was a really bad time for him to be missing a fireball.

"...I've said this once before...but I've been on the other side of much hotter flame magic. Yours doesn't even register being remotely threatening to me." Undyne stated blankly. She cracked her knuckles with a wicked grin. "Points for trying, though. I'm a nice enough gal to give ya that consolation.~" She would then leap over to knee said feline monster in the chin, swiftly knocking him out. He then grabbed him by the leg and used him as a club to smash him into other guards, sending them flying. At some point, they thought she would finally slow down a bit.

But no. It got worse. SO much worse.

"NGAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

She suddenly started SPINNING with poor Felix as her weapon, turning herself into a living, blurry spinning top while smacking him into numerous other guards and sending them all flying even further, knocking a majority of them unconscious on the spot. She then let go and sent Felix sailing into the wall, face-first.

Ouch.

And after they were through being surprised by that, they went right back to being beaten down, with Undyne being the gleeful giver of said beatdown. The prisoners, who looked so distraught in their current situation, were now cheering for the crazy fish woman fighting for their sake.

Arno was losing more and more confidence in his men, while Croaker was hiding behind him, shivering at the sight at the crazy fish woman beating up all their subordinates.

"Uh...Arno. I think we might be screwed..." Croaker whimpered.

"What makes you say that?" Arno asked, semi-obliviously.

"AAAAAGH!" SMACK!

"She's tearing our guys apart like it's nothing! She's not even using her magic!"

"You're exaggerating."

"Chilloutchilloutchilloutchill-" CRACK!

"She's leaving them bloodied and beaten and broken on the ground! The three B's!"

"Oh come now, some of them are still standing, aren't they?"

"H-Hey, hold on! Let's talk about th-" POW!

"Arno...she's GOING to get to us. We're CORNERED!"

"Come on, have a little faith, will ya?"

"NOO! I was gonna go on vacation this weekend!" SNAP!

Arno began slowly pulling himself out of his self-inflicted delusion, and began to truly realize that perhaps, just perhaps, that Undyne might have had the second highest bounty of the four wanted women for a damn good reason.

It's not everyday that he throws a major prison staff at one prisoner/intruder, and the staff LOSES.

One hundred. One hundred men on this floor. She took them all down bare-handed, without any magic, which several of them WERE using.

...We might be screwed.

Undyne sighed as she stood upon the littered bodies. Some were groaning from the pain while others were unconscious. They would live. Probably not well, but they would live. Her hair got a bit wild from the brawl, so she pulled it back and blew some of it away from her face. Her expression was surprisingly neutral.

"...Huh. You know, now that I'm really looking at what I just did, I'm realizing just how far I've come." Undyne said. "I'm not gonna lie to you. Several years back, as tough as I was, a monster like me would have been hopelessly screwed trying to fight this many humans at once bare-handed, with a few monsters on the side, without magic. But with six to seven years of training and honing in on my deeper potential? That hopeless challenge has turned to something akin to a five minute jog. Fuhuhu...how fucking crazy is that, right?" She grinned. "Anyway, back to business." She jumped high and far over to the platform they were standing on, landing on it creating an echo throughout the lsrge room. Arno stumbled bsck, falling on his rear.

"B-But...why would you do something like that at all...?"

Undyne grinned. "Because I wanted to prove that I CAN. Call it a self-imposed challenge that I passed with only a few bruises." A spear manifested in her hand, and she pointed it towards Arno's face, frowning. "Alright, now I want answers. Where are the controls to all these mechanical cages?"

Arno had long since accepted that he'd been truly beaten. And the shame he felt soon turned into cold fury and seething hatred. "Forget it! I'm not tellin' you nothin!"

WHAM!

Arno was now lying on his back with his face bloodier than before, courtesy of Undyne's foot.

"Yeah...that's not what I asked, now was it?" Undyne said dully. Her head turned to Croaker, who panicked and held his hands up.

"T-The controls are back up at my reception desk! Four-digit passcode I enter when we rarely pet them out in the night. We, uh...don't let them see the morning, and they're closely guarded. And-"

"Get ALL these cages open ASAP." Croaker wasted no time at the threat, hopping madly to his destination so as to not be subjected to the crazy fish woman's wrath.

Arno stared at his lap, seething silently. That was it. Many years of working in this shady business, only to be brutally taken apart by a random fish woman who knew, what? Fishman Karate? Fish-Fu? He still couldn't get over the fact that a single monster could do all this without seriously tapping into her magic once. That just seems unfair to him.

It didn't really matter, because the monster was standing over him with her face mostly obscured in shadow due to a bit of light entering the large room.

"What...what are you...?"

"Pissed off. Get up." Undyne roughly grabbed him by the shoulder and effortlessly lifting him up, setting him on his feet. With a wave of her hand, blue shackles manifested around his wrists and pushed him along.

"Pah, whatever. Put me in the clink as many times as ya want, I'll find a way out!"

"...You saw what I just did, right? You sure you wanna test me further?"

"...Uh..."

"Didn't think so."

There was a loud whirring sound that sounded throughout the underground prison, with all of the cells opening up and allowing the prisoners to walk out, briefly unable to understand that they were finally free.

"Get your ass in there." Undyne barked as she pushed Arno into a cell, alongside a few more of his guards, them slammed it back shut, automatically locking. The other prisoners would push the rest into the cells they previously occupied, each of them locking automatically again.

"T-There...all done..." Croaker hopped back into view, followed by the Pack closely surrounding him. "I-I did what you asked...are you still gonna beat me up...?" He asked sheepishly, desperately trying not to press his luck by lying, or checking Undyne out...he partially failed at the latter.

"...You're just as scummy as he is, but you at least had the decency to not deceive me. I'll go easy on you. Doggo...punch him in the face. Hard."

SMACK!

"OW!"

"Thank you."

"No prob, Captain." Doggo grinned, throwing Croaker into another cell while observing the others that now held the guards. It didn't take long for him to figure out that his Captain took them all down herself. Impressed, he simply continued smoking doggy treats.

Undyne nodded as she turned towards the prisoners. They all looked a bit hesitant and unsure on what to do next, and was simply focused on the heroes that saved them. She took a second look at their overall expression, and thought:

They must be seriously traumatized from being stuck in this shithole for so long. They need comfort. They gotta know that it's over, that everything will be okay from here on. But how do I go about that...? She tilted her head and hummed, her eye squinted. She them opened it and beamed, having an idea.

"Everyone line up! Everyone gets a turn to cuddle the fluffy canines!" Undyne shouted.

The Pack each separated into different spots across the room, each of them relaxing and looking more approachable. Fluffy and friendly. Cute and cuddly. This made things a bit easier, as the now freed prisoners shyly walked up to them, and began to pet them. Ice Wolf hummed, the Dogi wagged their tails, Greater and Lesser Dog barked happily. And Doggo...

"Pit pat! Pat pit pit pat! Patty patty pit pat!"

The silliness brought an even greater sense of relief, and even caused several of the prisoners to laugh. Pretty soon, mosf were gathering around the canines, eager to pet them. Undyne would look on with a grin. They would be exhausted from all the petting they're being subjected to, but she knew they thought it was all very much worth it.

She felt a slight tug on her pant leg.

"Hm?"

She turned over and would see a little human girl in rags. She was so small, no older than six or seven. Her hair was messy and she was covered in dirt all around. And despite all that, her eyes would look up towards Undyne, silently seeking her attention. Undyne would raise an eyebrow and kneel to her level.

"Eh? Whaddya want, squ-" Her eye widened as the girl when them push forward and hug Undyne, her little arms and tiny hands not even reaching all the way around her back. Regardless, the small child, while not understanding much, understood enough to know that the crazy fish lady that saved her. And thus, insisted on hugging her hero.

Undyne was stunned for a moment. She could feel the girl's silent but immense gratitude towards her, and felt that it would be rude to not return the gesture. She gently wrapped her arms around her and returned the hug with her eye slowly closed. The girls small but healthy soul resonated with hers, her gratitude feeling greater than before. She gently pulled away, though kept her in her arms, then showed her signature smile.

"It's gonna be alright. You're all gonna be okay now. You're all safe. No one's gonna hurt ya anymore. I'll beat up anyone who tries to do so again. Okay?"

The small girl nodded again, as Undyne gently picked her up and stood. She cradled the child in her arms, allowing her to rest her head on her bosom with closed eyes, her breathing becoming more steady. Undyne felt the child's soul ease up a lot more; she felt completely safe with her.

With a smile, Undyne turned towards the Pack. "Everyone! We're getting these people outta here! They've suffered long enough." With this, Undyne would lead the way, carrying the child with her as everyone gathered appropriately and followed her lead. Marching their way upwards, back to the Surface. Even if it was currently nighttime, the outside would still be their salvation, and sbe was more than willing to get them there. And obviously, she wouldn't dare allow anyone to touch them with hostile intent. She already demonstrated what would happen if they tried.

But aside from that, something was currently beginning to build in her mind, now that her objective was mostly complete:

Alphys...I'm gettin' a bad feeling for you all of a sudden. PLEASE be safe. And Toriel...I wonder what kind of mayhem you're causin' right now...?

ZAP!

The guard, smoky to a fault, as now lying in the ground unconscious with various yellow electric shocks going through his body, which would further prevent them from moving. Various figures surrounded the body as one of them pulled him away, and was then trapped in a cage of blue bones. The one responsible for shocking him?

Alphys.

"Sorry about that. But there's something we need to do in this facility...and you were in our way." Alphys said while looking around her. Numerous guards outside the facility have been taken down by the Colddusts as well as the Skelebros. "Alright everyone, let's proceed onwards and get this done."

"Right!"

The unanimous agreement spurred her on, as Alphys made her way through the doors, with her and Dyra having already scrambled and disabled multiple security alarms on their way forward. They were going to make this as smooth a process as they could.

Unfortunately for her...someone watched her with twisted interest.

"I never quite thought that someone like her would be capable of willingly doing something like this. Color me surprised." Jack O'Ripper hummed, with Jack O'Frost nervously standing next to him. The former grinned as he gripped his scythe and jumped forward. "At the very least, she has nowhere to run.~"

"...He's only going to get worse...and this will also continue to get worse for them all..." Jack O'Frost clenched his fists while gazing forward. He needed to do something. Anything that doesn't involve cowing to Ripper whenever he glares at him.

Yes...even if he doesn't stand a ghost of a chance against Ripper, there IS something he could do to help...

Faust had been pacing the floor for quite some time, in a very aggravated manner. It hadn't been very apparent at first, but the more minutes he doesn't hear at least one of the targets dead by now, he has not only become more afraid, he was also getting angrier. So much rage was building within him, that he had slowly begun changing, though he barely noticed it. His scales were becoming harder and darker, he grew several feet in height, and his eyes were growing more deranged.

The goblin was looking more fierce by the moment.

"Never have I see someone get uglier the angrier they get. Yet you, a goblin who's already ugly as hell, somehow managed it. HAH!"

"Sloanes...find it amusing to insult me while I'm in a bad mood...?" Faust glared towards the human in the far back of the room. It always annoyed him when this human came over to taunt him.

A bald, obese man wearing a black suit that looked like it might burst at any moment due to his bloated gut. He was sitting on a bench, leaning back slightly with his feet kicked up on a table and currently smoking a cigar, which one of his human bodyguards lit for him. He wasn't only unpleasant because of his blatant disrespect, but because he couldn't immediately kill him. He had links to far too many resources to risk giving up over dislike, no matter how potent that dislike was. This human wasn't easily expendable, and said human knew it.

Hence, their relationship was dangerously toxic. Never toxic enough to fatally poison the other, but it was there enough to be sickening nonetheless. Yet together they remain, if only reluctantly.

"Seriously, Gobby, you've been freakin' out ever since some kid came into your office and gave ya a few scares. How old was he, even? 20-25 at best? You actually believed the crap he was spewing?"

"He was no ordinary human. He was a Seer. An inexperienced one, but his power is very much real." Faust glared. "And he came in with a large monster...I could not see his face, but he was just as dangerous, if not more so."

Sloanes waved it off. "So a couple of nobodies managed to get in and threaten ya. Big deal. Ya have any idea how often that happens to me? MANY times. And yet here I sit, here I stay. Because I know how to make troublesome vermin go away. That's why I lent ya O'Ripper! Guy's an overglorified candle, but at least he knows how to do his job, somewhat. Snowflakes was an unfortunate package deal, though..."

"They are not ordinary vermin..."

"In any case, ya just deal with these threats like we do with the others. Crush em'."

"The Seer said that my failure to do just that is set in stone. I do wish to prove that untrue if I can." Faust narrowed his eyes.

"There, ya see? There's a brain in there after all.~" Sloanes shrugged with a smug smile, ignoring Faust's irritated growl while puffing smoke. "In any case, you're jumpin' at harmless shadows at the end of the night. You're being paranoid."

"Do you truly think so?"

"Think about it. You've pissed off a LOT of people during your rise to the top of Surripio, and so have I. Yet no one, not even that water lizard chump Levi, was brave or stupid, nor strong or charismatic enough to call us out directly. And now you're afraid of a blue goldfish, a black furball, a yellow newt, and a freaking goat. A goat." Sloanes laughed at the apparent absurdity, slapping his knee. "Now tell me if that isn't the most ridiculous thing you've ever heard! Who in the right mind would be scared of some stupid goat?"

BOOM!

Both men blinked as they heard a loud noise from afar, likely the very bottom of the tower. Sloanes looked around frantically. "The hell...?!"

"...It's her." Faust muttered darkly as he watched a camera feed showing what was happening on the ground. Indeed, Elvira and Levi were currently standing back, looking rather impressed, while Toriel stood up with her fists ablaze after knocking out one of the larger guards...effortlessly.

She soon glared at the camera and shot a fireball at it, destroying it and cutting off the feed...neither of the men missed the building inferno behind her crimson eyes.

Sloanes took his cigar out his mouth and scratched his bald head. "Alright. I'll admit it...she surprised me."

(Several minutes before...)

Toriel gently opened her eyes and looked out the window of the car. A few moments ago, Levi had informed her that they were getting much closer, and it wouldn't be long before they arrived there. As such, she decided to spend the last several moments to further understand Levi, and vice versa. Elvira was simply pouting against the car window, slightly upset that she couldn't drink at the moment.

"So, Levi. Your daughter Valerie. You hold her to great regard." Toriel began.

"Why of course I do. She's my precious little water dragon, like myself. With the hood from her mother. Cleo seemed especially happy about that." Levi hummed while scratching his head. "Our baby girl, the one we wish to protect. Especially since we knew Surripio wasn't and still isnt the most trustworthy or safe Kingdom. Which is why I wanted her to be stronger, much stronger. Especially after one of the bloodier mob wars several years ago."

"A mob war...?" Toriel blinked.

Elvira sits forward. "Some idiot thought it would be a fantastic idea to kidnap one of Surripio's biggest crime bosses and expect to get away with placing a ransom on her. It got even worse when two other mobs sent a bunch of their men; they wanted to cash in in that. The result was a destructive mob war that resulted in all three sides wiping each other out and annihilating an entire district."

"My word...!"

"When I finally found poor five year old Valerie, she was cowering under a table in one of the collapsed buildings. She herself was unhurt, but was coated in the blood and dust over the mobsters that tried to take their 'prize'. She was whimpering, crying, and immediately latched to me when I reached for her. I kept telling her that she was safe, that she was alright. Still, she shook." Levi sighed. "It wasn't a pretty sight. And like any father would, I got aggressive, as did Cleo as a mother. We went back and completely destroyed the remains of the three mobs. I allowed my wife to have their bosses."

"'Have'...?"

"She was an angry snake mom, Toriel...who just happened to be feeling peckish that day. Use your imagination." Elvira smiled. Toriel's eyes widened at the implication. "Call it guilty indulgence, saved mostly for those really bad guys that personally, malevolently offend her or try to hurt her through her family or carelessly place innocents in the crossfire. And considering that at least seventy-five innocents died in that massive clash, AND they put her daughter in the middle of that, Cleo felt like that was VERY personal. Before you know it, three mobs were annihilated and their bosses suddenly 'vanished'...neither Levi or Cleo were feeling particularly merciful that day."

"I...I see..." Toriel hummed. It was definitely strange, but considering it was their helpless young daughter put into all that carnage and barely surviving, she couldn't say she really felt bad for those who suffered their wrath.

"Right. So...Lady Toriel." Levi continued. "Information passed around. We've heard that you've killed four members of Mayor Alvina's family to save her and your city. Those four members were heavily invested in the soul trafficking business."

"Indeed...and for that, I shall see Faust overcome." Toriel said seriously.

"For that soul trafficking? Obviously that is not going to be forgiven. But it feels like you have a more personal paw in this."

"Of course. Indirectly...Faust hurt Alvina. He pulled her family into a world none of them could pull themselves out of. Her brother Adam was just barely able to avoid the same fate, due to his genuine remorse and unwillingness to be a part of any of it." Toriel turned towards Levi. "Alvina is a dear friend of mine, one I deeply respect, and feel indebted to."

"Indebted...?"

"Alvina, despite the stress of being mayor, despite growing up knowing her own family completely abandoned her, STILL found the time to do her best to raise Frisk, my youngest son, to the best of her ability. She was always on his side, always by his side. Everyone shunned him for something he had no control over, and only now do I find out that Surripio's darker dealings was indirectly responsible for that, Frisk's loneliness, and Alvina's family being corrupted beyond salvation. Both of their suffering...they were both due to his machinations. Not to mention the other innocent young lives lost from them. I have not forgotten. And now I know who's responsible..." Toriel glared, her eyes glowing red and heat emitting from her paws. "I shall not see this go unpunished."

"...I see. You have a personal outrage towards this." Levi nodded in understanding.

"...Hey, heads up. We're just about there." Elvira called out.

Toriel nodded. The car eventually stopped in place, and she could see the tower to the side. Likely the tallest tower with city. Many lights were on, which meant that the whole building was still occupied to an extent. She needed to have a personal chat with King Faust. Though she looked slightly below to see a gathering of men waiting for her right outside the entrances, which consisted of revolving doors and reguar doors. They knew she was there.

"Welp, we couldn't keep hidden forever. Nice car drive while it lasted, though." Elvira sighed while stepping out of the car.

"You might not want to be here for this." Levi suggested to the driver while transferring some gold to him. He and Toriel also stepped out of the car as it quickly drove off per Levi's request. Toriel adjusted her jacket, patted down her skirt, clasped her paws, and silently strode forward.

The men would watch them approach with different expressions. Some were wary, others were curious, while most seemed to be quite smug. Several were watching because currently two of the most wanted women in the Kingdom was striding towards them silently, accompanied by Levi the Leviathan, and wondered how their alliance came to be. While others were ogling Elvira, and mostly Toriel, for...

Boooing!~

...reasons no one truly knows. No one at all.

"Oh how cute. They're such fine observers.~" Elvira said playfully with a swish of her tail and her arms folded under her own chest.

"It matters not. They shall also observe their King's downfall." Toriel said stoically.

"I've been waiting for this. My patience has paid off." Levi said with a smile growing more draconic.

At some point, they stopped and simply let Toriel do the introduction. She was approaching a nearby goblin monster. He seemed to be smirking smugly at her, he towered over her only slightly, but she didn't seem to care.

"Hi there. You're Toriel Dreemurr, Queen of Monsters, right?" He began. Toriel paid him no heed, her face being overshadowed. "Your the one with the highest bounty, and yet you've got the audacity to come all the way to our Boss's building. Confident? Or perhaps suicidal?~" Toriel still said nothing, but she did slowly unfold her arms, raise her right arm, and clenched it into a fist as her sleeve slid down slightly. This caused his smug expression to lessen and turn into concern for his well-being. Yet he kept going regardless. "Now then, may we ask what your business is here tonight?"

WHAM!

The smug faces were wiped cleanly off all of their faces as Toriel smashed her fist into his face and sent him crashing into the ground on his back, making a crater that spread seven feet outward. Though despite this, the pulled themselves together enough to try and surround the trio.

Elvira didn't particularly care, she simply whistled at Toriel's punch. "Nyahahaha!~"

"They definitely haven't expected her to pull THIS." Levi chuckled. Cleo seemed confident that I would enjoy seeing a Dreemurr in action. So far, I'm not disappointed.~

"Greetings. My name, as this man stated already, is Toriel Dreemurr. And I have come to dethrone Goblin Kingpin Faust, personally. Unfortunately, I did not schedule an appointment with him." Toriel said quietly, with her paws igniting with flames a second later. "So if you do not mind, we will be letting ourselves in." She continued as she stood up completely straight, then cracked her currently flaming knuckles while her eyes blazed red. She turned towards a camera and briefly shot a fireball at it, destroying it effortlessly. She turned back to the guards, her eyes narrowing further.

"For the sake of your own personal health...I highly suggest that you all step aside."

Undyne is being awesome, Alphys is on her way to being awesome, and Toriel is right in the middle of being awesome. With a bit of help from Elvira and Levi, of course. The resolve these three leading women have is gonna be quite admirable, even if the second is still the most insecure of the trio.

Toriel and Levi have come to a better understanding, especially with the latter considering the former. Toriel does have a genuine interest in doing this for altruistic reasons, but she DOES have her own personal reasons for wanting to bring this Goblin down. And considering those reasons involve Frisk, her adopted youngest...

...Yeah.

Until next time, readers!