This is an incredibly unoriginal disclaimer. It is so unoriginal that you understand the I don't own Glitchtale or Undertale.
ChaosPheory #12
The One Where Things Can't Get Any Worse
(spoiler alert: things get's worse)
Lance was a knight, a powerful warrior who served the king. His orders were to protect the prince, silently.
A bright summer light was shining through the vail that morning, signaling to the young wizards that lived there that it was time to wake up. The first to arise was Roy Goldburn, the eldest son of Drius Goldburn III. As per usual the first thing the young prince did after waking up and pulling on his clothes was to straighten his blond hair, not blond with brown and ginger strands but just regular blond.
He barely even noticed Lance was in the room
After he had finished he heard a knock at the door of his room.
"Come in," he told them. The door slowly creaked open, and on the other side was a monster with a humanoid figure, but covered in white fur and goat-like horns, paws, snout, and ears. He was wearing plain, almost common cloths, but overtop he wore a bright purple cape that distinguished him as royalty,
"Asgore?" Roy asked, scratching his chin, "what are you doing here?
The goat boy sighed, "funny you should ask that because I really don't know. All I know is that my father asked me to deliver a letter to your master on his behalf. However, as soon as he saw it he asked me to go up here and bring you down for him"
Roy smiled. His friend's eagerness to please and inability to say no to someone always got him stuck in these silly misadventures, but still, "that's strange. Do you have any idea what the letter was about?" he asked.
Asgore leaned against the wall, deep in thought, "no" he sighed again, "no one tells me anything. What kind of king does my father expect me to be if I don't know what's going on in my own kingdom"
"Your father just wants to preserve your childhood, and not get you messed up with these things until you're ready," Roy leaned his head against his fist, "if there's anyone who should be worried about what happens when they become king it's me,"
Asgore chuckled, "Roy you're paranoid, Drius may be a bit… unfriendly at times, but he's not going to hurt you or your brother to stop you from taking the throne."
Roy stood up suddenly, "you say that now, but you haven't known him like I have. Sure, he's kind and just most of the time, but when he wants something… he's ruthless. Not to mention how becoming king has messed with his head. At this point, I don't know what he'll do."
"Calm down," Asgore said as he gave him a reassuring smile, "even if he is as bad as you say you don't have to worry about for at least four more years"
Roy took a deep breath and let it out slowly, "you're right, guess I was overreacting"
Asgore nodded, "you better get going" and so Roy gave his friend a goodbye and went downstairs to the door of his tower.
Rain now gently poured outside of Jessica's house, causing a slight tap tap tap noise when they impacted the window, disturbing Lance from his sleep. He awoke, still a bloody mess laying on his sister-in-law's bed, exhausted from his fight with Zin. 'so it was just a dream' he thought to himself, 'shame, it was a really nice dream'. It was… refreshing to be young again, to see Asgore again, to be Roy Goldburn again. Maybe it didn't have to be over, maybe if he dozed off again…
…
Once again, Lance saw it all
Once again, Lance did nothing.
...
"Why did you abandon them" a light, yet sad voice came from the corner of the room.
Lance looked up at the speaker, a woman with bright copper hair, a previously beautiful orange dress now torn and ragged, and a face of tears, "Agate?" Lance mumbled,
"I know I've done terrible things, but is that any reason to punish them? Aren't the things I forced them to do punishment enough?" she said, wiping her face with her sleeve.
Lance tried his best to sit up, "Agate, I'm sorry, but I've done everything I can. When Betty first woke up I tried to reach her, but somehow Zin tracked me with the A.M.D cameras. When the E.L.O.D caught her I tried to save her, but somehow Zin locked me out. So I tried to get Frisk to break her out for me, but then the E.L.O.D and Zin and everything sucks right now"
"So you're giving up?" Agate sobbed
Lance scoffed, "what else can I do. Zin probably got Betty and took her to who knows where by now, and even if I did know where he took her how could I beat Zin like this" He gestured towards his wounds,
"If you let them take her I'll never see her again. You have a piece of my SOUL Sir Lance, can't you see how I feel?"
"Don't call me that. I'm not a knight anymore"
"Why not," a stronger, affirmed voice said from behind him. Lance turned to see a man dressed head to toe in full plate armor, including a long purple cape and horned helmet,
"David? Why are you here? I mean, I absorbed a piece of Agate's SOUL so I can understand why she's showing up at the worst times, but you?"
The warrior raised a hand to his face, "You swore an oath not only to the crown, but to the kingdom. The kingdom lives on, your oath lives on, you live on. Are you really going to let these defilers, these warlocks, to tear apart the kingdom we love so dear?"
Lance slapped his forehead, "so that's how I can see you. I have PTSD."
"That's… beside the point. The point is that the warlocks are gonna get away with Zack and Amber unless someone stops Zin"
"How! I threw everything I had at him" Lance exclaimed,
"I never said it had to be you" the armored man pointed to the other side of the room where Jessica was once again staring holes into her laptop as she tried so desperately to find whatever it was that Zin found,
"Jessy?" Lance said in disbelief, "Jessy's gonna beat Zin, and save the day?"
The armored man reached into Lance's coat pocket and pulled out a bright red amulet on a silver chain with a rapier attached to the gemstone, "not on her own" he said handing it to Lance.
Lance held it in the palm of his trembling bloody hand, staring at it deeply. What did he mean, how was this the answer he was looking for? Jessy and the amulet, the amulet, and Jessy… Jessy's amulet. It all clicked together now. His amulet could do nothing on its own, but if he combined it with Jessy's, and Agate's SOUL piece,
"That's it" Lance exclaimed, "that's how we'll save Betty"
"Amber" Agate corrected, "she's not a Bete noir anymore, we should call her by her proper name… Amber Glimmer Lightvail, and Zack we have to save him too"
Lance raised an eyebrow, "the blond kid who's always following Be- I mean Amber around? What's so special about him?"
Agate gave him a big smile as she faded into the back of his mind, "you'll see soon enough"
His brother put a hand on his shoulder, "now wake up, and try again" then he too, faded into the back of his mind.
The room was dead quiet for the next few moments as Lance reflected on what he saw. A vision? Or some hallucination brought upon min by some form of PTSD? 'Does PTSD even do that?' he thought. Then he remembered he had a mission, a mission he couldn't do alone,
"Jessy, hey Jessy come her" he called out. Jessica slowly and lazily lifted her head from the desk, "did you fall asleep at the keyboard?" Lance asked,
"Maybe" Jessica answered, rubbing her eyes, "so what's up"
Lance cracked a grin, "I think we have a way of finding Betty… Amber"
Jessica's eyes shot open, "wait, really?" she turned to face Lance, "how?"
Lance reached into his pocket, just to check that his amulet was still there, "do you still have the amulet my brother gave you"
Jessica reached to her neck, and grabbed the blue half gemstone on a silver chain, "of course" she said.
Lance nodded, "bring it over here" and she got up out of the chair, and walked to him, holding the blue gem in her hand. Once she got there Lance pulled out his own half of the gemstone, the red gem, "separated these amulets form a link between each other, allowing thoughts information or even energy to be sent from one to the other. If we unite them however..." he took the blue half from Jessica's hand and pressed it against the red half, they clicked together forming a purple gemstone, with swords crossed at the bottom, "...they create an amplifier, capable of sending and receiving thoughts or low levels of light from anyone in a thousand meter radius"
Jessica nodded in understanding, "so we can just listen to what Betty's thinking and find out where she is?"
Lance clicked his tongue, "no, one of the major disadvantages of this thing is you have to know where whatever you're looking for is, but if we send out a wave of light similar to Betty's-Amber's SOUL it should resonate, sending at least some of her light back to us, which might give us a clue to where she is"
Jessica bit her lip "That's a lot of maybes"
"Do we have any other options?" Lance shrugged
Jessica smiled weakly, "look at you, making miracles with magic, and saving the day. What happened to the uptight yet carefree older brother of the man I loved?"
Lance grabbed her hand, "I'm still here Jessy, I haven't changed, there's just more to me than meets the eye."
Jessica pulled her hand away, "No, you're not the Lance Gray I met all those years about, but you're not the Lumiknight of the Golden Flower I've heard all those stories about either" she placed her hand on his shoulder, the exact same spot his brother had placed his hand in his vision, "go on, show me the SOUL of this new Roy Goldburn, the SOUL of Lance Gray"
Lance smiled the most sincere smile he smiled in years, "sure thing" he focused his will on his brother's amulet. No, not his will, the will of Agate Lightvail, 'go on, find your daughter'
ZIn took a running start and swung at his childlike opponent full force with his black dagger. Zack attempted to block it with Frisk's shield, but the power of Zin's attack caused it shatter like glass. Zin swung again. Zack tried to jump back but found that Zin's shadow had grabbed hold of his ankle. The force of his jump, now redirected by Zin's shadow, threw him to the ground. No time was wasted as Zin pounced dagger in hand. Zack rolled out of the way and regained his footing, but not before Zin regained his. A slight chuckle came from the ground as Zin's shadow crawled up its owner's body and onto his dagger, wrapping around it and reforming it into a powerful scythe. He raised it with both hands and swung. Zack responded with Frisk's sword, which proved to be a big mistake. At the last second, Zin put a circular movement into his attack, knocking Zack's attack off course with the body of the scythe and looping the blade around his elbow. Zin turned the scythe into a black attack and pulled, setting the blade into Zack's arm. Zack, now terrified that the scythe was now on his arm, tried to jerk his arm out of the blade which allowed the black attack to sever if from his body leaving him disarmed in the most literal sense of the word.
Zack stared in horror at his own severed arm on the ground, so focused that he didn't notice the shade of pink seeping into his hair and eyes. Zin's scythe turned back into a dagger and his shadow returned to its rightful place,
"Well can't say that wasn't fun, but it looks like your borrowed light is all run out" Zin took a few terrifying steps toward Zack, "now if you don't mind, I'm gonna take your SOUL. Dark rites don't come cheap you know." his eyes suddenly wandered to the stump attached to Zack's shoulder, or rather the pink substance coming out of it, "that's not flesh and blood, that's…"
He was interrupted by a powerful white beam of magical energy that he had to duck and roll to avoid. After doing that he turned to face his attacker, a tall skeleton with dual colored eyes, one red one, one blue one, standing in the doorway wearing only a plain gray shirt and slippers, as if he had to get out of bed to see what was going on in his storage closet,
"Well if it isn't the good doctor W.D. Gaster. I didn't expect you until later" Zin said with a certain level of disdain.
The skeleton man looked back at him with the skeleton equivalent of a soul, "who exactly are you?" he asked
"I believe you know who I am" Zin took a deep bow, "Zin Glimmer, of the warlock dispensation."
Gaster's eyes flared, "you're supposed to be dead" he roared
"I'm 'supposed' to be a lot of things. Most of which I'm not"
Seven different colored hands appeared behind Gaster as his eyes focused on a target, "It doesn't matter. You broke in and used the DTExtractor on a living being, meaning I have to stop you"
Zin smiled as he produced his dagger and a light blue SOUL from his pocket, "stop this" he mocked as he jammed his dagger into the SOUL, twisting it around to get more of the sticky black HATE, "Dark Rite of the Advancing Shadows"
All light in the room was extinguished. No wait, not all of them. Gaster's SOUL still shined brightly, but Zack couldn't see anything, or hear anything. He was completely in the dark. Wait a minute. Zack searched the room, focusing on what he couldn't see. Now he noticed a void where the light from Gaster's SOUl faded. He let Gaster's light flood into him, let it build up in his own hand, and released it as a laser, like the one Gaster used before. There was a loud thud, and the lights slowly came back.
Gaster stared
at Zin, who was laying on the floor next to the wall. Then to Zack, "you copied my attack? How?"
"Rhabdophobia" Zin chuckled as he stood up, "isn't that right Akumu?"
AN: so yeah, Zack was Akumu this whole time, surprise. tbh though this wasn't the original plan I had in mind for Zack, but the first two just didn't have the same ring to them as this. Anyway, I'm starting to notice a bit of a pattern in the way I write that makes what I say kind of bland, I'll be trying to fix that from now on but I can't make any promises. So... I don't really know what else to say but PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE review you have no idea how good it is to know that people enjoy my work, and untill next time
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