Chapter 10
Duel Between the Hot Heads
"...Quite a few of these gizmos of your really bring be back to old times." Sans said as he leaned against the wall of Alphys's 'lab', glancing around at all of the equipment that she had scattered around. "...Really reminds me of a couple of old friends I used to have..."
Frisk had a feeling she knew what he was talking about. She had remembered going into that one building with the key that was in Sans's room. She had seen a strange machine, a set of blueprints and a picture of Sans with a couple of people she didn't recognize. She had wanted to ask Sans all about that ever since he had given her that key to go into his room and find 'the truth', but she had figured that it was something personal if he had kept it as his secret for so long, and decided not to ask about it.
"Just don't touch a-anything." Alphys said as she was tinkering diligently on a device that she was hoping would be able to help lead them to their destination. "All of the e-equipment in this house is v-very delicate... if one b-bad thing happens to any of them, i-it could ruin the entire device f-faster than you can say 'Ghost Nappa'."
"...The heck is a Ghost Nappa?" Papyrus questioned as he stood by Sans, looking at all of the equipment. It all looked quite brilliantly made, and he wanted to know what so many of them did.
"...J-just forget it." Alphys said. "Clearly n-none of you have e-ever seen a single TFS video in your life."
"...What exactly are you working on there?" Undyne questioned as she got close to Alphys and leaned in a little closer to get a good look at it, though making sure she wasn't too close to be obstructing the work on her device. "...Looks like a remote control."
"I-it's not a remote control, Undyne." Alphys said as she continued to tinker the device, getting a little spark to fly up from the machine she was creating as she was screwing something in. "I'm creating a d-device that's going to be able to f-f-find the DNA of this Neptune's Hound creature a-and be able to track down where it had gone. I'm h-hoping that creating this device and getting a s-sample of that creature's DNA would be a-able to find wh-where it and Chara are at."
"But how are you going to be able to get the DNA sample?" Frisk questioned as she was reading a manga that Alphys had given her so she didn't get too curious and touchy with the strange devices that were in the 'lab'. She honestly didn't have much of a clue on what was going on in the manga. "There are probably hundreds of thousands of different DNAs in a single street of New York, how would you even know which one would belong to it?"
"I... well... I-I'll find a way!" Alphys said as she continued working on the device. "...I-in all honesty, I, uh... I really don't know h-how I'm going to get the s-sample I need... b-but once I do, I'll b-be able to get the sample in th-this device, and it'll be able t-to t-track down and single out a-any traces of DNA that m-matches with the sample..."
"So... basically you're trying to make a really complicated tracking device, eh?" Sans said with a hum he looked at a device that was labeled 'Time Machine (Not complete)'. "...Well, as long as it gets us finding this Chara fellow, I'm perfectly alright with how advanced it will be."
"I-it'll be very advanced, Sans... you probably w-wouldn't have seen anything l-like it in your life."
"Eh... I would kind of doubt that." Sans said. "It may come to shock you, doc... but I actually know a thing or two about advanced machines. I once worked with a very good scientist before Asgore found you, and I may just know just as much as you do."
"W-well... if that's the case, th-then why aren't you giving me a h-hand with building this device?" Alphys questioned as she glanced back at him.
"Two reasons." Sans said as he held two fingers up. He then put one down to be only holding one finger up. "Number one: You specifically told me and all the others not to touch any of the devices in this room. Technically, that little thingamajig you're working on qualifies since it's a device, and it's in this room, ergo I have been told not to touch it, and therefore cannot lend you a hand." He then held up his second finger with his first and said, "Reason number two: I just plain don't feel like it. You know... after all that walking I did back in the city, and then having to walk all the way back here... I'm just pretty well beat, you know? Kind of just want to kick back and relax a bit."
"I still don't understand how you two can possibly be related." she said as she looked at Papyrus and Sans. "Papyrus is determined as all heck and willing to do anything to help, while you... you're so unbelievably lazy, I'm sure a slug can get more work done than you."
"Hey, hey, hey." Sans said. "...Need a remind you that I'm working at three jobs? I bet a slug wouldn't be able to take care of three jobs."
"Three?" Frisk questioned as she looked back at him. "...I thought you only had two."
"I did, but now I have three." Sans said as he counted his fingers. "Official Judge of the Judgment Hall, Hot Dog Stand Runner, and, as of yesterday, official Finder and Punisher of spoiled demon children."
Papyrus gave a little roll of his eyes. Sans would say just about anything and bend any situation to what he said to make it appear that he did more work than he ever really did. "Oh, Sans..."
"I hope you're going to be finished with that thingamajig sometime soon." Undyne said. "I don't know what exactly that Chara creep is doing while we're here, trying to get this thing working..."
"D-don't worry, Undyne." Alphys said and patted her shoulder. "I-I'm just getting a couple l-last adjustments. It sh-should be complete in around a couple of minutes... but in the m-meantime..."
"Hey! Everybody!" came Asgore's voice as both he and Toriel came running over to them.
"Oh. Asgore, Toriel." Papyrus said. "What's up."
"We were watching to make sure we didn't get any suspicious company that approaches the house while you're working on that, and... well..." Toriel gave a little uncomfortable sigh and went on. "...Do you remember telling us to come over and tell if you if we think we may have an issue?"
"Y-yes..." Alphys said. "Wh-why?... Do you think we may have an issue?"
"No..." Asgore said with a shake of his head. "...We KNOW we have a problem now."
As if on cue, as he said it, there was a knock on the door. Everybody froze up and remained quiet, not daring to make any movements. There was another knock on the door, this time being a little firmer.
Still nobody said or did anything, and after a few seconds, the knocking had escalated to straight up pounding on the door, everyone hearing the sound of a fist slamming against the door constantly, as if it were trying to break the door down. The knocking remained constant; whoever was at the door wasn't going to be leaving until they were allowed in.
"...Frisk... o-open the door." Alphys said as she stopped working on the device for a minute, feeling a sense of unease. "...See who it is."
"Ok, Alphys..." Frisk said quietly as she hesitated for a second before beginning to walk on the door, the constant barrage of the pounding continuing. "H-hey! Hold on a second. I'm coming." Frisk called out, and in response, the pounding had stopped and it was quiet again. Frisk walked to the door and hesitated one more second before slowly opening the door.
When she opened the door, she found... a person... a man who she had never seen before. He was wearing black shoes, a pair of blue jeans and a light green long sleeved shirt. His skin was lightly tanned, and his hair was the color of flaming reddish-orange, and slicked back with it hanging out at the back of his head, looking like the shape of a flame. The only real strange things were his eyes, as instead of being the shape of circles like most everybody else, the man's eyes were more triangular shaped, looking more like the shape of Asriel's eyes when he was in his God of Hyperdeath form.
"Good morning, ma'am. I was wondering if you were going to open the door." the man said as he walked in calmly. Frisk was about to close the door, but stopped and gasped as something was coming in behind the man. It had been just a whole day since she had seen it, and Frisk could never ever forget that serpent-like body, half red and half green, with arms and legs, a tail, and fins protruding from certain parts of its body. Neptune's Hound walked in and glanced over at Frisk, giving a little growl. Seems like it hadn't forgotten her either.
After the little growl, Neptune's Hound gave a little snort and continued to walk behind the man, the sharp claws on his hands scraping against the metal floor. "...Chara had said that this place would be easy to find for me." the man said as he looked around, taking in the sight of the strange shapes devices. "...The two of us had gotten lost five or six different times... we wouldn't have been able to find are way here had we not had our little cloaked friend already in here."
As he said this, Sans looked back at the device that read time machine, and watched as it slowly began to fade away. In its place appeared a black ghost-like figure with two arms, having only one visible red eye on the left side of its head.
Alphys stared shock as the ghostly being went over beside the man. She couldn't believe it. How could she have missed there being a device in her lab that wasn't there in the first place? She was so focused on starting the device she was working on, that she hadn't taken the time to notice that there was something in her lab that wasn't there in the first place.
"Who are you?" Undyne said as she stood bravely and looked at them. "...You mentioned Chara... are you friends with that little creep?"
"Oh, how silly of me." Hothead said. "Here I am barging into your house, and I haven't even introduced myself yet... I never was one on manners." He gave a chuckle and gave a little bow. "My name is Hothead, and as you have said, I'm a friend of Chara, AKA: that little creep." He pointed beside him to the cloaked being and said, "This is my little stealthy friend, Illusionare. Clever little fella, ain't he? Able to stay in one spot for a very long time and never get found." He then pointed to his other side as Neptune's Hound walked to his other side, keeping his glare on Asgore. "And from what I've heard, you've already met Neptune's Hound before."
"What do you want... 'Hothead'?" Papyrus questioned. "You have no business being here. Get lost."
"Oh, on the contrary, I'm afraid you're wrong..." Hothead started calmly, but as he said the next part, he said it very firmly, as if he was pissed off by something that Papyrus had said. "I have my own business being here, you brainless oaf."
Papyrus gave a growl, taking insult to that statement. Both Sans and Undyne gave a growl and took a threatening step forward. Sans may pick on him from time to time and 'plague his life' with that music of his, but he still really cared and would do anything for his brother. As for Undyne, she may be tough and sometimes call them geeks or nerds, but she really cared for all of her friends just the same, and would gladly fight anybody that would hurt or insult them.
Before either of them took another step, Neptune's Hound took a step forward with its one arm, his fins standing up in a threatening position and he growled warningly at the two, telling them to back off and take no further steps. Its growling allowed everyone to see its razor sharp teeth, looking sharp and powerful enough to snap iron and crush stones.
Hothead looked at the two and then back to Neptune's Hound and gave an amused chuckle as he crossed his arms. As he did, Neptune's Hound retracted its one step and remained standing there, its fins still up and it still looking cautiously at Frisk's friends. "Anyways, as I was saying, Illusionare here says that you've been working on a special machine that would help track us down to where we are... now... as much as I love a good old game of hide n' seek... I have the teeniest, tiniest problem with you having that little device... so... if you wouldn't mind handing it off to me, and I'll be on my way."
"You're not getting this device." Asgore said as he began to walk forward. Neptune's Hound lowered its body like a cat ready to pounce, growling as it was ready to strike as Asgore approached the man, but Hothead put his hand in front of Neptune's Hound, gesturing it to not do anything and let the King of the Monsters approach.
"...The device that we are making is the only chance we have in finding my adopted son... you can't have it."
"Oh?" Hothead said with a hum as he raised his one eyebrow a bit in interest as he smirk. "Is that a known fact?"
"Listen, Hothead... we don't want to fight you at all. We've had enough fighting for quite some time." Asgore said. "...If you know what's good for you... I highly suggest that you and your two friends take your leave... we would rather not hurt you."
"Oh is that so?" Hothead questioned as he looked at everybody there. That was a bit of a problem for him, because he was itching for a fight right now. Was there one person among Frisk's friends that looked like they wanted to fight?
...Perhaps he may have found one.
"...Oi. You. Fishface." Hothead said as he pointed at her.
"...Excuse me?" Undyne growled as she stood threateningly, her eyes glaring at the man. If looks could kill, that man would have keeled over and died. "Do you have the slightest clue in that burnt brain of yours who you're talking to?"
Hothead gave a grin. It looks like he had found his little fight that he was looking for. "As a matter of fact, that was what I was about to ask you... so please, do go on." he said as he stood there, his arms crossed and that grin on his face.
This only made Undyne even angrier, and Hothead knew it. He knew his seemingly arrogant attitude was egging Undyne more and more to start a fight, which was exactly what he was intending. "I am Undyne, head of the former Royal Guard, and a heroine to all of the Monsters in the Underground."
"Ooh... is that so?" Hothead questioned. "Good. That will make things even more fun for me." He then looked at Asgore and all the others. "...I have a better idea."
"Oh no..." Alphys said quietly under her breath. She knew that whatever was going to happen next, it wasn't going to be pretty at all.
"I say we have a battle to see which way we go." Hothead said as he pointed at Undyne and himself. "A one on one... you versus me, both of us allowed to use any assets we have in our fight, and none of our friends are able to come and help us... if you win the fight, we'll be more than willing to bugger off and let you do your thing... but if I win... you hand me that device, and we leave with you all empty handed... so, whether I win or lose, I'm going to leave anyway... it all just depends on whether or not I take anything with me."
"...A duel to see who gets what they want..." Undyne said and looked up in thought. She seemed to be seriously considering it.
"Undyne, you aren't seriously thinking about taking this challenge, are you?" Toriel questioned. "It could be a trap that he's luring you-"
"I never turn down a fight, Toriel." Undyne said. "Besides... I've been in desperate need of a fight for as long as I've come here to the surface... I need this just as much as he does."
Alphys gave a groan. She knows exactly what Hothead had done. He somehow was able to play right into Undyne's desperate need for a battle, and he was planning to take full advantage of that... but if they did fight... he wouldn't be able to defeat Undyne... would he?
"...Alright, bub." Undyne said as she took out a sword of hers. "...I accept your challenge... and you better expect no mercy... because I'm not going to be giving any whatsoever."
Hothead gave a nod. "Very well then... however, I don't think that we can fight in here... after all, there's so much expensive looking equipment around... I wouldn't want to cause any harm to it... why don't we take this fight outside?"
"U-Undyne..." Frisk started as she looked at the two. Undyne simply nodded, and the two began to walk out, followed by Illusionare and Neptune's Hound.
"Oh, this I gotta see." Papyrus said, quite confident that Undyne would be able to defeat Hothead, and ran out the door to follow them. All the other friends, knowing that they didn't have much choice, decided to go out there as well, except for Alphys, who stayed in there and began to panic as she worked on something quickly. She had an idea.
Undyne and Hothead stood outside, far enough away so that they wouldn't harm any property with their fight. Undyne stood there quietly, her sword in one hand and a spear in the other, while Hothead stood there almost too calmly and confidently, that smirk on his face and his arms crossed, as if he had absolutely nothing to worry about.
"...Undyne will actually be able to win... right?" Frisk said as she looked up at everybody. She stood beside Toriel and Asgore.
"What, are you kidding me?" Papyrus said as he looked at Frisk. "Frisk, Undyne is the leader of the Royal Guard. She's so determined that she could take down an entire army on her own... this Hothead freak doesn't stand a chance."
"...We're not at all aware of what Hothead is capable of." Asgore said as he watched the two mentally prepare for battle. "...Undyne is making a devastating mistake, going into a battle with this person when we know absolutely nothing about him or what he can do..."
"It's because Hothead had gotten her so angry." Toriel said as she looked at Undyne, who was hitting the ground with the butt of her spear. "She's so angry right now, she can't seem to really think about things like that..."
"...That's exactly what this guy must be going for." Sans said. "...I wouldn't be surprised if this guy pulls one of my 'Get Dunked On' miracles against Undyne."
"Huh?" Frisk questioned as she glanced over at Sans. "What do you mean by that?"
"...If you recall the battle I had with Chara not too long ago... the main reason Chara lost was because he was unaware of my abilities, and was not at all prepared for what I could really do, especially when he thought I was nothing but a lazy skeleton... the same thing is happening here... the man appears to be just a normal guy to all of us, and Undyne doesn't seem to realize that he could have some special abilities up his sleeve... he knew that Undyne wanted to pound a lesson into him, and he's going to try to take full advantage of that..." Sans said. "...The question is whether or not Undyne will see it before it's too late."
"...Are you gonna stand there and try to look pretty all day?" Undyne questioned as she took a spear in hand. "Come on! Make a move!"
"...If you insist." the man said with a smirk. He raised his left hand slightly, flipped it so that his palm was facing up, stuck his index finger up and began to wag it towards him, inviting Undyne to take a shot at him.
Undyne gave a growl and took the spear in hand, and threw it at the man, who stood perfectly still as the spear was coming for him. He gave a little sigh as it headed to pierce his head, and tilted his head towards his left shoulder, letting the spear completely breeze above his shoulder and fall to the ground with a clang. He wasn't in the slightest bit fazed.
"...Good shot." Hothead said. "...Now stop fooling around and take this seriously, would you?"
Undyne's eyes widened as she heard that and she growled fiercely. Oh, she was going to absolutely murder this punk, and see if there was a way she could revive him, just so she could have the pleasure of killing him over and over and over again. "You want more, huh? Fine then... I'll give you more!" She gave a yell and spears came out of nowhere, and she began to throw them quickly at Hothead.
"Oh? There we go." Hothead said as he was able to gracefully and yet swiftly dodge the spears that came for him. He side stepped, ducked, jumped up on a few occasions, letting all of the spears harmlessly miss him. He was bending down on his feet with one hand on the ground with his back turned as one more spear was heading towards him from behind. Undyne felt like the spear would be able to hit him.
On the last second, however, Hothead, suddenly threw himself on his back, letting the spear fly above him until it got within range of a kick, where he was able to thrust his right foot up in a kick so hard that it snapped the spear in two pieces, letting it fall to the floor.
Undyne was shocked by how fluently this person was able to dodge, as well as how easily he was able to neutralize one of her spears with just one kick. Hothead stood up and looked at Undyne. "...Seriously. Is this some kind of game to you?" Hothead questioned as he put his hands on his hips. "Come on! Stop playing around and take this seriously. I'm giving you the opportunity to attack me, and all you're doing is using these simple attacks?"
"Don't listen to him, Undyne!" Frisk called out. Neptune's Hound didn't like her trying to give advice during the one on one duel, and glared at Firks, giving a warning growl while Illusionare continued to silently watch, not making a single sound. Frisk, however, continued anyway. "Listen to me! He's just trying to make you angry! Don't listen to a word he says!"
Undyne, however, failed to hear Frisk. Her anger was boiling over and her desire to pound this guy into oblivion had reached unparalleled levels. Never in her entire life had she wanted to crush someone as bad as this guy. "Fine then... you want me to take this seriously?!" she shouted as she unscathed her sword. "I'll show you serious!" She gave a yell as she began to charge at Hothead with her sword, ready to cut him to pieces.
Undyne slashed and cut and sliced at Hothead with her great sword at every angle, but no matter how she tried to swing her sword, Hothead was very nimble on his feet, and was able to move out of the way of every single one of Undyne's attacks. She kept the barrage of sword swings fast and powerful, trying to get Hothead, but he kept dodging every attack.
"...She... she must have him on the ropes by now..." Papyrus said as he watched on, though it was clear he was starting to lose confidence in Undyne's chances of winning.
"Gah... freaking bonehead... she's letting him take her for a fool." Sans said as he watched on. Normally he'd make some kind of chuckle at the fact that he basically made a bone related pun, but this time, he was plain serious. "Look at Undyne. She's so angry, she can't even see three feet in front of her face... she's letting her rage blind her... and now I know it's only a matter of time before Hothead chooses to capitalize on that."
It seemed that time was now as Hothead got some distance between himself and Undyne with his back turned as Undyne was taking a second to catch her breath, getting ready to charge at Hothead again. While she was getting ready, Hothead gave a smirk and held his hand up to his own chest, and watched as it began to be surrounded by some kind of purple fluid that let out little purple bubbles. From this liquid, a purple ball showed up that levitated perfectly above Hothead's hand, changing in a matter of seconds from a ball of purple fluid into some kind of purple ball of energy.
He looked as Undyne yelled and began charging again. He gave a grin. She was so mad, she was making this too easy for him. Asgore's eyes widened as he caught sight of the purple ball that floated above Hothead's hand. "Undyne! Watch out!" he called to her, but it was too late. Once Hothead calculated that she was close enough, he turned around quickly and swung his hand down as if to throw something, and the purple ball of energy flew straight away from his hand, heading at Undyne, who was at point blank range for the shot.
Undyne saw the ball of energy far too late to be able to react, and was hit right in the stomach with the ball, stopping her in her tracks and dragging her back a few feet as the ball exploded in a small cloud of black and purple smoke. She gave a groan and looked at Hothead. The attack didn't hurt too much at the moment, so she held her sword up, ready to try again.
However, before she could, she began to feel something strange in her. Her legs began to slowly shake, as if they couldn't hold on to her anymore, and she was feeling her throat starting to hurt a bit. Her stomach was also feeling bad, and her heart just felt numb, as if she had suddenly gotten some kind of sickness. Within seconds, she fell to her knees, clutching her stomach and beginning to vomit out of control.
Papyrus gave a gasp as he watched Undyne throw up so much. He couldn't believe it. The attack didn't look like it should have done that much damage, but yet she seemed to be in real pain from it. Hothead gave a laugh and took some steps forward, approaching Undyne a bit. "Hahahahahahah... so tell me, Undyne. How did you like my Poison Ball attack? It's one of my four personal favorite attacks, gifted to me by my creator, Chara."
"Given by his creator Chara?!" Frisk said with a shocked gasp. "Oh no!"
"Now I see what's going on with this!" Asgore exclaimed. "Hothead isn't a person at all! He's a creation of Chara's, just like Neptune's Hound!"
"Oh? Did I perhaps forget to mention that?" Hothead said as he looked up. He gave a chuckle and smacked his forehead with his left hand. "Oh, I do apologize. I thought that when you correctly guessed I was a friend of Chara's, I thought that you knew I was a creation of his."
"You big cheat!" Toriel exclaimed. "You omitted that on purpose! You didn't want any of us to know that you had any special powers!"
"Perhaps I did, perhaps I simply assumed you knew that. Either way, it doesn't matter." Hothead said with a shrug. "I knew that you'd be more than reluctant to face a master of poison and fire, so I may have decided to omit that one detail. Not that you'd have any chance to win even if you did know that."
He looked back at Undyne, and his eyebrows raised in curiosity as Undyne had stopped throwing up and was slowly rising on her feet. "Well well well. What have we here?" he questioned. "Hmmm... perhaps I underestimated you a little bit. I didn't think that you would be able to stand up after being poisoned by my attacks."
"...You're... going to have to do better than a ball of poison to defeat me, you creep." Undyne said as she took her sword and held it in her hand. "...I underestimated you once, and that's not going to happen again... now that I know more of what you're capable of, I'll be able to react accordingly."
"Oh, is that so?" Hothead questioned. "...Good. Now that that's been settled, I can stop playing around and take this fight seriously... alright then... let's see what you think about this."
Hothead bent his knees a bit and balled his hands in a fist and began to yell. As he continued to shout, the hair on his head began to get brighter and hotter, and in a matter of seconds, it had begun to move like a fire... it was fire. Hothead's hair had literally turned into fire.
"Hahahahahaha! Oh yeah!" he shouted as his hair continued to glow a brighter orange, getting very hot as well as it glowed brighter the more Hothead seemingly powered up. "Been a long time since I powered up like this! Yes! The power!"
Undyne gave a growl and had her sword at the ready. She felt weaker from the poison that was inside her body from that Poison Ball attack, but she tried not to show it too much. She wasn't going to give up, she never did.
"Hmph... you don't have the strength to fight me... but for the same of your honor, I'll continue on the fight." Hothead said as he flattened his hand and held it in front of his face, showing Undyne as his entire hand came on fire, which didn't seem to bother Hothead in the slightest. "If you still insist on fighting, then how about I show you another one of my favorite techniques? This one's called my Flaming Chop attack!"
He began to rush forward with his hand still in that flat position and still on fire. He got right up to Undyne and swung his hand vertically down. Undyne was able to get her sword up and the hand and sword met. Somehow, the hand wasn't at all damaged from landing on the sharp sword, and merely got deflected. Hothead then swung to the right, aiming for Undyne's face, with her just barely being able to move her head back to dodge the attack.
After those two attacks, Undyne brought her sword to both hands and attempted to stab Hothead, only to have him move to the side, the sword only being able to cut a bit of his shirt. Before Undyne could make another move or before she could pull her sword back, Hothead grabbed her hands with his one non burning hand and hit her in the chest with his Flaming Chop attack. It was considerably stronger than his Poison Ball attack, and it sent Undyne back a few feet, tumbling to the ground with a burning pain on her chest from where Hothead had hit her.
She gave a groan and held on to her chest with it hurting very badly, not just from the powerful chop or the fire that went along with that chop, but also the poisoned that still lied in her veins. "You can't keep this up forever." Hothead said as he pointed to her chest. "The more you try to fight me and the more you attempt to move, the weaker you become from the poison. It won't be long now until you'll be immobilized."
Undyne gave a growl and stood up, her legs shaking. She had only been hit by two attacks, and she could already feel her body starting to give out on her. She would never give up, but she new that Hothead was right. The poison was inside her, and she couldn't keep fighting for much longer as the poison remained inside her. "I... I won't give up... not when my friends are depending on me to win this."
Hothead gave a sigh and shook his head. "I would think a leader of a royal guard would know when and when not to quit... but oh well... I suppose I couldn't expect a heroine to just fall on her knees and kneel before me." Hothead said as he held both of his hands to his sides, opened slightly as purple balls of poisonous liquid emerged, turning into those balls of purple, toxic energy. "...You ready?"
Undyne gave a growl and held her sword up slightly, beginning to charge at Hothead, who in turn, threw his two Poison Balls. The first one Undyne was able to destroy with her sword, swinging it vertically down as she approached it, letting it explode in the air without hitting her. The second one she was able to destroy as well by slashing it with her sword, but that one ended up closer to her and blew up in range where it could do some damage to Undyne. Nevertheless, she continued charging at Hothead.
"Yes, that's right. That's what it takes." Hothead said as he stood, ready to dodge some more of her attacks. As he was getting ready to dodge as Undyne approached, he suddenly gave a sharp scream as he felt something pierce him in his left shoulder. While he wasn't paying attention, Undyne had one of her spears on the ground come up and strike at Hothead, puncturing through his skin, but not getting deep enough to come out the other side, as Undyne had lost quite a bit of power.
He growled and looked back forward, only to see Undyne right there, swinging her sword at him. He was just barely able to move out of the way before he was cut in half, and even then, the sword had cut him in the belly, him starting to leak blood from both the slash in his belly and the puncture in his shoulder from the spear.
Undyne had wanted to do more, but after that one attack, she felt her legs get even more faint, and she had to stop, taking a knee and her head slightly facing down as she breathed hard. The poison was causing her too much pain. She couldn't keep going like this any longer.
Hothead stood up and looked at his hand as he saw the blood on his hand, watching the blood drip from his belly and stain his yellowish-green shirt. He gave a groan as he grabbed the spear from the back of his shoulder and painfully pulled it out. Luckily for him, it hadn't caused too much damage to make him unable to use his arm, but it still hurt to move it very much. "...Not bad." Hothead said. "I was thinking you weren't going to be getting a single attack on me at this rate... however, that's still not enough... and I can see the poison is still doing wonders to you... it'll only be a matter of time before you start choking on it."
Undyne gave a growl and forced herself up, stumbling and almost falling over. She had to keep going. She could never give up. Weakly, with her sword still in her hands, she began to make an attempt to run at Hothead, but only being to do so relatively slowly, her legs shaking and her vision starting to become blurry.
"Yes... that's it, keep going." Hothead said as he held his hands out to his sides, and let them start to zap with electricity. "Now, how about a little Thunderclap?" When he clapped his hands together once, a bolt of lighting shot out of them and at Undyne. She was too slow and too weak to dodge it, and the bolt of electricity hit her, sending her sprawling back onto the ground.
"Undyne!" Frisk yelled as she was about to run in to help her, but was immediately stopped by Neptune's Hound stepping towards her and giving a short roar and a growl, telling her to not interfere with the fight.
"Oh man..." Papyrus said. He couldn't believe it. Undyne had given it her all in that fight, and yet she wasn't strong enough to defeat Hothead.
Hothead walked forward, still bleeding, until he had his hand come on fire and touched the parts where he was bleeding, cauterizing his wounds. As soon as they stopped bleeding, he went right up to Undyne, who was on her hands and knees, in great pain and terribly weakened, but still trying to force her body up.
"...Wow. Have I really underestimated you, or what?" he questioned. "Even after being poisoned, struck by lightning and burnt by a chop, you're still trying to win." He gave a chuckle and put his foot right under Undyne's chin and raised her face up a little bit. "Who's a brave little monster? Who's a little survivor? That's right. You are."
He gave a hum and got his foot away from her chin and let a ball of purple energy appear in his left hand and a ball of fiery red energy appear in right. He brought both of his hands together and held them a bit behind them. "...Let's fix that, shall we?"
"No!" Papyrus shouted as he started running in there, only to be stopped by Sans as he grabbed him, just before Neptune's Hound could get a chance to jump at Papyrus if he had gotten too close. "Don't you dare hurt her! Undyne!"
"Keep it together, Papyrus!" Sans said as he watched on as Hothead continued to stand there, Undyne still struggling to rise. "Come on Undyne... get up..."
"You've been an excellent sport in this game, ma'am... but I'm afraid this is where it ends." Hothead said. "One attack like this, and you're gone for." Undyne gave a growl and tried to force her body up yet to no avail. She had taken too much damage from Hothead's attacks, and the poison had weakened her out too greatly.
"W-wait!" came Alphy's voice as she came running out with a device in her hand. When Hothead heard the voice, he stopped and glanced over at Alphys, and so did Undyne. Alphys was stopped by Neptune's Hound stepping in front of her, but still stood there, holding the device up in her hand. "Wait! I h-have the device! Y-you can take it!... Just don't hurt Undyne!"
"A... Alphys..." Undyne said as she tried to stay on her hands and knees, looking at Alphys. Neptune's Hound looked ready to attack.
"Neptune's Hound... let her come." Hothead said as his hair began to slowly stop moving and burning, and reverted back from the fire to that orange fire shaped hair. Neptune's Hound looked at Hothead as he continued talking. "...She could have saved her a lot of pain if she had just given that to us earlier... but hey. Like they always say, better late than never, right?"
As Neptune's Hound looked at Hothead, Alphys was able to quietly get a scale off of the beast's tail without it noticing, and put it in her other hand. After a few more seconds, Alphys came over and gave Hothead the device. "Here... take it... just please... don't h-hurt her anymore."
"...Very well then." Hothead said with a chuckle and an agreeing nod. "...The truth is that she's just way too fun to finish now, so I'd want to battle her again some time... so this works out twice as well for me."
"A... Al... phys..." Undyne said in a weak whisper. She had given up that device she was working so hard on just to save her.
Hothead gave a gesture to Neptune's Hound and Illusionare, and the two gave an understanding nod as they began to walk away. "...Feel free to drop on by and have a rematch anytime you like... that is, if you can even find out where we are." Hothead said with a laugh as he turned around and began to follow Illusionare and Neptune's Hound, leaving Undyne on her hands and knees, weakened, but alive.