Again, sorry that last chapter was so short, but I've been kinda busy lately. Here's some action now. Also, if you want to add Undertale music to this, try "Burn in Despair!"

All seven of us run, float, and get carried (Azalea can still hardly walk) behind the wall forming the other side of the seating for the theater area.

"Alright, what the heck are we supposed to do about this guy?!" I demand quietly.

"I don't know, I'm not the strategist here!" Astigmatism says back.

"Split up," says Erika. "If he finds some of us, the rest of us can get him from behind. Reaper Bird, you stay here with X and Azalea, everybody else follow me. Monsters, keep the humans' souls on."

Erika starts quickly moving towards the woods behind us, with Darius, Minerva, and Astigmatism following straight behind her. I crawl up the hill and look over the wall to see that the car is parked right there in the loop next to the theater.

A man wearing some sort of red ninja mask, a dark jacket, and gloves gets out of the car and walks towards the theater area. This must be Mason Richards, one of a certain several people who want everyone dead. And he's walking straight towards us. We're gonna die. No we're not. We have soul power. But he's a killer.

Just as Richards is about to come around the wall, a light blue heart appears on his chest, and he stops walking. He waves his arm around for a few seconds.

His soul is Patience? Wonder what that does.

"Get behind Azalea," I whisper to Reaper Bird, who has moths floating around their head. They don't move. Richards comes into view.

"There you...what the ****?!" he says, noticing Reaper. He takes a black pistol out of his jacket and shoots them.

Azalea and I flinch from the sound of the gun, but Reaper Bird doesn't seem to have been hurt at all.

"BDiognm'itsdtoatkheat."

Reaper unleashes Everyman, which is actually about twice as tall as Richards, and starts covering its head with moths. Richards shoots at me and Azalea, but we take cover behind her shield, and the bullets (actual gun bullets this time) ricochet right off. Then he tries to turn and run, right as Darius is speeding towards him. Holy crap; somehow, Richards manages to knock him down! AND HE'S ABOUT TO SHOOT HIM!

I shoot his gun, knocking it straight out of his hand. Darius gets up and joins me behind Azalea...wait a minute, is that Whimsalot and Knight Knight over there?

Whimsalot surrounds Richards with a ring of moths, but then he takes out another gun and points it at them.

"NOBODY MOVE!" he yells. "Or these freaks die!"

Whimsalot floats down to the ground and Knight Knight puts down her Good Morningstar. Everyman vanishes along with the moths. Was that a small scream back behind me? Now we're really screwed.

Richards starts speaking again. "Now where did you all-"

Suddenly we hear sirens. Richards sprints back to his car and drives off while the rest of us run in the other direction, the only thing left behind being his first gun. We will fight murderers, but we are sure as heck not getting mixed up with the police and probably ending up on the news for our parents to see.

"What the heck was he doing here?" Darius asks as we head for the Linear Park.

"I think he goes out like this every few nights to find supporters," Whimsalot answers.

"He must have decided that it would be best to kill you since you were with monsters," Knight Knight says.

"Let's go further into the woods, away from the streets," Erika suggests.

We run until we get to a small bridge, and I'm almost about to pass out from carrying Azalea...aaaaand our souls aren't even lit up anymore.

"Okay, best case scenario, Richards gets caught by the police tonight," Astigmatism says. "Worst case scernario, he escapes to somewhere that we'll never find him."

"Don't worry, if my intel is accurate, he won't be leaving this town," Whimsalot says.

"Why is that?" asks Azalea.

"There's something hidden somewhere here in Smithplain that the cult wants. Something that could be incredibly deadly."

"Like what, a nuke?" Darius says.

"Actually, that's exactly what's hidden here. Except there's a whole stash of them."

We all stood there for a second to take that in. Why the heck would there be nuclear warheads here in Smithplain? I guess this is a pretty good hiding spot, considering this town is so generic and unknown to the world that it's probably never been visited on The Traveler, and that show talks about places in Texas that I'd never heard of prior to watching it. But why do we still have nukes, anyway?

"How did you two know to get here so fast?" Azalea asks.

"We've been tracking him all night," Whimsalot says. "We know what his car looks like, so we were following him around to see what he would do, and hopefully find out where he's staying so we could stage a capture or report his location to the police. If we knew he would be here earlier, we would have gotten here sooner."

"Well, thanks for coming to try and save us," Erika says. "Maybe now that we stalled him for as long as we did, the police will catch him."

"Wait a minute," I say. "We don't live very far from there. Wouldn't our parents probably have been woken up by the sound of the gunshots?"

"You're right, we gotta get home," Minerva says. "See you all later!"

We start running back up the bike trail, which doesn't seem so hard now that my arms are empty except for my baseball bat. This time, we decide to jaywalk to the other side of the street, since we're in a hurry, the street is empty and all the cops are busy, hopefully. Still, by the time we each get home, we are completely out of energy. Hopefully Azalea should be alright, since she spent a little less time running than I did. That was a pretty good workout.

Well, it doesn't look like any of the lights are on in the house, so if I'm really quiet, I should be able to get in without anyone noticing. I open the front door slowly, carefully, and quietly, and then close it just as slowly, carefully, and quietly. I head up the stairs and peek around the corner to my parents' bedroom...crap, it sounds like they're up and listening to the radio. I quickly head in the other direction towards my room, which is also my brothers' room, and close the door. Then I take off my jacket and shirt and stuff them in my shirt drawer. I take off my socks and shoes and just leave them on the floor. Nobody has to know, nor will they know that I was out late at night and almost got killed or threatened to death by a mass murderer. I fall asleep about five times as quickly as usual.

What exactly does the light blue soul do, anyway?

Okay, so this chapter is also pretty short. I promise the next one will be longer though.

Next chapter, the gang and the Shadow Guard have to find better ways to defend themselves against things like guns.