Now was not the time to be leaving me alone. What could she possibly be doing? I waited for her to close the door, and I got up. I opened the door quietly and snuck out. I saw her start walking down the stairs and head for the basement.
I snuck down the stairs behind her. The basement was just a long hallway. After walking a little ways Toriel stopped.
"You wish to return home, do you not?" she spoke softly.
Welp, I guess she knows where I am.
She didn't turn around though."Ahead of us lies the end of the Ruins. A one-way exit to the rest of the Underground," she informed me. "I'm going to destroy it."
Anger rose in me as she continued.
"No one will ever leave here again. Now, be a good child and go back upstairs," she said trying to sound patient.
I continued on though as she kept walking. I was NOT going to let her take away my only chance at getting home.
She stopped again."Every child that has fallen down here has met the same fate. I have seen it happen over and over. They come. They leave. They DIE. If you leave the ruins, Favian, you WILL die," she spoke angrily. "They… Asgore… will kill you."
I followed her still. Who was this Asgore guy? Why would this guy want me dead? We rounded a corner.
"Don't stop me, I'm doing this for your own good," she spoke with more anger rising.
Suddenly, we were at a large door. So this was the entrance to the Underground. My only chance of getting home again. The only thing was Toriel stood in the way.
I stepped forward.
"So that is how it is. You are just like the rest of them. There is only one solution to this then." A fireball appeared in Toriel's hand. "Prove to me that you are strong enough to survive."
Toriel threw a fireball at me. The flames whizzed by my head, crashing into the wall behind me. It was ironic; Toriel specifically said that she wouldn't hurt me. Yet here she is, throwing fireballs at me. I dodged them and looked for a way to get past her.
I refused to attack her. She, in turn, threw more fireballs at me. My orange soul weaved in and out of the fire. I truly didn't believe that Toriel would hurt me. I refused to attack her again.
She seemed to get angrier. She threw even more fireballs. I dodged a couple but then one hit me square in the chest. I flew back and slammed against the wall. Some of the fire was burning on the wall and my back flew into it.
I screamed a little as the flames licked my back. My chest felt like someone burned a hole through my heart. The flames went out almost immediately, but the pain persisted. I stayed on my knees for a minute.
"My child, please stop this before you get hurt even more," she asked, trying to get me to back down.
After a moment I stumbled to my feet.
"Very well then," she fired up a row of fireballs and launch one at me.
I knew my gloves could stop little Flowey pellets, what I didn't expect when I tried to catch a fireball was that the fireball would stick to my glove without exploding. I caught it then whipped around and threw it like a baseball pitch. It went right at Toriel, and before she had time to think it slammed into her, exploding on impact.
She went falling back, surprised by my catch and throw and fell on the floor with a thud. I gasped for a second trying to catch my breath. When I looked up, Toriel wasn't moving.
"TORIEL!" I yelled running up to her.
Her skin seemed to be cracking. If she turned to dust I didn't know what I'd do. I by her telling her to wake up. She had a nasty burn wound on her stomach. Black ooze bled from it.
That's not good.