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Things were wrong. Very wrong. Undyne could feel it. She was good at sensing when things would go wrong, and so when the force screamed that something terrible was coming Undyne believed it. That’s when she got a terrible sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. That horrible thing was here. She cast a glance at her padawan, his eyes were wide, and she knew Papyrus had felt it too. “Papyrus, something is happening,” she told him. Her voice was low and quiet, something that as the years had taught him Papyrus knew meant she was afraid.
“Don’t worry, Master Undyne, we can get through this!” Papyrus replied, giving her his signature toothy grin.
“When am I worried?” Undyne asked with a grin of her own.
Papyrus shook his head, she never admitted it when she was afraid, which is why Papyrus had learned to tell. Though he didn’t bother to correct her, giving a smile he got up. “Shall we investigate this feeling?” he asked her.
That’s when they heard screaming, Undyne’s good eye widened with horror, and she rushed to the source, Papyrus following just behind her. When Undyne reached the entrance of the temple she halted. Clones were firing at Jedi and corpses were strewn across the ground, younglings and masters alike. In the center of the chaos stood Anakin Skywalker, and he was helping in this unjust massacre. “Papyrus, warn the others! Help the children get to safe spaces!” Undyne ordered, she wasn’t going to let Papyrus follow her into this battle. “I’ll hold them off!” she added before summoning her lightsaber from her belt to her hands and igniting the blazing purple blade. Filled with determination to defend the Jedi, Undyne rushed into the chaos.
Papyrus stood still, watching in horror, he had seen his fair share of death and destruction since the war had begun. He had held dying clones, watching them breathe their final breaths in his arms, had seen the destruction of cites, and witnessed many of the unspeakable horrors of war, but this was different. This wasn’t war, this wasn’t a battle, this was a massacre, a slaughter, and Undyne was rushing right into it. Papyrus wanted to help but knew he couldn’t. Undyne was doing this to help the others, and it would be in vain if he didn’t warn them. So casting his master one last fleeting glance he ran to warn others. Not knowing this would be the last time he would ever see her again.
The scarred twi’lek stood tall in front of the fallen Jedi, her blade pointed at him, with fury and determination shining in her eye. “You traitor!” Undyne roared, sending a strike towards Skywalker’s heart, she would go for the kill if it meant saving innocent lives. Anakin blocked her strike and their blades crackled and crashed against each other. Skywalker did not reply, only sending a strike at Undyne, breaking the clash of their blades. Undyne rolled out of the way, the lightsaber just barely missing her lekku. She then stood back up, towering over Skywalker, her blazing purple blade in hand, “you won’t succeed, Skywalker,” she warned him before charging at the fallen Jedi again. Their blades met in the air, blue and purple sparks falling to the ground.
Papyrus ran with a group of younglings in front of him, he kept his lightsaber in hand in case any of the clones found them. A blue blaster bolt whizzed past him, and Papyrus turned around to see a group of clone troopers, “get to safety!” Papyrus told the younglings, “i’ll hold them off!” The younglings hesitated momentarily before doing so. Papyrus then activated his lightsaber; the blue hue illuminating the surroundings.
The great zabark stood tall knowing he was all that stood between the clones and the children. Papyrus deflected the shots back towards the clones, he was more concerned with the younglings than himself, and he wasn’t afraid. He didn’t attack the clones, he only used defense because he still couldn’t help but see them as his friends that he had grown close to after all of these years of fighting. He could feel some of them fighting against something and he wanted to help, but he couldn’t and it was devastating to him. So Papyrus kept his focus on protecting the children, saving them.
Then in one moment, one mistake was all it took, the clones overpowered the padawan. Papyrus was killed by the people he used to call his friends, sacrificing himself for the innocent children in the temple. Papyrus, a hero, a padawan, a friend, a brother was dead, and only days away from his trials.
Elsewhere in the temple Undyne felt a sharp pain as if she had been stabbed, but she hadn’t and this pain was worse than a lightsaber wound. Tears welled up in her eye, she couldn’t feel his light anymore. He was dead. Undyne’s face morphed into unbridled fury, “Papyrus…” she muttered under her breath. She glared at Anakin, staring him down, his yellow sith eyes staring back. Undyne’s grip around her lightsaber tightened. Undyne’s attacks became more and more aggressive, and Anakin had to switch to using more defense to survive the fury of the broken Jedi. Though the more aggressive Undyne's attacks became, the sloppier they became as well. Anakin managed to break through Undyne’s barrage, and strike her through the chest.
Undyne fell to the ground, and Anakin stepped over her, uncaring for the one he used to call a friend. “No,” growled the dying Jedi softly. “I won’t let you kill them!” she roared, grabbing Anakin with the force and hurdling him towards a wall. Anakin hit it with a thud, but he walked it off as Undyne struggled to stand tall once more. Determination pumped through her, she wouldn’t die, she couldn’t die. “You’re gonna have to try a little harder than that! ” she shouted at him, summoning her lightsaber back in her hand. She ignited the blazing purple flame, “for the sake of the Jedi, I, Undyne, will strike you down! ”
She charged at Anakin once more who blocked the furious attack, once more their purple and blue blades crashed together. The two were locked in combat once more, but Undyne didn’t care, she had to hold Anakin off long enough for others to get to safety. Unfortunately, Undyne’s determination wasn’t enough, and she was eventually killed by the fallen Jedi. “Damn it,” coughed Undyne. “It wasn’t enough?” she began to laugh through her tears, “if you think I’m going to give up hope, you’re wrong! Because Papyrus evacuated the others, and through them, the Jedi will live on!” Undyne drew her final breath, dying for the future of the Jedi, for hope of a better and brighter future. She knew that in time a new hope would arise.