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A gentle voice calls from the dark, familiar, soft, and full of care, frisk's eyes open just enough to see who's voice had carefully pulled them from their sleep, being woken up by Toriel is always a great way to start the day, looking at the clock beside their bed frisk is quick to notice the early hour, the glow of the golden sun sends them a smile as they get out of bed, it’s Saturday and on Saturdays, they go to the park; It's something that has become a regular occurrence ever since the monsters were freed from the underground. When they first got to the surface, Frisk took them all to a park and today was perfect. The sun was out and the weather was cool. There were just enough clouds for the harsh sun to not burn, but sunny enough to take a nap in the grass. The morning starts as usual with everyone preparing for the day, once they arrive at the park everyone sets off to do their favorite thing! Papyrus trying to get Sans to help him train, Sans annoying him the entire time by making endless amounts of horrible awful no good puns, seriously how does he come up with those on the spot, and Toriel is trying to read a book but she just can’t stop giggling from the puns, everything is going great! Frisk had made a flower crown for themselves and was working on some for the others when some shouting was heard from across the park, a crowd of monsters had shown up along with Undyne and Alphys, weaving through the crowd with sans, papyrus, and Toriel following closely behind. When they get through the crowd they see Asgore with his trident out, trying to talk to what seemed to be a monster made of shadows, twisting and snapping wildly. It attacked anything that moved, even the plants around it. Frisk caught a glimpse of something when the shadows split revealing that it was multiple creatures, and they had something between them. Whatever it was between the three, four??? Was struggling to get out of their grasp but the monsters seemed intent on not letting it go. Maybe they could figure out why it suddenly started attacking, or maybe what it was holding captive, it could be a monster they had in their grasp! That wouldn’t be good on anyone's part. Everything would be easier if they had a way to get even a little insight on it, wait! The answer was obvious: sometimes frisk forgot their ability to check; with no monster looking to fight them unless it was for training or fun, frisk forgot they could just check monsters to get a little tip.
[ check ]
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What
That's odd, it looked like it said…
[check]
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No that
that can’t be right.
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[*Wilson P. Higgsbury - ATK ??? DEF ???]
[*HNGR 85 SNTY 0 HP 50]
[*A Gentleman with strange hair]
Is there a human in there?!?! That can't be right, a human here would be noticed quickly especially if they disappeared suddenly or was being attacked, a sudden yelp of pain breaks frisk out their head, Undyne was now clutching her hand, frisk runs over-worried for their friend
“Stay back!! Frisk, I'm fine! But be careful, those things are dangerous!” Undyne was yelling at Frisk before they could get much closer. Another one of those creatures took a swing and they could see into its eyes…
There was nothing in them… just hollow holes devoid of life
The creatures seem to take notice of the monsters around them, they start swinging wildly, hissing and charging at anything that dares to get close
“King Asgor what do we do?!”
Asgor stumbled for a moment blocking an incoming attack then opened his mouth before closing it again. Struggling to find anything to say, he took a breath before looking back for a moment. The creature lunges at Asgore as he looks away he manages to dodge and get a hit to the creature, causing it to dissipate only to reappear a few feet away and immediately charge at him, now free from the group, he fails to dodge the next attack. The dark teeth close around his flesh but do not hold as he rips his arm free and hits it again, he jumps back preparing for another attack the creature charges forward before another creature’s shriek gets its attention; it howls before returning to the other creatures. Finally asgore has the room to talk
“ These monsters are refusing any attempt of communication” another block sounds out, Undyne has taken to fighting them in Asgore’s place
“they are a danger to everyone here” he looks down a moment conflicted ,
“...I’m afraid we have to terminate them…” everything seemed to slow down for a moment… to terminate a monster would mean dust on someone's hands. They also don't know that a person is there! And they don’t even know what those things are….they are just swinging wildly, But if frisk could just figure out what they wanted then maybe they could figure out how to end things peacefully.
“Frisk!” undyne was calling out to them
“Can you check those things?!”
Frisk nods
[ check ]
[* Knightmare Creatures - ATK ??? DEF ???]
[*Not supposed to be here]
Knightmares? but those aren’t like any monsters they saw in the underground, what were they doing here and where did they come from?
[frisk tells undyne what very little they learned about the creatures]
“What is a nightmare creature and how do we deal with them?” Papyrus asked, looking towards Undyne startling her; when did he get this close?
“I-”
The creatures cut her off with a horrifying howl drawing everyone's attention; they were on the attack again but it seemed like they switched target, whoever it was they had in the middle was fighting back; it was like they were suddenly awoken, there was a cry from within, but they could not see who it was for a moment it seemed that a monster was pulled in or ran in before anyone could run in to help frisk held them back
[ Frisk tells the monsters, when they tried checking earlier they accidentally checked something else]
Everyone who heard pauses a moment, looks of confusion spread along with questioning looks from their friends.
[frisk tells them they think a human might be stuck in there]
Looks of horror cross the ex- king and queen, along with several others; a human caught in a monster fight would be awful and would only worsen the rocky relationship they worked hard to build up with humans, they just managed to convince people that frisk was indeed taken care of and safe, not a kidnapped child being taken from their “loving parents”
With all the commotion caused by the revelation that a person could be stuck within a fight, none of them heard or saw when the person managed to fight off two of the creatures
“AARGH! ENOUGH ALREADY!!”
Everyone turns to the shout glad for the distraction before the reality of the situation sends dread back in. Standing amidst the creatures is a man with the strangest look about him. He’s holding what seems to be a strange hand-saw made of glass? He brandishes his weapon dodging and weaving, sloppily but still rather skillful as he was horribly wounded; eyes laid deep with dark circles, scratching and bruising could be seen on his face, his faint scars could hardly be seen with how pale he was, and last but most concerningly he was frighteningly frail’ he looked as if he hadn't eaten for days, his clothes were worn and dirty, his hair was wild he almost looked dead, and yet he still fought with a vigor most monsters have only seen from the royal guard, he seemed to know how best to deal with the creatures, a simple system, a looping pattern that seemed to work quite well. Wait for it to strike, take advantage of the few seconds to attack twice before backing off to repeat the process. He was doing quite well which is why everyone was surprised when he took a hit from another one of the monsters that managed to get behind him, the rest take this moment to try and swarm him again but a glowing spear strikes the nearest one, everyone turns their heads in time to see undyne summon several more spears and launch them. The monsters recoil from the glow and focus on Undyne, the human uses the distraction and takes his chance to escape and attack the one he was fighting earlier, from the way it dissolves it is clear it’s not a monster they recognize. It doesn’t turn to dust, in fact what remains of the monster doesn’t dissipate it just falls to the ground seemingly pulsing with whatever held the creatures together, no magic in it or at the very least no magic from the underground. With the other creatures set on Undyne as she dodges and strikes the creatures the man takes his chances and easily takes them out one by one, they work together to form an efficient system that seems to work quite well. The man's mood and overall look seems to improve a bit for every creature they take out, at the end of it all only one remains and it calls upon a larger creature that halts Undyne in her tracks. The man oddly doesn’t seem deterred and proceeds to go back to his original attack pattern, however it doesn’t focus on him alone it targets undyne managing to get a bite in.
“Move away, it is too slow to get another hit in quickly!” The shout starles her for a moment before she rolls out of the way of another incoming attack, he was right the creature was moving slowly towards her, crawling. Once again the cycle continues but this time undyne doesn't attack instead she dodges and leads it away from the crowd while he goes in and attacks, it works until the sound of something shattering fills the air
Their eyes follow the sound and what was once his weapon is now a heap of shards and splintered wood, he has no more weapons. He’d only had the glass cutter he’d lost everything else to the terror beaks. He turns to run but the creature takes this chance to suddenly appear in his path and bites down, he lets out a pained cry as Undyne manages to hit the thing before it manages to get another bite in and rushes over.
“Here you can take one of my spears” she offers, he looks to her and slowly takes the weapon
“I- thank you dearly miss”he tests the weapon, seems sturdy and strong as it buzzes with a strange power, he knows wigfrid would probably like this. On the other side hearing his voice is a surprise. He has yelled earlier but it wasn’t anything like his speaking voice, it was a bit shaken but that was most likely due to the fighting .his voice was smooth and had a slight accent she didn’t recognize.
“It- um, it shouldn't take long now, crawling horrors are relatively easy to deal with, at the very least they are easier than terror beaks” he says as he readies himself
“There are different types?” once again Papyrus has somehow managed to get close without anyone noticing
“Ah- yes there are too many to explain now though” the human explains
“For now we must focus on the crawling horror before us” Undyn nods in agreement, they ready themselves and attack. As Undyne throws spears and the human gets hits in between they are not willing to give it a chance to ready itself for an attack.
“We should be close to ending it, just a few more hits or at least a very large one” as they both rear up to get the finishing blow Asgore jumps in to stop them.
“King Asgore? What are you doing?! We are close to finishing this!” Undyne responds as she moves to avoid him, the human does the same.
“Undyne i can not let you harm this monster”
“ this one has not done anything to harm you”
“King Asgore has it has already attacked us, so why do this?” Undyne is baffled why would he do this?
“There are too many monsters here” he whispers “and we do not know this human nor were he came from, he could be sent in by someone who is our enemy ”
“I know you are afraid but he’s already helping and he’s been hurt. I say we keep together and solve this!” She whispers this to him as they turn to look back towards the creature and human, the monster is reeled up and ready to strike them when the human steps in with one of her spears as the thing bites down. He manages to strike the creature with a final blow but not without himself getting hurt in their place, the creature dissolves into the same substance as the others and he collapses as well with all his energy gone and no adrenalin to distract him he loses himself to the world of subconscious. The monster stares in shock, Toriel rushes over along with Pappy, Sans ,and Alphys.
“We need to get him to a hospital- Now” Toreil looks up at them fear in her eyes as she’s almost pleading, she’s never liked seeing anyone hurt. Frisk rushes over to check him
[ check ]
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[*Wilson P. Higgsbury - ATK ??? DEF ???]
[*HNGR 17 SNTY 0 HP 4]
[*He is no longer conscience]
Frisk looks around as an ambulance arrives to take him to the nearest hospital
It was supposed to be a good day … Now there is only confusion.