The Story of PestiTale

The Great Escape!

Soon enough, he crashes through at a height, yelling "AAAAHHH!!", and lands, stumbling, onto the black floor of the Snowdin Depths. The other rebels, about 8 of them, emerge with him, the blue cloaked rebel carrying Huawei's robe, as the portal disintegrates. "GOD... COULDN'T HAVE MADE IT LOWER COULD YOU HAVE?!" Papyrus groaned, holding his heels. "Be thankful we even saeved yer sorry arse, considering yer integral to oor ooperation, aye," the main rebel spat at him, dumping Huawei's robe onto the ground.

Papyrus quickly scooped up the robe and hat, "HMPH... WHAT OPERATION?" Papyrus scowled. "Och, ye dennae need tae know the noow, we've tae go before they arrive!" the main rebel informed, before casting some kind of spell that chained Papyrus in a limbo. He tried to struggle, however didn't bother to object. The 8 rebels quickly moved, Papyrus idly floating by them, teleporting around before only 1 was left, the one that was taking Papyrus. "DO YOU REALLY NEED TO DO THAT?!" he yelled, dizzy from the constant position shifting. "Mate, if we didn'e we'd be roast about a second ago!" the main rebel explained. Soon enough though, in the far distance, Papyrus picked up on several Depthsmen shifting into place, as if to intercept them. "ERM, THAT DIDN'T SEEM TO WORK," Papyrus commented, to the one taking him's ignorance.

A chime flared, shivering the ground below. The blue main rebel stood still, looking about quickly, as the Depthsmen in the distance began to chase after them. "Aye, that'll do," they just mumbled, before summoning out a sparkling blue staff with a purple/white crystal at the top and proceeding to teleport away someplace, behind them. It wouldn't take long for them to catch up, however, right behind Papyrus already. Suddenly, however, 4 of the rebels appeared and simultaneously swung their own staffs, a burst of light cracking and striking some of the Depthsmen. They would seem to be caught up in a strife, as the rebels would begin fighting the Depthsmen.

"THAT WAS CLOSE!!" Papyrus remarked, looking behind him slowly due to the spell. However, as he said that, a massive gem structure came swirling past, almost taking the main rebel with it. "ARGH!" they flinched, jumping back. Right as they did, a Depthsman appeared and cracked the rebel's hood with their glowing blue crystal staff, causing them to fling away mildly and tumble in the distance.

Papyrus would fall to the floor, getting up quickly, "...OH GOD," Papyrus muttered, as the Depthsman turned to him, "HEY... CAN WE JUST... T-TALK ABOUT THIS FOR A SECOND-" Papyrus would reason, before being sharply interrupted by a thunderous creak which made him flinch and fall. "AAGHHH!" Papyrus cried, before realising that the Depthsman in front was gone. Seemed a gem structure took them with it. "...WOW... THAT WAS PRETTY LUCKY..." Papyrus remarked, before looking about him.

Structures were flying everywhere, figures dashing left and right firing spells at each other either as a diversion or to incapacitate. Papyrus ran over to the main rebel, who was flat on the floor. "HEY, ARE YOU ALRIGHT...?" he quietly asked, tapping them with his boot. "Papyrus... you must r-run... north... g-go!" they exclaimed, strained. "...BUT... WHAT DO I DO...? WILL I BE SAFE??" Papyrus worriedly asked, turning north. "N-Nae time... t-tae explain... ugh..." the rebel groaned, before fading away into a robe like Papyrus's dear friend was.

Papyrus looked down at his arms, reminded of Huawei whom he was still holding. "WELL... WHAT ELSE DO I DO," Papyrus mumbled, before sprinting off into the distance.

As Papyrus ran, the structures whizzing by at literally monumental speeds, he narrowly avoided several attempts to grab hold of him, and various spells thrown too. Seeing a small group in the horizon he was inching closer and closer, before suddenly a structure grazes past his path, literal inches from him. He jumps back, accidentally dropping Huawei in the process and crumbles to the ground with a yell, "ARGH... I CAN'T... I... NGG..." he cried to himself, before sitting up.

The group he saw earlier, however, were right in front of him, "This is no place to die, Papyrus," the one at the front uttered, a grey cloaked Depthsman-looking figure uttered, looking down upon him. Papyrus hesitated, fluttering his eyes, "WHO ARE YOU... ALL..." Papyrus would murmur, the world starting to shroud in white abyss. "You'd better get moving... wouldn't want to fail your people... would you?" the figure almost mocked, before slipping away.

Papyrus's head eventually slumped to the floor, the structure's aura beginning to take its toll. All he could hear was muffled yells and muted spells, before passing out completely, the world blanking out.