Undertale: Blue: Black and Blue

Chapter 33: The Tournament Begins; Sans vs Kutaru

"Forfeit the match." Kutaru says when the round begins. "why is that? do i scare you?" Sans asks. "No. You'll die if you don't." Kutaru answers to Sans's question. Without another thought, Sans charged forward mindlessly. "exactly my point. either i win, or we both lose." Sans says. With quick thinking, Kutaru dodged the attack Sans attempted. He stands still waiting for Sans's next attack. Again, Sans charged forward with a kick. All Kutaru does to defend himself his put his leg out slightly. Sans didn't see this coming, and because of this he tripped over Kutaru's leg and flew out of the ring and hit the ground. "...what...?" Sans said confusingly.

"I knew that if I hit you, you'd die instantly. So all I did was wait for you to mindlessly get cocky and try to through your life away to make me lose. Nice try, but I'm not stupid." Kutaru explains to Sans as he walks of the stage. "Next up is Blue vs Kyra! This one will be an interesting battle!" The announcer exclaimed. "Good luck kid." Undyne said to me. "Thanks, Undyne." I responded. The monster with the cat ears and tail followed me to the ring. "Hey kid." She said to me before we split off to our sides of the ring. "Yeah?" I asked. "I've heard a lot about you. Be sure to entertain me. Show me the strength you used to defeat Aurus after this tournament." She said with a smile. She pulled her hand out and turned it to a fist, and held it there for a moment. I did the same and she lightly tapped her knuckles with my own. We retracted our arms and got into the stage.

"Here we have monster vs monster! We have Blue, a child of a dragon and a harpy, and Kyra, a member of the Karjiin clan, one of the few monsters clans we had a treaty with after the war. Kyra made almost made it to the finals last year, but ultimately lost to Gale. Blue is a newcomer to the tournament scene, so this'll be an exciting fight!" The announcer said with enthusiasm in his voice. I got into my fight stance and looked into the crowd. The friends I had there were in the crowd smiled at me and waved, well, except for Donald and Alexa, who just looked at me. Sans was watching me through a curtain in the losers lobby, cheering me on. I looked back at Kyra, who got into her stance. Her left hand was placed under her chest, palm facing upwards, while her running right hand was placed away from her face, the palm facing towards me. Her left foot moved behind her right foot and she had her toes facing towards the left, and her right foot moved forward, heel lifted up as she was balancing her right foot with her toes. Our eyes never stopped staring at each other as we waited for the signal to let us know the fight had begun. After three seconds, the signal was sounded, and me and Kyra charged forward, both of us determined to move on to the next round of the tournament.