Onetale!!!!! Adventure at the Ebott Island!!

Chaos

Sans and Chopper finally arrived at where they have last seen Papyrus train. They knew because that's the place where Undyne came from just to get some water bottles for them moments before the chaos.

Sans eyes went dark as he found that neither Papyrus, Alphys nor Frisk was in sight. It doesn't help when they are currently under attack but the fact that they left some of their belongings in the area made him more nervous than before. Chopper felt it too so he quickly changes into his horn point creating a small noise, which sans didn't mind, to sniff the area for any kind of scent that will point them to what they are looking for and after a few moments, he finally found it. "Sans, I think they went over there." He said pointing to the dark gloomy forest ahead of them.

Sans suddenly flinched from his words, breaking him from his own dark thoughts "Really? Come on, let's go!"  He immediately ran off ahead of Chopper towards the direction where he said his brother went off to.

As soon as they got to the place, Sans felt his eyes went darker as his mind tried to analyze the scene in front of him. "P-papyrus?" He blurted out to himself quietly but loud enough for the othes to hear

Papyrus was pinned down on the ground by a man who was a complete stranger to him. His brother's body was battered and his battle body was ruined and torn to shreds, some are even on the ground around him. It looks like he was beaten by a hundred people and left him to die just like that. Papyrus tried his best to raise his head and look at his beloved brother but it was no use. He couldn't feel every bone in his body. All he could do was call for his brother's help "B-BROTHER?.......H-HELP.....ME"

Chopper growled, he recognized these people! Those yellow suits, those gas masks and that scientist guy that he despises the most. "You guys are-"

Caesar laughed maniacally, as usual, his arms spread out as if he is already declaring his victory which he actually did. "SHIRORORORO!!! Long time no see Straw hats! "

Chopper growled at Caesar once again, threatening him. He knew Caesar was planning something nasty to those monsters he just captured and he cant believe he was already one step ahead of them "What do you want with them! Let them go, Caesar! "

Frisk and Alphys were also pinned down to the ground by the guards just like Papyrus. Alphys desperately tried to at least summon some magic to help them escape but her hands were bound by some shackles that somehow prevents her from using any kind of magic. Even Frisk's determination powers couldn't do anything about it. Flowey was still in its pot though but he was caged by some unknown forcefield that blocks all of his "friendliness pellets" much to his frustration.

Caesar laughed once more while his guards prepared themselves to shoot anyone who dares to attack their masters and they actually will if the orders were said. "Shirorororororo! Are you fools? There is no way I'm letting these people go! Besides..." he picked up Papyrus by his neck and lifted him up to his eye level, looking at him in the eyeball. "They've got something that I want."

The poor skeleton couldn't do anything but look at his captor weakly before he was tossed away like he's some kind of a trash bag. He dropped unto the floor with a loud thud and the impact made more scratches and bruise marks on his bare bones.

"Papyrus!" Alphys called

"Take them away! Shirorororo!!" Caesar commanded and his guards followed his order in an instant. Their ship was just a few meters behind them and getting away will be easy enough for them. Some of the guards picked up the three monsters and Frisk and started to drag them away from their rescuers just like their master ordered them to.

Sans couldn't stand to watch his friends and especially his brother being taken away and suffer by some enemy that he doesn't even know about, so he immediately summoned a wall bone that blocked the guards from escaping the island. His eyes are dark and menacing and he already had a gaster blaster above him, ready to fire at his disposal "not on my watch."