DuoTale

Part 22 The Group Fights Omega Flowey

Spencer looked around, looking for the barrier.

"So Asgore, where is the barrier?" Spencer asked. Agore pointed at a doorway behind his throne. Spencer thanked him and walked over. He strode through the grey corridor and saw the black and white shifting colors. It was slightly terrifying.

"Where do we hit it?" Spencer thought aloud. "It looks like a tunnel." He shook his head, confused. Not that it mattered to him, his cousin would find a way. Spencer went back to the throne room to ask.

"Hey guys, how do we bring down the barrier?" Spencer asked the party. He looked at Ra and Stella. They both looked back their silent conversation was along the lines of.

"You know her the best, you talk to her." Ra and Stella said.

"I'm not the best with words, besides, you know her well enough." Spencer replied. The dragons admitted he wasn't the best with words.

"Katie, you know that the barrier is keeping everyone from living a happy life. Doesn't that make you pissed?" Was Ra's pitiful first attempt at causing her to turn. Many other heavy handed attempts were made, all resulting in Katie's confusion.

"Yes, I know that the barrier is terrible. You don't have to tell me over and over." Was her reply to every attempt. The group would have kept trying except for a certain flower. Flowey popped out of the ground, smiling and cackling,

"You idiots. While you wasted your time with that useless girl, I stole the human souls. You have lost!" He shouted laughing.

"I guess it's time to weed the garden." Spencer said, pulling his sword out. Flowey laughed. Six souls swirled around him. One was orange, like Spencer's, one was light blue like Katie's, one was yellow, one was dark blue, one was purple, and one green.

"You idiots! I have the human souls. Oh, it feels good to have a soul in me again. I've been empty for so long." Flowey's massive face looked down on Spencer. "Aww, but your soul is feeling left out, isn't it? Well that's just perfect. After all, I need seven souls to become god. But I wonder what I can do with eight souls." He said looking at Katie, who backed up just a step. Spencer however stepped forward.

"You wanna try and fight? You are a bigger idiot then I thought!" Flowey said. The whole room flashed and turned red. The silhouette of some terrible thing started descending from the ceiling. Spencer saw claws the size of Ra, a side opening jaw the size of Stella, and to top it all off, a bunch of vein looking things with eyeballs. And they led to a TV screen. On it, Flowey's face appeared. It was normal at first, then his mouth fell open into a smile. His eyes grew grotesquely wide and his pupils turned red, and his whites turned green. He laughed and the demonic sound made Furorem Vis sound like a toddler. Vines the size of trees whipped out and lashed around everyone, except Spencer. He saw the boy as the smallest threat and wanted to have some fun. The whole party struggled, but they couldn't escape. Spencer's eyes widened. His sword shook in his hand, but he clenched his fist around the handle.

"We meet again, weak one. How's your palm?" Flowey taunted in his same squeaky voice. Spencer's right palm started to itch, right where the bullet had pierced it.

"Damn you!" Spencer shouted, assuming a ready stance.

Then shurikens made of the same white material as his bullets started spraying everywhere. It was like a bullet hell game, and Spencer could barely keep dodging and deflecting. He leapt off walls, slicing them out of the air, making shields of fire, trying anything not to be sliced to pieces. Spencer managed to throw his dagger at Flowey during a break in the projectiles. It hit the screen, but did almost no damage. Vines the size of Spencer's body started shooting around, trying to impale him. Spencer barely dodged one. He started leaping more, spinning on all three axes. He had never moved so well in his life. But it was like trying to dodge the rain in a thunderstorm.