Reckoning Tale-An Undertale Fanfiction Novel

Chapter 34: One Last Time

fun level 74 Original MC Sans and Frisk

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On the Surface, Near the Hole . . .

Asriel opened his eyes slowly gazing over toward where the hole used to . . . finally! He moved over toward the hole. How far was Frisk? It took forever to get it to open. He needed to find her and fast. It shouldn't take too long, no monsters would be messing with him. Please be okay. He moved quickly through the Ruins and out the door into the snow. He moved farther, and got a few strange glances from the Royal Guards, but no one bothered him. 

He continued into Waterfall. Frisk must have got farther than he thought. Then, he looked ahead of him, and felt his stomach churn. 

Try this way, try that way! Frisk ducked from left to right, trying to ignore the spears being thrown at her. The particular monster known as Undyne could understand her like Sans, but it didn't matter because she didn't want to talk out a solution. She wanted her dead. No, shoot, needed to go right-that's gonna-! She felt herself being pushed to the right. There was no time to wonder what was going on, she just continued her best until the big, armored monster showed up behind her, and then cut the floor under Frisk. 

She expected to fall, but a strange goat man ran straight toward her, hurling them off together. He kept himself on the bottom of her. Frisk watched the goat monster move up. 

"You okay?" He asked. Oh, he wasn't clicking either? He spoke human like Sans. 

"Yes," Frisk answered, pulling herself up. "Thanks." She looked around. She was in some kind of water with junk all around in piles. "Who are you?" 

"I am Prince Asriel," he said proudly. "And you have nothing to fear anymore. I will make sure that you're safe. We'll find a way out of the dump, get back up into Snowdin, and we will get out of here." He smiled kindly at her. "I am so glad you are safe, Frisk." 

He knew her name? "Do I know you?" Frisk asked. 

"Well, let's just say I'm your new best friend," Asriel said. "Let's go. I'll get you out of here, safe and sound. No more monsters will be chasing or fighting you. Everything will be fine. Follow me."  

After getting back on track, with a little aid from a duck, Frisk continued to travel with the goat man. He didn't hurt her, and he spoke her language. With his guidance, it sounded like she could get out. As they were passing along though, she saw Sans standing by a telescope. "Hang on a second." She walked toward Sans. He noticed her, but was more focused on Prince Asriel. "Hey, Sans. I found someone else who speaks human now. Do you think my chances have improved to make it out alive?" 

Sans just stared at the goat. "Frisk. You're next to King Asgore, the one who's supposed to really kill you." 

"I am Prince Asriel," Asriel corrected him. 

"You're . . . former son, Majesty?" Sans took a slight step back from the telescope. "Are you trying to trick the human?" He looked toward Frisk, a bit worried. Maybe. "Not that . . . maybe you . . ." 

Oh. Oh, yes, I see. There were no other goat monsters down there except his father King Asgore and his mother Queen Toriel eighteen years ago. Sans' mind would not allow the disruption, so it refused to see him as a grown-up prince, but as his father, King Asgore. 

Well. This made things easier. He could return to the surface, check the place out again, and find a way to free everyone's mind. Then he could burn it down to kingdom come! All while knowing that Frisk was safe. "Sans, Frisk is a very special human," Prince Asriel said. "Very special. Her soul would not allow us to pass through the barrier. In fact, she cannot fight with it at all, and I have different plans for her."