Little Nighttales

The Battle with the king

(Third POV)

The two had finally come to the end, the final area. The vines surrounding the arch way as Six gripped Frisk hand as they peek into the room. A throne surrounded by golden flowers and a large horned man with his back turned to the two. Frisk inhaling as they took the first step leading Six to where the king hummed a soft and gentle tune. Their feet making soft crunches across the grass as the man spoke. "hold on a moment, let me just finish watering these last few flowers and I'll be right with you...." He said as Six looked at Frisk worried.

Frisk had seemed tense this entire time as Asgore the king turned around to look at the two fallen human children. His eyes filled with sorrow as he seemed hesitant as he gave a warm yet awkward smile. "oh...... welcome fallen humans...." He began to spoke as Six seemed to hide behind Frisk nervously.  She seemed scared but, not of him but something in the corner that Frisk nor the king could see. Six's heart raced as Frisk held her close to them, trying their best to comfort the suddenly frightened child. Frisk listening to the king trying to tell them not to be frightened about their life coming to an end.

Frisk silent picked up Six and refused to back down or quit now would soon follow the king who gestured for them to follow him towards the barrier. Frisk occasionally looking at Six who's eyes were glued to the one corner of the room, her heart still racing like mad as the skeletal form of a tall man smiled and watched the two humans leave for the barrier. Silence filling their mini walk as Six kept looking to where they were before wondering why no one else could see the tall man with strange hands.

Shaking the thought Six looked at Frisk who seemed worried about their final fight as they were now standing in front of the king once more. Within a flash Six was snatched away from Frisk as Six screamed in shock. Frisk got into a fighting stance as Asgore wanting to spare one child had removed Six from the room. A strange force preventing Six from going back until the room as all she could see were the flashes of fire and orange and blue moves coming from the massive triten that Asgire wields.

Frisk dodged the moves and tried to talk things out with Asgore but it was all in vain, as there was nothing left to do but fight. Six crying to be near Frisk again as her powers became unstable like they usually were with hunger. But she didn't feel hunger, at least not in the food sense. She craved the companionship and comfort of Frisk being close to her, the dependance and trust the two grew with time shown threw as the battle suddenly stopped.

Asgore had noticed the attachment of the two and looked away. He felt ashamed separating the two as Frisk rushed and held Six close, the option to fight or give mercy to the king showed. Frisk sighed as they pressed mercy while holding a crying six in their arms. Asgore looked at the two and gave a kind smile. "After all uve done? you would give mercy to me?" He questioned as Frisk nodded softly smiling at the old goat king. "thank you..... I'm.... I'm so glad you decided to stay down here, I promise my wife and I will take care and love you both" He said smiling as Six started calming a bit.

However, that didn't last as white bullets surrounded the king and pierced his very being. Both Six and Frisk stare in shock as they witness the king fade to nothing as flowey appears smiling deviously to the two. "oh how naive you two are! I told what this world was about and yet you didn't listen...... no matter I'll remind you.... in this world..... its kill or be killed!"

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Author: I finally updated , I hope you enjoy this and I will try to update when I can but thank you for being patient. This book sometimes hard to write... Plus I'm thinking about creating a deltarune story to add to the pile of incomplete garbage.... anyways have fun