Altertale - Under Pursuit (Episode 9)

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Our heroes are dashing amongst a seemingly endless highway on the Gaster Blaster

Frisk: Did we lose them?

Sans: God, I hope so...

*Frisk sits and looks like they're about to throw up

Sans: What? You carsick kiddo?

Frisk: ...

Sans: Hey, you wanna talk about something?

Frisk: .....

Sans: Hey, come on kid. I know you're the silent type but-

Frisk: Sans just drive...

Sans: ...Okie dokie...

The Gaster Blaster glides through the highway until...

*B  L  A  S  T

Sans: URK!

A laser blasted the rear of the Gaster Blaster, partially chipping it. Sans looks behind him and sees an armored car with a laser gun on top.

Sans: GODDAMN! Lasers!? You've gotta be kidding me!

Undyne: AGHHHHH!

Alphys: Undyne!

Toriel: Sans! Try not to rock us so much! Undyne's still injured.

Sans: Oh uh sorr-

*Over Loudspeaker*: GET OFF THAT THING!

Sam: That sounds like my dad!

*B  L  A  S  T* *B  L  A  S  T* *B  L  A  S  T*

Sans dodges every blast.

Sans: Ugh... I'll just have to toke this one sky high!

Sans flies higher, increasing the altitude of the blaster.

Sans: Let's see them shoot us from up here!

Suddenly, a chopper chases them down out of the blue.

Sans: Oh, COME ON!

Missiles fire from the chopper.

Asgore: Sans! It's about to hit us!

Sans: I know...!

Sans decreases altitued in hopes to shake the missiles off, but they've fully locked on.

Alphys: ...Oh! Sans look, buildings!

Sans: Maybe I can shake them off in the city.

Sans twists and speeds up, wrapping and circling around various buildings. The missiles don't lock off. He goes over and under the bridges in the city, but it's no use...

Asgore: Sans, I have an idea. Maybe if I shoot fireballs at it, they'll explode behind us!

Sans: Well hurry it up and start firing old man!

Asgore tries to shoot fireballs, but he misses every one.

Asgore: Sans I'm going to need you to start flying a little more carefully!

Sans: Yeah but if I go to the ground level, the patrol cars will shoot us!

Papyrus: Wait Sans! I have an idea. Look at that huge building in the center of town!

Sans: That's a massive skyscraper...

Papyrus: Exactly! Ride up it! That should give King Asgore enough time to fire a clear shot!

Sans: It's definitely worth a shot...

Sans reaches terminal velocity to try to outrun the chopper and the missiles, but they keep tailing them.

The chopper fires even more missiles.

Chopper Driver: *Over walkie talkie* Sir, I'm asking confirmation to use the machine gun. These guys are outmaneuvering me!

Sam's Father: *Over walkie talkie*  Damn it just do it. Anything to stop them.

FIB Agent: Sir! Don't! If you destroy that thing, your daughter will fall with them.

Sam's Father: Ugh... damn it. *O.W.T* Force them to go down to ground level. THEN use the machine gun, and you BETTER not hit my baby girl!

Chopper Driver: *O.W.T* Copy that. Over and out.

Sans hugs the contour of the building. Speeding up so the missiles won't hit.

Suddenly, the Chopper appears above them!

The Chopper fires missiles below.

Sans: Damn it! Hurry Asgore! I can't scissor out else we'll all fall!

Asgore focuses his aim

Asgore: NOW!

Asgore fires multiple fire balls. They all miss.

Asgore: NO! I used up... all my power.

Sans stressfully thinks...

Sans: Ah to hell with it!

Sans charges the blaster, firing the missiles above them, and taking out the chopper with them.

Chopper Driver: AGH! I'VE BEEN HIT!

The Chopper spirals out of control, eventually, it makes direct contact with the skyscraper.

*B O O M

A loud roar engulfs the city. Every pedestrian sees the exploding chopper. The tallest building has been hit.

Toriel: Sans... you just...

Frisk: Killed... thousands of people inside that building...

Sans: Uh... whoops?

As Sans dashes through the highway, the image of the burning building engulfs the background.

FIB Agent: Sir... those guys singlehandedly just destroyed the Impire Stasis Building. If the public finds out this chopper is ours, the FIB is done for!

Sam's Father: ...Hahaha... Do you think I'll just let them get away like that?

FIB Agent: Huh?

Sam's Father: The City is filled with our cameras. We probably have dozens of images of those guys.

FIB Agent: But sir... your daughter.

Sam's Father: Give the news to every major news broadcasting network... Tell them that these... "things". 

Are Public Enemy #1

To be continued...

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