《Escape From Undertale》Chapter 3: The Guardian
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As Jack was staring in fear of the figure, he tried reloading his gun but clumsily dropped it away from him. Jack then finally saw what that thing hiding in the shadows was. It was goat dressed in a purple cloak, and standing on its hind legs. It appeared to be female by the eyelashes and the posture. It also seemed to be Jack's height. Jack was in shock by the creature, on the other hand the goat seemed to be worried about the two humans. "Are you okay sir?" The goat said in an almost motherly voice, heading towards the injured Lieutenant. "I..I umm..I" Jack muttered before the goat noticed the knocked out Frisk "F..Frisk!!! My child are you alright?!" The goat screamed as she ran to Frisk and kneeled to the child's level. Finally after touching the child on the forehead, she woke up "m..mom?" Frisk said in a weakened voice. '' Jack yelled in his mind flabbergasted about what he just heard. The goat then looked at Jack in look that only spelled out anger and fury "What did you do to my baby!!!" the goat yelled as she raised her hand at the soldier summoning a fireball in her palm! Jack then backed away and put his hands up, "Woah Woah listen I'm on your side lady!" Jack shouted hastily as he backed up. " no one hurts my child!" Jack then closed his eyes accepting his fate.
As the goat was about to end Jack's life, Frisk grabbed her "mother's" arm and said "Mom NO! he saved my life!" Jack then opened his eyes shocked on how the little girl was defending him. "R..Really my child?" The goat said in a motherly voice "Yes, he saved me from those soulless skeletons." the goat then looked at the lieutenant and asked "Is this true warrior!" Jack then nodded as if his life depended on it. The goat then picked up the bruised Frisk and said "Come I will show you to our house" Jack then followed as fast as he could with a limp. As he followed, Jack noticed many bridges and levers. "My Mom made them for humans." Frisk said in a proud voice. "Heh that's right little one" The goat said while having a soft hand on frisks head, Jack Smirked though gritted his teeth from the pain of a dislocated arm and a deeply bitten leg. After a while of limping and walking Jack, Frisk and the goat then found themselves in an empty room with a cracked looking floor. "watch your step these floors are unstable" The goat said in a firm voice. As Jack was limping, he saw the ground crack more and more, then it started to slowly crawl up until it was under The goat's feet. Jack then looked at the goat and held out his hand "" Suddenly After those words, The goat fell through the floor but grabbed a ledge, Frisk backed up fast "" Jack then ran to the goat and grabbed her arm with a iron grip "don't worry I got ya" Jack then started pull her up until the floor broke again taking both the goat and Jack.
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Jack then woke up next to the goat in a pile of ruble with a pain in his bitten leg...his ankle was in an L shape with a bone popping out. As Jack saw this, the pain became unbearable but he then took out a bullet and bit on it and tried to stand up but fell. "Damn it.....Hey lady!" Jack said while pushing the goat slightly, she was knocked out cold. After this Jack then noticed he was in some sort of tight, cramped room with a staircase in one corner that went to where they came, there was also a strange hole in the middle of the room that lead to Dirty swamp water. The Lieutenant then looked up to see a frightened Frisk "I..Is My Mom okay Mister!" Frisk yelled making great use of the reverb that surrounded the entire ruins. "don't worry kid were fi..." Jack was then interrupted by the sound of gurgles, he then looked down to see the small pool of gunk and filth water bubbling and smoking as if it was boiling. Suddenly out of the pool came a gangrene infected hand, then what rose out of that pool could only be explained as your best nightmare come true. IT almost looked human but undead. Flesh was falling off its body which revealed badly infected wounds with maggots squirming around in the rotten flesh. it's face was rotten and mauled revealing more infected wounds and horrifically disfigured teeth! Jack then crawled back slowly in fear and disgust "" Jack screamed as the monstrosity roared a mighty screech until a murky liquid came out of its mouth! Frisk then looked in shock and disturbance from the creature's presence and then screamed at the sight of ""! Jack hastily loaded his pistol and shot the abomination in the cranium. For a second it did nothing, then it spurted Black, putrid blood from it's head and started to walk forward. Jack did not hesitate, he unloaded his entire clip into the THING'S body, causing it to back up from the force of each bullet until it fell back into the pit of muck water which it came. The Lieutenant inhaled a deep breath then drew it in relief as he put his head back and closed his eyes. But then his moment of relaxation and deep thoughts were abrupt as at that moment a more violent gurgling sound can be heard. Jack then looked up to be greeted with two, No...FIVE HANDS raising from the pool, all rotting in horrific in ways. Jack took his pistol and pulled the trigger to hear a click...he was out of ammo. Suddenly two Green and pale rotten heads rise out of the murky pit and growled. The soldier then remembered about the cracked floor/ceiling 'if I destroy a part of that ceiling it might crush those "things" in the hole, man I wish Hawk was here' Jack then remembered the bullet in his mouth. He then spat it out and loaded it into the gun and looked up at Frisk "Kid ya might wanna keep walking the right way". Frisk looked at Jack confused "Why mister?" "Cause its gonna get a little messy" Jack said In a slight demanding voice. Frisk then moved to the door at the other side of the room and plugged her ears. "" Jack yelled at one of the creatures which responded by looking at him with its dead, yellow, pupiless eyes and screeched! Jack proceeded to point the gun to a part of the ceiling right above the hole and smirked "". Jack pulled the trigger, shooting the bullet into the ceiling. For a second it did nothing, then a medium sized part of the ceiling came crashing down giving the two creatures enough time to look up and puke the murky liquid until the ceiling crushed them and covered the hole What remained of the creatures, was a hand rising out of the ruble. For a moment it twitched, then it curled up and slumped over.
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Jack took a few moments and sat there shocked at what just happened. He then took a piece of his sleeve and ripped it off. Jack then proceeded to wrap it around his broken ankle and slowly got up. At this moment The goat finally woke up "Ugh...W..what happened" The goat then noticed the covered pit with the hand sticking out "w..what's that?" Jack then looked at her with a slight sarcastic looking face "...You don't wanna know." Jack took a couple limps towards the goat before he stumbled unto the ground. After this the goat then grabbed Jack and helped him up on his "good" leg. "Oh my god...your leg!" Toriel said in a very worried voice as she looked at the bloody bandaged ankle, "Don't worry I'm fine." Jack reassured while looking at his broken foot, then he looked at Toriel. "ya know, I never got your name" Jack said staring at the motherly creature. She then gave a warm smile to the injured soldier "My name is Toriel....Toriel Dreemurr, I am the caretaker of these ruins and mother of my child...Frisk. But you can call me Tori" Jack still puzzled by the relation of the child and the goat, looked at Toriel with a smirk "The names Lieutenant Jack Collembine, captain of team Thunderstrike of Special Forces. But you can just call me Jack." Toriel again gave Jack a warm smile as they traveled up the staircase slowly and said softly "Its very nice to meet you Jack.". As soon as they reached the top, Frisk ran to Toriel hugging her tightly "Its okay my child were alright" Jack smirked at the moment. After finally making it across the cracked floor, their small venture came to an end when they reached a tall yet small wooden door. The three of them entered what seemed to be a totally different world. It was a wooden, cozy home with a fire place and a library on the left side and three rooms on the right side. After walking in this perfect home, Jack smelled the sweet scent of butterscotch and cinnamon "what is that?" Jack said wondering what the sweet scent was. "Its my Mom's pie!" Frisk exclaimed excited and proud. Jack then smirked at the young teenager, then looked at Toriel "Its her favorite" Toriel reassured Jack as he left Toriel's arm and limped to the room with the fireplace. Jack then drew his attention to a big rectangular wooden table of a fancy caliber with six chairs, at the left far corner of the room. He then sat down on the one chair in the back and finally thought 'what the hell is going on...this has to be a damn dream.... '. His thoughts were then interrupted when Toriel put a plate and a fork in front of him. Jack looked up to see her motherly smile "...its cinnamon and butterscotch pie!" Toriel said happily as jack stared at the pie "...well try it." Jack then took the fork and ate a piece a pie, it was a sweet pleasant taste, probably the best tasting thing he had in a long time "this..is delicious!" Toriel looked at Jack and gave him a warm smile while softly blushing. Jack sat back chewing on the pie, finally feeling peace. He then looked at Frisk smirk which she returned.
meanwhile on the outside of Toriel's house three figures can be seen standing in the final corridor to wooden door. Each figure had something orbiting and engulfing them, one had fire engulfing it's arms, another had lightning coursing through it's finger tips, and the last one had glowing eyes as bright as a spot light with rocks and crystals flying through it's palm. The figures then walked slowly, and at that moment Jack felt something wrong. Something sinister approaching, almost like a !
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