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Tyrantale: Chapter 7

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Tyrantale

Chapter 7.

Now, back to the revolt.

Let the rescue mission begin.
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Alphys looked around cautiously, looking in every room she passed as she slipped through the palace halls, eventually crossing paths with Mettaton once more.

"Any sign of Chara?" Alphys asked.

"Not up here," Mettaton answered, "last I heard, he went into the basement."

"So, he's close," the scientist said, "which means, be better get this done fast."

"So, remind me what the goal here is." the robot requested.

"We get as many prisoners out that we can," Alphys explained, "then, while Chara is distracted, Sans and I will work on the Soul Extractor."

She then took out her cellphone and sent Sans a text:

"All clear"

Outside the castle, in the final hall of the Core, the Resisters were waiting, and, as soon as Sans saw the text, he looked at the others and gestured to the door leading inside the castle. Sans teleported himself inside, while the rest ran through the door.

Muffet had her ear pressed against the floor, listening curiously to the commotion on the floors beneath her.

"Excuse me, Miss," she suddenly heard, "I believe this is where you get off."

Raising her head, the spider woman found her skeleton lover standing before her, smiling proudly, and without a second thought, she stood up and promptly pulled him into her six arms.

"I'm taking you out of here," Sans said, hugging her tightly, "just like I promised I would."

"Chara will notice." Muffet stated.

"All part of the plan." the short skeleton affirmed.

He then teleported himself and his spider lady out of the castle and back to the outside of the Core.

"Okay, we still have several other prisoners to get out," Sans explained, "after which, my teammates will regroup back here, by then, Toriel should be here, she'll take you guys back to the ruins."

"But, then what are you going to do?" Muffet wondered.

"While Chara is distracted by the absence of his servants, Alphys and I will be hard at work on the Soul Extractor," Sans said, "if we can't get it done, I at least want to get it far enough along so she can get it done herself."

"Well, if you've thought it all through," the spider woman voiced, "then I can't say that I doubt you."

Sans nodded and turned back towards the castle, only to have Muffet hug him from behind.

"I love you." she said tensely, her face buried in the skeleton's shoulder.

"Yeah," Sans replied softly, "I love you, too."

After holding on for almost half a minute, Muffet finally pulled away, allowing Sans to teleport back into the castle.

Meanwhile, Dogaressa and Doggo reunited with their fellow canine companions, Dogaressa and Dogamy locked in a loving nose nuzzle, while Doggo was happily squished between his pals, Lesser Dog and Greater Dog.

While the canine unit was making their way out of the castle, Undyne and Papyrus were escorting other prisoners to the roof, where they carefully helped them down to the ground, using their respective abilities.

"You guys remember where to go, right?" Undyne asked Monster Kid.

The armless Monster child nodded, before the fish woman sent him down with the others.

"So far so good." Undyne sighed.

"Maybe a little too good?" Papyrus inquired, "Really, how has Chara not heard or seen any of this?"

"Alphys said he's been acting strange," the fish woman said, "apparently he's been hanging around out by the barrier, down in the basement, just all over the place. Nobody really knows what's going on. But, it doesn't matter, regardless of what that little heathen is doing, all that matters is that we get as many people out of here as possible."

Papyrus nodded.

"Wait a minute," the tall skeleton voiced, "if Chara's hanging around the basement, how are we going to spring Asgore?"

Undyne was silent for a moment.

"I think we can figure something out." she affirmed.

"Well, you better think of something quick," Papyrus said, "the ice we're on right now couldn't be any thinner."

"All right all right," Undyne responded, "let me talk to Alphys."

Meanwhile, without the prisoners knowing, Chara had taken a small group of young Monsters down to the basement/dungeon, where he proceeded to absorb their Souls. While he was still waiting for one last Human Soul, his desire for more power had grown so strong that he could not take it anymore, he needed more Souls, Human or not, at the very least, to satiate his raging megalomania for the time being.

Chara left the lifeless bodies of the drained Monsters in the corner of the room, having no more use for them; the evil child then turned towards the one prisoner he could not afford to drain. Same as every other day, Asgore was slumped against the wall, a vacant look of nothingness in his eyes.

"Did you see, Asgore?" Chara questioned casually, "Did you see what I just did?"

The former king did not say anything, the shift of his eyes was all Chara needed.

"Yeah, no way you could've missed that," the demonic boy said, "if you thought that was something, just wait until you see what it looks like when I get that last Human Soul."

It was then that Chara heard the first verbal response from his favorite prisoner in a long time, though it was so weak he could not quite make it out.

"What's that you said, Daddy?" Chara pressed, "Speak up!"

It took all of his effort, but, Asgore managed to turn his weary head towards Chara and, with a just a little more, despite great pain in doing so, he managed to speak aloud.

"W-Why?" the goat man wheezed, "Why...are you...doing this?"

"Ugh, again, Asgore?" Chara groaned, "We've been over this and you know I tire of repeating myself."

"Why...are you...still taking...Monster's Souls..." Asgore questioned weakly, "if you're...aiming for...a Human's?"

The tyrannical half-pint tilted his head as he listened to the disgraced king speak.

"By now..." Asgore continued spiritlessly, "you must have...more than enough power...to destroy...the barrier...why...why do you still insist on taking one last Human Soul?"

Chara nodded as he took in all of his prisoner's words.

"Why?" the unholy child expressed, "Well, it's simple really...because I can, because I want too, it's the same reason as to why I ever started this whole thing, because I want to do it and I like doing it. I have tasted power and I want more, whatever I desire, I will take it by any means and my being demands more power. That barrier comes down when I decide, if there's one thing they teach us on the surface is that freedom is a privilege and if you want it you have to earn it."

Asgore listened warily as Chara spoke.

"You also have to deserve your freedom," the evil boy went on, "and, honestly, I'm not quite sure yet if Monsters truly deserve freedom, I mean, come on, if one Human child can single-handedly usurp the throne of Monsterkind, how much do you really deserve, how much are you really worth? That barrier may come down, but, in the end, I am the one who decides just how free you all are, also, I'll tell you right now, that seventh Human Soul, will not be the last. Once I get to the surface with all this power, mankind will be at my mercy...those inferior creatures, thank God I am no longer one of them."

Just then, there was banging up above.

"King Chara, King Chara," came the muffled voice of a castle guard, "your highness, you'd better come up here, there's a problem that needs to be handled immediately."

"Agh, what now?" the child tyrant growled, "It had better be something important."

He headed for the stairway leading to the upper floor, but, not before looking back at the ex-king, addressing him one last time.

"Don't worry, Papa," Chara voiced snidely, "I have everything under control, I'll fill you in on further details at a later date."

With that, he went back upstairs, leaving the goat-man as he always did, alone with his thoughts, which was torture enough without the ungodly child's constant abuse. Same as always, all he could think about was how much he wished he could fix everything, how he wished that he could muster enough strength to break free of his irons, challenge Chara to a rematch, and take back everything that was rightfully his. Sadly, try as he much, he was simply to frail to barely speak above a whisper, all he really could do was sit and hope that his wife and son were safe, that somebody outside was doing something to make things right.
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I thought it would be fun to end on Asgore and Chara, as I felt it was time for more Asgore focus. Perhaps Gaster will get focus again next time, though, I cannot guarantee it right now.

As weird of a place as it is to end here, I feel like too much time has passed since I uploaded a new chapter and I have other pieces I need to work on. Though, I feel like now that this chapter is done, the next one should be a lot easier to write...hopefully.

Anyway, more Tyrantale to come eventually.
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