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Undercom Story Part 18: The Turning Point

Undercom Story Part 19
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Keywords males 27733, females 13541, story 6342, undertale 4801, humans 2010, war 1209, xcom 2 33, undertale monsters 1

Chapter 1: The RV
(H.Asriel’s Point of View)

   After showing Sans and Asgore around, we came across an old RV we had lying around. Honestly, the camp has had little use of it… not even storage. It does nothing but take up space and collect dust. No one lives in it and we haven’t had the need to weaponize it. Sofia has got all the storage she needs with her trailer… besides, traversing the landscape in a giant RV would be hard. But Asgore had taken quite the interest in it.
   “If it’s not being used here, why not I take it off your hands… I always thought of going camping one of these days.” Asgore explained.
   “Eh, if you really want to. Why not you take a look at it, first?” I replied. Asgore nodded and the two of us walked over to it as Sans waited outside.
   “Wow, a lot more room then I thought.” Asgore admitted.
   “Yeah, it is. It’s also got a mini kitchen area. A small stove, mini fridge, and a sink. Also, a bed big enough for two.” I explained.
   “Perfect! I’ll take it! I just need Sans to go get the supplies to pay for it.” Asgore walked back outside, and came back with Sans.
   *“Are you sure you wanna take this home?” Sans asked, raising an eyebrow… er… he would if he had any eyebrows.
   “Yes, I’m positive. Now, take this back to the Settlements and bring some supplies, if you please.” Asgore replied. Sans sighed, placed a hand on the side of the RV, and disappeared with it. He came back a minute later with a box of supplies.
   *“Happy now?” Sans mumbled.
   “Very, now, I’m gonna go show it off.” Asgore almost ran out of the Camp.
   “You seemed very suspicious of Asgore buying the RV…” I rubbed my chin.
   *“It’s because Toriel actually hates camping…” Sans chuckled.
   “Oh yeah, I think that’s something all Toriel’s share, regardless of what timeline it is.” I laughed. Before we could do anything else, we heard shouting coming from the gates.
   *“What the hell was that?” Sans jumped.
   “I don't know, but it sounded like Sofia…” I replied, swinging my LMG off my back. Without hesitation, I made a dash for the gates, Sans following behind.

Chapter 2: Revenge Long Awaited
(Sofia’s Point of View)

   By the time Sans and Asriel even made it over, I already had my hunting rifle aimed at the sky. The bastard himself was flying around with that jetpack of his, laughing at me. Without thinking, I fired a shot. Got the pack right in the left thruster, and Jet went down somewhere in the forest. Knowing it wouldn't be that easy, I ran off after him.
   *“Shouldn't we help her?” I heard sans ask before getting out of earshot.  
   “No, this is her fight… she’s been waiting for this for a long time.” Asriel replied. Good, he’s right. This is something I gotta do alone. As I rushed into a old Xcom encampment, I could see Jet’s damaged jetpack sitting in the center. No sign of him, though…. I got closer, but I did not see the armed X4 charge sitting on it until it was too late… I dived behind a tree right as a huge *Booooooom* rang out through the entire region. I shoot up with effort, the blast knocked the wind out of me…. But I was alright. Dust was kicked up everywhere, making it hard to see. But out of the corner of my eye, I saw a dark figure make a dash at me. Jet shoulder charged me right to the ground, knocking my rifle out of my hands. A little dazed, I looked up and saw he had a Mag Pistol to my head.
   “Any last words?” Jet smirked. Regaining some of my energy, I sat up.
   “Yeah…. Fuck you!!” I jumped up and uppercutted him in the jaw. The stumbled back, and laughed.
   “You did not put up much of a fight back in the day… gee, what happened?” Jet laughed again. I had no patience to talk, I charged at him again, all my anger and pain from the past returning to me… empowering me. I went for swing after swing, but Jet almost knew what was going on. He side stepped to the right and extended a leg, causing me to trip and slam hard in the dirt, face first. I spat out a mouthful of mud and blood and spun back up to my feet. This time, Jet drew a small combat knife, the smile on his face growing. He came at me like a blur, and before I even understood what he did, I had that same life dug into my side. I held back a scream as he pulled the knife out and I fell to one knee.
   “Aww ain’t this dramatic?” Jet started again… but I could see his Mag Pistol a couple feet from my hand. “Well, this was a cute try, I suppose. But ya know, you're just week. You're anger became you're downfall kid.” Jet coutnuined. I looked at his knife, still dressed in my blood. In one last surge of energy I stumbled forward and quickly grabbed the pistol, tucking under my sleeve to hide it. Jet walked over to me and kicked me in the side, causing me to roll over on my back. What he wasn't expecting however, was for me to be holding his own gun at him. Before he even had a chance to gasp, I shot him once… twice… three times in the chest. He fell to the ground with a heavy THUD, the knife embedding itself in the dirt. I stood up with effort, and walk over to the now lifeless corpse… but just for good measure, I aimed the pistol at his head.  
   “See you in hell, you scumbag…” I mumbled, pulling the trigger, sending one last shot into his head… can never be too sure, you know. Then I remembered about the stab wound in my side… with the heat of the moment gone… it started to burn. I tossed the pistol away, and managed to pick the body up. Along the way, I picked up my Hunting rifle… them made my way back to the camp.
   I walked back over to Sans and Asriel, apparently they were waiting for me the whole time. I fell to my knees after making it over, dropping the body and my rifle.
   “I’ll go get a medic!” Asriel shouted and ran off. I rolled on my back and Sans walked over, kneeling behind me.
   *“Well, looks like you got what you wanted.” He chuckled.
   “Yeah… well… not perfectly…” I grunted between coughs.
   *“Hey, don’t go dying on me now. Just hold on a for a little longer.” Sans put a hand on my shoulder. But I couldn't hold on, laying my head to the side, I blacked out.

Chapter 3: The Lost Child
(Classic Sans’s Point of View)

   Sofia was laying in her bed all patched up by the time I got back to the medical tent.
   *“How is she?” I asked the medic.
  “How about you ask me yourself…” Sofia coughed. The medic shrugged and left us alone. But in return, Asriel walked inside.
   “Sofia! There you are, thank god you're okay.” Asriel shouted.
   “Huh… gonna take more than that to take me out.” She smiled softly.
   *“Well, at least you're in a good mood after all that.” I crossed my arms.
   “So… it’s really over?” Sofia sighed.
   *“Yeah, you did it. Jet is no more… you did an amazing thing, you know. Did what Advent has been trying to do for the past god knows how long.” I explained.
   “Wow… I guess Xcom is gonna be a bit of a mess for now.” Sofia sighed.
   *“Indeed… but you still seem a bit out of it. Something on your mind?” I asked. Sofia nodded, but was still hesitant to mention anything.
   “Yeah… but I’d rather talk about it… in private.” Sofia hinted to Asriel, who caught on and walked outside.
   *“Alright, so what’s the big deal?” I asked, sitting on a chair.
  “It’s just that… after so long I never told you some specific detail… and you seem to be the most trustworthy with this.” Sofia sighed. “Long ago, before I left… Jet actually made me… ya know… pregnant.” She finally admitted.
  *“Wait… what? For real?” I felt my eyes go wide in shock.
   “Yes, that was the driving force that made me leave. If Jet would of found out… lord knows what the hell we would of done. Soon after finding the camp, I went to the human town near you're a settlement, Springfield. I have a friend there, Maria. She promised to take care of my daughter, I named her Alice… I have a picture here somewhere.” Sofia started looking around in her fancy pack. I was still shocked to know that Sofia got pregnant… I suppose that would be one reason to wanna get the hell out of their, besides… ya know… the already apparent reason.  Soon, Sofia handed me a picture of a teenager, maybe seventeen, eighteen years old. Wearing a red button up dress coat and shot, blueish silver coloured hair with a red bow in it, and big, bright blue eyes.
   *“You sure this is her? She seems almost like a teenager… shouldn't she only be like, two? I asked with confusion.
   “Really?” Sofia also looked shocked, taking the picture back. “Whoa… that is weird. But I promise you, that is my Alice. I can regizone that face at any age.” Sofia ensured. I shrugged.
   *“I suppose you want me to look for her as you recover?” I asked.
   “Yes, that would be perfect!” Sofia lit up.
   *“Alright, I’ll make copies of this picture and as around.” I promised.
   “Whatever you have to do.” Sofia nodded. I gave her a pat on the back and walked outside, placing the picture into my pocket. I told Asriel he could go talk to Sofia now, and got ready to teleport to the Settlement.


Chapter 4: *Sigh*
(F.Chara’s Point of View)

   By the time I made it downstairs with R.Frisk… because of er… reasons… there was already shit going down. The two of us walked into the living room just in time…
   “ALIZA AND CHARA HAD SEX!” F.Asriel shouted… all I could do was facepalm and leaned against the wall.
   “Oh great…” R.Frisk mumbled. C.Toriel was also there, who just shook her head and walked away. Then shit went down, Aliza walked over to my brother and slapped him hard across the face. Huh… can’t say he don’t deserve it.
   “You asshole!” Aliza snapped. F.Asriel then did something I never thought would happen, he shoved Aliza away and she almost fell over. C.Chara now got angry, his eyes glowing ever so slightly red and he was damn near close to knocking F.Asriel our right then and there…
   “Watch it goat boy!” C.Chara growled. F.Asriel waved him off as C.Toriel came thundering back in the living room.
   “ALL OF YOU, TO YOUR ROOMS!!! NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” She roared. F.Asriel stomped off to his room as Aliza and C.Chara went upstairs. C.Frisk and C.Asriel shambled to their room, not impressed. Me and R.Frisk backed away slowly up the stairs into our rooms where a frustrated looking Aliza was sitting on her bed, arms crossed… F.Frisk was trying to talk to her.
   “What the hell was that?” I asked, walking in. F.Frisk shrugged.
   “I have no idea… F.Asriel and C.Chara were annoying each other as usual, but then it grew a lot worse…” F.Frisk tired to explain.
   “No kidding… me and R.Frisk were just… ah… well… we just came downstairs to see that go down.” I replied. Aliza remained quiet.
   “Well… F.Asriel did say… well, you probably heard what he said.” F.Frisk started….
   “Yeah, I definitely heard what he said… but is it true?” We both turned to look at Aliza, who just rolled her eyes.  
   “Yeah, we did, okay? I was feeling better, one thing lead to another, and we did it… happy now??” Aliza shouted, crossing her arms.
   “Take it easy, I’m not trying to scold you or anything, I was just asking if it was true or not…” I explained. Before Aliza could go off, there was a knock at the door. F.Frisk walked over and opened it, C.Asgore was there holding a small wrapped box.
   “Hey Asgore.” F.Frisk smiled.
   “Yes… hello… is Aliza still in there?” Asgore replied.
   “Yeah but she’s still a bit out of it…” I walked up to the door.
   “Well, can you tell her I have something for her?” Asgore replied, gesturing to the box in his hands.  F.Frisk walks over to the bed… and a couple minutes later…
   “Okay, okay, fine!” I could hear Aliza sigh. Asgore shrugged and walked up to the bed, holding the box to Aliza. “What’s that?” She asked.
   “A late birthday gift of sorts.” Asgore replied. Aliza took the box, untied the bright red bow and opened the box. She was taken back by what was inside, and finally pulled out a phone.
   “Whoa that’s awesome!” Aliza finally smiled.
   “I figured it would make you feel better.” Asgore chuckled.
   “Oh yeah… about what happened-” Aliza started, but Asgore raised a hand.
   “No need to worry, what you and Chara do together is none of my business. Toirel just did not want a fight breaking out in the house, that’s all. Besides, you're not the one to blame.” Asgore explain. Aliza sighed and leaned back in the bed.
  “Gonna go have a chat with Mr. Grumpy Pants?” I asked.
   “Yes, that seems to be in order. Oh and Aliza, Chara is in the other room, with C.Frisk and C.Asriel if you wanna talk to him, he could show you how to use you're new phone.” Asore said before leaving the room. Aliza nodded and walked over to where C.Chara was, and F.Frisk got comfey in her bed.
   “On that note, I’m gonna check on R.Frisk.” I walked to the dor.
   “He he…. Have fun.” F.Frisk winked. I rolled my eyes and walked over to R.Frisk’s room.

   Chapter 5
(C.Asgore’s Point of View)

   With a heavy sigh, I left the kid’s room and walked over to F.Asriel’s room. Time to figure out what’s been going on with him… that was quite the sense he caused downstairs. I have a couple ideas floating around in my head, but only one way to find out. I approached the door, and gave it a light knock.
   “Go away!” A voice muffled inside. I placed a hand on my forehead and walked inside anyway. “I said go away!” F.Asriel grumbled after seeing me.
   “I’m not here to scold you, I’m just here to talk.” I replied calmly, walking around the room.
   “Yeah… uh-huh…” F.Asriel rolled over in his bed.
   “Listen, I get it you're from Underfell, but you never acted this rashly before. I just wanna know what’s bothering you.” I repeated.
   “Nobody else seems to care…” F.Asriel mumbled.
   “Well, the only way you're gonna get better is if someone does. So here I am.” I explained, sitting on the end of the bed.
   “Ugh… fine…” F.Asiel sat up, rolling his eyes. Guess he learned he won't not get me to go away. “It’s just… ugh… I can’t help but feel jealous with all the relationships flying around…” He finally admitted.
   “Ah, there we go.” I chuckled.
   “What? Did you already know or something?” F.ASriel asked.
   “I had my suspicions.” I cracked a smile. “But all jokes aside, that is normal, you should of seen me and Toriel before.”
   “But you two got back together…” F.Asriel looked confused.
   “Yes, but before then… by god, I was a grumpy, overly aggressive, depressed mess.” I admitted.
   “Huh… did you have any momounts like I did?” F.Asriel asked.
   “Every now and again I would snap, yes. It was rough… but sonn, Toriel forgave me. It was a bloody miracle that was. But none the less, you too will find someone soon.” I trailed off.
   “Yeah sure…” F.Asriel rolled his eyes again.
   “Just be patient, good things come to those who wait.” I patted his head. “But anyway, I got what I wanted, so now I’ll leave you to rest. But Toriel will want you to apologize soon.” I stood up.
   “Okay… whatever.” F.ASriel rolled over a bit. I walked out the door and slowly closed it shut behind me. Then I walked downstairs to share my findings with Toriel.


Chapter 6: Runaway Goat
(F.Frisk’s Point of View)

  The time we spent in our rooms felt like forever… but soon enough, C.Toriel let us all come back downstairs. Man… I know we’ve had our rough times around the settlement before, but this takes the cake. As we all got downstairs… things were kinda tense… not like I could blame anyone. R.Frisk and F.Chara were chatting on the couch as the C.Asriel and C.Frisk hung out by the door… Aliza and C.Chara were still upstairs I think. Looking around… I seem to have missed someone.
   “F.Asriel come down yet?” I asked, to no one in particular.
   “Not that I know of…” C.Frisk replied. I rubbed my chin, and decided to cheek his room. I walked up to the door, and gave it a knock… no answer.
   “C'mon bro, don’t be so dense…” I muttered through the door… still nothing. I tried the handle, locked tight. “Son of a…” I sighed, and decided to brute force my way inside, shoulder bashing the door until it opened. The knop on the other side got loose and fell to the floor. “Oops…” I shrugged, then walked inside. After scanning the room, I noticed the window was wide open…. He must of flew out and away. Facepalming, I went back downstairs.
   “What’s the verdict?” F.Chara asked.
   “Well, appears F.Asriel ran away… I busted into his room and his window was wide open.” I explained. Everyone sighed…
   “Great…” R.Frisk rolled her eyes.
   “Now what do we do?” C.Frisk asked.
   “Have no fear, darlings!” F.Mettaton rushed into the house. “I was just walking by and I heard you're little problem. Got a little runaway? I’ll find him for ya.” F.Mettaton activated his flight mode, sparkling red translucent wing flashed out of his back as little rocket boosters came out of his ankles.
   “Thanks Mettaton, good luck.” I laughed. He winked and blasted off… as he flew away I could see C.Mettaton joining him… guess they got a 2 man search and “drag-back-home” team. I turned around to see C.Sans standing right in front of us…
   *“Sup?” He winked.  
   “AGH! Sans! What the hell!?” I jumped and almost clocked him upside the head.
   *“Listen, I got some news…” Sans crossed his arms.
   “Funny story, so do we.” I remarked.
   *“You mean F.Asriel flew away? Yeah, I heard that bit… I’m sure the Mettaton's will find him…” Sans replied. “Anyway, I’m looking for a lost kid… who apparently lives in Springfield.”
   “Really?” We all asked in usion.
   *“Yeah, the girl's name is Alice Firestar…” Sans hold up a picture of a girl with lightish silver hair, and wearing a red dress-coat mix thing.
   “Firestar? Isn't that Sofia’s last name?” F.Frisk looked confused.
   *“About that… Sofia and Jet had a little tussle in the forest not to long ago… and now Xcom is down a commander.” Sans explained.
   “Whoa… Sofia killed Jet?” I asked.
   “Thank god… that sonva bitch was a real pain in our side.” F.Chara almost cheered.
   “How do you think I feel??” I laughed, remembering the fact that I actually got shot in the side.
   *“Yeah but now she’s got a lost child… and I said I;d help look for her as she recovers.” Sans added.
   “Alright, I guess we’ll keep an eye out.” C.Frisk took another look at the picture.
   *“I’d be grateful if you did, as I;ve been busy with stuff at the Blacksite.” Sans nodded. We all shared our agreement and Sans teleported off, leaving the picture with us.


Chapter 7: Operation Save The Goat
(F.Chara’s Point of View)

   “Ugh… we need to find a way to find F.Asriel…” I sighed… still looking at the picture C.Sans left with us. Just then, C.Asgore came back into the living room.
   “Maybe I can be of assistance. I had a talk with him before he ran.” He said, taking a seat.
   “Yeah, what’s up?” F.Frisk perked up.
   “He said he was a little jealous of the fact that everyone has found their significant other…” C.Asgore explained.
   “Really?” C,Frisk sounded surprised.
   “Don’t seem like the caring one, honestly.” C.Chara commented.
   “Well, that’s just what I got outta it, do with it as you will.” C.Asgore shrugged and left the room.
   “Maybe he just needs someone…” Aliza admitted.
   “Like, we should find him someone?” F.Frisk asked.
   “I mean… if it would but an end to all this crap…” C.Chara rubbed his chin.
   “I mean, maybe we could find someone in Springfield, eh?” I said, half jokingly. I looked around the room, expecting to see R.Chara and Flowly… but I found no sign of either of them. R.Frisk also looked a little worse for wear.
   “I guess it would help…” R.Frisk shrugged.
  “Hey, you okay?” I wrapped an arm around her.
   “Well… I just haven’t seen R.Chara since that Error Sans attack… I’m worried.” R.Frisk explained, resting a head on my shoulder.
   “Hey, don’t worry about it, F.Flowly’s probably with her, he should keep her from doing anything drastic.” I kissed her forehead. R.Frisk just nodded.
   “So that makes two people unaccounted for?” C.Chara clarifled.
   “Wonderful…” C.Frisk faceplamed.
   “Well, we should worry about one problem at a time… what about finding F.Asriel someone?” R.Frisk let me go.
   “Maybe one of us could go around the nearby town and try talking so some people? I know it’s a bit of a stretch but hey, maybe it could work out.” Aliza explained.
   “Eh, I could go…” I shrugged.
   “Really?” R.Frisk sounded surprised.
   “Yeah, why not… get some fresh air... been awhile since I stretched my legs.
   “Don’t want me to go with you?” R.Frisk asked.
   “Eh, I should be fine. Besides, you have enough to worry about with R.Chara being awol.” I stood up, heading for the door.
   “Wait, right now?” C.Chara looked confused.
   “Nothing better to do…” I replied before walking outside… kinda blinded by the light of the sun… you spend a lot of time inside when, eh? I looked around and saw the brake in the treeline that lead to Springfield, and made my way over.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Undercom Story Part 17
Undercom Story Part 19
Undercom is back as well! Just catching up on unfinished stories... I almost forgot where I left off with this part. Anyway, Sofia finally get's her change at revenge for the pain Jet (NOT REAL JET... as in me Jet... of you get it) caused her.

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