Chapter 8...

...Ain't out yet!

Guess you could say...

You got...

UNDERTROLLED!

*Rimshot in distance*

Contrary to what I've been hinting, this is actually a one shot chapter that I wrote for my birthday! It's not fully canon to the story obviously, but is something I've been cooking up and playing around with for a while.

Sweet 16! I can get a Learner's now!

16... Dang, I'm getting old.

Anyways, there will be a Chapter 8. It's just in the works.

Now!

To make up for all the waiting...

Here we go with the Special Chapter!

|Let's hope it's decent|

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The two figures stared at each other from across the barren battlefield. Each radiated power, and they both knew their opponent's strength was gargantuan. However, if you were to look at them, you would be surprised to think they were strong.

One was a small figure, about as tall as a human child. He had donned a well-worn royal blue jacket with two pouches at the front; said pockets were currently occupied, as the hands of the figure had been placed in them. The figure had short pants that went down to their knees. They were pitch black, with a long white stripe on the ends of them, running down to the bottom. Most notably was that the figure was a skeleton. His face was round, with a permanent smile fixed on it. His eye sockets were void, save for the pinprick of light in them. He had a relaxed demeanour, but that was just for cover as his sharp eyes carefully studied his opponent.

Sans the Skeleton, the skeletal comedian of the Underground with a background as mysterious as himself and power to match. Across him faced his opponent.

The grey-skinned figure also did not boast much in terms of height, barely inching above the other. He was covered by a black cape which sat over a purple shirt with a strange symbol etched on it. It also contained a green and yellow collar that kept the cape in place. He wore black shorts and green slippers, contrary to Sans's pink ones. His head held a typical jester's hat, with a purple and black colour combination. His crazed smile contained sharp yellow teeth, and his eyes were black, occasionally illuminating yellow pinpricks of light.

Jevil, the Court Jester, trapped away for his strange games. He reversed his adversary's energy, jumping up and down. He seemed carefree, but he was eagerly watching his opponent, ready to match any moves that he made.

The most powerful beings of their own respectful universes faced off each other, ready to prove that they were superior. Off to the side, watched the spectators, seven in total; three humans and four monsters.

"This looks really dangerous guys! Can we please not do this?" Ralsei pleaded. Next to them, Asriel agreed, their expression matching. The two goat monsters were pacifists at heart, and were only here to accompany the others.

"No way! This look like it'll be an awesome battle! That jester deserves all the pain headed his way!" Susie denied the request, an excited fire in her eyes. On her shoulders, Lancer raised two thumbs in agreement, not really bothered with who won.

"The dinosaur's right. I, for one, can't wait to see that pathetic comedian be wiped on the floor!" Chara agreed, a creepy grin planted on their face.

The goat monsters turned to the humans in desperation. Kris and Frisk were both eating a bucket of popcorn chicken from KFC, and merely shrugged, curious for the result. Chara floated towards them, sitting next to Frisk with a leg of chicken and munched away noisily. The two goat monsters sighed in resignation, and proceeded to watch.

"So." Sans piped up. "What's your deal, picking a fight?" Jevil merely chuckled that laugh of his. Sans shrugged, then made a small movement.

"It's appropriate that you're a jester, because-" Sans rushed at his opponent, who summoned his Devilsknife for protection.

"You're a FOOL for trying to fight me."

Jevil laughed.

"UEE HEE HEE! A MARVELOUS CHAOS IS ABOUT TO ERUPT! LIGHTNER! CAN YOU FIGHT IT?"

"Lightner? You clown. I'm a skeleton! And I promise, I'll finish you off with my Special Attack!"

The two broke off from the clash. Sans summoned an armada of Gaster Blasters, then proceeded to jump on one. He raised his left hand in a finger gun, aiming at his foe. The Blasters started to charge up, the magic visible in their jaws. Jevil started at them with a creepy glare, yellow light visible in his eyes.

"Bang!"

The blasters fired, causing a blinding light of power to target the jester. The spectators averted their gaze for a second. Jevil flew, and went after Sans, dodging the beams gracefully. Sans looked shocked, and teleported to the ground before he was hit. He made a small noise of surprise.

"Not bad." The skeleton spoke. Jevil took advantage and swiped at Sans with his Devilsknife multiple times. With impressive agility, Sans flawlessly dodged the numerous slashes and send a flurry of bones at him. Once again, Jevil cut the bones up, not realizing that it was a diversion. Behind him, Sans materialized and shot a Gaster Blaster beam at his opponent's back. Jevil was launched a fair way, but slowed himself down by scraping the ground with Devilsknife. Sans appeared behind him, a large bone club in his left hand. Using Blue Magic to speed up the attack, he aimed at Jevil's back again. This time, the attack was stopped as the Devilsknife intervened with the club. The overwhelming power of the knife was activated with the contact, and cut cleanly through the club. Sans reacted fast, teleporting above the jester. Raising his left hand, Sans caused millions of bones to materialize above him, all sharp and pointed. With a flick of his hand , they moved, resembling a rain of death. Jevil laughed, and activated Multiple Chaos Bomb. Hearts, Clubs, Spades and Diamonds burst from them, and rushed up to meet with the bone armada. Sans, thinking fast, froze Jevil in place with Blue Magic from his right hand, then launched Orange Attacks at him. Jevil's crazed grin widened, and the light in his eyes intensified.

With a satisfying 'BOOM', the Orange Attacks met their targets, kicking up a dust storm. Sans's perma-smile increased slightly, as he finally found a weakness on his opponent. Just in time, as the fatigue from summoning that many bones was beginning to take its toil on him. He also had Flight of Blue active to keep him in the air, which also costed his magic power. Summoning an Agility Blaster, he released Flight of Blue, and prepared for an attack, numerous battle plans and strategies flying through his head.

While he may be an excellent battle tactician, what Sans didn't anticipate was that while that tactic would have worked on most of Sans's opponents, this one was very different, and had tricks still hiding in his sleeve. In the middle of the dust storm, the jester had disappeared. Instead, the Devilsknife had taken his place. Sans was startled, and quickly summoned a bone defence in preparation for an attack. The only ones that came were the Chaos Bombs, which had intercepted the bone army and were destroying each other.

"METAMORPHOSIS." Jevil, now in the form of the Devilsknife, started his assault, and went after the sea of bones. Sans tried Blue Magic, but it seemed immune to it. With nearly incomprehensible speed, the knife sliced and slashed hundred of thousands of bones, leaving none unbroken. The sharp-minded skeleton had formulated many scenarios and battle theories about his opponent, but this ability wasn't one of them. Jevil returned back to his true form, and with his signature laugh, sent a squadron of Devilsknives at Sans, coupled with spades and diamonds from the Chaos Bombs. The fatigue had disappeared from the skeleton, as his next move started to play. Staring straight at the sea of death, he spread both his hands towards the jester.

"Welp. Think that's long enough." Before the combination could inflict its heavy damage upon him, the skeleton unleashed his true power. A blazing yellow-and-blue light erupted from his left eye socket, and surrounding his hands with the same aura, launched a furious wave of power from them and completely incinerated the onslaught.

Now the same signs of fatigue appeared on Jevil, and he floated onto the ground, attempting to recover some energy. That hope was denied, as the ground and the sky erupted with huge bones from all direction. Jevil summoned his Devilsknife Quadria, manipulating them into a high speed defensive circle to destroy the danger. In a blink, Sans had appeared inside the blade tornado, and punched Jevil with a magic boosted fist. This time, Jevil had difficulty slowing himself down, as Sans refused to relent on his unyielding barrage. Jevil's HP was dropping, and while he couldn't be killed, he could be knocked out.

"Game Over!" Sans roared, as he trapped the defenceless Jevil in a blue-and-yellow aura. A ring of Gaster Blasters surrounded the small figure, and blasted powerful beams towards him. Jevil seemed mute and immobile, seemingly allowing the beam barrage to hit him. On the side, the spectators held their breath in anticipation for the result.

"CHAOS, CHAOS!"

A ray of blinding light illuminated from the jester, acting as a shield from the beams. Then one by one, the Blasters were destroyed. Sans activated the sharp vision of the Magic Focus, and saw the cause; a red Devilsknife had taken down his Blasters. and had turned towards him. Sans sidestepped it, and summoned a shining sword of bone. The beautiful blade gleamed as it sliced the Devilsknife in half. It then hovered next to its master. The light on the sword began to die down, and revealed its true form. It was a pure bone-white, with the insignia of the DeltaRune on both sides of it. Its hilt was a metallic blue, with a yellow gleam illuminating from it. The sword was roughly half of Sans height, and was extremely sharp. Sans gazed at it with pride, then turned to face the jester.

It wasn't one Jevil that Sans saw, but multiple. The signature laughter of Jevil filled the battlefield, making Sans take an uneasy step back on his blaster. The jester's crazed grin widened, and he faced his opponent. Sans shook off the unease, and regained his cool composure. The two began to fly, Jevil by himself Sans with an Agility Blaster. They faced off, the skies bracing itself for the clash.

"NOW THE REAL BATTLE-"

"Finally begins!"

And the battlefield erupted from the power of the titans.

Thousands of Devilsknives filled the skies, all blazing towards Sans. In response, he grabbed his sword, and a furious magical aura exploded from it, one very similar to his Magic Focus eye. Sans then moulded it then covered Sans in a protective armour, one resembling the Royal Guards. The knifes disintegrated upon impact, scattered across the arena as ash. Jevil charged towards Sans with a blazing red Devilsknife at an incredible speed along with an orbit of Devilsknives. Sans reacted swiftly, countering the blow easily. The orbit of knives expanded away.

"Like the sword? I call it Collagen Carnage, and it's about to do just that!" Channelling his immense power, Sans broke off from the attack and cut the jester clean in half. A victorious smile covered Sans's face, as the halves of his opponent fell to the ground.

"UEE HEE HEE!" The jester cackled, before disappearing. The trap sprung, as the orbiting Devilsknives revealed themselves to be Jevil and his doppelgangers. High speed shapes rained towards Sans, who barely surrounded himself with his protective magical aura in time.

"Gah. Dammit, now what?!" Sans thought quickly, searching for an answer. The problem with this aura was that it took a lot of magic to use, and it was difficult to activate other magic, let alone teleportation. Then an idea formed. Sans expanded the protective barrier in a wider radius, then moved to the edge of it. In the span of a second, he released all the magic, including the blaster. As he predicted, the shape barrage accumulated in the same area that Sans had been earlier. Falling, Sans flung five huge bones at the enemies, then then teleported away. Jevil charged up his Devilsknife, and thrust a power light beam at the bones, splitting them all in half.

The trapper had become the trapped as the bones were filled with Gaster Blasters, all fully charged and aimed at Jevil. About a quarter of the Gaster Blasters were destroyed from Jevil's Light Beam Slash, but the remaining ones were more than enough to put the jester out of commission. Jevil was surprised. This opponent was even stronger and smarter than The Fun Gang! It had been a while since he had a battle this fun. Before the Gaster Blasters could rain a light show of death upon Jevil, he unleased his final attack. Countless Devilsknifes intercepted the beams, destroying all the danger until only the controllers of the battle were left. Sans was exhausted from using so much magic. Jevil was the same, phasing in and out at times.

"WELL WELL WELL!!! A STRONGER OPPONENT I HAVE NEVER FOUGHT! BUT ALAS, WE ARE BOTH WEAK, SO WE CANNOT KEEP DANCING WITH THE GAME." Jevil shrilled, his voice penetrating the silence.

"You've got a point there, pal." Sans agreed, secretly preparing for one last attack. Jevil was doing the same, ready to become the victor of their little game.

"NOW IT IS TIME! FACE MY FINAL CHAOS!"

"It's the Final Countdown!"

The iconic music played from somewhere. The previously high energy was given steroids as the spectators, with exceptions, cheered on. It boosted the morale of the two fighters as well, their exhaustion momentarily disappearing.

Jevil transformed into a huge Devilsknife, one dwarfing his previous form. Surrounding him, countless Devilsknifes blotted out the sky. In retaliation, Sans snapped both his fingers. The ground exploded with a sea of glowing bones. Sans lowered his hand, ready to launch his attack. For a moment, everything was frozen.

No breath was taken.

No sound was made.

No thoughts were processed.

No chicken was eaten.

Time itself had paralysed everyone, knowing the anticipation that existed.

Then the chaos blossomed.

The knifes met the bones, both destroying each other. Activating Flight of Blue, Sans charged through the clashing of the army, magic armour protecting him from harm. His sword gleamed a brilliant colour, as if its magic was overflowing from within. The giant Devilsknife tore through all, showing no mercy in the slightest. It was covered in its own energy, denying harm entry.

Closer and closer, the two approached, the attacks becoming even fiercer. Bones were dissolved and scythes were destroyed as the two major powers approached at an incredible speed. The air itself began to sonic boom from the pure power of the two.

"You're definitely insanely strong!" Sans yelled. "But I know..."

"That I'm Stronger Than You!"

The blades clashed with an almighty 'KASHING'. A blinding light illuminated from the clash. The force of the blow sent a shockwave that obliviated the other attacks. The spectators were sent flying, with the two goat monsters yelling "WE TOLD YOU SO!".

In the air, the two fighters gazed at each other. Jevil fell unconscious, plummeting to the ground. Sans was barely batter off, summoning a small Blaster in time. He tried to grab Jevil with his Blue Magic, but the best he could do was slow his descent. Jevil smashed onto the ground, not very badly harmed. The force did however wake him up, and he slowly staggered to his feet.

"Man," Sans thought. "This guy's a beast."

Sans jumped lightly onto the ground, trying to look calm. He was severely exhausted, but he tried not to show it. Jevil didn't even bother.

"Well, that was pretty good. You're definitely a really tough opponent. But I did say I would finish you off with my special attack. Sorry." Jevil merely inhaled and exhaled deeply.

"T-THIS BODY C-CANNOT B-BE KILLED." Jevil whispered, unable to speak any louder. Sans took no notice.

"Ready? Well, here goes nothing."

Jevil braced himself for an attack, then felt nothing. Confused, he stared at the skeleton, who had taken a seat on an upturned part of the ground.

"See? Told you it was nothing." Sans spoke, winking. "Anyways, I'm feeling pretty lazy at the moment. Want to round up the kids and go grab lunch?" He asked, extending a hand in MERCY. Jevil tilted his head for a moment, then cackled softly, malice gone from his voice. He gladly accepted the hand, and was pulled up to his feet.

"LUNCH, HM? WHERE SHALL WE GO?"

"Ever heard of Grillby's?"

And the two fighters walked off the battlefield together.

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Well.

That was longer than expected.

Hopefully, you guys enjoyed that special birthday chapter! I promise, I'll get back to work as soon as school ends! Then I can stop hiding behind filler chapters.

|Are you going to let me out anytime soon?|

Nope.

See you guys later, and thanks again for the support!

-Tyminator_1409