Zalgo forgot to remove Tondra from having access to the top floors of the elevator.

Tondra would have to thank Hewey for managing to create this major of a distraction for her to sneak past. Zalgo was focused solely on the machine and him, because of how much ruckus Hewey was creating, so Tondra was able to fly under the radar of the demon lord.

However, this didn't come free. Tondra still had to twist and weave herself through lie after lie, and she had to make sure to avoid demons that's already seen her, but she was able to get to the floor where her family was caged within.

The runes were easy to destroy, as she could enter the room and destroy them from inside. They weren't as complex and powerful as the one's likely guarding Sans, so these was easier to destroy. It helped that Tondra was part demon, or she wouldn't have been able to destroy the runes.

The question was just what to do after they were broken out.

It was easy for Tondra to move around, she blended in. They did not. Especially Splendor, who dragged her into a hug the moment he saw her and burst out crying from how happy he was. SeedEater was a massive hulk of fur, and though he could give a few punches, the demons had guns. It was the same for Smile Dog, he wouldn't be able to blend in and he would probably be shot on sight.

However, there was a certain... plant that could surely hide.

The plan was developed from there. Tondra and Flowey would stick together and go look for Hewey, and the others would stay in the room. If Tondra an Flowey didn't come back in a hour, then they would leave and go search while in case something happened.

Tondra was never really sure how to consider Flowey. An unrelated Uncle, like Jeff? Flowey didn't really take care of them too much, but she could remember him using his vines to sometimes help carry the kids and even play games with them. He wasn't very good with dealing with emotions, or with them in general, but he at least tried to help them out in life. All it really amounted to when they were sad was that he would grab ice cream and awkwardly slide it towards them before he disappeared into the ground faster then Bean disappeared when Sans yelled her full name.

Flowey was sort of that one uncle who has no idea how to deal with kids, so they resort to presents and typical stuff to give to show their care. Hey, Tondra wouldn't complain, that pun book he had found her was pun-derful.

The yellow flower had situated himself within her hood, hiding below the layers as the teenage girl walked. She would have brought the wheelchair for Hewey, she wanted to, but it would be hard to explain to the other demons why she was wheeling around Hewey's empty wheelchair.

"That's the girl!"

Well, it didn't seem to matter very much, anyway.

The demon she had tricked had bumped into her on one floor, and this floor happened to be the common area filled with the offices the demons worked inside of. Which happened to mean that there was a good number of demons on shift when she was there. That's fantastic.

"It was my twin sister... Veronica! Yeah, Vernni looks just like me and she borrowed my clothes, so she must have been the one to lie to you!" Tondra tried to say, backing away from the demons as they started to surround her. "I swear it's- oh f*ck this, you guys won't believe it."

If she's getting caught, she's going to get captured screaming and biting. Like Bean when she doesn't eat candy within five minutes.

Man, she's making a lot of Bean comparisons today. Maybe because Bean was nearby, somehow?

Tondra pulled out the guns at her sides, holding them up in defense. There was around twenty, maybe thirty? She could probably take out around five, ten if she managed to get some rune magic done.

"Hey, Flowey, let's get to the stem of our problems and put our tulips together to come up with a plan," Tondra said, turning off the safety on the guns.

"You're just as bad as your Dad," Flowey complained, vines slowly starting to slip from her hood behind her head.

"Thank you, that's the highest honor a pun maker can achieve."

The demons had their guns out, narrowed, slitted eyes staring back at her own demon eyes. They had better guns, and they had a number advantage over her.

"You guys can't kill me, Zalgo's orders, remember?" Tondra taunted, "I'm already dead, if you kill me my soul will break for good and Zalgo would kick your a*ses."

"We have runes to prevent that," Another demon spoke confidently, "Little girl."

"Eh, whatever. If you guys manage to catch me I'll just bite you and say puns until you kill yourselves. Or, I'll kill all of you and walk out of here. Either way-" She tilted her guns with confidence. "-I'll win."

Yeah, that was a load of bull. But that's what Tondra was about. She and Cole were confident in their abilities, no matter how many odds were against them. F*ck it, they were CreepyPasta, they always knew how to deal with the world hating them with the cards stacked against their favor. Why would hell be any different?

"GET DOWN!"

Tondra slammed herself down against the floor at the sound of her brothers voice, the sudden sound multiple guns going off sounding from around her. The girl wasted no time in twisting the guns upwards before she added more bullets to the air, watching them sink into the demon flesh before they dropped like flies. Flowey had shot out his vines from the ground and twisted around as many ankles as he could before slamming them together, inflicting more chaos and damage to the already crazy surprise.

Once the bullets were done, the demons were all on the floor, bullet holes decorating their skin as blood did the floor. Half of them had managed to turn around and try to fight the gunfire from behind, but Tondra and Flowey had helped distract them.

"Oh, it's just Tondra. I was hoping it'd be, I dunno, anyone else."

Hewey was sitting in an office wheely chair, an automatic machine gun resting on his lap with smoke bellowing from the barrel. He looked a bit worse for wear than usual, sweat clinging his sticky clothes to his body, old and fresh blood alike splattered across his body. A large cut slid up the side of his upper arm, starting at his shoulder and ending just before his elbow. There was a girl standing next to him with another gun, but Tondra didn't recognize who she was.

"Hewey the Hew-bro, how you doing?" Tondra asked, peeling herself from the ground. "Guess who died?"

"I saw your file, I know you died from a f*cking allergic reaction," Hewey sighed, rubbing the upper part of his nose. "How did you even...?"

"I ate a stomach, and the person who it belonged to had eaten shellfish," Tondra mumbled, "I died when I got to the emergency room."

"Dad told you to never eat stomachs without checking them," Hewey said, "But of all things to die of, seriously?"

"I died from flowers, so," The girl next to him said.

"Well, that was a suicide. Tondra's just an idiot so she-"

"Chara?"

Flowey seemed hesitant as he slipped out of her hoodie, looking up at Chara with nervous eyes. Chara? This was the first human? The person Flowey was originally friends with?

"Hi, again..." Chara said quietly, looking to the side with nervous red eyes.

The two stayed silent for a moment, looking at one another nervously.

"Oh, for f*cks- get over there!"

Hewey suddenly shoved Chara forward, the girl stumbling a few moments before coming to a standstill. Tondra did the same thing, flicking Flowey forward.

They did the rest.

Chara dropped her gun to the floor before she walked forward, Flowey moving his vines so they could meet in the middle. Once they did, they quickly embraced in a hug, both muttering out apologies for not talking sooner.

"It's like a Disney film," Tondra said.

"With a few dead bodies. So yeah, Disney film," Hewey added.

Until the door burst open.

The sound felt more louder than the gunfire that took place moments ago. Tondra barely had time to turn before she noticed the gun within the demons hands, being pointed-

Not at her.

Not at Hewey.

But at Chara and Flowey.

"Wait-!" Hewey shouted, lifting up his gun with a panicked expression.

"Flowey!" Char screamed, twisting her body around to block him.

And a bullet impacted her back.

~~~~~~

Chara was somewhere dark.

She was falling.

Blood seeped from her mouth, her back burned with the bullet as the flowers once did her stomach. She did it, she did something good. Her original plan from all of those years ago had finally happened. Chara saved Asriel. A good deed. 

Determination sparkled through her soul and red eyes, the first human child of the underground reaching out in the darkness as she felt her soul start to split apart. She was dying.

Then...

She could see it.

From so long ago, the same yellow sparkle that had taken ahold of her life. The very thing that had ruined it before, that had ruined Flowey's life, the sparkle.

The sparkle of determination.

Chara reached out, more blood dribbling from her mouth. She could feel a burning on her back, but it was different. Something was growing.

And so, she touched the glow, and she could see the flutter of white feathers spread out from behind her as she continued to fall in the darkness.

The angel. The angel from the prophecy. The savior of the monsters, the angel who's decisions would result in freeing them or end up killing them all. It was never Frisk.

It was her.

The true angel of the underground has just been reborn.

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Heck yeah, stories all caught up now.

I've always thought it would be a little cool idea to where Frisk wasn't actually the angel of the underground from the prophecy about the human making the underground empty, it was always Chara and their sacrifice that caused their death that ended up releasing monsters. If she didn't do that, then Asgore and Toriel would have never collected the souls and monsters would have never been freed and would have died underground without ever reaching the surface. I've always liked thinking about that, so here it is. Frisk was never the angel of the underground, it was always Chara.

Yeah, Frisk was never a great person. Why would they be the angel?