Undertale Skeletons Novels & Stories

I asked them, staring them dead in the face. “Do you know who you’re even talking to?” An unknown voice came from the distance. It made me jump. “Dannika, how nice of you to join us.” Talia said, sarcastically. I turned my head, and saw a woman walking towards us. Dannika was tall, golden skinned, with green eyes and reddish brown hair. She was wearing a pair of black tights, and an olive green dressy tunic shirt. She had brown boots and brown leather fingerless gloves. “Declan, where’s my warm welcome, darling?” She turned to Declan, eyes wide and bright. “What do you want, Dannika?” Declan spat, inching closer to me. I rolled my eyes and stood up. “Why the hostility, my love?” She asked, p

How the hell did that happen? Having no time to process these sudden unexpected mind link powers, I ran and jumped as high as I could muster, at the nearest tree. Clinging onto a branch with all my strength I managed to climb up on it before the rogue beneath me attempted to pull me down. Seconds later the rogue was shot dead by someone in the bushes opposite. I screamed in panic but then out jumped Ben and Daniel in their wolf forms along with a few of the warriors. Ben's wolf was beautiful, thick black fur and and he was extremely strong. Taking down the remaining rogues easily in a matter of seconds. We were finally safe but Ben was furious to say the least. They quickly changed back to

The sword slashed thorough ghosts like they were made from flesh and blood. "How did you defeat them? That's not possible," the wizard was losing his self-esteem. His hand moved, again. "Maybe, they will be to your liking? Most of them were females that no longer serve a purpose, sorry, but they are a bit bonny." The skeletons appeared from the bricked-up passage. Albin moved to the left, his sword flashed in a bluish light. He moved his left hand, made an incantation. With a sweep of his sword, the skeletons went into a million pieces.

"We just want to be prepared. Know what we're in for." He sighs and runs a hand through his short dark hair. Then he seems to pull himself together and nods his head. " Well, first off, he's a legend for a reason. The worst of the worst. All he cares about is blood." "Blood?" I ask, confused. He nods. "All Thantos cares about is blood. His pack is solely made up of pureblooded, born, wolves." "Wait, I thought he took in all the wolves that bowed down to him twenty years ago. That must've included made wolves."

He’d fallen and rolled into a vast chamber full of skeletons. He turned, squinting, seeing that it was more than just a depositary of bones. Over and over there were skeletons. Huge skeletons. A majority of them were quite massive and bearing skulls more apish than those of men. Understanding that he stood in a weird graveyard, August figured there was some compliance between the locals and these stinking beasts. That didn’t mean much at the time, as he heard voices from down the way, ahead of him. Barely able to see in the grim light, he flattened against the wall of bones between him and the cave wall, wishing he could climb out, balance on the ledge and go back the way he came. August tho

With just a slight rose from the Maiden Sword, Keil destroyed two skeletons; and with this, the simple arrival of Keil had caused three losses to the enemy, lowering the number of these to 6 skeletons. While Nyos and Keil entered the melee combat, Ingrid kept a safe distance with Zark, both observed how Nyos dodged each attack of the skeletons and how their swords were simply repelled by Keil's armor. “Finish them,” Zark pronounced. That simple order from Zark was enough for Ingrid, she raised one of her hands from which a magic circle emerged and with the simple words of "[Turn Undead]" she released a flash of light which devastated all the skeletons in the area. leaving only dust where the

The darkness of the campus was oppressive, broken only by the dim flicker of emergency lights that cast long, ominous shadows. Luke moved with a purpose, his enhanced senses tuning into every sound, every movement. He started his search from the main campus building. He could hear the groans of the undead echoing faintly through the halls, their shuffling footsteps dragging against the cracked tile floors. The smell of decay hung in the air, sharp and putrid, making it hard to breathe.

They moved like ghosts toward the blighted plain. The air became thick and smelled sour. The ground was soft and full of dead things. The tower looked like a skeletal finger scratching the sky. They could see many figures moving at its base. Then they saw the bone yard. It was a wasteland of white bone. Great ribs stuck out of the earth like a ruined church. The dragon’s skeleton had been broken apart for pieces. In the center, a few large bones remained, including a massive leg bone and part of a skull. This was where Silas gathered his power.

He threw his head back and let out a hysterical laugh at the gray sky, tears and snot streaming down his face, laughing until it felt like his insides were being torn apart. He staggered back to the basement apartment like a soulless corpse

​With a desperate spring, Astrid threw herself across the narrowing gap, landing hard against Kaelen’s chest with an audible oof that knocked the remaining breath from his lungs. ​"Don't say a single word," Kaelen muttered, gritting his teeth. "I wasn't even going to." "Good." ​A concussive roar shook the chamber down to its bedrock, forcing everyone’s gaze upward. The ancient body had fully extricated itself from the tomb floor. It stood twice the height of a normal man, a towering, emaciated figure whose naked frame was webbed with fine fissures glowing with an eerie, pulsed silver luminescence. Shards of ancient stone still clung like armor to its legs, and its matted hair hung wet and he