Undertale True Lab Novels & Stories

"Get out of my way, Tanya. Sit there, keep your mouth shut, and watch how it's actually done." Before Tanya could even process the humiliation, Elena took complete command of the lab. Her fingers moved with fluid, mathematical precision. She pulled fresh glass vials from her canvas satchel, completely ignoring the wind. She measured out four parts of the chilled Moonlit Orchid extract and introduced exactly one part of raw sulfur, using the freezing mountain rain on the outside of the glass to trigger a rapid, sub-zero stabilization.

I looked up. "Tyla," I said. It wasn't a question. "The mark she carried was constructed," Elder Crest confirmed. "Applied through dark craft. A witch's work. Designed to mimic a true fated bond closely enough to pass basic inspection." He paused. "She was never your fated mate, Alpha Zane. The ceremony did not fail last night. It succeeded. It simply revealed the truth that had been buried beneath a lie." I stood very still. Three months. Tyla had known for at least three months that she was not my fated mate and she had walked into that ceremony last night wearing a forged mark and an expression of absolute certainty.

The Labyrinth Entry The entrance gaped like a beast’s throat—twenty metres wide, as tall, a stone arch flayed by floodlights so that deep carvings cast jagged shadows. Labrys marks—double axes—glimmered where water ran down grooves older than empires. Cables snaked along the ground, feeding rows of lamps that pushed the dark only so far. The air tasted of oil, hot metal, and men who worked too long. Stephanos slipped inside, keeping low, a mouse that knew the hawks by name.

I say in a quite stonelike manner. Leah's pupils dilated a bit after processing my words. "Well where can I find her?" Snapped out of the frozen position she typed away furiously at the computer located in front of her. Finally looking up she said, "She is in a room located on the east wing, on the fourth level, room number 3254." The walk there tooked quite some time. All these people scurrying around to their own destination made the journey to room 3254 quite the battle to get through the halls.

My beta persuaded me through the mindlink. “You can't hurt the true Luna!. I have the Luna mark on me!!”. Her words halted my steps abruptly,I never checked if Arla had a True Luna's mark. If she has it then she wasn't lieing,but the lines I'm smelling was what kept my curiosity level too high. “Arla?. You have the true mark?”. I asked wig my hands balled into a fist. Elvis scampered to his feet, coughing and sneezing profusely.

I frowned as I looked past him at the door that blocked me from getting to Stormie. “While in surgery, I noticed an area that looked faded. I had one of the nurses check and found out it was a temporary tattoo placed magically. At first, I thought that maybe she was pretending to have a Mark, but when I tested her blood. I discovered that she had traces of werewolf blood in her, but they were slowly disappearing like magic. That typically occurs when our kind has a Mark removed.” Clenching my fists at my side, everything slowly started to make sense. I hoped that Misty and her parents slipped up so I could make them pay for everything. For now, I need to be careful.