Alrighty, so this is another story.

Well, more a collection of shorts. Nothing special. It won't be updated regularly, just when I type up something extra. Like this, for example.

This is a trailer for the DoubleScramble Genocide Run that I made during the summer when I was really bored and really hyped for it. And I'm still really hyped for it.

Obviously, this will contain a few spoilers. If you aren't okay with that, don't read it. It shouldn't be anything major, nothing that you probably didn't already see coming.

Disclaimer: I do not own Undertale. I do, however, own DoubleTale.


"So we're back again." Gaster rested his chin in his hand.

"How many runs is this now?" Cter asked, sitting at the other end of the bar counter.

"I've lost track." Gaster closed his tired eye sockets for a moment.

"This is bad... They're getting bored." Cter's fingers clicked nervously on the counter.

"Frisk is a nice kid, Cter. They would never-"

"They would. Everyone would." Cter's eyes narrowed as he stared down at the counter.

"Don't say that." Gaster said more to himself.

"I can see it, Dadster. I see it in their eyes. They don't react much, and when they do, it's forced. They've been doing small things differently, saying different things, trying different things, but... It won't be enough. They'll do it, Gaster. They'll ki-"

Gaster slammed his hands down on the counter, interrupting Cter as he looked down, shadows covering his eyes.

"That's. Enough." Gaster said through gritted teeth.


"Cter." They grabbed him by the shoulder, and he stopped.

"You've been acting strange lately." They said. "If something is wrong, you have to tell me."

"..." Cter grit his teeth, yanking his shoulder free and startling them.

"I'm. Fine." He said through gritted teeth, taking a deep breath.

"You won't remember anyway..." He muttered, walking up the stairs as Chara watched with worry.


Cter sat across from Frisk, who stared blankly, waiting for him to speak. They were at the restaurant in NTT Resort.

Cter took another minute, resting his chin in his hand and clicking his finger nails on the table.

"... Kid, I have a question for you." They looked somewhat surprised by his change in dialogue.

"If you... If you had some great power. One that could let you live forever... One that let you relive your best moments... Would you use it?" Cter glanced up at Frisk, eyes dead and sunk in.

"... Yes." They said after a long pause.

"... Heh. I thought you might say that." Cter smiled sadly, closing his eyes for a moment.

"So let me ask a follow up question." Cter looked back to Frisk. "If you knew that power was hurting someone. Maybe a friend..." He glanced to the side.

"If someone who might have been a good friend at some point... If they remembered too. What if they just wanted this to be over? Would you stop what you were doing on their behalf? Or would you put yourself above them?" Cter stared through Frisk as he awaited an answer.

"... Hm." Frisk looked to the side, as if they were really thinking. "For a friend? Yes, of course I would!" Wow, what a fake f#cking smile.

"I would never let someone suffer like that." And Cter thought he was the only one who could lie through his teeth like that.

"... Heheheh..." Cter shook his head, beginning to laugh. Hard. "Hahahahaha!"

"Alright, alright." He looked back to Frisk. "Just one more question."

"Shoot." Frisk said, sitting up straight and ready.

"From the moment you were born..." Cter's hair covered his eyes, and a red glow could be seen in the left side of the shadow, piercing through Frisk.

"Has there ever been a point were you've actually told the truth?"


Cter's eyes snapped open.

That old house back in Snowdin.

He looked out the window, sighing as he spotted light snow fall.

"Here we go again." He muttered.


"Uh... Hello?" Cter knocked against the large door.

It clunked slightly, as if loose.

"I said... Hello?" He asked a little more urgently.

"I..." Cter grabbed the handle of the door, pulling it open slightly.

"I'm coming in!"

Cter threw the door open and stepped into the darkness, the light of the world behind him providing light.

His eyes widened in horror, staring down at the pile of dust there.

"Oh... Oh no..." He put a hand over his mouth, tears building in the corner of his eyes.

"Frisk, what have you done?"


"Heya." He stood, Frisk stopping as he stood at the bridge.

"So, it seems like we couldn't stop ya. Oh well." Cter shrugged.

"But uh, some friendly advice for your path ahead."

Cter closed his eyes.

"If you keep going down the path you're going,"

Cter's eyes snapped open, and he stared right through Frisk.

"You're gonna have have a Bad Time."


"Human."

Frisk stopped in the blizzard, staring at the other human across from them.

"No, that's not right. Frisk, was it?" Chara asked with a certain care in their tone.

"I have a few things to say to you."


"They're gonna be fine damn it!" Cter told himself, eyes narrowing as he ran, heart pounding, tears building in the corners of his eyes.

He stopped, eyes wide.

Snow painted red.

A lifeless corpse lying in the cold.

Cter fell to his knees before it, eyes wide and mouth open in horror.

He could feel his heart rate increasing, his brain moving a mile a minute to try to make sense of this. Tears had begun streaming down his face.

He felt himself draw air into his lungs, and heard himself yell at the top of his lungs in horror, unsure of what else to do.


Gaster sat at one of his bar stools, fingers clicking nervously on the counter as he waited impatiently.

He looked up hopefully as the door opened, before his eyes widened in horror.

Cter tried to sniff back his tears, still holding the dead body.

"G-... Gaster...?" Cter sound like a scared child for the first time in a long time.

"O-oh... Oh god..!" Gaster quickly rushed forward, pulling Cter into a hug immediately.

Cter set the body down slowly as Gaster held him.

Cter then returned the hug, crying into Gaster's shoulder, Gaster holding him close.


"H-how did this happen..? Was it... That human..?" Monster Kid's entire body seemed to tense.

"Yep." Cter said, looking up at the shining ceiling.

"I'm gonna... I'm gonna tear them apart for this!" Streams of fire burned up from the corners of Monster Kid's mouth as he grit his teeth.

"I wouldn't recommend it." Cter said, keeping his eyes on the sky.

"What?! Are you serious?! Aren't you mad?!" Monster Kid snapped, looking to Cter.

"Wha- no, what? Are you being serious right now?!"

Cter frowned lightly, hair covering his eyes as his hands clenched into the dirt, his teeth gritting for a moment.

"No. I'm fine." Cter said blankly, making Monster Kid's eyes narrow.

"Look, being angry and jumping into a fight with this kid isn't gonna stop them. It's just gonna get you killed." Cter said, expression going back to that icy calm.

"... What happened to you man?" Monster Kid said, eyes narrowing.

"Awhile back, you woulda tore this kid's arms off for killing your friends!" Monster Kid exclaimed.

"Friend? C'mon Monster Kid, they weren't my friend." Cter said emotionlessly, and Monster Kid's eyes widened in shock.

"I was just keeping an eye on them. Nothing more and nothing less."

Monster Kid's teeth grit, and he snarled, spinning and smashing his tail into the ledge Cter was on, knocking him down and catching him with his tail by the collar of his shirt.

"Don't you ever say that again." Monster Kid said through gritting teeth, Cter's hair covering his eyes as he hung there limp, expression still cold and unfeeling.


He pulled his phone from his pocket just as it went off, bringing it up to his ear.

"Cter! Are you alright? Why aren't you in the evacuation zone?!"

"Relax, Gaster." He had stopped playfully calling him Dadster.

"I'm just... Taking a little detour."

"Cter, I don't know what you're planning, but please, do not endanger yourself! We've lost enough. I... I have lost enough."

Cter's hand shook as he held the phone.

"Gaster, I'm just watching is all. still gotta keep up with my job, doesn't matter if there's a homicidal maniac on the loose. I'm a sentry, after all. I have to keep watch."

"... Cter, watching them do what they're doing will mess you up. You know that. Please, let's just-"

"Just hide and hope nothing bad happens?!" Cter cut him off, gritting his teeth.

"Sure. Me, you, and Chara can all just hide and wait." Cter stood, and he heard Gaster gasp slightly at his wording.

"Oh, wait."

Cter hung up, putting the phone away.


"MOVE!" Monster Kid pushed past Toriel, shoving her back and blocking the slash with his own body, Toriel watching in horror, tears building in the corners of her eyes.

"M-... Monster Kid, you're..." Toriel said, eyes wide as tears began to roll down her cheeks from them.

"Next time, listen when I tell ya to run, okay? Like... Right now, for instance?" Monster Kid still stood tall, blocking Frisk from Toriel.

"But, you're hurt! You can't possibly-!"

"Hurt?! HAH! Yeah right! Like this little punk could kill me." Monster Kid ignored the pain coursing through his body, blood running from his mouth down his chin.

"Now go. Run, and don't you dare look back." Monster Kid said, staring down at the grinning human before coughing blood through the air.

"..." Toriel nodded begrudgingly, turning around and running, eyes clenching shut for a moment as she tried to blink away tears.

She ran right by Cter, who had a blank, lifeless expression, walking by her without a word, Toriel also not saying a word.

Cter simply pulled up his bottle of Cough Syrup, drinking from it as he stared ahead at the glowing light coming from the bridge, expression blank.


"He just... Sits there." Mettaton said, gnawing on his thumb nail as he watched Cter sit before the screen, watching the replay of a certain documented death just outside of Snowdin town.

"Watching them die over and over again? What kinda freaky..." Napstabot trailed off, eyes narrowing as he stared at the back of Cter's head, the room pitch black aside from the light of that screen, which illuminated the front of Cter's body.

He calmly drank from that cough syrup once more, watching a red flash on the screen.

He mouthed the words that they said as they said them, eyes as dead as ever.


"... Because even I have people that I want to protect." Napstabot EX said, looking to the side before back to Frisk, eyes narrowing as he reached up and turned the dial on his chest, a flash over taking the room.

"Now, as Mettaton would say..." The shadowed Napstabot's hands clenched into fists.

"SHOWTIME!"


The second verse of God's Gonna Cut You Down by Johny Cash played in the background.

You can run on for a long time...

Footsteps echoed down the grey hallway.

Run on for a long time.

He dropped golden flowers on a grave, sighing and looking up at the ceiling.

Run on for a long time.

He gulped down mouthful after mouthful of Cough Syrup as he walked, one hand in his pocket.

Sooner or later God'll cut you down.

Dust and blood dripped from their knife as they walked through what was once their home.

Sooner or later God'll cut you down.

They stared in the mirror, seeing a skeleton of their former self.

Well you may throw your rock and hide your hand.

He leaned down at that bridge in waterfall, dipping two fingers in dust and making two lines under his left eye.

Workin' in the dark against your fellow man.

*one left to contend.

Read the text box of the Judgement Hall Save Point.

But as sure as God made black and white,

They walked through the shadows towards the light he stood in.

What's done in the dark will be brought to the light.

He grinned with his greeting as if nothing was wrong. They glared darkly.

You can run on for a long time.

Run on for a long time.

Run on for a long time.

He closed his eyes in thought with his question.

Sooner or later God'll cut you down.

They grinned, stepping forward and holding their knife out to the side.

Sooner or later God'll cut you down.

His laughter started light, but eventually he was throwing his head back in hysterics.

Go tell that long tongued liar.

"Do you wanna have a bad time?"

Go and tell that midnight rider.

"This world... It will live on..!"

Tell the rambler,

"Y-you must... R-really hate me, huh..?"

The gambler,

"Y-you... You can still do better..! I... I know it..."

The back biter.

"G-guh... I guess you don't wanna buy my mixtape, huh..?"

Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down.

He gripped the shirt he'd borrowed, hair covering his eyes.

Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down.

He let go of the shirt, grin resuming as he opened his arms wide, offering the first move.

Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down.

They shot forward, pulling back that knife.

His grin widened from ear to ear, his eyes widening and red burning in his left.

For a moment, it seemed a man of fire stood behind him.

DoubleScramble

Genocide

"One defense? HA!" Frisk laughed, shaking their head. "Ooh, I'm so scared." They said in a mocking tone, grinning wickedly.

"You're nothing more than the punchline to a stupid joke, Cter. Face it." Their eyes narrowed, grin widening from ear to ear.

"Punchline? I don't punch, silly." Cter had that joking grin on as he glanced to the side.

"But if you're looking for a stupid joke..." He closed his right eye, a red light illuminating his shadowed face.

"How's this?"

Crash.

Stab.

Smash.

Boom.

Frisk lay limp on the ground in front of Cter, pen sticking out of their back as blood pooled below them.

Cter grinned wickedly as he leaned over them.

"Funny, right?" Being on the verge of death, Frisk had no way of responding.

"No?" Cter glanced to the side, still grinning wide.

"Tough crowd."

Shatter.

Flash.

*you feel like you're gonna have a Bad Time.


Oooh sh!t.

As I've said, this is just a collection of not-connecting shorts. Maybe at some point I'll do a short story here. *CoughDoubleScrambleEdgeEditionCough Cough*

I'm not sure how often I'll put something here, but I only started the story now because I know I haven't updated DoubleScramble in awhile, so why not give you a little peak into the future?

Heheheh...

We're gonna have lots of fun, aren't we?

"Please don't take my sunshine away..."

I only wish I could type in wingdings here, then I'd leave you a very important hint. Ah well.

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