Hey there everyone. Sorry updating has been taking so long. I've been busy with everything else in my life. Anyway, I finally got this chapter finished. Hopefully you'll enjoy it as much as I do.
"Alright! Time to get this show on the road." Alphys sat off to one side, claws cenched in anticipation. Frisk and Asriel sat drawing to one side of her, yet Frisk was looking at her more than his paper. Papyrus was watching his brother and Undyne with rapt attention, and Alphys wondered if his attention was excited or worried.
"Uh…ya do realize that I could beat you normally right?" Sans asked, hands in the pockets of his jacket. Undyne scowled at him, pointing the tip of her spear his way.
"Watch yourself punk," she hissed, "Or else I really will beat the crap out of you. Now just do your little magic thingy and turn into that giant beast already." Alphys frowned at the twinge of regret that passed through Sans. It was small and barely noticeable, but it was there.
"Maybe we shouldn't do this," the skeleton said.
"Just shut up and turn." Sans shrugged, shutting his eyes gently. Blue aura blazed around him, engulfing him in flames. Bones cracked and shifted until Sans' energy calmed, his shift complete. He shook his head and blinked, tail whipping behind him. "Let's do this then. If you've gotta turn back then fine but otherwise we fight until we keel over ya hear me?!" Sans looked around, as if not entirely hearing her. She huffed, throwing her spear. It smacked against his skull, just above his eye, and he whipped back towards her with a roar. "Now we're talking." She summoned several spears, her original returning to her hand. "Time to see what you can do." Sans growled lowly, crouching like a feral animal. She fired of her spears, each one bouncing harmlessly off the skeleton. Then he roared, bounding forward.
"Undyne!" Alphys called. The warrior dodged his swipe easily enough, and the smaller monster forced herself to calm. Undyne could handle herself. Always had.
"Not quick enough," she mocked. He snarled, opening his maw. Energy collected and then fired, surging towards her. Undyne moved, narrowly avoiding the blow. Sans fired again, clipping her arm and shoulder. She stumbled back, armor warped and destroyed. "Well shit." She cracked the metal, trying to free her arm from the armor. "That was a good shot but uh…try to tone it down next time." Sans roared, charging another blast. Undyne stumbled back a bit. "Hey! Take it easy!" Her soul blinked into existence, flickering to a deep blue before being yanked out of the way of the oncoming blast.
"I GOTCHA UNDYNE!" Papyrus said and the warrior sighed.
"Thanks Pap," she said as he set her down. Sans turned to them, eyes blazing angrily. "Guess I pissed him off huh." Frisk slipped past her, jogging over to him. Sans swiped and Frisk hopped over the attack neatly. He patted Sans' snout, and the skeleton calmed. Blazing blue eyes reverted to white pupils, a low rumbled emanating from Sans' throat as he looked away abashed.
"It's not his stamina that needs training," Frisk said, running a hand over the skeleton's skull, "It's his self-control."
"I s-suppose it makes sense," Alphys said, wandering over, "Determination d-does do strange t-things to the m-mind." Sans gave a low purring noise in response.
"Guess we'll have to change up the training a bit then," Undyne commented with a frown, "You've got the strength, but that means nothing if you're going to act like a wild animal." Sans looked away, huffing. "Alright then. Let's get going."
Crimson eyes glared at the group assembled. 'No one can stand in my way now. This has to end. Now.' He shut his eyes, waiting as the change overtook him.
Sans' head snapped up, a feral snarl emanating from his lips. Red aura burst to life within the trees, Genocide Sans, pushing his way through them. Sans roared, blue aura blazing to life. "This is the last time we fight," Genocide Sans hissed, "You and me. One last fight with one victor." Sans tail lashed behind him, maw opening as energy built within. His double gave a half grin. "That's more like it."
"Move it!" Undyne shouted, scooping up Asriel and Frisk. The raced away as Sans fired, blast tearing up the ground before hitting Genocide Sans head on. The other skeleton snarled, bounding on top of the smaller skeleton with a roar. Claws flashed, scraping across the double's face. Bone cracked, red fluid spewing out. Genocide Sans screeched, baring his fangs. He pinned the smaller skeleton down, slamming his weight against Sans' ribcage.
"I will end you," he hissed. Sans growled, bending to sink his fangs into Genocide Sans' front leg. Liquid determination spewed free, and blue eyes met red.
"I…don't…think…so…," he ground out. The pair rolled over, Sans charging up a blast. Genocide Sans chuckled, determination unstabilizing him.
"Well…guess you're top skeleton this time," he said. Sans fired, the bluish-white energy engulfing both of them. When it faded both skeletons were back to normal. Genocide Sans was lying still, eyes closed and bones melting in some places. Sans sat beside him, panting lightly. His soul was buzzing with energy, red portions of his soul blazing like molten metal.
"Is it over?" Asriel asked.
"I think so kid," Sans said, standing shakily, "Let's get you home alright?"
"Oh dear…how pathetic." Genocide Sans forced his eyes open, blinking blearily in the half light. "Seems you've failed me…my little specimen."
"I only worked with you because we had a common goal," he choked out, "but ya know…I'm not so sure anymore." He looked up, catching the other's eye. "Dr. Gaster." Gaster grinned, expression nearly crazed.
"Not sure? That creature destroyed everything you held dear Sans, and you want to spare it?"
"Things are different here," Genocide Sans replied. Gaster knelt beside him, laying a hand on his ribcage. Before either of them could react Gaster thrust his hand past the bone, fingers squeezing around the other's soul. Genocide Sans gasped, eyes widening as Gaster drew back. Genocide Sans' soul pulsed in Gaster's hand, and the man smirked.
"You were so useful to me once," he said sweetly, toying with the soul in his hand, "but oh how you've changed. You've grown volatile. Like a dog snapping at its master."
"I knew trusting you was a bad idea," Genocide Sans replied, "Trust wasn't something you ever earned." Gaster looked down at him before standing fully.
"Trust? I never needed something like that from you. You were my creation, forged of my own flesh. No…I never wanted your trust. I wanted loyalty. A puppet who would eagerly follow my orders without question. But I see I've failed with you in that timeline. Time to wipe the slate clean and start again." Genocide Sans was quiet, watching him blankly. After a moment he spoke.
"What're you gonna do?" he asked.
"I created you," Gaster replied, "so I can end you without pause." Genocide Sans chuckled, shaking his head slightly.
"Nah I got that," he said, "I meant what're you gonna do with the kid?"
"Ah. That. I thought it would have been obvious." Gaster squeezed his fist, Genocide Sans' soul fighting to escape his grip. Eventually the energy from it faltered and began to fade. Genocide Sans coughed once, eyes shutting as his body disintegrated into white powder. A gust of wind blew, blowing the dust away. Gaster smiled, opening his palm to let the disintegrated soul scatter in the wind. "I will have that human child. And then…the experimentation will begin. Something about that child's soul makes it powerful enough to withstand enormous amounts of determination. And I will discover just what that is. Then…then I can be completed. Oh yes. Everything will slowly fall into place."
So there you have it. Hopefully you enjoyed. I'm off, and I'll be back next chapter. Bye-bye for now.
