Yeah I know I am late people. I apologize but between school and the rest of my life I just wasn't capable to continue writing this as frequent as I could. Due to the time spent between now and the last chapter. There may be drastic changes of where this story may go. I hope not to bother you all if I leave a plot hole or two. Without further ado I give to you the newest Chapter: "The Two Halves of Slate!"

-Also I get I made some name mistakes, looking back got no Idea why I never corrected myself then. I will however get to it, though it will take some time.


Slate was against a wall, Bisharp on one side, Aggron on the other. "Well think you got me cornered, eh. You haven't seen anything yet."

There was about a good fifty or so Delta grunts each using various flying type pokemon. Each looked more sinister then the last. "Oh really punk you think you got a trick. Show us."

"If you are so insistent alright then!" The grunts eyes widened as they Saw another Slate behind them. Wearing the exact outfit from the Metang looking mask the spit out some steam as he walked forward, the red eyes glowing like a beacon straight to the depths of hell. To the second one wearing an unbuttoned gray trench coat with a black tight muscle shirt underneath. Black pants with a chain down the left pant leg and metal spikes near the cuff. His left arm was however draped in bandages. A Shiny Metagross to his left. The grunts backed off in complete fear of the twin of the masked man. Forgetting there was another one right behind them as they were now trapped by the two. "We are Slate, we are the face of your regret, born from the hatred you caused. Whenever there is tyrant always know that I shall be there to haunt you. Carve this mask into your very soul so you may fear me. Turn back from your wicked ways, or face the consequences. We are Slate, we are chaos, we are order, we are LEGION!" The two said at the same time, except for the 'We are legion" part only the first Slate said that, the duo's red eye's casting a red glow on the grunts.

"RUN!" The Delta grunts didn't even notice the slip up as they just ran for their lives trying in some way to get away from the duo.

The second Slate just took off his mask revealing it to be Brendan. "We are legion? Slate would never say that Wally!"

Wally just gasped for fresh air as he took off the broken mask. "How the hell was I supposed to know! I have only been him for 9 hours idiot. Also how the hell do you wear this mask so comfortably it is so hard to breathe with the thing on?!"

"Skillz, and give enough bad times, you get used to it." Brendan said shrugging.

"We should have not let you play Undertale while you recovered, how you beat Sans so quick boggles me." Wally said pouting. Looking back to an old gamerholic like Brendan, giving him a game like that was bound to turn into an obsession.

"Wasn't he the reason you gave up on gen-" Brendan started the most devilish smirk on his face."

"Shut up why you have to talk about that!" Wally said cheeks red about the fact that Brendan rubbed in his face again that he was better at something than he was.

"You helped in the plot that made me dye half my hair white. You owe me…a lot."

Wally froze, once again his best friend had him there. In hindsight he only first thought on that plan of May's was for once rub something in Brendan's face. Then the reaction involving the new Hoenn champion's alcoholism kicked in and regret was all Wally felt to this day. How could he be so stupid to break Brendan like that. Then again as of late nothing was going right for his best friend. With the Dialga attack taking his mother and his father leaving cause he felt like a failure to his family. Brendan's life after becoming champion was anything but perfect. It was like karma kicked him in the teeth for all the times he saved the world. It just wasnt fair in Wally's opinion.

"Hey Brendan, why did you make Slate."

Brendan got a solemn face as he looked down. "I made him incase I wanted to fake my death. That way I didn't look like a champion who gave up and a complete wuss. It was back in Kalos when I came up with this. Nowadays I just keep it as a cool persona just to be mysterious. Might tell the girls after Halloween. Anyways might as well get off the outfits."

Wally sweardropped. "You're a dick to them, you know that."


I do not own undetale just to add for a disclaimer. I did however beat the Sans boss. :p

Anyways I apologize for these short chapters I will try to get longer chapters as I continue but I hope you enjoy this update. Again apologize for the delay.

P.S: If I misspelled a name of a person or a place I apologize. Names aren't my strong suit. I go with the closest as I can with my "bird memory" as I call it.