Chapter 43:

Wing It

I didn't recognize the voice so I turned to see who it might be. I knew a lot of monsters in the Underground, but when I looked this man in the face I didn't know him.

The first words I'd use to describe him were tall and dark. He wore a black lab coat, pants, and shoes. His height was towering, inches above Papyrus for sure. He was a skeleton like the brothers, but he had cracks above one eye and below the other that spread around his skull. Looming over me, his toothless smile spread in a concerning grin.

"It will be a very nice night, human." He said, his voice seemingly inside my head. Every word crackled and buzzed with dark magic, forcing me to take a step back.

"Wh-Who are you?"

"Do I truly need to answer that? I believe you know the answer already."

Hands appeared in front of him, filling the space between us. There were seven in total, all with a hole right through the palm. They floated there a moment, forming them-selves and glowing with a different color, each resembling the colors of the once gathered human souls.

This was Gaster, Sans and Papyrus's father whom I had set free. I was certain. A knot formed in my stomach, and I hoped someone would help come to my rescue. Fighting wasn't something I was ever good at, and I doubt I could survive this by talking.

"G-Gaster..." My voice was starting to betray me with hints of fear. "Wh-What do you w-want?"

Two of the hands, the ones he seemed to predominantly used, moved while he talked. "Ah, I see you're a curious one. That never boded well for you humans."

Something suddenly snapped in my mind and I felt like I was watching myself again. My hands balled and I bared my teeth at the man before me. I no longer had control.

"Back off Wingding! She's mine. Find yourself another human to ruin!"

The blacked smile frowned and tried to piece together what was now in front of him. Once he had, his smile returned. Gaster seemed oddly pleased at his new opponent.

"Chara, I recognize that face of yours. How did you manage to gain such control? Last I knew, you could only open simple magic locks."

Chara, now holding my body hostage, snarled and stepped forward in defiance. I tried desperately to gain back power over myself and call out for Sans. I screamed with every inch of my soul for him, but doubted he could hear me.

"Don't interfere with my plans! I'll dust you just like the rest of them!"

"Will you now? I don't see you having the power." His smirk grew and his hands grabbed hold of my wrists. "Besides, this soul is mine to use."

A blue blaster shot across and pushed Gaster far away from me. Sans appeared at my side and held up his hands in protection, blue bones appearing around us.

"Frisk, run!" He yelled at me.