Holy shit, it's like close to 3AM while I'm posting this but hell I cranked this one out FAST and just HAD to post it. Like holy hell I was just on a roll with this chapter today (or rather yesterday) that I decided to post it as soon as I Finished it... Anyways aside from my obvious need to go to bed as soon as this is posted I hope you all enjoy this brand new update to Gaster Route.

Gaster was wandering around the living room of his son's home. Taking in all the scenery as well as lightly brushing his hand across one of the walls, a small smile on his face as he felt the mauve colored wall. Something he missed greatly from being scattered in the void was being able to actually feel or touch things without them either phasing through him or having him fade out again before even coming close to something.

Though it couldn't compare to how he missed his own flesh and blood, metaphorically speaking of course. Out of everything he missed, his two sons were at the top priorities VIP list. Since the accident that scattered him into the void, Gaster had wanted nothing more than to be able to return home and make sure his children, the only family he had left, were alright. After all, Sans had not been too far from him when the accident occurred and Papyrus was just entering his early teen years.

Flashes of the accident occurred through his skull before he shook them off and instead brought himself back to focus on the present. Papyrus was in training to be a Royal guard, the thought of how hard his youngest tries his best makes a strong paternal sense of pride well up in his rib cage but at the same time stabs through it with near crippling worry. The older skeleton knew Papyrus was to kind-hearted to attack anyone… or at the very least maim them. It worried him that his youngest might end up losing that good, strong trait of his when he did make it into the Royal Guard.

Flashes soon entered his mind of a few Alternate Time Lines where Papyrus did make it, and even became the Captain of the Royal Guards, proving his worry to be nothing more than just that… aside from a few unmentionable ones he would have preferred to never have learned about.

These glimpses are rather annoying sometimes… Though I suppose I should have expected this from being only 71% completed here, Gaster mused to himself as he took a seat on the pine green couch. Being 100% in the void ment he had near omnipotence with viewing multiple worlds and time lines at a time, though whenever he would come together again for short periods of time while there he would have full sensory overload to the point he scatters off once again and practically shuts down. Now since most of him was now firmly tethered to one specific timeline he could relax without said sensory overload… at least until something triggers a flash of information from his missing 29%.

It was thanks to this that he discovered Chara's time hopping and "Genocide Runs". Originally it started out under the radar at a mere 0.01% of information he gathered from the void, nearly forgettable and easy to overlook… before spiking up to nearly 50% of the information he received. Through that he quickly found all the determination he needed to try and get back as quickly as possible… especially when the information of his sons murders reached him.

Papyrus… his sweet child who had nothing but faith in everyone and would rather make friends then enemies, being cut down trying to show the human nothing but kindness and mercy. That one alone was enough to make him scream in echos for the child's blood.

Then came the final nail on the casket for him with Sans. His oldest son who was normally to lazy to even lift a finger sometimes and had a passion for both science and puns. He had tried to seek revenge for his brother's murder and had succeeded multiple times… only to meet the same fate his younger brother did.

That wasn't just the worst of it… the child would reset everything just to do it all over again. For what felt like years to him, Gaster got plagued by the sight of his own children being killed over and over again. Every piece of him shuddered with barely contained rage when these images came to him. Almost subconsciously some of his scattered being would reform weakly in one of those time lines and have a very small influence there. When he realized this the more scientific part of his fragmented mind became active.

That was when he began a few… tests just to see if he could make himself solid. Needless to say it took a while but eventually he got it to the point of at the least…. 20% but he felt it was enough for what he was going to do. Unfortunately for him, it seemed that at only 20% gave him limited access as he could only move things slightly, be seen by those in their final moments and had little to no access to his own magic.

However… when he followed the child up to his oldest son… the familiar pain of having his children became too much as he let himself comfort his oldest in his final moments. The DETERMINATION that flowed through the short skeleton's body dripped onto his own incomplete one and almost threatened to melt them together. However it had a more…. favorable effect. It was enough to bump a 20% existance to a 39%, which proved to be enough to utilize magic and be seen by the hellspawn that dared call itself a child. The moment he did relief swept over him for a moment before he was dragged back into the void… and found something that froze him almost in complete and total fear.

A RESET and CONTINUE floated there with yellow wording over the RESET option. Determination filled him again as he latched onto the Reset and found something that helped him to where he is today. He decided to call them, FILE CODES, since it seemed whatever was doing this was treating it like a game. Gaster figured it would only be appropriate to call what brought him back to existence in the same manner.

Gaster snapped himself out of his musings when a feeling of dread crept down his back. Adjusting his glasses a bit as the white pinpricks of light in his dark sockets went out and the two misshapen eye sockets narrowed.

Something's wrong… Something's very, very wrong.

With these words repeating themselves in his skull, the ex-Royal Scientist left the house as quickly as possible.

...

Papyrus was having fun recalibrating one of the puzzles he worked so hard on. It was one of his personal favorites as it was the first one that he and Sans worked on together. Sure it didn't really work anymore, nor did it really do much of anything, but that never stopped The Great Papyrus from reliving the good memories with it.

MAYBE AFTER OUR SENTRY DUTY IS OVER I CAN CONVINCE SANS TO FIX IT WITH ME, FOR OLD TIMES SAKE! Papyrus thought letting out a soft, or as soft as he can get with his naturally loud voice, "Nyehehe" at the thought. While still on the topic of his older brother, Papyrus hummed to himself as he figured he would go check on the shorter skeleton, and while he was at it probably remind him to recalibrate his puzzles as a way to get him warmed up for their first puzzle.

OH! I SHOULD SEE IF DAD WANTS TO TRY SOME OF THEM AS WELL. HE'D LOVE THEM, ESPECIALLY THE COLORED TILE ONE, NYEHEHE! Papyrus grinned at the thought. Standing up to his tall stature, the cool skeleton trudged on through the snow to where his brother would usually be stationed by this time of day. As he trudged, Papyrus began to notice something was… off. He couldn't quite place a finger on what it was but it was bugging him.

The closer he got to his brother's sentry station the more he felt like something was off. Papyrus soon noticed that his brother wasn't sitting in his post, or even taking a nap like usual in the wooden post. The tall skeleton also noticed that none of the condiments that Sans usually stored in there have been touched recently. Something was very wrong, and Papyrus began to worry.

DID…. DID SOMETHING HAPPEN TO SANS? N-NO HE'S GOTTA BE OKAY… THEN AGAIN WITH HIS ONE HP… NO… NO SANS IS ALRIGHT I KNOW HE HAS TO BE! Papyrus thought frantically before whipping his skull around to the bridge where he saw an ENGAGE field. They were pretty common when monsters wanted to spar using magic but didn't want to destroy the area they were in… however what Papyrus saw within this one make his heart drop. A strange creature who seemed slightly familiar to him had their back facing in his direction and seemed to be badly hurt… and right in front of the being… the one who was more likely the one initiating the ENGAGE… was Sans.

"SANS?" Papyrus was confused at the sight. The only time he's ever seen Sans fight was when he, The Great Papyrus, would ask him to at least train a little in an attempt to raise his hp up from one. Through that Papyrus learned how to be expertly careful with his own magic to make sure it never took opponents down past 1 hp. Though he was getting off topic now with his line of thought.

After all… Sans NEVER engaged someone. Papyrus was always the one setting up the ENGAGE field. Something was very wrong if his older brother was actually setting up his own Engage field. He couldn't make out what was being said in the field, as most engage fields block out noise to help with keeping privacy, but from the way he saw the smaller skeletons eye sockets turned dark… Papyrus knew whatever was being said wasn't good at all.

"SANS STOP! WHAT ARE YOU DOING BROTHER?!" Papyrus shouted as he ran towards the field, only to be held back by the effects of said field. Gloved hands held in front of him and resting on the slightly glowing but still transparent surface, Papyrus raised one of them into a fist as he began banging on it to try and get the combatant's attention… or at least get them to stop.

Papyrus watched as his older brother brought out a bone attack and the human (not that he really knew it was a human at the moment) dodge it… rather impressively honestly. However being an expert when it came to seeing monsters reaching their limits from attacks the kind hearted skeleton knew that the child was beginning to reach that moment from how they panted and sweat started to drip down from their brow.

"SANS STOP, PLEASE! THEY'VE REACHED THEIR LIMIT! STOP IT RIGHT NOW!" The cool skeleton screamed, desperation to get his own brother to stop growing stronger by the minute as he continued pounding on the walls. Papyrus even tried using one of his own bone attacks to try and open up a hole in the ENGAGE field but to no avail. He could only hope now that his brother would notice him and stop the ENGAGE.

Fortunately for the Tall skeleton, Sans did notice him… however it didn't bring out the results that he had hoped for. When the older skeleton noticed his brother attempting to get in his heart sunk lower in his own rib cage. He never wanted his brother to see something like this. However at the same time DETERMINATION to keep his younger brother safe from the human menace was outweighing his guilt for the moment… If only it came sooner and it wasn't distracting the tired skeleton from dodging the lucky blow from the human.

Liquified red Determination soon made its way out of the wound once again, causing a horrified scream from Papyrus and a pained, but surprised look from Sans. Coughing brought more out through the creases in his teeth and had it drip down his lower jaw bone.

"e-ven now… i couldn't s-top you….." Sans wheezed as he silently cursed himself for losing focus on the kid's swings. As he began to melt down once again the ENGAGE field began to flicker and grow weaker, allowing Papyrus access through it as he ran towards his brother screaming out his name and ignoring the human all together as he did.

Chara smirked, feeling their LOVE increase through the attack. The smirk turned into a full blown grin when they saw Papyrus rush past them to his brother's side, orange tinted tears trailing out of his eye sockets as he knelt down and held his brother in his arms.

"How dare you…" a familiar voice growled, causing Chara to turn around to face Gaster himself. His form was more solid looking now to them aside from his shaking in anger and a few of his more faded parts flickering in and out like a glitch from his rage.

"D-DAD!" Papyrus called, pulling the melting form of Sans closer to his chest plate and tears running down his skull. "DAD, PLEASE YOU H-HAVE TO HELP SANS!"

"i'll…. i'll be fine… paps…." Sans huffed out weakly, knowing for a fact the child didn't have a chance to save once they got out of the Ruins and once they died all would be fixed again.

"You know…" Chara started, a sadistic grin crossing their features. "I'm still mad about that cheap shot you did."

That being said they rushed right at the Ex-Royal Scientist, who simply dodged out of the way and activated his own ENGAGE field.

"That was the closest thing to a Mercy you will get out of me," Gaster growled as he summoned out a pair of large skeletal hands like his own and sent them right for the child, who attempted to dodge but was unable to as the hands grabbed onto their very soul and ripped two chunks out of it… before replacing them just as quickly with both a fragment of a blue and green soul, making it very hard for the child to move.

"What the hell is this?!"

"Revenge."

Gaster then held up one hand as a Blaster was summoned out and began to charge with a purple energy in its maw. He was thankful he didn't have to hear Papyrus's pleas to get him to stop… otherwise he actually would and be unable to help with bringing his oldest back through this method.

The child struggled to figure out how to get theirself to move with their soul being stitched together like it is before the Blaster finished charging… only to be too late as the large animalistic skull fired it's deadly beam, shattering the red, blue and green heart once again.

Well you can't really say I was a NICE person for writing this one... God I swear the more darker scenes I write the more excited I get for them.

then the more terrible I feel for putting the characters through that after I write it.

*hug's the crap out of Papyrus because he needs it right now*

Now excuse me while I hug my cinnamon bun and comfort him from my own torturous ways.

Leave a Review if you liked this btw.

~Ulquihimefan1