Unrequited LOVE

•Chapter 23•

...

You woke up cold, far colder than you'd ever been in your life.

...where am I...?

You sat up slowly, wincing as the rough ground scraped your bare feet. The room you were in was small, it's walls made of gray, sturdy-looking concrete. The floor was rough and just as gray. A heavy steel door stood opposite to you.

This must be where... he took me. The very thought of him sent shivers down your spine. Your hand came up to scratch at your neck when you realized there was something around it.

It was a collar, tethering you to the wall with a heavy chain.

No...

You tugged at the collar, trying to break it off. Unfortunately, it held firm, unbreakable under your trembling fingers.

I'm scared.

And you should have been.

Click.

The door swung open.

Oh no.

***

Gaster was on cloud nine. Finally, after all this time, he'd reclaimed her - his experiment. He couldn't wait to begin testing, so that's what he did.

He'd managed to access a nearly-invisible, mostly abandoned AU, where he set up a makeshift lab for himself. It was here that he could proceed.

Taking a sedative from the shelve of his lab, he walked down the hallway towards the holding cell, where his experiment resided. She should be awake; it had been a few days, after all.

The door swung open with a click, bathing the room in blinding light. There she was, seated against the main wall. Her head snapped up at the noise, eyes glazing over with fear, the smell so potent he could practically taste it.

"I see you're awake," he said calmly. "Tell me, did you sleep well?"

She regarded him suspiciously, fear fading. "What did you do? Where am I?"

Her voice, though scratchy and rough, was like music to his nonexistent ears. "None of that matters. Now, what is your name."

She hesitated, so he pressed harder. "Tell me your name. Now."

"...(Y/n)."

Well, it was a start. "Good," he produced the needle from his pocket. '(Y/n)' shuffled back at the sight, clearly uncertain. "Hold out your arm."

"..."

He stepped closer. She flinched away. "S-Stay back!"

"Your resistance is pointless," he stepped even closer, towering over her trembling frame. In one fluid motion, he lurched forward and pinned her against the wall, simultaneously sticking the needle into her arm.

"Ah!" She screamed, struggling to push him off. "Get off!!"

Gaster flinched at the shrillness of her voice. He slapped a hand over her mouth, silencing her. "Quiet."

It certainly came as a surprise when her teeth closed over the hole in his palm, biting down. Gaster growled and wrenched his hand from her jaws. "You little-!"

"Get. Off. Me!" Her legs bunched up, kicking him straight in his nonexistent stomach. Gaster found himself skidding back a few meters from the force of her kick.

...Perhaps a strength test is in order...

When the shock faded, it was replaced by burning anger. How dare she do this to him, her very creator. He rose, body burning with rage.

The look of alarm on her face was almost too good. Gaster advanced on her scrunched form, summoning his hands. Judging by her half-clouded eyes, the sedative was doing it's job.

"I expected you to behave," he gripped her chin, running a phalange over her lax lips. "Is that any way to repay your creator?"

"I... don't know what... the f-fuck... you're t-talking about..." her voice slurred, eyelids drooping.

"Ah, that's right, you wouldn't remember. Don't worry, I'll make sure you remember everything," her eyelids finally closed and her body slumped down.

Gaster smirked, using his summoned hands to lift her up.

To the testing facility.

***

I think it's already been established that UT!Gaster is a bastard, but the next chapter'll really take the cake. Big time.

I'm going on vacation this weekend, so there'll be no chapters posted on Saturday and Sunday. Updates will resume on Monday. Have an awesome weekend, everyone!