~War~ A G!Sans X Reader

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6~ Gaster Sans?
Your pov
Canada
8:00 am
"We're here"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ the dreaded moment.
"Come on miss, we better get going. The ride is a half hour ride and training starts at 9:00.
You heaved a sigh as you exited the plane with your respected luggage.
The ride was silent as you gazed at Canada maple trees lining the roads. You think. Your American, you don't know the difference! (Okay, so I am Canadian, but in this book you are American :3)  as they wizzed by you cought something in your haze. A gust of gold dust flew by. Is that natural? Deer God you hope not.
Your pov
That dust... It's looks, familiar but not. Oh wait! I know! It's the dust from my dreams! But, then why is it here?
" don't worry ma'am, you'll be seeing a lot of that. It's the monsters remain-"
"WHAT! YOUR HAVING A WAR AGAINST MONTERS? I WILL NOT BE PARTICIPATING!" I screached, surprised.
"Ma'am, you have no say in this." A cloth went over my mouth and a could hear, see, and feel the darkness curupting my vision. Goodnight.
An hour later,
training
I guess I have to. Maybe I can convince them to only let me help with supplies, or something like that. Yeah...something like that.
"Here's your gun Y/N, shoot at the target." I gulped nervously and took the gun from him. Aiming with both a
Eyes you shot and looked away embarrassed that I most likely missed. I heard a little clapping, and it slowly became larger, as if approching. I dared to look and stared in shock at the bullseye.
"Your defiantly a snip-"
Smash!
"They're breaking in sir!"
"Y/N, find a sniping position inside. Now go!" He had handed you a gun but i did nothing. I stood there staring at the door with horror stricken eyes. Who was breaking in? Why am I standing here? My gut tells me to stay, but my mind says move.
Crack! Boom!

The door fell at my feet,  and standing there was the skeleton with cracks in his skull once more.