[Load] or {Save}* (Gaster!Sans x Reader)

Chapter 19

POV: Third person

Chained to the back wall of the judgment hall you hang your head low as you sit in the empty silence alone. Sans probably killed you at least a hundred times experimenting how the soul worked on someone other that Frisk. After his last 'test' you fainted from how tired your body was from the screaming, crying, and running. You wonder why you ever decided to trust Chara, you also wonder why you were so foolish to believe that G could still love you after everything you'd done. Laughing at your own stupidity you let a few tears fall. The sound of gushing wind fills the once empty silence announcing that someone has arrived. Footsteps draw near to your position on the wall. Unbothered by the approaching figure you keep your head down hoping that maybe they'll go away. They didn't of course, but you felt them kneel down in front of you. Tiredly you look up through you sweat soaked hair to see someone you wouldn't have expected to visit you.

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Frisk.

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Letting out a laboured sigh you look at her face with disinterest. "What do you want? I've ruined your life and mine is soon to end." Your voice was scratchy and hurt to even say the few sentences. "I want to help you, but I need you to help me first." laughing hysterically you couldn't believe what you just heard. "Why would I ever want to help you? Let alone you need help from me." Your eyes flared a crimson red colour as you look at Frisk with amusement. "Your office was vandalized...Someone went in and destroyed every trace of your dt extractor leaving nothing except for a few drawers full of Dr. Gaster's old notes." your skin boiled with anger making you yell out in frustration. Years of work all down the drain, all your hard work gone. "I can't rebuild it if that's what you're going to ask. It took years of research and work." Frisk looks defeated, but somehow stands up with traces of determination. "I'm sorry about your machine and work being destroyed, but you have my determination and I think it's possible for you to do it in a few months." Shaking your head you glare at her through your (h/c) hair. "I refuse to rebuild the machine that will kill me" Another pair of footsteps emerge from behind a pillar coming closer to you and Frisk. "You don't have a choice." G spoke in a murderous tone sending chills down your back. You wonder why he was here, why either of them were there. "Or what? You'll kill me? Sans already tried that multiple times." a dark chuckle erupts from G's non-existent throat making you slightly cower further into the wall. "I'll do it slowly and guaranteed excruciatingly painful. I'll give you an example if you like?" Letting your head fall you feel defeated completely drained of determination. "Fine. I'll re-create the machine." Shaking his head G walks closer to you and grips your hair in his hands making your head forcefully be directed upwards. "I think you need an example to know just how serious I am." Fear was evident on your face, but G ignored it making an aggressive tugging motion near your chest, ripping your soul from your body. "G...G PLEASE STOP! G!" You begged G to stop, but he continued to ignore you and set your soul a flame in his magic. Your insides felt as if they were melting like candle wax under a flame. Tightening his fist he squeezes almost every ounce of life out of you. Shaking violently in your chains you tried to control your body but it was next to impossible. Eyes rolling to the back of your head you start to speak incoherently as you shook. This could have went on forever if Frisk didn't scream at G telling him that was enough, and he went too far. Releasing your soul G scoffs and turns away to pull out a cigarette and starts to smoke it. Twitchingly you lay on the ground barely breathing as Frisk crouched down to make sure you were alright. Trying to push yourself off the ground you continuously smack back into the floor after every attempt to stand. Everything was slippery due to your now extremely sweaty hands and body. Accepting your inability to get up on your own you lay on the ground, slightly thankful for its coolness. "G. Come carry her so when can leave." G looks at Frisk annoyedly. "Can't she get up herself?" Frisk walks over to G and smacks the cigarette out of his mouth quite angrily making him look shocked. "You did that to her so you will carry her. She could've gotten up on her own if you didn't feel the need to give a demonstration, but you did so carry her." Groaning G strolls over to your limp body looking at it with an unrecognizable expression. Removing your chains he picks you up bridal style. "You're really heavy you know that?" G says under his breath as the three of you exit the judgement hall. Frisk glares at G for making the statement but you only bob your head up in down agreeing with him. You thought about retaliating but you didn't want to waste pointless energy. Crossing the barrier you all watched as the sun was beginning to set, making its way down to the horizon. You had never been to the Underground before, nor did you even know you were there at all. Letting a few silent tears fall you watch the sun go down as you rest in G's arms.

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