Forbidden Experiments

Laboratory

The hallways were darkly lit, and a sickening crunching and cracking echoed down the corridors... Followed by screams...

The hunter gave a sickening smirk at its target that was pinned with their face to the ground, flat down. A guard dressed in armor stepping down upon the captured one's back. Meanwhile, the one hunting, had their foot on the trapped one's already fractured skull, slowly pressing down upon it, crushing it slowly.

"Ah, isn't it a shame things had to come to this~" The one hunting chirped.

They then let out a low chuckle and stopped pressing down on the other's skull. They moved one of their hands up to their face, and adjusted their glasses that caught a glimmer of dimmed light.

"This could had ended so much better, Gaster. This could had been a team effort." The voice spoke again as they glanced down at the shimmering liquid that laid close to their victim's cracked skull... Blood.

"C-catrone... p l e a s e . . ." The victim, Dr. WG, spoke out, his voice hardily a scratchy whisperer.

The head scientist was suddenly silenced as his star pupil smashed his foot back down onto the other's skull.

"Sadly there's nothing you could do that could possibly aid me any further in this task. The best you could do is turn to dust." Dr. Catrone replied as screams from the head scientist echoed through all of the halls.

Gaster knew his time was running short, he would bleed to death before any other fate occurred. He couldn't see anymore, all was blurred. He felt weak, and his senses were fading quickly.

The last thing he heard was Dr. Catrone's low evil chuckle.

Suddenly, Dr. W.D. Gaster turned to dust.

Dr. Catrone watched it occur with satisfaction. He knew this Multiverse wouldn't be missing much with only this Gaster gone.

Step one to his plan was now complete as the scientist died to his hand. He felt his LOVE increase, and now he knew due to the head scientist's "will", he now was the head scientist of the lab... Head Scientist Dr. Catrone.

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𝙴𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝙽𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟶

We're the first few things typed by the new head scientist on the computer that once belonged to Dr. WG.

𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚢, 𝚍𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚢 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝...

𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎. 𝙳𝚛. 𝚆𝙶 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢, 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚊𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝙶𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎. 𝚂𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚛, 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝.

𝚃𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚢, 𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚞𝚋𝚎𝚜 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚗.