Gaster was in transit. Even in shock, his mind was frantically working. 45 seconds in transit. The rocks would fall in significantly less time. He had to save her. He hadn't told her. Not soon enough.
N O W
Anger lended him strength.
His injuries becoming little more than scratches in a pulse of magic. His eyes glowed a livid red, and his soul beat a mantra into his skull.
NOT YET.
NOT NOW.
NOT AGAIN.
He teleported straight out of transit. He appeared in front of Jessica as the rocks fell.
"No!" Jessica cried out in shock and fear.
The rocks were dust.
He was past hearing her.
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What if? (Greyster)
FanfictionWhat if Jessica wasn't crushed in the rubble? What if Bete Noire was defeated without casualty? What if Bete Noire had no hate in her soul? What would the post-Bete world look like? Let's see.
