"Now that your just... Hanging around.... Finally you will listen to what I have to say..." Gaster began to choke Sans at the crown of his spinal column as he could hear his bones crack slightly. His black liquid tentacle like restraints held his soul tight choking out his life, the world blurry...

"Now listen to me... Originally yes I made you two as weapons and use you in many fights to destroy humanity. I created you two as living machines, skeletons/toys of war. But you.... and your brother where so soft... Loving and showed kindness with such ease... So I began to think about how you two where like children... Not tools. And so I decided I would not use you two as weapons but as my children..." Gaster watched Sans grip on the world slowly loosen.

"But you began to surpass me in your studies... You ability to see other worlds and remeber information... You where my prize... But once I found out you had discovered the truth... That's when I realized how careless I was about hiding that tape from you... How stupid I was.. But then I realized you where the stupid one... Your self aware, but not self aware enough to hone how much power you actually have within you the time you had it and where under my studies.. Instead you sat on your ass and did nothing eating potato chisps" Gaster tossed sans like a toy across the room smashing his head into the floor. The back of his skull cracking.

"You truly inherited my stubbornness you idiot, but your stupidity is your own... Truthfully I was going to dispose of every piece of information I collected on you two but now... we are far beyond the point of return" He watched Sans gasp for air as he tried to sit up. "Family.. I was going to raise you as my own child...children including your useless brother But now you only want to fight... I see..." Gaster left him and disspeared off into another room with a small chuckled.

Sans POV
I lay there in pain, barely able to breathe let alone move. My soul was weak as it tried to mend my body but it wasnt working I was beyond the point of repair on my own and I felt no determination only sadness. I feel weak and useless... Papyrus is all i can think about...then his name comes to mind... Asgore... that idiot was the one who lied to me when I first could talk... and he still has lied to me to this day.. He will know true pain... Sans tried to get up but his arm bones had been broken so the only thing he could do was train himself.... learn to use his telaportation powers...

Suddenly a portal opened and a man no taller than him steps out... actually he looks like me. "oh my... am I late?" He cleaned his glasses with his jackets "w-who are you?" I asked confused. "What type of a question is that?" He seemed surprised 

i'm you silly