Gaster in Equestra

Entry 17

Darker

Darker

Yet darker

This next experiment is very interesting

Those were the last words I ever wrote. I was wright about all of them. Dark. Very dark. Being the doctor I am I had tried to examine the paste set of my experiments. I didn't have my two sons with me. Thank god. I would rather be shattered across time for entenailty then have it happen once for my sons.

Tho I was shattered across timelines, some were of the underworld. Peices of me in dark caverns. Seacret rooms. Even a piece of we in a goat ladys cell phone. I, Dr Gaster, have witnessed every death, checkpoint, and speech in this... Life? Universe? I was t sure. I was sure about one thing, something was bringing me back. After I was defeated by a small boy, frisk was It? I was transported back into pice black. No time, no sons, nothing. I had lost all hope when I had failed in my return. But hen a light apeared. I am going into it now. To my sons if you are reading this. I love you both, take good care.

Ever free forest

If you were to visit Ponyville. You wouldn't expect the sky to have all the etention. But it was a sight. Some people traveled from other country's to veiw it. Maybe it was the moon, maybe the stars. Nothing ever ad had really happened. And for some reason no one could notice a glowing black hole becoming larger.

FLOSHH!!!

Gasters eyes opened. Vedigetation. Something he dreamed of seeing again. Lush dark trees, covered in a a strangle black vine. Perhaps he he would study them.

Gaster then looked up. Sky! Strangle lights, unlike any that Gaster had seen. Then he noticed pitch blackness near them. No underground area had that. He knew King asgore didn't keep secrets, hopefully. Wait, was this the surface? Gaster then realised that it was. He smiled. A black bottem less grin. White teeth that came from his head. After years was rath of waiting, he could have never expected this. Never.

His mind raced at the thought of sealing specimens to the King. The question his how would he get down there.

Even if a monster escaped the barrier the couldn't go back in or they would never come back up again. Maybe he could comunacate with them through his MADGIC! Sadly he rembered none of his hands or MADGIC could comunacate. His MADGIC was limetless with power and uses. It died at communication. He could try. But he wasn't wasting time on this while he could be studying. Maybe a human could be his specimens. Gaster smiled his black smile when thinking of the reward. He could set monsters free! Become rich. Get his sons back. Have a family.

CHANGLIENG HIVES

Dark but filled with life. These caverns swarmed with it. Mainly one animal. Or insect. Changliengs. A alicorn insect that could take the form of the one you love of care about, they feed off love. They resembled a smal, alicorn. Horn, wings. Insect wings. No some pretty butterflies. More like dragonflies. Or normal flies. Anyway.

The cave opening was not usually guarded. But as you got deeper gaurds were ever were. This cavemen didn't have a queen but could really survive without one. They would starve but feed. Starve, and feed. This process was completed on the same person. Some prisons. Over and over. Until they died. Finding prey or Ponys out in the ever free was difficult. But when you did you could make it last years. Decades even, that was a one timer with that alicorn. But they ran low on food now. That was until a scout team found a unsal ly creature. They could sense a strong love for its sons. Skeletons. They couldn't turn into that sadly. Too little matter. Which was too bad. But killing was always fun, right?

As Gaster examined the trees closely he sensed something. Someone. But where? Then the sound got higher. Until he could sense a cave opening. 'Amazing' though Gaster to himself as he looked at the aprotching creatures. Small, black, insect like monsters. He smiled. He had been wanting to fight for a while. And 12 was a decent exercise. The 12 changliengs quickly sorrounded him. They snarled. Gaste rjust smiled back at everyone. The. He stared at what apeared to be the leader. Taller, wearing blue armour. He snarled its more anger.

"you are trespassing, EXPLAIN YOU SELF" ordered the leader. His fangs dripping slobber. Gaster smiled and lifted his hands. Within seven flashy hands had apeared. Each one with a special soul stone. Red, Orange, yellow, green, blue, light blue, purple. The changliengs, stunned by the show stepped back. Gaster moved his bony robbed arm right. All the hands turned a dark black and red. Gems glowing.

"Pitteful" said Gaster. His dark and mysterious voice scaring the 12 expect one who charged. His fate was met by 7 hands firing a combined black and red beam.

In the Pony universe beams don't act like lasers. They don't aplittereate you. Gaster did. He watched the pony try to cry. The rest of the changliengs charged up ther horns. A green aura apeared round them. He simply changed the hands colour to blue. The changliengs barely had time to fire has large swinging saws were fired at them. Some missed while others killed. Garters favourite was one that cut of both hind legs and head. He studied the dead animals. Or insects, or whatever. Then he sensed something else. Something less dark. He turned to his side. A purple pony with wings and a horn stood there. An alicorn is what they were called Gqster recalled. She apeared to be female, and very shocked about his attacks. He purple skin and orgins pumped hard with enargy. Gaster could fell it. MADGIC. Beaming off. He was very weird but a good overall feeling.

Twilight had heard a blast, and saw it as it destroyed one of an apple trees at her freinds. She had came back to investigate. She had found a starnge white faced being. She was going to help but then saw its seven hands fire blue saws. Decaptation was less voilant then thought. But he was still filled http://youtu.be/kdY3rt2MbREth tore and that gross feeling. Let's say it didn't fill you with determination.

The while inch wa wbroken when another pony came round the destroyed remains of the trees. It didn't have horns or wings. And wasn't an insect. It did wear a hat. That was surprising. Gaster had maybe thought all life here would be aggressive. As the pony turned  to what apeared to be her freind he fa wished into black clouds. Twilight turned back to see the falling blackness of clouds. But no pony, or thing was there. Exept a dead black flower.