The drums of war were sounding, an uneven tempo of harsh realities.

Once again talks had fallen, humans demanding and demanding things people in negotiations should never demand.

Harry did not understand this greed, there lust to destroy monsters.

"Ma?" Sans said unnerved, as he clung to his mothers chest as they were evacuated with other non fighters. She adjusted her jacket around them both, glad Gaster had taught her item space and everything else was in the moleskin pouch.

"I'm here sweetie," Harry said nuzzling his skull softly, he was too young to understand death and she hoped to keep it that way. Gaster was already with the army as backup, if she wasn't caring for there child she would likely be there also as she was a better higher and more levels.

"Bad..." he whined, not liking the evacuation sirens.

"I know.."

"Where Daddy?" he asked, his blue eye lights wide with fright.

"Daddy will come later, we have to be brave as we go to the underground shelters alright," she said smiling.

"Kay," Sans mumbled into her shirt, she smiled and looked back towards where there home was.

There was smoke in that direction.

'Come back to us safely Gaster' she thought, and if the humans managed to get to the shelters. Well this time, she knew how to summon her weapon.

War would not steal her family this time.

Her steps sped up, following the other panicked monsters heading to shelter.

"Huh..." she said freezing as she stepped within the rocky halls of the shelter, hidden deep with the mountain. She's had a strange chill down her spin.

"Mam.. please go further," a Guard called, as she was blocking the way.

"Apologies," she said and continued walking.

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Harry was loosing track of time down here, she knew it had been at least a week.

Someone whimpered as the ground shook, sending dirt slipping down from above. No cave ins thankfully, but everyone was nervous.

Someone sat down next to her, she smiled seeing Toriel who Asgore had sent down below with Asriel to protect there child and people. Also.. so that of worst came to worst one of the rulers would still exist.

"When was this place last used?" she asked curious.

"In my grandmothers time, other then making sure nothing would collapse and there was always fresh water and food no ones been here," Toriel said, Asriel like Sans were asleep.

"Its very... rocky"

"It was never meany for long term, can you still transfigure things... you said you relearned some of the magic of your old body?" Toriel asked softly. Too quietly for any but the two of them to hear.

"I can do a bit now and then, but I'd need rest and food if you want it to stay changed," Harry responded, getting an idea of what Toriel wanted.

"Lets do magic then," Harry grinned getting up, passing Sans to Toriel so could she could focus.

Unknown to Harry, this would soon earn her the title of Builder of a place one day would be known as the ruins.