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TNT was raining from the sky, withers screeching. Technoblade stood there, his cape vowing in the air. He looked majestic, deadly. He grinned as he watched the reign of terror that followed his footsteps. His eyes gazed at the sky, Philza gliding just above him shooting from his crossbow. It was incredible to see his friend in the sky once again, Dream healed his wings once they set him free. You could say they all went through a certain recovery, He learned how to trust again, Phil got his wings back and Dream his strength.
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“Come on Dream, try to eat it, you need your strength back and you can hardly get that if you don’t eat.” Blond’s eyes fell on the wooden bowl, yes, he was hungry but he knew as soon as it hit his stomach it would return as fast as it went down. “Mate, listen, I know it is hard.” Philza stood up and kneeled down to Dream, looking up at him, taking his hand and rubbing it with his larger thumb. “But you need to try, if not for yourself, try it for us.” Techno’s hand fall on the blond’s shoulder and they both gave him reusing smiles. And Dream tried, he picked up a spoon and ate warm food for the first time in months. And he felt a bit better knowing no matter what he has the support of Blood God and the angel of Death.
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The tower of Las Nevada’s started heading to the ground as the wither hit it in an attempt of shooting at Foolish who is trying to strike them down with his lightning. Quackity watched it as it fell on the casino destroying a piece of it. The ground shook from the impact, a Raven haired man looked at the familiar construction, the same one was placed above the LmanCrater. He saw a cloaked figure running on it, Dream. “FOOLISH! FUCKING MAKE YOURSELF USEFUL AND GO KILL THAT LITTLE FUCKER THERE AND STOP THE TNT!” Foolish wanted to be offended but he himself was angry about the destruction of his builds. So, he took out his trident and swiftly got on the obsidian construction. Now standing face to face with his pseudo brother. Smiley mask seemed to mock him; little did he know underneath it was a terrified man. Hardly able to stand on his own. “Dream, stop this now and we don’t have to fight.” Natural lighting hit the ground near them in the desert, the storm slowly approaching them. “I think you already know my answer, Foolish.” Axe appeared in his hand and with a thud its netherite piece touched the ground. “So be it…brother...you made your choice, now suffer the consequences” Foolish almost flew towards the masked man in the attempt of stabbing him with the trident. But the blond dodged it, releasing too late that he is far too weak to raise the axe so he let it fall from his hands and took out a crossbow shooting at the God, only tearing his shark hood. Anger filled him up and he took the axe Dream left on the obsidian construction and swung it at him, hitting his head and the admin fell on the obsidian, mask cracked, head bleeding. He whimpered, no matter how many wounds he suffered he still had shitty pain tolerance. Foolish raised the axe once again, aiming for the neck this time.
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wooden swords clanged against each other; the blond was trying to catch his breath his lungs hurt a lot from the cold air. “Come on Dream, show me what you got. I know you are far stronger than this.” He stood above him, giving him chance to strike. But all he could do is breathe heavily; his muscles too tired already. “I can’t…” Pigling did not accept that. “Disagree, I know you, you are too stubborn. If this wasn’t me standing above you and if this were a weapon that would be a real threat you wouldn’t give up this easily. So come on, Show me my worthy Rival.” So, Dream tried, he kicked Technoblades legs getting him off balance, he has to use the different strategy he is weaker now, he has to use his brain more than his muscles. Techno not expecting it fell down and Dream swiftly moved putting the sword against his rival’s neck. Trying to catch a breath, cold sweat ran down from his forehead. Piglin smirked. “That’s what I am talking about nerd.” And Dream smiled, actually happy with himself for once.
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He kicked Foolish off of his feet, he would have fallen to the ground if his hands did not grab the obsidian. Dream took this as a chance and he ran, it was his only choice, he couldn’t beat him so he had to try to run away and get someone to help him. Foolish tackled him down, pinning him to the ground, holding axe to his nape. “Why aren’t you fighting Dream? FIGHT ME!” He sat on top of him, easily holding him down. “Dream struggled, trying to get away. “FIGHT ME! WHY ARE YOU RUNNING! “Dream understood this was a lost cause, he won’t be able to fight him off or run away. “TECHNO!”
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There was a loud bang, and the howling of sirens soon followed it. Dream did not understand what was happening, everything was too blurry, too loud, too overwhelming. “Dream?” Technoblade, he came back, or was this just another one of his imaginations? “It seems like you missed me, nerd…can you stand up?” He tried but his legs were broken, shattered almost. “Hey, hey it’s okay, I got you.” He was lifted off of the ground with ease. “Others can keep that creeper bastard away just long enough; we have to hurry. Could you drink this for me?” A cold glass touched his lips and he opened his mouth to taste a bitter flavor of fire resistance. “There you go you soon-to-be-not homeless Teletubby.” Dream opened his tired eyes to see the ping siluet, a golden crown. He was safe, he knew it, so he closed his eyes again and allowed himself to slip away in the warmth of Technoblades arms. And the man he trusted opened his heart and let another person in, he loved Dream just like he loved Philza, and syndicates. He smiled at the sleeping man, a long healing journey was ahead of them but he promised to all that he cared about that he will stand by Dream’s side, and together they will get revenge on the ones who wronged them once and for all.
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Dream looked down, Technoblade didn’t hear him, the sound of the TNT was too loud for him to be able to catch the pleads of Dream's broken voice. He felt his eyes water, he looked to his side, he saw Technoblade. He was fighting off Sam. “.... Techno…” His hand reached out towards where he was, hoping he would notice him. Foolish was above him, he was confused, he knew Dream and this is far from what he would ever do. No matter what was the situation Dream would never plead for someone to help him, and yet here he was, laying beneath him trying to get the attention of an anarchist. “Let’s end this Dream…once and for all…” Dreams head snapped to him. “No-n-no Foolish please…listen! W-we have to do this! P-Please I don’t want to die-Foolish please…” He ignored the pleads, ignored his own clutching heart. “FOOLISH PLEASE I AM BEGGING YOU! PLEASE I AM SCARED!” He sobbed and Foolish stopped himself, axe still raised, ready to hit Dreams neck. “Why are you doing this! why do you have to manipulate us all the time! People like you never change…So don’t bother with this act of hurt a person, YOU ARE NOT THE VICTIM HERE! YOU DESERVED THE CELL AND IF WE CAN’T GET YOU BACK INSIDE, I WILL JUST END YOU NOW!” Dreams eyes fell back on Technoblade, tears running down, shards from the broken mask still chipping with every harsh move. “All you do is hurt people, that’s all you ever been good at…” That was like a knife stabbing his heart, it was true. He hurt his closest friends, but he didn’t mean to, he wanted to protect them! He never meant for it to go this far. All he ever wanted was a family, peace. He wanted to stay with syndicates, start over but in order to do that they needed to destroy the Las Nevadas. “You locked me up in a cell before I even did the thing, I was locked up for…Do you know what happened to me there? Do you even care what had happened to me? Of course not, out of sight out of mind…” Dream snapped at him, shaking, already accepted this might be his last words. “You try to play this role of a poor, poor victim. You wouldn’t be locked up if you didn’t deserve it, EVERYTHING that had happened to you there YOU deserved. “
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Quackity grabbed his hair, smashing his face into the obsidian, breaking his nose. Blood trailed down over his lips to his chin. “Fucking disgusting.” Grip disappeared from his hair, letting them cover his face. “Get up, I have one idea we have to try.” He lets out a wicked chuckle. Dream tried, but his muscles refused to move. “S-sir I can’t…” He glared down on the blond. Kicking him furiously in the abdomen. “Fucking useless piece of shit, you are trying to define me? Do you really think I will take pity on you when you pretend to be like a kicked dog?” He kicked him again, harder this time and Dream whimpered in pain. “I am sorry sir-” Another kick in the rib cages this time. “Stand up.” He tried but again failed so Quackity kicked him, again and again. “You are pathetic, no wonder nobody was able to love you, look at you? I mean you are a terrible friend, son, admin.” He laughed, looking down at curled-up form. “You are a parasite, who lives just to hurt people, so why don’t you just fucking give up and make us all happy? Gosh, that stupid book is the only reason people still have to stand you alive. Aren’t you finally happy? No one is happy because of you! Sam had to give up everything because of YOU, Tommy will never be the same happy kid because of YOU, Niki lost everything, George can’t do anything but sleep to feel at least a bit happy, Sapnap closed himself and is drowning in sorrow and ALL of this is because of YOU. I am doing justice here, I am the good one here and no matter what I do to you, NOONE will ever care because you are not a person. Nobody cares about “Dream” YOU are just a book for us, we use you when we need it and then toss you away again.” He grabbed a handful of Dreams hair and pressed him to the wall, tears and blood staining blonds face. “You cannot do anything right can you? Open your mouth.”
“Sir-sir please…”
“OPEN YOUR FUCKING MOUTH!”
So, he did, whimpering. Sheers were put in his mouth and their sharp blades gripped on a tooth. All stopped for a second when suddenly Dream felt the awful pain, blood piling in his mouth, running down into his throat. He looked up just to see Quackity smirking, looking at tooth still gripped between two blades. He let go of his hair once again and then he tossed the tooth in the lava. “Take this as a punishment, tomorrow if you dare to make this pity act, I will take a finger.” Then he called over to Sam and left.
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“No, NO I DID NOT!” He punched Foolish in the jaw, getting him off of him. “I didn’t deserve to be starved!” He stood up. “I didn’t deserve to be tortured daily!” He aimed at him with a crossbow standing his ground. “You can’t tell me otherwise. No matter what you’ll do, I know the truth. I will believe Techno and Phil over you in a heartbeat, and they told me I didn’t deserve it, THEY HELPED ME WITH LE-LEARNING HOW TO WALK AND EVEN EAT! And if they want Las Nevadas gone, I will be with them watching the smoke and fire roam!”
Dream stood his ground when Foolish stood up, raising the axe again. “I won’t let you finish this! You will do this over my dead body!” Dream was ready to fire his arrow when Philza flew by and knocked the weapon out of Foolish's hands. “Gladly.” Dream smiled. “Go, I will take care of him, Let 's finish this, get to the button.” He nods happily, running to the hidden button implanted by Wilbur and Ranboo. Foolish screamed at him to stop as Phil attacked him to keep him away. As he ran the storm reached them, rain falling heavily down, exhausting the fire. Philza cursed as his wings soaked with the cold water. "Grounded again Phil, at least it's a fair fight now"
"Fair? Says God, you can summon lightning and you call this fight fair?"
Their weapons collided with a loud clanging noise. "Says the angel of death! " Natural lightning strikes near them, lighting the obsidian on fire. Phil got distracted by that and Foolish took advantage of it. Hitting him in the legs and pinning him down. "Is it true you only have one life? I don't want to kill you Phil, just leave! What's the use of killing you all? Wars didn't do anything good for us! We all lost too much already!" Phil tried to get the axr away from his neck. "I WON'T LET YOU KILL HIM!"
"He killed Tommy! Do you really value his life over Tommy's? He's a child! Dream should have known better and yet you choose him?"
"I do! Tommy chose his side, Dream did as well! And as soon as Dream and Syndicates breathe they are under MY protection!"
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Phil opened the door to see his oldest friend tossing papers in the fire. " Are you alright mate?" Stupid question, he knows but what else can you ask someone who looks like this?
Piglin nods, tossing another crumbled paper in the fireplace. He watched it change in the ashes. " Phil? Can I ask you something? And be honest. " Philza sat down on the wooden floor next to his old friend. "Do you think I came too late?" Another paper got consumed by the fire.
This question struck him, he knew what he ment, but he didn't have an answer." I don't think so-" techno grabbed a whole book he took the papers from and tossed it in the fire. "Watch it, no matter when I take it out it will be too late, it will be burned in some way or another, it will never be the same." Phil didn't hesitate and took the book out exhausting the fire. "Maybe it is different, but it's the same book you held a moment ago, in it?"
He gave his friend a partially burned down book. "But it will never be the same...I want it to be the same." His head fell down, his strong hands gripping the book. "It will never be the same, that's true. And yet it is similar enough for you to recognize it." Techno's eyes never left the book."He will be okay, soon enough you two will be sparing in the backyard like you used to." Resurging smile appeared on Avians face. " I hope you are correct Philza Minecraft."
"I always am, Technoblade."
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Foolish looked at him with guilt. "I'm sorry… " He understood what he's planning to do and this time it was Dream saving him, he jumped on the God, rolling together further from the Avian. Foolish again on the edge, reaching for the trident that slipped from his grasp, his grip weakening as his body dangled over the edge, slippery wet obsidian not giving any stability. He didn't want to die again, he didn't want to experience it again. Trident was too far, too far for him to grab it, yet he tried, he tried so hard.
He felt an arm gripping his. "Hang on!" Dream is helping him, issuing his legs as an anchor helping him get safely on again, bothe panting. "Why...WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS! I-I want to hate you." Tears rolled down his face as his non biological brother sat next to him. "Than do, hate me Foolish. But I don't hate you." Avian trotted to them, looked the blond over. "Mate are you alright?" He looked at him in such a caring way and Foolish knew that look, Puffy had the same one. "I'm fine old man, are you?" He just nods, smiling once again seeing he's truly okay.
Out of nowhere a lighting hit in between them knocking them down, Dreams feet slipped and he was falling, he tried to grab on the obsidian like foolish did but instead he hit his head, falling to the certain death. Phil screamed trying to grab youngers hand but he couldn't, he was too late. And the time seemed to slowed down as he watched Dream fall. He prayed for him to wake up. "DREAM!" Phil opened his wings but they were too heavy, soaked with rain yet he jumped off gliding, trying to catch him before it was too late.
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"Mate it's okay, I already accepted I won't fly again." Dream groomed his feathers trying to reconnect with his admin powers. "With all due respect Phil, shut up." Techno laughed and all Phil did was gave him a glare as the younger focused, no mask hiding his raw expressions. Tip of his tongue stuck out as he focused hard on healing the wings. "Look at him go Phil." Dream grabbed a pillow from the sofa and tossed it at the Piglin who swiftly caught it. "Oh I see, I give you roof over your head and you throw a pillow at me, that's rude. I'm the reason you aren't homeless anymore."
Phil chuckled, when he felt tingling in his wings, he gasped as the new feathers replaced the broken ones. "Dream...I" Blond jumped up from his sitting position. "I DID IT! Techno! I did it." Piglin came to them, his forehead was soon pressed against Dream's and he whispered happily once again. " I did it."
" Dream, do you think you could give your best friend some Netherite?" Smile disappeared from blond's face, replaced by the glare. "I hate you so much."
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Dream watched Phil flying to him trying to grab him, but he knew, he knew this is his end. He only wishes he could say goodbye to Techno.
Dreams body hit the ground with a soft thud, Techno noticed Philza landing and picking up the cloaked person. And his world shattered. He ran from the fight with Sam who was caught by surprise watching Techno flee to his Avian friend.
"Mate come on...wake up." His cold hands ran through blond's wet hair, staining it with blood which was leaking from the younger's head. "No….Mate?"
Techno sprinted, he wanted to get to Dream, to hold him, be there! But his world crashed down when the few words appeared in the chat.
<Dream had fallen to death>
And all Techno could do was scream. As he lost him, he lost his friend, his rival. His Dream who was here only because he asked him to. He is the reason why he's gone. He fell on his knees not caring how vulnerable he looked. Grabbing the corpse, clutching it as if it would disappear if he didn't. "Phil I lost him, Phil I-I" he cried as he hugged the body which used to be him, Phil cried as well trying to comfort his grieving friend. "Techno…" And he realized no matter what he will do or say he isn't able to help him. So he just let's him be, watching him cry over the loss of his loved one.
Dream was gone and they couldn't do anything about it. So Technoblade pressed his forehead against Dream's.
"Nerd...come on wake up… you still owe me my... Netherite…."