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He was running out of time. He will need to go through the alleyway if he wants to get there in time. Papers in his hands trying to find their way into the air but Tommy doesn’t let them. He would be late if he doesn't hurry. 

He looks at his watch. It’s 7:56. He quickly runs into the alleyway, swearing every single swear word he can remember at the moment. He is going to kill Dream.

He runs out of the alleyway to finally see Hero Tower not a street away, he looks at his watch again. It’s 7:58. If he somehow catches the elevator without someone inside, he’s the luckiest motherfucker ever. 

He quickly says hi to Niki as he passes her who is leaning on the reception desk. He gets in the elevator clicking the button with 52 on it. He looks up to see Niki holding the candy she always gives him before work. He looks at her with apologizing smile before the door closes. 

He breathes out. He looks at his watch once again. 7:59 am.

Did he just get in time before a big meeting? Yes, he did. Now if this elevator hurry up then maybe he did. The elevator doors open and he runs out. 

Room 31, room 31, room 31… Here!!! He turns the door handle and there they are. All top 10 heroes sitting in their resigned sits. He quickly gives papers to each hero before sitting next to Dream who is sitting at the head of the table. 

He looks at heroes. He frowns. Now he is telling the truth. Some of the hero’s outfits may be amazing but a lot of them have ridiculous outfits. 

404 has quite a ridiculous outfit. He has a dark blue hoodie with his goggles at the front and at the back are the devil’s horns and tail. Black combat pants and combat boots with dark blue fingerless gloves. Everything till now was good but what ruins everything is his white googles he is very famous for. What is even more confusing is that his name is 404 but he can control dreams and reality with just a touch. 

Next is Dream. Is he going to talk shit about the person he sees like a brother, yes he is. First of all, he has a bad style. Who the fuck buys a green neon hoodie and thinks “Oh this will make a good hero outfit” like what the fuck. Black combat pants and back combat boots are okay. But his white mask with a smiley is just making him laugh more than anything. His power is telekinesis which can break anything if they have enough power in them but would not hurt humans no matter what. Well, that is unless he wants them to so watch out. 

Next is Flame. He is slightly better but still not good enough. He has a white T-shirt with a flame in the middle, a black sweatsuit, and black sneakers. His signature bandana always on his head. He said that he didn't need a mask and if someone decided to attack him, he can take care of himself. So when two low criminals decided to attack him, let's just say they arrive half dead in the hospital. He is a blaze hybrid which means he can throw fire out of his hands and fingers. When he uses his fingers he will create a small fireball that can give someone 1st degree burn and when he uses his hands he makes big fireballs that go from 2nd degree burns to actual death if he wants them to. 

Next is Hecate. He has his bird mask on that covers all of his face except his eyes and mouth. His huge black wings reached the floor. He has a dark green hoodie with black combat pants and combat boots that can help him jump high in case he needs to escape but can't fly. His wings are so strong that sometimes they can be used as a shield but would leave many cuts and would hurt as someone really did go through it with the sword. There’s also a rumor that he can talk with birds and tell them orders but that isn’t confirmed. 

Next is Dolos. His black sweater with a black coat could use some company. Black combat pants and black combat boots. His mask is one piece of fabric called a blindfold. Yep, you heard him right. And his power is something called “honey voice”, hey don't look at him weirdly, it's written like that in documents of power. Anyways he can control anyone with just a hit of his voice filled with honey. 

One thing he totally forgot is that heroes need to follow rules. One rule is that at least one clothing item needs to be black or dark blue. It's a really stupid rule but what can Tommy do? Attack Major Schlatt, I don't think so. Good thing he is on good terms with him. 

Next is Blade. Black combat pants with a white t-shirt and a black leather jacket with black combat boots. Hair pink that matches his piglin mask. He is very smart but with his power, you must be. He has strength and speed that hybrids from the Nether have a low chance of getting but cause he is a Piglin hybrid, he has them 10x more developed. They help him in fights but if he doesn't time them and uses them correctly he can be dead or that is what everyone believes. He was tested for powers and he was told that something was found in his blood. Like power but it was still in development or it might never develop enough for use. 

Next is Royal. Yes you guessed, black combat pants with a dark blue shirt and black sunglasses that hides their white eyes. Red cape around their shoulders dropping down to their feet almost touching the ground. Golden crown on their short brown hair with black boots that have a crown symbol on the sides. Their power is “Wither touch” which can kill someone almost immediately. 

Next is Chloris. Her light green dress that goes to her ankles and black heels with white knee-high socks look good on her. Silver neckless with the sun that matches yellow flower earrings and white fingerless gloves. Her light green and black butterfly wings slowly move forward and backward. They match her butterfly mask with the same colors. Her power is growing nature which means she can grow any type of flower or tree or thorns in a moment and make a wall if needed to defend herself if someone sends any type of power to her. She has white flowers in her hair that when she fights slowly get red color and then slowly get white again after the fight. No one knows why. 

Next is Asteria. Her dress that starts gray and finishes black with white dots that symbolize stars. Her mask is made out of a black star with space for her to still talk and see her mouth so she is strictly ordered to not show any emotions while fighting villains. Her power is creating stars out of thin air which can be used for knife or sword in hand combat, flying blades, source of light, or anything like that. She is so powerful that no one can approach her without dropping dead. If anyone tries she would create 3 or more stars and stab them over all their body. Many villains died like that and it’s embarrassing. 

Next, last, and with the best outfit is Warden. Of course it is Warden, like who else it would be? He is amazing and one of the older heroes but that doesn't stop him. He has green-like robot armor for himself. He also has a mechanic hand that will help him with sending his power but it also can be used as a shield. He has green hair, which goes in combo with other colors. His mask is made out of metal that covers the right side of his face. It can stop fist from coming, sure, but then you have a headache for the rest of the day. Tommy doesn't want that. And surprisingly no one yet figured out his identity. His power is creating and destroying any item made of metal and he does all hacking when needed.

Tommy relaxes back in the chair. His job is done until the end of the meeting. Now time to be bored. He zones out looking at the table. 

He doesn’t remember going to Dreams office but here he is. “Tommy” Dream said placing the paper in front of him “This came for you” he said smiling. He is quite happy for the not morning person. And amazing, more paperwork.

 He just looks at the “Heroquaters safety process” that caught his attention. Oh, it's the yearly paper that everyone working in Hero Tower needs to sign to continue working. Thank God, no paperwork. 

He just signs it, not looking any further down. “You didn’t even read it” Now he is confused "Why" Dream sighs “Just read it” Damn, no need for aggression ”Okay”

“Tommy Innit Wastaken, after nice 3 years of having you in Heroquaters, we would like to fully welcome you to the team. That is if you accept of course. All you need to do is sign and you will become a sidekick… What… We would like you to give this to the reception desk as soon as possible. 

If you have questions about…”

“Dream what is this” he can feel his heart trying to get out of his chest. But this isn’t happening. Is it? “Your contract of becoming my sidekick, why, aren’t you happy” he can't say he isn’t but he isn’t the perfect person for this.

“I'm happy but…” Dream just smiles “Aww, my baby brother has grown up, I can’t believe it” he said trying to lighten up the room. Tommy laughs. He saw that he is scared most definitely. He zones out on the desk once again. 

“Hey” a soft voice snaps him out of his thoughts. He looks at the door to see Dream. What? He is in his room, when did that happen? He is in his room at Dream’s house, right? Wait look for the disks, they are right now supposed to be on the wall right? Yep, there they are. But he can’t teleport. 

Why does everything hurt? For a few seconds in front of him flashed “Error” when he wanted to activate his power. That can’t be good.

 Dream sits at the end of the bed, looking at him. “You probably don’t remember but a hero-villain fight happened. You were thrown off from the top of the building” Ahh, so that’s why everything hurts. 

He tries to sit up but miserably fails. Dream helps him before he smiles at him. He hugs him with so my force that Tommy almost chocked on his spit. 

He hugs back with a small sigh. He became so clingy to not even care anymore. He puts his head on his shoulder before closing his eyes and breathing the beautiful scent of flowers. It made him quite sleepy. 

And for the moment atmosphere changed and then the scent followed too. He moves his head backward, waiting for his vision to clean a little bit.  

He can see mostly brown in the blurry picture he is seeing. Shouldn’t it be green, white, or yellow? Did Dream finally decide to change his style and color of clothes? He will be happy if he did. 

He blinks a few times and sees… Wilbur. Huh, how? What the fuck is happening with him. He must have a teleport. Because it is impossible to just be somewhere and boom he is somewhere else. Or maybe he time-traveled? 

He could have realized that scent went from flowers to the fresh smell of winter really quickly. Okay, he has his fair share of embarrassing moments so shut up. 

“You know, if Dream didn’t adopt you, I would make Phil do it” Wilbur said with a quiet chuckle. Why did Tommy melt? “Me and my little brother Tommy” What is happening to him? Why is he here? Something is wrong. 

He makes eye contact with Wilbur. “Error” flashing in front of his eyes and it won't stop. He can feel a headache forming. But he can't look away from brown eyes. There is something in them that makes him scared but safe at the same time. 

For a second “Error” stopped before his vision goes black. But Tommy can still feel his body, his mind doing normally as he can move right now. 

So when he can see finally, he sees a civilian running towards the exit of the burning building. Wait, the burning building? He tries to move but he can’t. He looks down to see a piece of furniture like half of the sofa probably, and a lot of planks that floor is made from fell from the floor above on his legs. He can’t feel them too. 

He looks around to see that he is in the lobby of one of the buildings in the middle part of the city. He can hear creaking on the floor above, it’s gonna fall soon. 

He looks at the exit, in the distance. He makes eye contact with Dream. They were waiting for him. Dream tries to run to him, to save him but others hold him back saying that the building was about to collapse. 

Tommy sends a soft smile his way as a way to comfort him that everything will be alright. He looks above the whole group of people cause he swears he saw something move on the building behind them. 

His eyes connect with brown ones so familiar to him but yet it looks like they don’t know each other at all. Brown eyes that gave him a feeling of safe now sends shivers down his spine. First time seeing him without his villain outfit is scary. So hard trying to look like normal citizen when in the heart he knows he never will be. 

He hears creaking once again before it collapses. He shoots out his power over the whole ceiling (that was a stupid decision) hoping that he founds a way out, somehow with his jelly legs that he doesn't feel so they aren’t even real jelly. 

“Error” and many numbers and words flashed in front of his eyes, making him even more tired. Smoke is filling his lungs making it harder to breathe. The last thing he sees before he goes unconscious is a woman with black hair smiling sadly at him. Floor and soon the whole building follows and covers Tommy’s body. They couldn’t find a body when they cleared a then building that became ash. 

They placed flowers all around the fountain in 1 district for the best sidekick of the last few years. Apollo was supposed to graduate this year and become a hero but that now is not possible. God may rest his soul. 

The whole Dream team was full-on crying barely supporting each other. Other heroes were there out of respect but the sunshine that left deserves more than respect but they can’t do anything to bring him back. Death is permanent. 

While they were praying, Tommy was fighting for his life. Smoke in his lungs made it hard to breathe. The needle going through his skin and knitting big injuries. 

A month passed and he was better but still needed to be in bed. Another month passed and he is out with his friend that saved him. At midnight they went and saw the fountain. Some flowers dried while others are fresh like they were blooming out of there. Tommy couldn’t suppress his tears. 

Now that he is dead in the world’s eyes, he can finally be normal. But can he now? 

Can he get out of the hero-villain-vigilante business? Stop fighting and live a peaceful life. I don’t think so. 

|~~~*~~~|

Tommy shoots forward. He can’t see anything and he can hear ringing in his ears. Was it seriously another nightmare? He is literally begging God to not have another panic attack. At least not tonight or well, at sunrise. He was looking around, waiting and rubbing at his eyes for a blurry picture to disappear. 

His eyes caught onto what he thinks is a window exploding with colorful colors. His shift starts soon. He needs to be at Las Nevadas casino at least at 7 am. This is gonna be hell. 

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The blurry picture is gone from his eyes after a few minutes. Clock looking back at him “5:17” it says. He feels a heaviness in the back of his head. He thinks nothing of it. 

After taking a shower, he feels fresh, like a nightmare didn’t happen. Like these weren’t his real memories he locked at the back of his mind. He is happy that at least he didn’t wake up someone. 

Speaking of waking up, he needs to wake up Purpled. That is like a death wish. If the knife isn’t gonna be pressed against his neck, he can tease him about becoming soft. 

He knocks on the door first. There are times when he is asleep or didn’t sleep at all, we will see what is now. There’s no reply or sound on the other side of the door. He knocks once again. Once again no sound. Here we go I guess. 

He slowly opens the door. He sees a very peaceful Purpled with his head splashed against blankets. Now, he would be peaceful if he didn’t have a dagger under his pillow and a gun under the bed. Something about safety protocols. 

He walks to the bed and slowly starts patting his head. He hopes that he wakes up. He can’t deal with a dagger this early in the morning. The only thing he gets out of him is snoring. 

Well on the harder part, it is. He lightly shakes him begging whatever God is out there to not get killed. 

Purpled’s eyes slowly open, while getting a yawn out. He looks tired. His purple eyes focus on Tommy before a small, sleepy smile is on his face. Well, this is new. 

For the first time, Purpled is a soft teenager over his protective and loyal “adult” self. “Morning” Tommy said taking blankets out of his hold “Morning” Purpled says sitting up still a little bit sleepy. 

“We need to eat, come on. Ranboo should be up already” Purpled just nods clearly not listening to him. “There will also be coffee” that catches his attention. He stands up and walks straight through the door not waiting for Tommy. 

Tommy sighs before turning around and heading for the door but the picture catches his attention. There is a kid in front of some building. It looks like he is an alien hybrid with his purple antennas that are slightly glowing. There are some other kids are playing behind him. It looks like an orphanage. In this picture, the boy is around 8 and looks a lot like Purpled. He puts the picture on the nightstand next to the door where he found it and goes to close his and Purpled’s room doors. It's not his business. 

He walks past others bedrooms founding out that everyone is awake. Even Tubbo which is a surprise in itself. Their rooms are next to each other in order Tubbo, Purpled, Tommy, and Ranbbo. Across their rooms are 2 bathrooms. 1st Tubbo and Purpled share and 2nd Tommy and Ranbbo cause it's easier than Tubbo having to walk all the way from the start of the hallway to the end of it just because of a bathroom. 

The smell of pancakes starts to get stronger as he walks from the hallway through the living room with each step getting closer to the kitchen. He leans against the kitchen counter. 

He can see Ranboo standing next to the stove humming under his breath, cooking pancakes by the smell. Purpled is at the desk with coffee that is almost gone but he doesn't look like he woke up a little bit. Tubbo… he is a different story. He is using his arms as a pillow as he lays his head against the table.

Tommy doesn't know why he is even awake. He doesn't need to do anything this early at least. 

Ranboo probably heard his footsteps because he looks up at him for a moment “Morning” Tubbo turns his head so he is looking at Tommy. All Tommy gets is a thumb up before Tubbo is in his era of imagining sleeping again. “Morning to you too” Tommy says chuckling like a little girl. 

Ranboo places a plate in front of everyone. Purpled goes to pour himself more coffee and get Tubbo a cup because how is this morning going he will fall asleep again and he said he has some meeting to attend. Probably for his father. 

As for Tommy, he is zoning out. He can't stop overthinking. 

Small talk was made during breakfast. Tubbo almost falls asleep and even four cups of coffee didn't help. Tommy was quiet most of the time. 

It was time to go. It’s 6:43 and how it is going they will be late. He and Purpled run all the way down the stairs. Tommy almost slams himself into the door of the building but Purpled grabbed his shoulder, pulled him towards him, and mumbled something about “We don't have time”. 

They ran out and looked for Charlie. They hear a honk before running in that direction. A black SUV car was waiting for them. 

“Ayup Slime” Tommy said like he just didn't run for five minutes straight. Being a vigilante really helps sometimes. 

“Ayup Tommy from Logstedshire” Slime replies as casually as he always does. He nods Purpled’s way with Purpled immediately returning it.

The car ride was comfortable as always. Soft, slow music playing in the background while Tommy is looking out of the window. His mind playing tricks on him.

They are getting closer to the golden gates that represent the border between Las Nevadas and Logstedshire. Small ends on both sides have a border with L’manburg, the richest part of the city, and Pogtopia, the poorest part of the city. 

With Charlie, it was easy to get in. While Purpled went to Quackity, Tommy went to get himself a coffee cause why not. 

Guards knew him already so it wasn’t hard to get to the hallway where Quackity’s office is. Before the doors are closed, he swears he saw a white mask with a smiley enter through the front door of the casino. 

He is running for his life to tell him that Dream is here. He can't see Tommy's face. Not at all.

He quickly throws open the office door to see Quackity and Purpled comfortably sitting and chatting with each other. Quackity raises his eyebrow at Tommy.

“Dream is here” Tommy panics while others just look at each other. It's too early for this shit to be happening. He isn't even supposed to be up this early as he sleeps till 9 am. 

Tommy knows his sleeping schedule like the back of his hand. Same with when he goes on patrol and else but what is this? 

“I'll talk with him” Quackity stands up from his chair behind the desk and motivate Tommy to sit. You don't sit on Lion’s place with or without reason. As for Tommy, these rules don't apply to him.

 He's unadopted son of Quackity, one man that probably knows your whole family and would never feel bad if he has to kill them. He probably knows all the secret identities of vigilantes, villains, and even heroes. 

If you want to know someone's identity or someone’s location or even look for someone that is missing, you ask Jester. 

You will either play some of the casino games against each other or you will tell him something no one knows. Only once he lost a game. It was against Schlatt. 

After Tommy sat in the chair, Quackity rushes out to see the situation. His quiet but calculated steps went away, leaving Purpled and Tommy alone. 

Tommy is panicking inside of himself. Cause Dream can't know his face, he can't know he is here, for god sake he can't know he is alive. 

“Look at me” voice breaks him out of his thoughts. Purpled is crouching in front of him. He can feel something sliding down his face. Are does tears. 

“He won't find you, shhh” Purpled said wiping tears from his face “No one is gonna kill you, not on my watch” That makes him cry more. He hugs Purpled. 

He forgot about the talk after being rescued. Where they admitted they put a bomb and let it explode at the request of Jester. Well, it was an agreement between Syndicate and Las Nevadas but still, you get the point. 

Syndicate wanted to kill him, it was all planned. Jester found it interesting that someone is such a danger to Syndicate that he had sent them to save him after the bomb exploded and when the building fell on him. 

Nobody except four of them doesn't know that Apollo is still alive. Syndicate thinks he is dead, Heroes think he is dead, rest of Las Nevadas think he is dead. They think that Tommy is just the kid that Tubbo met somewhere and now he is part of the family. 

Funny. 

|~~~*~~~|

Sure, Las Nevadas was since a start neutral ground. No Hero-villain business or you would be banned from ever going through the gates. 

It isn't a surprise to see a hero in a casino but Dream, then you need to be in a deep shit. 

Quackity steps in the public open area of Las Nevadas casino. He can see Eris looking at Dream, following his every move. 

She is part of a Syndicate. You would think she is a weak, little girl that would break. Let's just say, her water can cause chaos and more than that. Black combat pants with many daggers and a gun on her belt tell otherwise. Blue crop top hoodie that has a sea that we all used to draw at kindergarten on the bottom of the hoodie while on her arms and around her neck are clouds. Her pink hair is making her look badass. 

“Well, welcome. I didn't know you are going to come, I would have made it more traditional” Quackity said sarcastically. If a mask that is staring at him is saying anything, Dream is staring holes in his soul. 

“Good to see you too Quackity” His voice sharp. Well this is gonna be hell to deal with. 

“How about we go to your office because this isn't for anybody's ears” he looks at Eris for one second before looking at the Quackity once again. 

“Let me just get myself a drink” he said going to the bar. 

“One whiskey, please” Quackity said at the woman in front of him. She nods before turning around to get his order. 

He pulls out his phone and texts Purpled to get Tommy to the room where the rest of Las Nevadas are. 

A woman places a glass in front of him. “Thank you” he takes it and goes to Dream. 

He hopes they read a message. 

|~~~*~~~|

He would kill anybody that hurt Tommy. Daggers on his thighs and guns on his belt prove his point. 

He felt a vibration in his pocket. He unwraps his one hand from a hug to see what is it. 

It's the message from… Quackity. It says “Dream wants to go in the office for some deal, can you please get Tommy to others” Well shit. 

He quietly shakes Tommy. He is in a sleepy state since he almost falls asleep after crying himself out. 

He picks Tommy bridal style and carries him out of the office. 

He quietly closes the door before going his way. 

He knows this casino like the back of his hand. 

Turn right then left and the second door on the right is the place he is looking for. 

He opens it to see almost everyone there. Punz looks up almost immediately and points at the couch when he sees Tommy. Foolish waves and Slime just goes to sit next to Tommy to play with his hair. 

“What is happening” Punz asks when he sits in an armchair. “Dream is happening, he is here” Foolish looks up from the cards he has been messing around with “What, why” Purpled shrugs. 

“Tommy almost had a panic attack, just don't let Dream see him and everything will be alright” There are nods from everyone. 

Purpled puts his head in his hands. This is hell. 

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What he meant about the job at Las Nevadas is to go and talk with Quackity once a week. He didn’t want to wake up with dry tears and pity looks surrounding him. 

“Hey” Purpled whispers softly “Hello” Purpled smiles at him “You have been sleeping for almost the whole day” Tommy’s sleepy state is wiped off his mind in a matter of seconds. 

“I have called Tubbo and told him we are gonna be late for lunch” Lunch, what. Purpled must have seen his confusion cause be continued “It’s 5 pm” Tommy nods. He had slept almost the whole day. Amazing. 

“Go and say hi to Quackity or he will think you got kidnapped and will tear this city apart to find you” Purpled chuckles. Tension is rising in his shoulders “Okay”

He can’t stop counting the steps he takes while going to the Quackity’s office. 1..2..3..4..5..6..7..8..9..10 and repeat. Again, again and again. Until he gets to the door of the office at the number 43. It’s an uneven number and he dislikes it. 

He knocks at the door 4 times like some type of code because everyone knocks 3 times. Small “Come in” can be heard behind the door. 

He opens the door to see Quackity signing some papers. “Oh, you are awake” small nod is all he got. “We are going home, came to say hi before going” Tommy is smiling, remembering the words Purpled said. 

He looks right from Quackity expecting to look out of the window while Quackity looks around and gives him the sweets he always gets at the end of his visits. What he didn’t expect is for his smile to start failing. 

On the couch against the wall is the one and only Siren. He quickly realizes that he is half smiling so he puts on his fake smile before looking at Quackity and nodding says “See you” before closing the door. 

He is running to the room again. All he can think is Siren saw him, he knows he is alive, he will kill him, Syndicate will kill him, he’s dead, he’s dead, he’s dead as fuck. 

|~~~*~~~|

Purpled is in the room on his phone. Everyone left saying they had a job to do. So when Tommy throws open the door looking like he is holding tears who is he to not help? 

“Are you okay?” Purpled says running and holding his elbow and hand slowly leading him to the couch. Tommy's knees give out before he is on his knees, repeatedly trying to take a breath while tears stain his vision.

He can feel someone taking his hand slowly before putting it on something "Try to follow my breathing” a small, quiet voice comes through his buzzing ears. 

He now realizes that his hand is on someone’s chest that is slowly moving. He tries to mimic it and slowly but surely it is getting easier to breathe. 

He hugs Purpled staining his hoodie with tears. He is exhausted and hungry but nothing is looking as good as sleeping. 

Purpled is running his hand down and up Tommy’s back trying to calm him down. Before he knows it he is asleep. 

Purpled picks him up in bridal style once again before exiting through the door. He is speed walking to the back exit of the casino. He turns around the corner to see Quackity and Siren talking together.

Siren looks up behind the Quackity to see whose footsteps are echoing in the hallway. Quackity must have noticed because he turned around. Purpled just walks past them not caring at all. 

Quackity starts walking with him “What happened” Purpled snarls at the back of his throat “He had a fucking panic attack” Quackity puts his hand on his shoulder and stops him. 

“Charlie will take you home, you don’t look alright” Purpled stills for a moment, his mind stopping ”I’m fine” Quackity glares at him but says nothing. 

“By the grip you have on his shoulder, you aren't” Siren says walking up to them from behind Quackity. Purpled realizes his strong grip on Tommy’s shoulder before letting go. 

“Okay” Purpled says quietly. He continues walking forward until turning left in the hallway that has stairs that lead to the back door exit. 

“Call me when you get home” Quackitys voice echoes around the hallways. 

Running down the stairs with the person in your arms is definitely not safe. But he needs to get home as fast as he can. 

Charlie is leaning against the car as he approaches the private parking they have behind the casino. He can feel someone’s eyes on him but he can’t think straight right now. 

Charlie opens the back sits door and lets them get in. Purpled puts Tommy’s head on his shoulder and takes a deep breath. 

His mind calmed down and he looks around for eyes that have been following him this whole time. 

He makes eye contact with Eris who is leaning against the car watching both his and Charlie’s movements. 

Car is already in a movement when he breaks out of his thoughts. 

|~~~*~~~|

He can feel the headache fighting his sleepy mind. He opens his eyes before closing them after a few seconds. He can't see shit.

He can hear some sounds through the door. He opens his eyes to see he is in fact not in his room. From the color of it, he is in Ranboo’s room. 

He looks around trying to remember shit but sounds, that now he realizes are shouting, are getting louder.

 He stands up grabbing the bed for support before being able to stand on his own but not for too long. 

He slowly every few seconds leans against the wall with his arm for support. 

Walking out of Ran’s room and through the hallway to the living room was painful, to say the least. 

Shouting is getting louder, damn his headache is just getting worst. 

From the doorframe, he can see Purpled in the kitchen and Tubbo leaning against the counter. They are talking loudly about something. 

Ranboo is sitting on the couch rethinking his life probably. He looks sleepy as well. 

Tommy sits next to him and leans his head against their shoulder. He makes confused noise as he snaps out of his thoughts. He puts his arm around Tommy’s shoulder and puts him closer slowly leaning back on the couch so they are both comfortable. 

Bickering is not stopping. It looks like they haven't even seen Tommy in the room. Ranboo and Tommy are just watching a movie while others are arguing. To be fair, Tommy’s ADHD is satisfied with background noise. It keeps him grounded and focused on the movie. 

From what he heard, the papers that Quackity was signing were a contract between Las Nevadas and Syndicate. Now it's unsigned because of him. 

He was a deal breaker. He isn't dead. Siren stopped Quackity from signing it. Because of him. He ruined everything and will continue to until he is 6 feet under. 

Siren immediately called Zephyrus and told him everything. How Apollo is still alive and he saw him. 

Nobody knows what to do next. 

|~~~*~~~|

Purpled looks from Tubbo, frustrated. He sees…Tommy? Since when is he awake? He puts his index finger up that is saying quiet and with his eyes looks at Tommy and Ranboo for a second with his eyes before once again the look is on him, the look that he's sending saying look.

Tubbo looks and his face goes from worried to confused. Tommy is awake? Since when? 

Tommy must have noticed that they stopped talking because he turns to them before waving. They wave back with still confusion written on their faces. 

“What time is it” the tired teen asks “Umm” Tubbo looks around but remembers they don't have clocks on the walls and he left his phone in his room “Fuck”. 

“It's 8:37” Purpled says looking up from his watch. Tommy hums and returns his attention to the tv again.

“Your shift starts at 10 am right” All Tubbo got is a thumb up. 

|~~~*~~~|

He is running. What is with him and almost always being late? 

Luckily the cafe isn't far from here. Why does he feel like something bad is about to happen? 

He runs through the door of the cafe. They open in- he looks at the clock on the wall- 7 minutes. He sighs, relief showing in his eyes. 

He looks around taking in the place. It didn't change, well, of course, he was on break for two weeks. Of course, nothing will change. 

The dark oak tables and chairs, white and black tiles that go zig-zag for the flour, walls start with white that is crossing into grey and then the top of the walls are black as well as the ceiling. The ceiling is covered in small stars that, believe it or not, can illuminate small light filled with selected colors. It creates small light that you can see enough but it's still dimmed when lights are off. It's designed for children to not get bored while waiting. There are plants in every corner of the room. 

It's cozy and it smells of many pastries and flowers all at once. But what catches his attention is a specific smell he hasn't smelled in a couple of years. 

He knows Niki is in the backroom baking because she always is when he comes. Though he needs to check what she exactly baking, if she is baking what he thinks she is then he will hug her on the spot and thank her a million times. 

When he walks into the backroom, Niki’s back is turned to him. He quietly walks behind her until she is just out of arm's reach. Due to the height, Tommy was able to see what was she doing. 

He gasps loudly, Niki stills before turning her head to look at him. She smiles a little bit before turning around with a tray full of cupcakes with panda’s faces. 

He started tearing up. He waited for Niki to put down the tray before hugging her. She hugged him back immediately with a small shhh escaping her every few seconds. 

She really just made him cry with cupcakes but it's okay. These cupcakes held many memories. Friday's at the sunset, random rooftops, laughs, talks, and many more. 

The man that used to sell them had a cafe close to the tower. He and Tommy got along. He thinks his name was Bad but he isn't sure. He was kind but he had the same power as Hades. Those like him were dangerous. 

What is worst is that after Hades was arrested cafe stopped working after a few days too. Tommy didn't know what happened. Next thing he knows, that place was sold and he never ever heard from the owners. 

It was bad that those cupcakes were his favorite and nobody knew the recipe and nobody sold them so they were gone forever. 

He described favor to Niki and she says she could try to do something but he needed to understand that she won't guess it in one go. He knew it and agree to taste as many cupcakes as he needed to. 

They tasted like strawberry chocolates with whipped cream. It was basically every other cupcake with a panda face but it was a little different. It was filled with chocolate that had a slight taste of strawberries. 

He had high hopes. Who wouldn't when it's Niki, the owner of the best cafe in the whole of L’manburg? Everyone loves her, she is kind and helps everyone in this mess of a world. 

It's bad she is too kind for this world, every second she could get hurt. Sure she had that ‘big sister’ energy but Tommy promised himself that he would protect her. Till the end. 

When he calmed down, he took the tray and went to sit on the couch to try one cupcake while Niki went to open the cafe. He sat down, carefully looking at the cupcakes as his stomach silenced itself. 

This will be the first time he ate those without Dream. He picks up a cupcake, his smiling face looking at Tommy like it's haunting him. 

He hesitantly brought it up to his lips before sighing. Taking a bit, he relaxes a little. The cupcake is almost the same as the original one. It just needs more strawberry taste. 

He hums as he eats the rest of the cupcakes. He stands up before taking the tray to the table nearby and making a note to pack it and take home later. 

He walks out of the back room. Niki is a little bit cleaning around the counter before they open which is in the minute. 

The first 3 hours went fine. The customers went in and out. He talked a bit with a few regulars and met new faces. 

Then a person he never wanted to meet again walked in and Tommy just wanted to smash his head against the counter. 

“What do you want bitch, say it quick, I don't have much time” Tommy turns to make another drink totally listening. 

“Well, you see” Wilbur starts “I don't think it matters what I order because you will make something else” Tommy can't help but make a little smile. He remembers how problematic he was but always helped with crimes.

“Black coffee for and green tee with 2 little spoons of honey but please don't do anything with it, it's for my brother, you can do anything with black coffee” literally begs. Who is Tommy to say no? 

So…he might or might not put 20 little spoons of sugar in black coffee cause why not. He could just not put honey in a green tee but then he will be mean to Techno and yes he might be the villain but he was nice to Tommy sometimes. 

“Order for Wilbur” he just left it there while he starts his next drink. The bastard sat at the counter just staring at him. 

The bell signalized the next customer. He looks up before quickly running into the backroom. Shit, Dream, and Sapnap. 

He asks Niki if they can switch for a little bit, he would look after the croissants and she would do drinks for a few minutes. He lies that he can feel his blood pressure dropping. 

She rushes him to the couch before giving him his sweets and coffee she wanted to drink while baking but didn't before going to the customers. He had low blood pressure before so she knew what to do. 

He feels bad about lying but what needs to be done will be done. He picks up a few sweets and eats them because he doesn’t have much to do. As for Niki… 

“What can I get you” Niki says as she gives Wilbur a look. As for Wilbur, he’s looking at Dream rather intensely. He would rather have him on the floor choking on his blood but he is needed or something so no killing any time soon. 

“One iced coffee and latte please" Niki hums before taking a pen “Name” Wilbur smiles. It's hard to know Dream's face AND real name. “Clay” she quickly writes the name before turning around to make the order. 

“Emm… order for Clay” Niki says as she finishes drinks “Excuse me” she looks up to see the same man ”I must ask but do you have chocolate cupcakes with a slightly strawberry taste” She raises her eyebrow. How did he know? He must have seen her confusion “By the smell” aha. 

“Sorry, but we don’t sell does. I made them as a surprise gift for my friend in the backroom” She smiles sadly at him ”Well… could I maybe ask them to share” She nods before going in the backroom to get Tommy. 

Wilbur just smiles, knowing Tommy with be fucked when he comes out of the backroom. 

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Niki comes out without Tommy. Wilbur was sad because there is no drama for him, oh well. 

She hands Dream one cupcake before they thank her and walk out of the cafe. 

Wilbur is just waiting for when will Tommy return to mess with him more. 

|~~~*~~~|

Tommy was cleaning after closing for the day. It's around 9 pm and he is ready to crash on his bed. 

He locks the cafe door before putting his keys in his pocket. He keeps going his way. 

His phone vibrates but he doesn't have the energy to see what is it. He turns around the corner and continues walking before zoning out. 

Not a second later there is a big hero-villain fight going on in front of him. He runs into an alleyway closest to him and holds his breath. Nobody can see him or he will be screwed. 

There is shouting and loud banging of weapons that rings through the streets. 

All noises started mixing before becoming dull. What snaps him out of it is screaming and a big bang further in the alleyway he is in. 

Yelling is the last thing everyone hears before it becomes deadly quiet. In quiet it can be heard crying and whispers. 

Tommy with his shaky hands takes his phone and turns the flashlight on. It isn’t as noticeable as it needs to be because of the street lamp next to the alleyway. It doesn’t light up the further area where he needed to go. 

He started slowly walking. It’s obvious that someone is on the street still. He covers his mouth to stop a gasp from escaping.

His brother is in front of him covered in blood. He can see that his green hoodie has a hole that is going through his stomach and it’s leaking many many blood. His ankle is dislocated.

He quickly steps towards him and crouches next to his ankle to locate it the right way. If he is gonna heal his stomach, might as well heal everything else that is damaged. 

His knees hit a poodle of blood, not even caring. He quickly cleans the injury of any fabric. There weren't almost any. 

He puts his shaking hands on his stomach, trying to concentrate with loud calling noises calling for Dream. 

His hands start to glow red, his signature color. Blood on the floor quickly returns to its place with the ankle slowly healing. The hole is slowly but surely closing. 

He knows steps are getting closer, calling voices louder but only a few seconds more. 

He quickly runs over Dream further into the alleyway. He knows those alleyways like the back of his hand. He hears a gasp before coughing that doesn’t sound like it will stop any second now. 

He hears loud footsteps before loud talking and crying. 404 and Flame quickly take Dream to Hero Tower.

Tommy only now realized that he is leaning against the wall with tears falling down his face. He tries to stand up but his legs don’t want to listen. Everything is hurting. 

He looks at his phone a few feet away from him. He crawls to his phone before wiping his tears to try and clean his vision a little bit. He looks at his notification. 

“Hero-Villain alert, please everyone stay away from the part of the Logstedshire-Pogtopia area until further notice” his hands started shaking even more, why didn’t he look, why is he stupid? 

He looks at 16 missed calls from Tubbo and 8 messages from Purpled. Ranboo doesn’t need to send anything. He always told him that if he is in danger to click the button on his watch or his shoes somehow. 

Streets are deadly silent. Not even a breathing can be heard. He clicks the call button. Tubbo immediately answers. He started saying something but went quiet once he heard crying. 

“C-can Ran-n come” he says trying to breathe. Tubbo hums and asks small “Where” “S-second alleyway, l-left” that had gotten the message across. 

He is trying his best to keep himself awake. His eyes slip closed before opening again but it’s becoming harder every fucking second. 

He feels arms under his knees and on his back. He puts his face in Ranboo’s shirt, taking in a breath of alliums, letting his mind wander knowing he is safe. He’s asleep when he gets home. 

|~~~*~~~|

Purpled is quite angry. Tubbo is trying his best to not break something. Being a ram hybrid is quite difficult. Every hybrid has at least one person they deeply care about. 

And they get quite angry when they don't hurt someone who caused damage to a person under their protection. 

As for alien hybrids. They are protective over only one person all the time. They have more people as friends, and family, sure but if you and the person they consider their universe are in danger then you can say goodbye to your life. 

Every hybrid has a special name for the person they care for. For aliens is “universe”, for birds is “sunshine”, for piglins is “gold” and many many more. 

Purpled is in the room with Tommy, waiting for him to wake up. Ranboo is right now doing everything in his power to keep Tubbo calm and collected and not have to renovate their house once again. For the fifth time. 

Neighbors quite mind their loudness. It was always annoying. Enderman with anxiety is trying his best. But it's not enough. Things are breaking, shouting is echoing around them. 

Last thing Purpled needs is grumpy Tommy, angry Tubbo, and a panic attack from Ranboo. 

Tommy is turning around in his sleep. That is if he is still asleep. 

'Is he asleep' he asks his mind. He gets a clear answer after a lot of numbers and words went through his vision 'Tommy is asleep. Chance of waking up: loading… 78%’ he sighs. Well fuck. 

He stands up from his spot on the chair next to the bed and goes for the door. There is still shouting but he doesn't care about it enough to understand what are they saying. 

Walks over the leg of the chair and some flowers and one broken vase on his way to the kitchen. The living room was a mess, the hallway was completely fine. 

The kitchen ehh… could be better. Some drawers are thrown on the floor with things they had in them. 

Some plates and forks are on the floor, a cup here and there, thank God there are no knives he needs to avoid. 

He gets a glass to fill it with water. Half of them were missing. He turns to go to the fridge. Something smashes against the wall on his left. He slightly flinches. 

He quickly gets a plate of spaghetti they had for lunch the day before. He puts it on a tray and speeds walk to his room. 

Something went past him while he was speed-walking to his room. He looks to see a frame with the picture of 4 of them. 

He crouches down, one side of the tray is on his hand while the other is resting against his leg. He picked up a picture and puts it in his pocket. 

Yelling is following his every step to his room. When doors are closed it becomes a bit more peaceful. 

He puts the tray on the nightstand next to the bed. ‘Chance of Tommy waking up’ he waits 2 seconds before the answer shoved up ‘89%’ Oh… any moment now. 

He goes on his phone to see news he didn't expect. "Dream addresses about fight yesterday and what happened after he was stabbed by Ares” There was a whole interview about it, might as well see what is it about. 

“Dream, welcome” Karl says. From what Tommy said to them, Karl is also a hero but also does interviews with heroes and has a popular show because of it. They shake hands before Dream takes to sit on the couch across from the armchair Karl is in. 

“So we all heard there was a fight yesterday between the top 3 villains and top 3 heroes. Can you tell us more about what happened” Dream nods. “We got the call that the building caught on fire and the villains were seen doing it. Originally it was supposed to be top 5 heroes to see what happened”

“But why wasn't there a 4th or 5th hero on the scene” Karl obviously knows why but still asks “5th hero, Royal is still hurt after a fight last week and is trying his best to help in Hero Tower because he is ordered to not leave as a hero as long as he is hurt” Karl hums “And 4th hero, Captain is retired as we all know but still kept in the system because she would be called when something really important is happening” Karl hums once again. 

“Now on to the question that everyone talked about yesterday” Dream tilts his head like the Parrot "What happened when you were thrown in the air by Ares after being stabbed” 

“I went unconscious after I hit the floor. When I woke up, 404 and Flame had to keep shaking me or I would fall asleep. They quickly took me to the medbay at Hero Tower. Our healer told me that I was already healed. I was confused as well as the other two. He run some tests and asked me how I was feeling and some other stuff. What weird him out was that there was no blood on my hoodie and later we found out there wasn't blood in the alleyway I've flown into. We guess it was some powerful healer because not many can just make the blood go back into the body while healing” Dream said stopping to think from time to time. 

“Did you find out who it was?” Karl says excitedly. Dream shakes his head “404 and Flame didn't see anyone walk in or out of the alleyway. When we investigated, we found footsteps and handprints in the mud further in the alleyway. Right now we are trying to find out who it was and maybe give them a job at Hero Tower” Karl nods. 

“Well, that are all questions I have. It was nice to talk to you Dream” They stand up and once again shake each other’s hand “Likewise” 

Purpled turns off his phone. He has his forehead on his hand, trying to just think about anything else than Tommy helping their worst enemy. 

“They are not going to take me, are they” a small voice asks him. He flinches slightly from the unexpected noise. “I won't let them” He looks at Tommy that is now sitting up, leaning against the bed frame while looking at the Purpled with pleading eyes. 

“Please don't let them” he says with a voice that signaled he is on the edge of a breakdown. He quickly hugs him, kissing his hair “I won’t, I promise” Tommy just hugs him tighter. 

Tubbo was losing his shit. He talked with Wilbur yesterday when everyone fell asleep. 

The plan was pushed forward because everything is going faster than expected. He isn't ready, he didn't do his tech and evidence-wait evidence. God this is messed up. 

Tubbo stops moving out of nowhere. Ranboo lets out a confused noise. “Ranboo, God the evidence” Once again he is confused. “Evidence about what”

Tubbo facepalms. “The plan with you know who, that motherfucker” he whispers the last part. Ranboo takes their memory book out before flipping through the pages. 

“Isn't it supposed to be in like 5 months or something?” Ranboo said tracing over the date written in his book before closing the said book. 

"They pushed it forward” Tubbo sighs “Next week or the week after that” Tubbo shrugs. “Well fuck” Ranboo says under his breath. 

|~~~*~~~|

Tommy has his moments but now he is just being dumb. He decided to go to patrol later that night. 

Tubbo was asleep as well as others so he had no one to talk to or tell him about crimes reported. 

Since they lived closer to Pogtopia, it was easier to get to the route that he patrols whenever he can. 

Purpled isn't patrolling tonight because he is sleeping, duh. Pogtopia was made from 10 districts that are from the 35th to the 45th district. 

Tommy or well, Theseus is what his vigilante persona is called, wound patrol 38th, 39th and 40th districts, and Purpled 37th, 36th, and 35th districts. 

Slimecicle or well, Slime another vigilante friend patrols the 41st and 42nd districts. 

Punz sometimes patrols the 43rd, 44th, and 45th districts. The fact that Purpled and Punz don't have vigilante names just makes Tommy laugh. They just said everyone that their names are those and no one knows their real names. They can just go with does names but what can others do? Try to kill them, haha. No one wants to mess with people under Jester's protection. 

Only these two are under his protection publicly out of vigilantes because they were seen with Jester before. Tommy and the rest didn't want to because people could start questioning and then connect the dots so only villains and every criminal in the city know they are as well under his protection. 

Before he starts his patrol, he needs to go to the alleyway close to Niki’s cafe. 

Fun fact; “Nihachew’s” is on the border between L’manburg and Logstedshire. It's also the most famous cafe in the whole of L’manburg. 

Who is he kidding, he is just trying to distract himself from thinking about yesterday. 

He is going because he believes he dropped his wallet. With all his money and informations in it, he can only hope nobody took it. 

When he arrives, he can see many many muddy footsteps left in front of the alleyway. Of course, they investigated, what did he think. 

He walks in, grabbing his flashlight from the black belt on his red baggy pants with many, too many pockets. His red hoodie with white stripes has two daggers in case something happened with his belt where are his main weapons. 

His red mask with white and black stripes are hiding the fact that he is scared. Biting on his lower lip as he walks further into the alleyway. 

He is looking around trying to find his wallet but it's nowhere. 

“Chat, can you tell me where is my wallet” he mumbles under his breath. Numbers and words went through his vision before the answer is delivered ‘It’s 2 feet away, behind you’

“Looking for this” Voice says from behind him. He froze completely because he knows that voice. Fuck. 

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His legs finally unfreeze and he turns around. Who else would it be than Dream? For fuck sake man is everywhere.

He has his wallet in his hand. He doesn't need to see his face to know he is having his smug face on. His body language is saying so.

“Not mine, a friend’s that has been going through here from work” He better didn't open it.

Documents are fake, sure but there is his face and he doesn't need the truth thrown in his face right now. Not by the person that he still sees as a brother figure

He throws it at Theseus, knowing he will catch it. “Tell your friend to be more careful” he obviously knows that is a lie but what can Tommy do? Delete man's memory.

Wait he can do that. But he won't too. Why, he doesn't know.

“I will” He turns around to jump on the rooftop of the building behind him and continue his patrol.

Why did he think it was going to be that easy?

His hands connected with the wall, slightly hurting him. The energy that wraps around his torso turns him around before pulling him in the air and once again bumping his back against the wall. His legs are like 3 feet away from the floor and he isn't a fan of it.

“You aren't a good liar, you know” He nods, holding back a hiss.

“I don't have anything against vigilantes” Theseus knows that is true “But Heroquaters wants you because of your powers” His hands are behind him so close to the ‘Help’ button on his belt but yet so far.

He isn't sure if anyone will help because they are asleep but still.

Who is he lying? All three have fucking fire alarms on their phones as alarms when someone needs help.

They would wake up immediately. He hopes so. He presses it and now all he can do is hope.

“Is this what I get for saving you from a fucking death” He whispers. He is just trying to buy himself some time because fuck if he is going to survive being taken to Hero Tower.

“I will feel bad but it's better for you to be there or I will be punished by the government” Now that is interesting. He starts turning and kicking against the wall behind him, anything that will give him an advantage.

Across the street, he can see a second-long dark purple flash before Dreams speaks.

“Don’t even try. If you succeed in getting away from me, there are always eyes by two more heroes on you” So first, Ender is here, that is good. Second, 404 and Flame are here somewhere. That is bad.

Two masks had a staring contest before there is a scream. It sounded like a woman screaming somewhere close to them.

Dream brings his hand to his ear, not taking his eyes off Theseus.

“One of you go check what is happening, the other should stay” He recognizes those. He always called them headphones because it is that, just more modern but their true name is Communicator or something like that.

Those are normal wireless headphones but Sam, a now ex-hero, built-in them microphone that doesn't pick up sound from around the person that is talking and has finger recognition that eyes physically can't see. It will only recognize the talking that is person making only if it recognizes a fingerprint.

The only reason he knows this, he had it. Well, he still has it, just doesn't use it. He has no one to talk to.

It also has a locator but Bee disabled it.

Dream waits for a few seconds and listens. Nothing else can be heard except Tommy’s deep breathing as he is trying to calm down cause he won't die.

“Well, where were we” Tommy looks behind Dream and sees Ender and well Purpled slowly creeping around the wall before slowly walking toward them. They stopped once Dream stopped talking.

Tommy continues to stare daggers into the mask where he knows his eyes are.

“Listen, kid” Tommy hisses. He is 19, why does everyone call him kid “It would be better if you approved to-” Bang.

Purpled successfully knock out Dream and Tommy gasped for breath cause all the time he could feel his lungs closing slowly.

Ender was holding his shoulder for support in seconds while Purpled just stared at him “I'm fine, I'm fine” God, he is happy to be fine after this.

Purpled meets his eyes before looking at Dream laying on the floor unconscious. He slowly meets his eyes again.

Tommy sighs. He crouches next to Dream while Ender just looks confused. He presses a button on his boots that he knows will send help wanted and location to Hero Tower.

They quickly teleport out of there.

|~~~*~~~|

As soon as they teleported home, he got slapped across the back of his head. Tubbo is angry, that is not good. He doesn't have the energy to argue.

“What fuck did you think about. If you went with them, it could have been a trick to arrest you or even kill you” Tubbo continued yelling while Tommy sat on the couch and listen to Tubbo yelling.

Purpled sat at the kitchen counter, eating an apple while looking at the mess still left on the floor. They said they would clean it today but didn't so tomorrow it is.

Ranboo straight up went into his room, too tired for this shit.

“Hey Purpled” Tommy said cutting off Tubbo “How did you walk past Flame and 404” Tubbo gasped. “What” he yells.

Purpled shrugs before smirking “Paid woman 50 dollars to scream. Knock out Flame when he came. Saw 404 on the rooftop. Knock him out too. Then knocked out Dream and that is it. Nothing special” Tommy nods.

Tubbo is there, mouth wide open from shock. “Why the fuck are you stupid” Tubbo muttered after a moment of shock.

Tommy yawns. "I have a shift at the cafe tomorrow” he doesn't want to go but has to.

He stands up slowly, exhaustion catching up to him. “Good night” He says slowly walking to his room.

Two good nights were said behind him. He ignores all the broken pieces of trash on the floor as he walks past them.

He hopes on his bed, immediately drifting into his dreamless sleep.

|~~~*~~~|

Why can't this bitch leave him alone? Like he is a magnet to the metal that is called Wilbur.

The bitch is once again drinking his black coffee. Fucking disgusting.

Slowly less and less customers and coming. That is until he sees a green hair man that he sees as another father figure.

Parental figures in total, he has… 3 for now. And they don't compete who is the best which he is glad about.

“Hey Sam” Sam, an ex-hero. He left soon after Tommy ‘died‘. How Schlatt approved that, he doesn't know.

Quackity made him an offer one and a half months after his leaving.

He accepted it. He had his reasons but he didn't want to be on scene anymore. Quackity was okay with that.

He remembers when he first saw him. It was a meeting for all members to meet the new member. Tommy was a member of Las Nevadas for around the month at that time.

Now it's 3 full years and some months. His vigilante persona was created as well as Foolish joined not long after.

They are family now.

Wilbur almost spits the coffee out of his mouth because of the name. Oh, yeah, they know each other. Well, they worked together after all.

Wilbur doesn't dare to look up.

One rule that Schlatt made that definitely helped everyone is not to reveal your name and face until you trust that person. After that, you can reveal whatever you want and will need to bear the consequences.

He knew most of the hero’s identities. Warden was Sam, he knows Hecate’s name was Philza. Dolos was Wilbur, Dream, 404 and Flame are self-explaining, he worked with them and basically lived with them. Well, with Dream but two others were there more than Dream himself.

He knows Captain is Puffy. She raised him when he left Tower and helped him heal damage from the fallen building. There was an outgoing joke in Tower that Captain was Dream’s mother. She saw him like his duckling. And then Tommy got that role too. He almost cried.

And then there is Royal. Eret that helped him more times than he can think. They bonded over the multiple dangers they experienced. Tommy can proudly say, he sees him like a brother.

“Tommy” Voice snaps him out of his thoughts “Oh, Sam yes, what do you want to drink” he says smiling.

“Usual” Tommy nods. So iced coffee.

“So how are you” Sam asks trying to break the silence “I'm good, how is it at work” Tommy asks. Sam might be an ex-hero but he works with Syndicate because of contact with Las Nevadas.

Wait a second, he looks at Wilbur. How can he be that stupid?

“Now that contract isn't signed, I have nothing to do there” Tommy hums. Sam was part of the contract because Syndicate needed someone that can fix their suits and Sam was the only one that knew how to.

The contract went something like Syndicate will get supplies of whatever they need and Quackity needs to know their identities and be in every meeting or someone he trusts. It doesn't matter.

They sign these contracts every year, on exactly the same day. If there are any deal breakers, Syndicate would come to Las Nevadas Casino where would meeting be between all members of Syndicate and Las Nevadas.

Syndicate members are SBI, Eris, and Talos as already everyone knows, but Tommy never met Talos.

They once before had a deal breaker, well while Tommy was a member but Talos was hurt and couldn't come.

“That reminds me when is the meeting” He asks as he hands Sam his coffee.

He shrugs “Las Nevadas will have a meeting tonight to see what time works for us and then we will see with Syndicate” Tommy hums “I can't come tonight” Wilbur looks up at him after starting at the counter and listening to the whole conversation.

“Why, are you alright” Tommy smiles “I'm fine but have to meet an old friend tonight. Can you also tell Quackity that” Sam nods.

“See you kid at the big meeting” Sam ruffles his hair before turning around and walking away “See you” Tommy yells after him.

Wilbur is again staring at the counter probably trying to process all of this. Tommy laughs.

|~~~*~~~|

"Ranboo, did you take all pieces” Ranboo hums. Ranboo has been picking up broken pieces of everything Tubbo broke. Tubbo was cleaning trash he had thrown and stains from tables and other staff. It was mostly coffee stains but some stains won’t go away.

“Hey Tubbo” Ranboo said picking up glass pieces from the broken frame “Did you see the picture from here” Tubbo looks from the kitchen to the current place “No, I didn't” he walks to the hallway and crouched next to Ranboo.

“Wait, isn't this where we placed the microphone on that picture” Ranboo nods remembering “Fuck”

|~~~*~~~|

Theseus is going to meet an old friend. More like a brother.

Royal is waiting for him at the top of Niki’s bakery. He is sitting and looking at the stars. He always loved doing that.

When the two of them were going together on patrol because Dream needed to be somewhere, the two of them would stop on some high building and star gaze together.

That were times he will never forget.

“Hey, do you have informations” Tommy asks, afraid someone will see them talking “Yes, I do”

|~~~*~~~|

"Good morning, sweetheart” Says a woman with black hair and dark chocolate eyes that he learned is Kristin.

“Good morning miss” she giggles “Well, Tommy are you ready” Miss Kristin says. At the time Tommy didn't know who she was or what was she doing.

He knew that one day, he was taken from the street by a kind man. He was given a room with a bed and wardrobe and told that he needs to be awake at 6 am.

He would eat and go to one room that has Kristin in. She always wore black combat pants with black boots. She always had a black sweater with a black coat. One thing that specified her was her black necklace with a purple crystal in the middle.

Later he would realize that she was head of the army. And there was the reason why was she teaching him. 

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What are those memories? He never had flashbacks or really remembered the time before the age of 12 when Dream found him.

 He remembered small things but nothing much like his life with his parents, he remembered that a bit and… some things that he was ordered to do. 

He can still feel pain in his head, his heart beating loudly in his ears and screams, cries, yelling, all of that carved in his brain with no memories from where that happened. 

Tommy shakes his head. He will think about it later. 

“Tell me what you know” Theseus says, determined. 

“Dream hasn't been okay since the whole incident as you know, but it has been getting bad these last few weeks” How, he was always fine, even that day at a cafe when he didn't talk with him but that doesn't mean he didn't listen behind the closed door. 

“I just know it, okay” He must have read his reaction through the mask “He doesn't show it, but I know him for more than 5 years, and after working with him, I know his habits” Theseus opens his mouth to say something, but Royal doesn't let him “He rarely comes out of his room anymore, he doesn't even let Sapnap or George in anymore” that is concerning as hell.

“He only walks out of his room if he is called by a higher one's and he was seen with Major a lot lately” Oh that definitely isn't good.

“He is following him like a lost puppy. Everyone has seen them whisper to each other like they are big villains discussing an attack” Royal rolls his eyes.

“He hasn’t been talkative as he always is” Royal also says. Okay if anything set Tommy off guard, that it's. He is not talking? That can mean that he is keeping something serious, wanting to tell someone so badly but not being allowed to. So he shuts his mouth to accidentally not spill it out.

“For fuck sake, what is happening” Theseus whispers. If it's anything with Major, that doesn't mean anything good.

“I don't know, but if it has to do with Major it probably isn't good at all” Royal grabs him by the shoulders making him look up at him. 

"I need you to trust me on this one” Theseus nods, hugging him a second later. 

Royal returns the hug, looking around. He felt eyes on them the whole time. 

|~~~*~~~|

Eris was sad, to say the least. She was pissed at first, that is an understatement but now she is sad. 

The vigilante she favored over other ones is leaning more toward the hero’s side. That's sad. 

She would scoop him into her arms and protects him until she is dead but now, it looks like he doesn't want that. 

Too bad. He would make a perfect villain with his power. They could use a healer right now. And it's also rumored among the people that he must have some intelligent power because of the insane ways to run away from both heroes and villains. 

Once he got chased by Ares and got cornered. He jumped on his shoulders before doing a backflip and running away. Ares was trying to process that and got disoriented and lost him.

Well too bad now. All she wants is for them to get off her cafe. She got a “Someone is going around the cafe” danger notification and now this.

|~~~*~~~|

1st ring… 2nd ring… 3rd ring….

“Hey, why are you calling” Wilbur says as he answers the phone “We are in deep shit and we need your help” Wilbur makes confused noise “What”

“One of the microphones is missing and we can't find it, we think they have it” There is silence on both ends. 

“Are you sure” Tubbo can hear loud footsteps on the other side of the line “It's nowhere, we checked everything” Ranboo is sitting on the couch thinking about where it could be? 

“We might be able to find it but you need to give us time” Wilbur says, typing can be heard in the background “Yeah, alright”

“Guys, I'm home” Purples shouts from the front door, looking at them like they haven't noticed him. To be fair, they didn’t. 

“Oh, hey. What did Quackity have you do for you to be this late home” Ranboo asks concerned. 

“Fucking Schlatt, it was” Tubbo looks up, what “Wanted to have some deal with Quackity, I don't even know how we made him leave” Well, that can't be good. Can it be now? 

“I'm tired, I will go sleep” He goes to the door frame that separates the hallway from the living room but turns around last second “Did Tommy get back” Ranboo shakes his head. Purpled hums before going to his room. 

He opens the door before slowly closing it. He puts his gun from his belt under his pillow and the knives he took with him back into the collection. 

He sits down, his gaze looking at the nightstand next to his bed. He opens a drawer and looks at the picture of the four of them. 

Tubbo was playing with bees, Ranboo was laying on the blanket with closed eyes, taking in the warmth of the sunny day, He was glaring at everyone that would pass by them but at the same time would make small talk with whoever wanted. Tommy was playing with a creeper plushie he got from somewhere and a Minecraft diamond sword, practically trying to stab the creeper with the sword. 

He looks behind the picture to see a bug. He saw something black that day but didn't know what, and now he knows what. 

He puts it on the floor before bringing his foot to stand on it. He smashed it. 

|~~~*~~~|

Tubbo holds his smile until Purpled is out of their vision. 

“He is gone, did you locate it,” Tubbo says, voice becoming raspy from quiet yelling. After 30 seconds, he got the answer. He is going insane from hearing typing on the other end. 

“Tech is trying but somehow location won't show up and-” Wilburs says but cuts himself in the middle of the talking. 

“Will?” Tubbo asks quietly. 

“The-the whole file and everything about the bug just got deleted. It's not like someone deleted it, it would freeze before showing “Error” or something but it just exited files and now when we try to look for it, it says that it doesn't exist” Wilbur says panicking. 

“What” Tubbo says, because that isn't supposed to happen. 

“Well even if the file is deleted that doesn't mean you can't see where it's located, right? I don't know, maybe you can search for other electronics in our home and see if it's there” Techno hums, already clicking on his laptop. 

“If it got destroyed, the files would stay but the location wouldn't be found as long as I know” This doesn't make sense. 

“Nothing” Techno says after a few moments. “There is nothing, location is nowhere, the file is gone from existence” Wilbur is quiet like a bug now. 

“Fuck” Tubbo says, frowning in the Ranboo’s direction but he can see the scared mindset behind those eyes. 

|~~~*~~~|

Theseus isn't dumb. He can feel eyes on his back, for the past 15 minutes.

How it sends shivers down his spine. How that feels familiar for some reason. 

As he travels through the alleyways, through the tight spaces between buildings to lose eyes on him, nothing works. 

As he accidentally founds some low-rank hero to fight, eyes are lost to the world after that. 

|~~~*~~~|

“What are you thinking about” Tubbo says softly to Ranboo, who was zoning out every few minutes. 

“Where is Tommy now” Ranboo says quietly still thinking. He should have been home 1 hour ago. 

“He knows how to care for himself, there is nothing to worry about, he would have signaled he needed help if anything happened” Tubbo says next to Ranboo on the couch, phone on the speaker on the table. 

There is a knock on the door. Tubbo and Ranboo look at each other. Ranboo stands up to open the door while Tubbo takes the phone and cuts off the call, sending an apology and explanation text. 

Ranboo looks at the Tubbo and when he sees a thumb up, he opens the door. 

“Tommy?” Ranboo says confused. He moves a little to let Tommy in. 

Tommy comes in tired and… wet? “What happened and is it raining” It's a little bit different to see Tommy in his civil clothes walking through the door than jumping through the window in his vigilante outfit. 

“Yes, it's raining and I was followed until I fought with newbie hero” Tommy says rolling his eyes as he drops on the couch. 

Both boys turn to him immediately. He doesn't even need to look at their eyes to know they are checking every part of his body for injuries. 

They are satisfied with the result. 

“But why didn't you…” Ranboo says, pointing towards the window. 

"He wouldn't just leave me because there was a hero. So I changed from devil to phantom hybrid and may or may not phase through the walk to our secret place. The place is under lock so it's safe” Tommy shrugs. 

“Locks can be picked, Tommy. You aren't serious” Tubbo says, too tired for this shit “Not those, Sam worked on them” Tommy gasps “How dare you question Sam’s tech things” Tommy asks annoyed. 

Tubbo huffs. Ranboo is just looking at two of them. He was never the one interested in tech and hacking. He knows the basics from helping Tubbo when he didn't have anything better to do. 

“I never said I did” Tubbo says smugly. Ranboo sighs, flopping on the armchair, setting their head in his hands, knowing this is going to be a long night. 

“Your expression is enough proof” Tommy bites back, feeling offended. 

Sam is one of his parental figures and he is good as dead if he doesn't fight for them like they do for him. 

“Sam actually appreciates when I help him with things he has been working on unlike you that destroys everything he touches” Tubbo says confident enough to say shits like that to a person that has a dangerous past. From what they heard at least, and from what Tommy remembers. 

“He at least appreciates my company unlike yours that is just talking about tech” Tommy can do this whole night until someone breaks.

They know what are they doing. Pushing each other’s buttons. This is like a natural thing to them. It always was.

But after what happened last time, he won't let them go further. 

Ranboo stands up, tired of their argument this late in the night. He leans his hands against the table sending a sharp glare to both boys.

They stopped glaring at each other and now are looking at the side somewhere. 

“Go to your rooms now, we will talk tomorrow” Ranboo sighed deeply before pushing himself into a straight position and walking to his room.

He can hear footsteps behind him.

They exchanged good nights and went to sleep.

“I was thinking about one thing” says someone behind him.

He slowly turns around to be met with Tommy’s smiling face.

“About what” Ranboo returns a smile. 

“Maybe I and Purpled could spare but we don't have space where” Ranboo thinks for one second. He could always ask Tubbo to call Quackity and ask him for a practice room as the sign on the door said.

“I could get you a big room to spare but did you ask Purpled” Tommy smiles embarrassed. 

Ranboo chuckles “You do that, I will go and ask” He goes past him to Tubbo’s room. 

He knocked before entering. Tubbo is laying in his bed scrolling through his phone. 

“Could you ask Quackity if the practice room is free today?” Ranboo asks, Tubbo gives a thumb up. 

Ranboo exits the room, making his way to the living room where he sees Tommy and Purpled talking. 

Tommy's back is turned to him while Purpled breathly glances at him. 

He lightly taps Tommy on the shoulder to tell him the news. 

Before he can process anything he is on the floor having a panic attack. 

He can feel arms around him, telling him to breathe and taking deep breaths to urge Ranboo to follow. His lungs are closing themselves. 

There is yelling, a lot of it. Buzzing in his ears is constant, not going away. 

Another pair of hands are on him. One holding his hand while the other cold hand is on the back of his neck. 

He can feel blood dripping from his nose down his chin to his arms that are on his chest. 

He can see more clearly now. He makes eye contact with Tommy that is holding back tears, scared for his life now. 

He runs through the front door, he can hear quietly footsteps that are going further. 

After some time, Tubbo took his hands from Ranboo while Purpled picked him up and set him on the couch. 

He was out like a light. 

The next morning he tried to find Tommy to talk with him but he was nowhere in the house. He hoped he didn't ruin his friendship with the boy. He was only with them for a month and a half, almost two months. 

Tubbo and Purpled confirmed that he didn't return yet since last night. 

They were sure he was cooling off and thinking about what he did. He will surely return later that day. 

Except he didn’t so Purpled and Ranboo went out and tried to find him. 

Tubbo was hacking the cameras to see around the whole city. 

There was no luck. They returned once the clock hit 3 am in hopes that Tommy will be there once they woke up. 

And he didn’t. And days went like that. 

They would do what they had over the day and go out every night to find Tommy. 

On the fifth day, Ranboo found him. 

Alone on the rooftop, far far from their home. Ranboo teleported on the rooftop out of the boy's vision. 

He started walking, making his footsteps loud enough so the boy could hear him. 

He didn't move a muscle. 

Ranboo slowly but surely makes his way in front of the boy before crouching and looking him in the eyes. 

Tommy was staring into the distance before Ranboo’s eyes. He had a slightly paler skin and his ears were red from the cold. 

He scans him for any injuries and the sight made him sick. 

There were blood stains on the red hoodie he wore and some on his bright blue pants around the ankle area. 

He looks around and sees the bloody knife on his right. He takes it slowly and puts it in his pocket. 

Tommy is looking at him the whole time, a neutral look on his face. His blue eyes are duller now. 

He slowly takes his hand from the lap and lifts it slowly in his hand. 

“Can I look” Ranboo whispers quietly that he is surprised that Tommy even heard him because he nodded. 

Slowly lifts his sleeves, making sure to not hurt the boy in the process. 

He sighs before ripping the part of his shirt. He lets it get soaked by the water he brought a few minutes ago. 

He slowly wipes around the area of the fresh cuts for any now-dried blood that he can clean. 

“I'm sorry” Tommy suddenly says, so quiet like he is scared. 

“For punching you and driving you into a panic attack” Ranboo shakes his head and he can see how Tommy’s heart breaks through his eyes. 

“It wasn't your fault, your reflexes kicked in and you can't do anything about that” Tommy just stares at him once again. 

Quiet is kinda awkward for both of them. So Tommy talks once again. 

“Tubbo said something that night that got me thinking” Ranboo hums “Like what” please don't say something bad, please don't say something bad… 

“That I'm worthless and should have died that night and that got me thinking, why would you save someone like me, live in the same house just cause you were ordered to, that's fucked” Tommy softly laughs. 

And that got Ranboos heart to break as he stops bandaging his arms and legs. 

“Whatever Tubbo said wasn't him, he says shit that hurts when he's angry so whatever he said please ignore, he's a very nice person once you get to know him” Ranboo apologizes. 

Tommy just looks at him, thinking “You say that like you are speaking from experience” Ranboo just flinches.

“Everything is done” Ranboo says taking bandages and a water bottle from the floor into his hands.

“Are you ready to come home?” he says holding out his hand. 

Tommy shakes his head, looking to the side. 

“Nothing bad will happen, I promise” At that Tommy looks up at him, before sighing and taking his hand. 

They never talked about it with others and they promised not to. 

Ranboo washed off the blood from the knife and gave it back with a message that literally says “I gave this back as a sign of trust that you won't cut again but I won't stop you if you do, you can always talk to me if you have some problems bothering you” 

The only answer he got is a genuine smile from Tommy the next morning. 

Chapter Text

Tommy went out the next day once again. And he doesn't plan to have a break.

He fought some newbie criminals and he got them arrested for trying to rob a bank.

Some people were trying to mug others but clearly didn’t know how. It was funny watching a guy trip over his own foot while fighting Theseus.

At the end of his patrol, he saw… some man sitting on the rooftop of one of the buildings. He was looking into the distance.

Theseus decided that it was enough for tonight.

As he turned around, he can feel shivers running down his spine. He jumps down into an alleyway trying to lose whatever eyes were watching him.

Something is wrong, very wrong.

He tries to turn around but there is something stabbed in his neck.

He coughs, slowly falling to his knees. He can't feel his legs, his neck and arms becoming numb, his vision slowly being filled with black dots.

He can't feel anything now, his mind behaving like it's drunk. He doesn't feel pain as he falls forward on his mask completely smashing his face. His consciousness was already lost till then.

|~~~*~~~|

Techno can feel eyes on him, he always does even when he isn't out like a villain.

His power control is saying the closest person is on the rooftop on his left.

He doesn't mind, as long as the person doesn't attack him, that is.

He is a little bit surprised to hear a cough. It's a little bit further like in an alleyway to the building on his left or something.

So he decided to check it out.

A big mistake on his end. Same thing with kidnappers. The only one lucky is Theseus.

He can see that Theseus is out of his mind when the kidnapper picked him up.

The only thing he can see in the dark is a neon green hoodie he is wearing.

Well now, the top hero kidnapping a vigilante isn't anything new. But the Dream to do that is new.

And before he can go to help the vigilante, the hero jumps to the other alleyway across the street, before going to the destination.

Techno was left there shocked. Did he just witness a kidnapping made by Dream and he didn’t do anything to stop it?

He is just as bad as those heroes, Techno mentally sighs.

His voices agreed.

He taps on his watch, sending a call to Phil.

Well, time to get yelled at for letting a probable kid get kidnapped.

|~~~*~~~|

He thought this would be harder. Since the kid has a battle spirit and all.

But all he can think about is how light the boy really is.

That makes him worried for some reason.

He won't get himself attached to the random kid he kidnapped.

Not after what happened last time.

|~~~*~~~|

“His small smile is so cute” Tommy can hear someone say. His vision is all blurry.

He can see that person in front of him isn't speaking to him which he is glad about.

He knows he is sitting somewhere on something. Probably chair.

He giggles. He fucking giggles. And you know what is worse? He didn’t do it.

His body is doing it on its own. Like he isn't in control of anything happening around him.

“Aww” the same person as before says. But no seriously, can they stop, they have a high-pitched voice that hurts his ears.

That person is just a big blurry picture of brown mostly but he can see some black and yellow there as well.

He turns his head to the side. Unwillingly if he can add.

The second person is just a blur of green. From dark, emerald to light green. The fuck.

“That is enough mate” The mixed green man says. The brown bitch whines. “But Dadddd” interesting. Father-son relationship. Why is he here again?

“Tech was always acting like a big brother because he is 3 minutes older. That's not fair” Brown bitch pouts. So older brother and younger brother with their dad. Interesting. And also Tech? Like technology? What the fuck.

He can feel himself say something. But he can’t hear it. He doesn't know why.

Two men ignored him of course.

“It's my time to embarrass someone younger without getting in trouble, daddd come on” The green bitch sighs. It's a deep sigh that can challenge Puffy’s sigh. It's how you can immediately tell if someone is a parent or not.

“He is 4, he mostly won't remember this” The green bitch said how old he is? 4? Nah, that doesn't sound right. He is right now 19 years old. Why is this so confusing?

“Leave him alone” some deep voice said totally uninterested.

He turns around to see some big blur of pink and black and red. Who the fuck are those men?!

He opens his mouth to say something but something is wrong.

He coughs and from the pain he feels in his throat, it's a bad cough. He isn't supposed to have this bad coughs at 4 years old, right?

He pulls away to see a big blur of red. From the taste in his mouth, it's blood. But why.

He wasn't kicked in the chest to cough up blood. Was he abused though? But they seem nice. From what he heard and all.

The brown bitch is next to him in seconds. But when he looks at him, all he can see is black slowly filling his vision and burning in his throat never stopping.

He is being carried somewhere. Someone that caries him is so warm. He snuggles closer to him.

He is placed on something. He can feel something wetting his clothes.

That something started moving and then everything is quiet. He isn't moving, he doesn't feel anything, everything felt alright for a second.

He opens his eyes. Everything is white. He can see clearer now. He sits up with a little bit of trouble. And there’s a…man he never saw.

He is pretty sure he never saw him even with his fizzy mind. He is sitting in the corner of the room on the armchair.

He is reading some book. It purple book that has like a light blue G in the middle and a golden frame around it.

The man has brown hair and black goggles that glow purple and pink with dark blue. He had a small smile while reading the book that is throwing different colors on his face every second. The fuck. He has a pen that from purple crosses to dark blue with small white stars. He is writing something in the book while humming.

He is wearing a purple hoodie with the light blue G and a pink hood and sleeves are different colors. One sleeve is light purple and yellow while the other is cyan and orange. Okay, he must say it, the hoodie looks amazing.

He is also wearing black ripped jeans with black combat boots.

The door on his left suddenly opened causing him to flinch.

Some guy in a white coat gets in. Aha, the doctor. He must have answers.

The guy just looks around at some computer on wheels that is that beeping nonstop. It's hurting his ears. He can see the man out of the corner of his eye that didn't move an inch.

He looks around more before writing something and finally looks up at him with a smile.

“Hello there Thomas, how are you” Huh, Thomas but that isn't his name?

“Before we continue further, do you have any questions” Are doctors really that polite?

“Who is that man there” Tommy says looking at the man that stopped writing once he said that.

The doctor looks in the direction of where he is looking “There is no one there, do you have a temperature” He checks his forehead

But Tommy is just looking at the man. He slowly lifts his head in his direction. He gives him a little smile before basically glitching out of reality. That is weird. But nothing can surprise him anymore.

“What is your name” If he is here might as well know something.

The doctor is caught by that question off guard “Uhh Ponk, nice to meet you”

Tommy nods. Well, that was easy.

“Do you know what is happening with me?” He asks a bit scared of the answer.

“Well we suspect you have-”

|~~~*~~~|

His head is pounding. His throat is dry and his stomach hungry.

He tries to move only to realize he can't. He is handcuffed to the chair by his arms and there are chains on his legs together with a power suppressor. Fuck.

He still has his mask on. That is good at least.

Someone opens the door to his right. He looks up to see Dream. Who else would it be?

He hates to admit he sees him like a brother. He changed for the worse. He isn't kind anymore, he doesn't speak with kids anymore because of his anger issues, everything went to shit when he died. But it was for the best.

Yet here he is, still seeing him as his brother and wanting to just hug him. To have late-night talks and cook shit food together.

"You will shut your mouth and never tell anyone anything or you will end up dead, got it” Schlatt says, his hand around Tommy’s throat as he is hanging above the floor.

Damn another flashback, but what? What did he know? That is a question.

He flinched as his chin got tilted. He gives his best death glare because what else can he do?

“Are you worth it” Dream whispers. What Theseus can't see behind the mask is that Dream is sweating bullets, with scary thoughts in his mind while nervously biting his lower lip.

“Worth what” Theseus sharply whispers back. Dream can see his ocean-blue eyes. Oh, how they remind him of Tommy.

“Worth a favor from Jester” That caught Tommy off guard. Yes, all vigilantes are under the protection of Jester but nobody ever saw them interact. How could he assume that they have contact, it could have been a one-time thing.

God, are heroes stupid.

"It depends on what do you want” It doesn't depend at all. Quackity would die for him over and over again.

“Nothing much, just to come to one rooftop at a specific time to talk” Oh, a trap, okay, he could work with that.

He straighteners his posture before walking to some computer in the corner that is on top of the desk and the chair is similar to his.

With his power, he carries the camera in front of him.

The camera started recording.

Dream steps into the view of the camera and started talking.

He started softly tapping against the arm of the chair.

He is happy Quackity forced him and others to learn Morse code.

He tapped out “trap”, let's just wait to see if they saw it.

Quackity would make Sam and Tubbo analyze the whole video just for the sake of the location so yeah, he thinks he is lucky.

He hears where and when and he isn't happy now.

So tomorrow, at 6 pm in the center of Logstedshire. Well, fuck. Goodbye Logstedshire it was nice knowing you.

Wait, he won't have lunch.

Honestly fuck this bitch.

|~~~*~~~|

“I'm sorry baby, I'm so sorry” the woman says. He is 8 at the moment yet still doesn't know what is happening.

There is fire around them, the whole orphanage is on fire, and yet the only exit is blocked.

Right now he is hugging the woman. His arms hugging her for dear life while he cries in her chest.

The woman is no one other than Sally, the only one he had while growing up in the orphanage. The first person who didn't judge him for being himself.

Yet here they are, 14 year olds with 8 year old, clutching each other while they are on the edge of dying, still having a little bit of hope that help is coming even if they knew it isn't.

Chapter Text

He hates everything about Dream. But he would always feel the need to repay him for taking him in. 

But he will always feel bad for lying to people. 

People like Niki that he was fired as an assistant but he became a sidekick in secret or Eret and Sam that he is dead. 

Niki left after a while. Now he knows she started a cafe. She still doesn't know anything about him being a sidekick or vigilante. And that just hurts him. 

At least Sam and Eret know he is alive and everything. 

If they didn't he would have a breakdown. 

|~~~*~~~|

Quackity is at the bar drinking whiskey. The stress of the past few days is catching up to him. 

Fucking Schlatt and Dream. 

He takes another shot. 

Fucking people, not knowing how to mind their own business. Putting their nose in shit they don't need to know. 

He takes another shot. 

But he is here, having everything he ever wanted, that's what matters, right? 

Wrong. 

He takes another shot. 

There were people of all kinds around him. Civilians, villains, vigilantes, and really low-ranked heroes. 

Most heroes don't come here because “it's the place that never should have existed in the first place and that is basically a place where you sell your soul to the Devil” How dumb that sounds. 

He takes another shot. 

He can see people every once in a while glancing at him. 

And out of nowhere, all TVs turn off. There wasn't a power outage, cause led lights and other things work. 

He takes one final shot before standing up and walking through the crowd. 

He is a few steps away from the TV, everyone with him waiting to go back to gambling. 

Screens at the same time turn red before complete darkness once again. 

After a few seconds, the screen turned into two people. 

He immediately recognized them. 

Dream and Tommy. 

Oh, and his blood is boiling. 

He started carefully listening. 

“As you see, I have your uhh friend. I honestly don't care what he is to you. 

If you want him back, come and take him. 

Tomorrow at 6 pm, the center of Logstedshire. Alone, and we can make a deal" firmly says Dream 

"I won't ask for anything much" he coo's before the video cuts off. 

Screens are back to normal but nobody is moving yet. 

Everyone is scared that if they move, they won't live another day. 

Quackity just stands there for a few seconds, progressing everything. 

How dare he. 

Oh, he is done. 

He quickly walks to his office. 

The first thing he sees is news about Dream and Tommy. Of course, the whole world needs to see this drama. 

He sends messages to Tubbo and Sam asking if they saw everything and he needs to them to analyze the video and search for all abandoned places all over the city. 

There are immediate responses. 

Later that day, they would know that it's a trap and It could but also couldn't be an abandoned place. 

It looked modern for abandoned but it was full of spiders and dirt and everything so nobody lived there too. 

On the cameras after a few minutes, he can see Sam walk through the door with a figure following him that he never saw. 

But he can guess who is it. 

Puffy, a sweet therapist who helped Tommy even after he "died". 

They knew each other since Tommy started living at the tower. 

And she was the only one to know both of his identities next to the Las Nevadas. 

Helped him multiple times and everything. He can't help but feel thankful for the women. 

The way her white curly hair with black and red ends bounce makes him feel on the edge. 

She is giving a dangerous aura yet he can see the kindness in her eyes. 

She is dressed in gray sweatpants and a gray matching sweater. 

Sam was just pulling her through the crowd to the hallway that separates everything. 

And now all he needs to do is wait.

|~~~*~~~|

She doesn't know on who to be more angry with. 

Dream, her duckling, a person that would never make her sad. A person that never disappointed her together with Tommy. 

He is smart, he always was. 

Or Schlatt, her goddamn brother that stands behind every bad thing that Syndicate didn't do. 

Who manipulated her and her friends. And now, he is a major. 

He was always good with his words. 

Now. 

What is Schlatt planning with Tommy and Quackity while using Dream is something she needs to know. 

And then there are questions. 

Why didn't Dream decline? Or fight or something?  Or told her so she can punch some sense into her brother? 

That she doesn't know. 

But she will figure it out. 

|~~~*~~~|

She tries opening her eyes but there is a blindfold blocking her way. 

The only thing making her realize that she is alive is the blood going down her neck. It's from her head probably. 

The rope is around her wrists and ankles. 

She is in the corner of the room by way her back can touch both walls. 

She doesn't know where she is or why is she here. 

She knows that she was walking home from her work and got hit in the head with something. 

She is scared but she needs to know, who is doing this and why. 

|~~~*~~~|

He is moving. The chair is raising with him in it!!! 

The green around the chair is trying to stabilize itself. 

He is gonna throw up from shaking too much. 

It stopped, finally. 

"Time to gooo" Dream says a little bit excited. 

Well, God help him. Kristen help him with any plan you have. 

|~~~*~~~|

"Are you sure this will work?" Purpled says on the other side of the desk. 

They are in the meeting. Bee and Ender sit on each side of him. 

Ares is next to Ender while Siren is across him. 

Next to Siren is Zephyrus while Puffy or now Captain is across him. 

Next to Puffy is Sam or now Itus while across from him is Foolish or Aeolus. 

Eris and Talos are sitting across from each other. 

And there is Charlie or Slime sitting at the end of the table next to Purpled with no one across him. It's usually Tommy's sit when big meetings are held. 

But he doesn't need to worry because they are going to get him back, even if he has to die. 

"Im sure" Quackity says easily but the tension between everyone is still there. 

He looks at the Zephyrus for a second to see if they want to be a part of the plan. 

He can see him nod. 

The way Siren is looking down at the table can't be good. He is thinking. That's new. 

Someone is bouncing their leg nonstop close to Quackity. He doesn't mind. 

He looks above Purpled at the clock. They had 1h more. Give or take it. 

"I hope everyone is ready because you have around 1h more to get ready" He says standing up and putting his hands on the table to lean against them. 

There are nods all around the table. 

He himself nods. 

"Meeting is dismissed"

|~~~*~~~|

Quackity looks around having nothing to do. 

Everyone is in the backroom sitting and some even talking. 

He can't believe how much some changed. 

Oh, and that Siren bitch is getting on his nerves ever since they met. 

If he is gonna hate then he is gonna hate on something that will hurt him. 

How can a person have that many same sweaters in the same color? The only thing that is different from his hero outfit is the colors. Now are black and dark blue and not that ugly yellow and whatever the others color. 

Who cares, let's hate on people's outfits in this room cause he doesn't have anything to do. 

Second is our dear Ares. The bitch that gave him a scar and blind eye. 

He has a poet shirt, black pants, combat boots, a crown, and a red cape around his shoulders with some rings. Lame, next. 

Hmm, Captain. Actually, she is good. He doesn't have anything to blame her for and he will make sure it stays like that. 

She is dressed like a pirate. It was a wish from the birthday boy and it just kinda stuck with her. Good, next. 

Eris is like he said dangerous and he hopes to not be on her bad side. 

There is nothing to say about her outfit than fire. Slay, next. 

Zephyrus hah. What can you say about him other than the old man. 

Black combat boots, black pants, a black shirt with long sleeves, a green jacket where his wings come through, and his black-green bucket hat. Lame, next. 

Talos is ehhh cool to put it lightly. 

Half blue half red glasses and the same goes for his hoodie. Black combat boots and black combat pants. Shame that he is bald. Next. 

Next Aeolus. Oh, our dear Foolish. What a lovely guy. 

Well, he has black pants, black combat boots, a gray hoodie, and a gray mask with wind signs. Could be better, next. 

Purpled is just Purpled. Purple and black but you know. Not bad color either, next. 

Tubbo, our sweet sweet bee boy. Could never hurt someone. Wrong. 

His bee wings buzzing through the whole room. He has goggles on his head and a bee pin in his hair. Black combat boots and black combat pants, a striped yellow and black shirt with long sleeves, and a blue jacket. Cute, next. 

For Sam, nothing changed so he is wearing his hero outfit because they didn't know that he will be needed anytime soon. He is a robot and robots are cool, next. 

Charlie, his right-hand man. He has a slime pin in his hair as well as green horns. His green hoodie and black combat pants with black combat boots. Slay, next. 

And last for the best outfit is Ranboo. He is half white half black with black glasses and a black and white mask. He has an ender pearl as a neckless around his neck. 

He is wearing a white hoodie with black stripes and black combat boots with black combat pants. 

Honestly, the best outfit we had in a while. 

Is there anyo- 

"It's time" Purpled says standing up. 

"I will need to go," Captain says. 

"Major just send messages to everyone to go to the center of the Logstedshire and hide and wait for the signal to come out" she said looking at her phone before gripping it so hard that Quackity is surprised it didn't break already. 

Everyone nods 

Well, we will see how this goes. 

|~~~*~~~|

They are on the top of the building in the center of Logstedshire. 

They are waiting to see what will happen. 

And would it be a surprise if someone uninvited come. Of course, they did. 

"Dream" Ares says. His metallic-sounding voice sent shivers down his spine. 

"What would you possibly want in exchange to give us Theseus" Siren says, smirking. 

Or that would everyone think, but Tommy has known him for 4 years. It's a frown that says "fuck around and you will get what you deserve fucker". 

Yeah, not pleased smirk or frown. 

He can hear silent steps behind him. Dream can't though, because he isn't a hybrid. In his vision walk Bee and Ender. 

People in front of him are still talking while Tubbo gets him out of this prison of a chair. Ender is on the end of the building where they came from looking if there is anyone and behaving like a security guard. 

As they started running to Ranboo, Dream suddenly looks at the chair and sees Tommy running. 

He quickly uses his telekinesis to grab him and make him stand in front of him with a dagger against his neck. He is fucked. 

The villains in front of him are too frozen to move. 

Tubbo grabs the arm Dream is holding the dagger with and yanks him back fastly with force. 

Dream must have pressed something or something happened because the top 10 heroes are joining in the fight too. 

The villains have finally unfrozen because they are moving into a fight. 

Las Nevadas, except Charlie, and Foolish, have joined the fight too. 

He is there frozen for a moment and then the next moment he is fighting Dream. 

It's the same as they trained. With the punch to his head, he ducks, he goes for his stomach for him to dodge. This is bringing his memories he tried to lock away so hard. 

Out of nowhere Dream pulls out his axe and started attacking. 

With a moment of surprise, he earned himself an attack that went through Theseus's mask almost breaking it. It's barely hanging. 

When he looks at his axe there is blood. 

It looks like Tommy didn't even realize what just happened. Adrenaline buzzing through his veins. He shut off his brain completely. 

They continue this. Kick, dodge, punch, punch, dodge, and repeat. 

That was until Dream made a mistake and got kicked into the chest making him fly on the ground. 

Tommy's ears are ringing. He can't hear yelling, punching, metal on metal, or steps. Nothing. 

He quickly punch him down once again once Dream tried to stand up. 

He quickly traps his hands with his knees as he crouches from above the man and puts a dagger against his neck. 

And he can see the way Dream's eyes widen, something happened. It's not like when his eyes widen as he is planning how to escape or something. 

No, this is a surprised look. And then it came crashing down on him. His mask isn't on his face anymore. 

He can feel his blood dripping down his chin. And those poisonous eyes are on him, taking in every detail he can. 

His heart is pounding like crazy because there is no way. But the evidence is in front of him. Tommy is alive. But how and why? 

Why did he hide from him? Them? 

He doesn't even care for the dagger on his neck anymore. His brother is alive. 

But he wants to kill him. Why? What did he do badly? 

All he needs to do is press down and all of this will be done. Buzzing in his ears calming down. 

He can hear now. Somewhat. 

He can hear Dreams rigged breathing. It sounds like he is on the edge of crying. 

He slowly pushes against his neck, slowly blood starts coming out. 

As he was ready to push all way down, there is a shout, calling for him. 

And oh, God. 

He regrets looking up. 

Dream is the least of his problems with this scene in front of him. 

He knew something was up with Tubbo and Ranboo the moment they arrived. 

And now, with Schlatt's hand on Tubbo's shoulder and Ranboo just standing there, he can't believe them. 

His life slowly starts falling. 

Most of the heroes have nasty injuries, Las Nevadas is fine while only Siren has small injuries out of villains. 

Purpled is using his power to create chains and trapping them before puts power suppressors on heroes and villains except for Siren to the wall behind Schlatt. 

What the fuck is happening?

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He doesn't notice when or how but now Dream is hugging him and he doesn't know why it feels confronting. 

He isn't hugging back. 

He is too shocked to be doing so. 

He is still looking at Purpled trying to see what is happening. 

They use their mind connections to communicate. Only a few people in the world can do this. 

"Syndicate tried attacking us"  Purpled says, casting a quick look at the villains before looking at him again. 

"Well, everyone except Siren and Eris but I don't trust her from personal experience" Okay, that is reasonable. 

He can hear some gasps when he looks directly at all of them. 

"What's up with Tubbo and Ranboo" Something bad but he doesn't know what. 

"Attacked Quackity, nothing bad but still. Then Schlatt come out of nowhere and said something but nobody was really listening and then we all just stopped fighting for a whole 10 seconds. And then I tried pinning them all on the wall but Schlatt and them didn't budge" First of all damn. 

And second of all, that is reasonable because Schlatt has powers like mind control but a little bit different. 

For normal mind control, a person needs to have eye contact. 

As for Schlatt, as he needs to do is activate his power and think about what he wants to happen. 

The atmosphere will change to something that makes everyone around him listen and that's really it. 

"Tried using my other power on him, it didn't work" This dumbass. 

"He has power resistance you idiot, of course, it doesn't work" but that is a big problem now. 

He probably expended it on Tubbo and Ranboo for a few seconds too. Fuck. 

He looks at Dream who is still clinging to him like a koala. 

"Hey" he mutters "We will talk later, okay" He slowly nods, still hiding his face in his shoulder. 

He slowly pulls away and stands up. 

He slowly starts walking in Purpled's direction where are the rest a few steps behind. 

He doesn't care anymore. Everyone can see his face but he doesn't care. 

He feels like crying and laughing at the same time. 

But he is numb, his emotions shut down. 

Fingers twitching to let out any type of power. 

Tubbo and Ranboo suddenly went behind Schlatt and jumped over the wall probably landing on the building next to this one. 

Schlatt is just looking at all of us. He is thinking something, but Tommy is too tired to read his mind. 

He is reading them like a book probably. 

Nobody can do here anything. 

If Las Nevadas plus Siren attacked him, he could just expand his power resistance to others and then they fight once again. 

Or he could do it immediately without them even coming at him. 

But he isn't doing it. 

He looks like he is waiting for something but what? 

Does it have to do with Tubbo and Ranboo? 

He will surely find out because they are coming back with someone in Ranboo's arms. 

They slowly put them on the ground in front of Schlatt. 

He can't see who is it exactly because they have a bag over their head. 

Their style of clothes is giving him nothing. A brown pants with a white poet shirt. Brown boots have some mud on them. 

The only thing that feels familiar is their body language. 

Most people have either relaxed, stressed, or cocky body language. 

This feels more like a forced mix of confidence and relaxation. 

There are people that read body language like him but that isn't as popular today as some said. 

He doesn't know where did he learn to read body language but he can feel a ghost touch against his shoulder and back. 

And as the bag is removed, he knows where he remembers her from. 

He had her in one flashback, right? 

Ginger curly hair with small freckles on her face. 

She has a neckless that is quite interesting. 

Golden neckless with many different flowers carved onto it. 

From what he knows, on there are White rose, Lily, uhh Black rose, Dahlias, Sunflowers, dandelion maybe, Iris, Lily of the Valley uhh that's it. 

He is quite surprised that the color of every flower didn't start fading away. 

One thing that he needs to mention is that her body language might be good but her wide eyes are betraying her. 

She is looking at him like she just saw a ghost. 

"Seeing as none of you are reacting, you don't remember her, do you" He said, switching between looking at Tommy and Purpled. 

"Maybe this will help" He says snapping his fingers. 

He straighteners his posture, he isn't controlling his body. What is happening? 

Out of the corner of his eye, he can see Purpled doing the same. 

He feels like something is tickling the back of his mind. 

And then it stops for a second. 

It hits him with full force. Million memories placing in his brain. 

|~~~*~~~|

He is crying, in the room he doesn't remember ever walking into. 

He is 4 years old and alone. And very cold. 

He is scared. What is this place, where is he? 

Then someone knocks on the door. 

He doesn't answer, scared of whatever is behind the door. 

Knocks can be heard again. 

He doesn't answer once again, just puts his head on his knees and cries. 

The door opens, footsteps quiet. 

Suddenly there is a hand on his shoulder that makes him shiver. 

He calms down a bit before looking up, to see a girl with ginger hair put up in a high ponytail. 

She is wearing a dress that is brown with a black belt. It ends meet the floor and hides her black sneakers. 

"Hey" she says. She has a confronting voice for someone that young. He guesses she is around 10 or something like that. 

"I know it can be ruth, but I'm here now" she says "I'm here to help you, okay" he nods. 

"Where am I" he asks confused. 

"Oh, you are at a local orphanage in Logstedshire" Logstedshire? But he lives in Pogtopia. 

His father said so. 

"The miss said that we have a new member and I wanted to say hey" she says softly. 

"I know how it feels to be here at a young age but it was meant to be, isn't it" she says standing up and holding out her hand. 

"Come on, I want to show you around" he takes her hand. 

|~~~*~~~|

He is six years old when he first gets fostered by a couple. 

They were nice at first. 

But he had a foster brother that was always mean to him. 

By that, he means getting his toys stolen and getting accused of breaking expensive things, like vases and some pretty glasses, etc. 

But the worst thing was getting beaten up by him. He was 6 years older than him and very spoiled. He definitely didn't want a brother to take his place. 

Parents got impatient really fast after all whines of annoyance and things breaking and all. 

So the social worker had to come after they called them. 

Nobody saw his bruises since he mostly had them on his body which is under a hoodie he wears. 

Nobody except Sally. 

She first saw when he winced every time he had to crouch or when he played around and suddenly felt pain so he put a hand on his stomach. 

Yep, she saw it all. 

And then there was talk about it. 

A very awkward one. 

And she made the pain go away by giving him something. 

|~~~*~~~|

"Tommy" Sally says coming into his room. 

He didn't have any roommates or anything cause he is a "problematic kid" or whatever.

Only cause he bite a woman's wrist when she tried to hit him.

Amazing.

Who knew that seven year old would have that sharp teeth? 

"I have a surprise" she said sitting down on his bed, patting a place next to her.

He stands up from his chair, homework already forgotten.

 "I first need to tell you something" he nods. 

"I meet a boy from an orphanage on east of Logstedshire" she says slowly, reading his reactions. When he doesn't say anything with a blank face she continues to talk. 

"And maybe you too could meet and become friends" he doesn't say anything once again, reading her reactions and body language if she is lying or something. 

"You don't have to, I thought because you don't have many friends and maybe you will get along, but that is your cho-" her ranting got cut off by Tommy. 

"I will go" he says shortly. She sighs in relief. 

"When tho" he isn't interested at all but he will do it for Sally. 

"We can go tomorrow if you want, I already asked Miss for approval" he nods.

Amazing. 

|~~~*~~~|

"Well" Sally says as she closed the door "I was thinking about giving you and P%$&#d a gift but I was hoping we would all open it together" She says already knowing the answer. 

"Yeah, we didn't meet for like two weeks, I don't mind" he said standing up from his desk and walking to his closet. 

|~~~*~~~|

"Hey %#$$%$" Tommy yells across the park to the boy that is sitting on the bench. 

"Hey" he said when they sit down. 

"Well" Sally, starts feeling awkward so Tommy continues for her

"Basically, Sally has a surprise for us that even I wasn't allowed to see" he snorts. 

The boy is just blurry and basically glitching, what the fuck. 

He can't see him clearly, just a big blur of colors. 

But yet he doesn't control his body, his laugh and the words he says. 

"Open it now" she says as she hands them small black boxes. 

She has one herself. 

"On count of 3" Tommy says. Sally nods before counting. 

"1...2...3!" she says as everyone opens their boxes. 

Sally just smiles at their gaping mouths. 

"Wh- How did you get this," Tommy says taking a ring with a chain connected to it. He can wear it as a neckless. 

He takes a closer look. Its golden ring with a sun carved into it. The vines are going from the sun to the back of the ring. 

He looks over at the #%&$ed gift. Everything is the same except there is a moon where the sun is at his ring. 

He looks at Sally, her smile making him happier. Same except star. 

These are friendship things, right? 

"Do you like it?" she asks shyly, hoping she got the right gift for them. 

"Yeah, but how did you get this" #%$#$% answers for both of them. 

"Well, you see" she said scratching her neck. 

 "My parents knew local jewelry store owners before they died. And being truthful child that did everything they got asked to do quite paid off right now. I promised to give them money when I turned 18 'cause I don't have access to my parent's bank account now" she says quickly. 

Tommy and %#$$#$ look at each other before hugging her with brutal force. 

"Thank you so much, Sal" They say, words quietly muttered into her shirt. 

|~~~*~~~|

"Sal, I d-don't feel alright" Tommy says out of nowhere grabbing Sally's hand for support. 

Everything turned into white and gray with black dots dancing around his vision. 

He feels lightheaded with his legs giving out under him. 

He is in someone's hands without seconds. 

He feels vomit cracking in his neck.

He can feel someone's cold hand against his forehead.

It feels nice. 

It leaves after a few seconds and he whines. 

He is hot and cold at the same time. 

He can feel his hands and legs giving out to the point he can't feel them anymore. 

And then he goes unconscious. 

|~~~*~~~|

And then he opens his eyes. 

He doesn't feel nausea or sees everything in gray and white but he is so tired. 

So so tired. 

He wants to sleep once again but there is a hand. 

A cold hand holding his with a little squeeze. 

And then he would fall unconscious over, over and over again. 

There would always be a cold hand on his when he woke up. 

And he then was fine. Out of nowhere, he wasn't sick or anything. He was fine. 

And then there was a talk. 

"Well, from all signs you were showing, it looked like you were unlocking your power" The doctor said while he and Sally just sat there silent. 

"Only extremely rare power would get you to react like that" the doctor said more to Sally than him. 

"You need to look after yourself for a few more days in case sickness comes back" he nods as the doctor takes his equipment. 

And that is how he got power. But sometimes he wishes he didn't. 

|~~~*~~~|

He was sitting on his desk when Sally walked in and jumped on his bed making grabby hands at him. 

He sighs, standing up. 

"Cuddles," she said giving her best puppy eyes. 

He just crashes her in a hug before dragging himself down to lie down on her stomach. 

She nudges him on the shoulder before giving him one of her AirPods. 

Her parents must have been rich as she got a few expensive presents before she got here. 

As she took her phone to play their playlist, all he can think about is how bad yet good did getting abandoned turned out.  

And they fell asleep. 

He wishes they didn't. 

Because they are both heavy sleepers and music didn't help. 

And the next thing he knows Sally is practically yanking him out of the bad before shaking him as hard as she can. 

And then it hits him. The smell of smoke. So much smoke, the immediate sleepy mind is replaced with a scared one. 

As he looks around there is fire on the wardrobe and the whole hallway is on the goddamn fire. 

The bed he has been in is on fire. If they stayed there for a few more seconds they could have been dead. 

Curtains are also on fire but it's not like they could just jump from the 3rd floor window without dying. 

So he just hugs her with force, so much force he is sure he will break her ribs. 

And they wait, in the corner of the room as they watch with their own eyes as the fire moved toward them. 

They are hot in any meaning. Smoke messing with their lungs already. 

But they are listening for any sign of help over fire but nothing. 

It looks like the fire department isn't here yet. 

But they are already losing themself to smoke. 

But hope is still high. 

Because who they are except for a few foolish kids who can only hope. 

And yet as their eyes closed, they hoped that one day they will wake up. 

|~~~*~~~|

I always believed that the choices you make lead you to an unknown point in life. 

And yet you said it was meant to be. 

But to me. 

Nothing. 

Feels. 

Like. 

It's meant to be. 

|~~~*~~~|

Tommy gasps for air. 

He quickly orientated because fuck what was that. 

He looks as the Las Nevadas, at Dream and Siren working together. 

At Purpled that is still out of it. 

And then he looks at the scene in front of him. 

Gun pointed at Sally as she tries to stay calm. 

He quickly looks around to see if there is any way to free Sal without hurting her. 

And then there is an idea that will probably give her a few scratches but that doesn't matter as long as she is alive. 

Right? 

So he starts turning into a phantom hybrid. An idea he got from Siren. 

His skin getting paler with big blue dots appearing everywhere like he is getting ink on his skin. 

The nails slowly turning black and red at the tips. 

And then he is invisible to everyone. 

Well, everyone except Wilbur but one sharp stare got him looking around for him. 

Schlatt now has a dagger around Sal's neck. 

Oh, he chose this day to die, okay. 

His steps can't be heard as he walks over to Schlatt. 

Blowing air into his face to make him look to the side while he walks around him. 

Appearing on the other side, he quickly pulls an arm that is holding the dagger to himself while he punches Schlatt in his side. 

That gives Sally enough time to run while he continues fighting the man. 

"Stay behind me" Purpled pulls her behind him while he slowly walks backwards, away from the fight. 

The heroes have been listening and watching the whole time, not once has anybody successfully escaped. 

Everybody watching Tommy for a slip-up, one side to use it, the other to cover it up. 

And then there it is, a slip-up. 

By Schlatt. 

And now he is pinned on the floor. 

Two of them looking at each other's eyes. 

Before Tommy raises a dagger from his thigh he pocketed earlier. 

Inhale 1st stab...2nd stab...3rd stab... 

Exhale 4...5...6... 

Inhale 7...8...9... 

"Tommy" comes a quiet voice through his ears full of water. 

Exhale 10...11...12... 

"Tommy" comes a little louder. 

Inhale 13...14...15... 

"Tommy" comes even louder through his ears that are slowly emptying themself from the water. 

Exhale 16...17...18... 

"Tommy" someone yells. 

Oh fuck. 

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Everyone is wide-eyed as they watch Tommy stab the absolute living shit out of their major without the care in the world.

Everyone except Purpled.

And he doesn't know why but it felt familiar.

Like this happened before.

So he slowly starts walking towards Tommy to snap him out of any thoughts he is trapped into.

"Tommy" he says once.

Boy not even reacting in any way.

"Tommy" he tries again a bit louder.

He got a small twitch from the Blond.

"Tommy" he tries again, seeing how Blond is trying to get out of that state.

Now he is an arm's reach behind Tommy.

He doesn't want to touch him in case he tries to stab him.

But he doesn't have a choice, seeing how Blond's stabbing became slower but still isn't stopping.

"Tommy" he yells, putting his hand on his shoulder.

Blond stills mid-stab, finally snapping out of any thoughts he had.

"Or his murder side is showing, huh" a voice in his head said.

But, no. He never killed anyone, right?

He would never kill someone right?

He ignores the body in front of him.

Even though he can see small twitches from Schlatt, he won't be alive in a few minutes due to blood loss surely.

He is crashed into a hug.

And now sitting on the floor with Tommy hugging him.

He slowly combs his hair while holding him.

"Umm Purpled" someone says behind him.

He can now hear soft footsteps coming in his direction.

"Police is coming every second now, so maybe we wanna move" Dream says looking down on them.

He nods looking at the heroes.

He quickly breaks chains and power suppressors that are holding Captain and Royal back.

"Tell Quackity that we are going back to the base. You and the rest that don't know where is it, follow him" Dream nods before going to the others.

Captain and Royal quickly crouch next to him looking at Tommy.

"Is he okay?" Puffy said, her finger going over the scar Dream had given him.

He quickly nods.

"I need you to read his emotions and make sure that he doesn't panic, okay" he says to Puffy.

"And I need your other powers to make him calm and maybe make him sleep if that is possible" he says to Royal.

Both nod before Puffy realizes something.

"Seco-" she was fast cut off.

"We have no time, all of this will be talked about at base where we are heading" Purpled said.

"Now take him and do what you need to do. Go with others now, I have people to deal with" Both nods before Royal takes Tommy and both go to the others that are ready to go.

He slowly stands up from his crisscross sitting position looking at the rest of the heroes and villains.

He doesn't want to look at Ranboo and Tubbo.

He can hear jumps and footsteps going further away from him.

Now, how will he do this?

He slowly lifts his hands letting his power out.

One thing he loves about using this power is that he can see the strings going to where he wants them to and connecting things and his hands.

In this case, are their throats.

He watches as purple strings wrap around throats, or specifically airways slowly pushing in.

He can't read their expression but he hopes it's shock.

He slowly closes their airways.

Some are panicking, some are accepting and some have tears running down their faces or from what Purpled can see while they try to take a breath.

Some took longer to go unconscious than others.

When someone goes limp and he is sure that they are out like a light then he takes off the chains and lets them breathe. Then he just lets them sit there.

After a while, everyone is out.

He turns around and goes the way the other went.

He paused on the rooftop not far away to see if anyone would stand up or move.

They shouldn't but still.

He was pleased when no one did.

                                        |~~~*~~~|


He can breathe but can't at the same time.

He doesn't have the energy to get out of bed.

Everything is warm, comfortable, and quiet.

So quiet.

Like he is in the void.

There are no birds, or cars outside, yelling coming from their neighbor's apartment.

Nothing.

He wishes he can stay like this.

No Tubbo making some shit at 6 am or Ranboo sleepwalking and he would carry someone out of two of them with him the whole time just to drop them in the end.

Nothing.

He can feel a light touch messing with his curls.

It just makes him more relaxed if that is possible.

                                       |~~~*~~~|


He feels better.

But yelling from outside and some things breaking are ruining his quiet time alone.

He can't fall asleep anymore.

That much he knows.

So opens his eyes first.

It was a little different with his headache to focus his vision and all but he is in the room.

A plain room with a bed, a wardrobe, some desk, and a chair next to his bed.

Nothing special.

He doesn't recognize it though.

He sits up confused.

He is on the second floor from what he sees outside of the window.

He is in the city?

Or somewhere around that but still he doesn't know where he is.

He slowly puts the blanket away from his legs and puts them on the floor.

He will try to stand up if his legs approve of that.

So here goes nothing.

He slowly stands up, holding onto the bed and the chair.

He can walk but will still need the support.

So wall it is.

He slowly and surely makes his way to the door while leaning against the wall for support.

The hall is pretty at least.

The walls are white with dark blue stars in random places.

There are some cupboards with vases and flowers on them.

Multiple other doors are visible in the hall but he doesn't feel the need to investigate.

He continues down the hall to where arguing is still going on.

There are multiple voices from what he can hear.

And now he is in doorway of the what looks like the living room.

There are all people that he needed to see.

Quackity, Punz, Purpled, Foolish, Puffy, Eret, Dream and Siren.

No one is wearing their mask.

And Sally is just in the corner of the room on the couch.

Quackity that is arguing with Dream suddenly turns to him while still yelling.

And then he shut up in the middle of the sentence.

He slowly stands up and walks to him.

He can hear that everyone shut up as well.

Well, let's find out what is all this for.

"What is all yelling" Tommy asks everyone.

Quackity stands in front of him before putting his hand on his shoulder and leading him to the couch where he was sitting.

"We have a little problem" Quackity finally said when Tommy sit down.

"What now problem" he sighs.

"Look up" Quackity quietly says in the room of silent people that nobody missed it.

And there he is, on the TV.

"-Om what we thought would happen, this is not it though.

As everyone knows, Major has been stabbed 18 times.

Right now he is alive and well at the Hero Tower with a healer monitoring his well-being.

From what the healer said is that everyone would have had serious health problems if help didn't come in time.

Most of them have some lungs problem still and nobody knows what is causing them.

Once again if you see Theseus please report it to the police immediately and that is for today's news.

See you tomorrow at the same time.

Stay safe" Some girl said.

Well fuck.

Schlatt is alive and he is being searched for, he guesses.

"Tommy" someone said.

He hums, not caring who said it.

"We need to know what he knows about us, that power he holds on us is unbelievable, we could die" that someone says.

He is still tired after all so he doesn't care at all.

"But we need him dead, he cant get away after this" someone else said.

He agrees with that at least.

"But how, we don't know if he can die after all that happened" Puffy for sure.

"If killing doesn't succeed then torture will" That was Sam.

"But we need him dead" that sounds like Quackity yelling.

He was proud that he didn't flinch.

"And I don't care" someone says.

"But-" the first voice says.

"And then-" the second voice says.

"Why do you even-" the third voice says.

From then it all got into yelling and words he can't understand.

So he didn't try to understand.

His eyes drifted to Sally in the corner of the room.

She is looking at everyone and nothing at the same time.

So he stands up and walks over to her.

Nobody looks at him.

He sits down next to her on the couch while looking at the floor.

There was silence between them with yelling still in the background.

He finally finds the courage to look at her.

She is already looking at him, analyzing some would say.

"How are you" she says after quiet became too awkward.

"Could be better, you" This is awkward, too awkward.

"Good" and there is quiet again.

He can't do this anymore.

He will cry.

He suddenly hugs her with force to kill someone.

Her hand finds its way into his hair as she hugs him.

"Shhhhh everything will be fine" the yells finally stopped.

"I will deal with them, shhh, don't listen" he is finally in the hands of his childhood friend.

He can hear them talking but he doesn't care.

He feels good.

Warm and cozy.

He falls asleep peacefully.

                                       |~~~*~~~|
 

"Hey" someone quietly says as they stroke his face.

"Hm" he is still sleepy.

"You need to wake up" some nice voice says.

"You need to go, come on" he is more awake already, go where?

"Go?" he asks quietly while sitting up, trying to not just crash back on the person he was literally laying on.

"There is a meeting going on in half an hour and you need to be there, okay" Sally says.

Tommy looks at her before nodding.

"Okay" he just says.

He still doesn't know where he is.

"Do you know where are we or?" he asks looking around.

By the look of it, they are in the living room still.

"Oh, we are at my house" Tommy freezes.

"Your house?" she nods.

"Police cut us off on our way to your secret base and we need a place and since my house was closest" she shrugged at the end.

"Okay" he said quietly.


                                       |~~~*~~~|


"Does anyone has anything to say before we start the meeting?" Quackity said at the other end of the table.

Everyone looks at each other.

Tommy lifts his hand.

Quackity sighs deeply.

"Yes Tommy"

"I don't regret anything" he says bored.

"Okay, anyone else"

Everyone shakes their head.

"Alright, I think we all know why are we here" Purpled starts.

Purp and Big Q were always the leaders of meetings.

Purp would be the leader of missions while Q was there for anything else.

"We have a few options we would like to discase" Quackity said.

"First option is killing Schlatt" Purpled says "We all know what happened now, wasn't gonna be a one-time thing"

Everyone nods.

"Second option is trying to find his place and every information he knows" Quackity continues "That can result in finding something that he is attached to and using it like weakness"

"And the third option is somehow kidnapping him and torture" Purpled said "We can try and whipping memory if we do this option"

Everyone looks between themselves.

They have to pick an option but which one?

"You can suggest something else if you have an idea" Purpled also says.

Why are they just making this hard on everyone?

"I do have a question for Puffy" Tommy says.

She nods, waiting.

"Schlatt has an office in Hero Tower, right? Did you ever see someone walking in or out except him"

"I don't think so, he wasn't that often in there but nobody was allowed in as far as I know" Puffy said thinking.

"Well, we have another option" Tommy starts "Breaking into Hero Tower and getting information from his office. If we play cards right, we can maybe kill him. It said that he is on the medical floor"

Everyone looked at each other a bit skeptical.

Which option is the best and safe?

"We would be dead if we try to break into Hero Tower and Schlatts office" Purpled says.

"Not if we have someone from inside to sneak us in"

Everyone is quiet.

"Do you trust anyone in Hero Tower that won't give us away if we went in"

Everyone is quiet.

"No one?" Tommy asks disappointed.

"I might have someone" Dream spoke unsurely.

"Who" At this point, Tommy needs to know everything he can because fuck, this is gonna be difficult.

"Rhea, my sister" Dream says.

"Drista, wasn't it" Tommy asks.

He knows her. They met once he first move in with Dream.

She was nice. One year younger than him though.

Dream nods.

"There is no surprise if Sapnap and George get thrown out of Tower. They know we are like a package deal" Dream says.

Right Sapnap and George weren't in their fight, right?

"And where are they now?" Tommy asks. They need as much help as needed now.

"They were sent on a mission in the city next to ours. Schlatt knew they would be a distraction or would try to destroy our plans" Tommy nods.

"They should be back soon"

"Okay, that is enough, does anyone have more options or do we go on voting" Purpled says.

"Voting" most say together.

"Okay, we know the options. Put up the number of your fingers for the number of options you want to go with" Everyone puts their fingers up.

"Okay, so I'm mostly seeing number four" Quackity says.

"Are you sure you wanna go that way?" Purpled asks.

When everyone nods, there is quiet.

"I do have a question" Tommy states.

"Ask right away" Quackity says.

"What happened on the TV today and how does the news know"

Purpled sighs.

"Well to put it shortly, the whole thing was being recorded by some investigator or something like that probably wanted to catch Quackity being weak or whatever"

"So they know..."

Quackity now sighs.

"Yes, they know how you look like"

"Well, fuck"


                                     |~~~*~~~|


"Are we all ready" Quackity whispers in his earpiece.

Hums can be heard.

They are on the buildings around the Hero Tower.

It has been 3 days since the meeting.

Sapnap and George join them as well as Eris and Talos.

Or Niki and Jack.

It's weird knowing you worked for villains while being a vigilante yourself.

They held a meeting for the details and for new members to know what are they doing and a lot was revealed.

Dream is apparently Schlatt's son and Tubbo's brother.

And Puffy and Schlatt are siblings.

What in the family tree is this?

And Zephyrus really wanted to help and maybe get him on his side but after seeing he is Tommy, he wanted to kill him.

Niki's words but still they and do and don't make sense.

And Erets second powers. His "Calming touch" as he calls them.

Apparently, he doesn't have only wither touch to kill someone but now they have calming touch to make someone asleep and calm fast.

That doesn't matter now.

What matters is its night and they are about to break into the Hero Tower.

They made two groups.

The first group is Dream, Sapnap, George, Tommy, Purpled, and Sam.

They would search the office.

The second group is Puffy, Eret, Wilbur, Niki, Jack, and Quackity.

They would make sure to kill Schlatt.

The night is a bit slower than a day but there are still heroes they need to be aware of.

Every hero has the possibility to stay in Hero Tower and live there.

With being over around 210 floors, it's not surprising.

Drista has let them through the window in her room in.

They are on floor 59 and need to be on 100.

That is a place only for Schlatt's office.

It's barely used.

Heroes aren't much in the area around offices when night comes.

Most of them were done with their reports or are on patrol.

Some are even eating because they didn't have a chance all day.

Drista has her apartment with everything needed but when you exit, there are 2 more hero apartments in the hallway they share.

At the start of the hallway, next to the lift are mostly hero's offices and they need to go through that.

They went through the hallway literally having eyes on the back of their heads but nothing dangerous was seen.

They successfully caught the empty elevator.

They knock out the guards that were protecting the hallway.

The office was bigger than expected, of course.

With a million places to search.

They searched many drawers, desks, and every book he had in the hope of something.

That has until they found one drawer that was locked.

And Tommy swears he saw a key on the desk.

And they found it.

There were folders but a significant one caught Tommy's attention.

"Experiment 1 and 2" it said.

What?

So he took it and open it.

He wishes he didn't.

"P-Purp" he shakes.

The face of the younger him staring back at him.

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He drops files with papers flying outside the folder. 

Purpled is in seconds next to him, asking what is happening. 

He is shocked, too out of his span of thinking to register the words. 

He drops to his knees picking up any paper that went out of the folder and folder himself. 

Purpled is just confused. 

What the fuck?

Tommy quickly puts his hand out. He doesn't allow himself to break down now. 

"At base please" he nods. 

Tommy quickly looks away at the drawer, at more folders with files. 

He quickly pulls out the rest of the folders and gives them to others. 

"S-Search for anything important" he says aggressively wiping his tears. 

Dream tries to put his hand on his shoulder, to try to talk to him. 

He is stopped by Purpled by catching his hand mid-air and shaking his head. 

He stopped after that. 

They searched and searched. 

They found some documents. 

Name of some sort of organization and map with marked places. 

There was other stuff mostly for Hero Tower. 

While they searched through the map and where would each location be and what would it be, Tommy curiously looked around through some of the drawers they didn't look through. 

Even though they already hit the jackpot, he searched around in hope. 

And while they talked he hit his jackpot. 

He found two necklaces. 

Not any two necklaces. 

His and Purpled's necklaces. 

But he is gonna keep that to himself for now. 

They need to be going. 

The next part of the plan is to go to the medical floor which is on 23 as long as Tommy knows. 

They would succeed in jumping onto the building from there than die from jumping from 100 floor. 

Plus only windows that can open at night are in apartmans and one on the medical floor. 

Others are secured by some system or something so they can't open past 8 pm till 6 am. 

They should meet others somewhere next to that window. There is a room probably. 

|~~~*~~~|

With all doctors, it was difficult to find a room where Schlatt is. 

They searched and searched. 

Every once in a while they would need to get in a random room hoping there is no one there because someone is walking down the hall. 

But then they found it. 

At the end of the hall. 

The door was open a bit with Schlatt working inside with a lot of machines connected to him. 

They all look as he stands up and puts some papers on the table, looking through them. 

All of them quietly move into the room. 

Jack was ordered to watch the door if someone comes their way and the rest will kill Schlatt. 

The easy way was with Eret's touch. 

So everyone looked at them. 

And they nod, knowing what everyone thinks. 

They move toward the Schlatt. They were a few feet behind him before the floor made a sound under his foot. 

And Schlatt quickly turns around. 

But Eret puts his hand around his neck and lets his power out. 

The black veins can be seen on his skin. The eyes became all black as he falls unconscious. 

Eret lets him go, letting him fall on the floor. Watching as the black wither flowers start blooming in his hair and arms. 

He is dead and nobody could be able to touch him until anything left from him is bones. 

"Someone is coming" Jack whisper yells. 

All of them lined up against the wall, behind the door so when that someone comes in, they won't see them. 

And he didn't. 

When they came in, he was met with Schlatt dead on the floor before Quackity knocked him out. 

And they were alarmed, seeing heroes healer on the ground. Without his mask but he is wearing his suit so probably. 

They panicked, knowing someone could come looking for him in a few minutes. 

So they ran through the window, on their way to the base. 

With the healer of course. That is the only logical thing to do. Use him for information. 

|~~~*~~~|

They continue moving to the elevator, hoping that someone isn't in the offices. 

And then there was one person. 

He exited through the door, looking around and waiting. 

He was walking up and down the hallway in front of his door, probably bored while waiting for someone. 

And he wouldn't move. They were so close to the elevator. 

So Tommy turned to Dream, having an idea that could either help or ruin their cover. 

"Do you think you can knock him down with your power" Tommy whispers, getting everyone's attention. 

Dream nods, before pointing his hand in the hero's direction and shooting. 

His green power connects to the side of the man's neck. 

He is knocked out. 

And Sam is caring him to the elevator. 

Then Tommy gets a message saying that their cover was technically blown away and they knocked him out and are on their way to the base. 

Tommy just responded with the same and left it on that. 

He ignored bussing from his phone. 

And they made their way to the famous window. 

Doctors were everywhere walking and standing, clearly tired. 

It wasn't very difficult to get to the window. 

Now to see who they kidnapped. 

|~~~*~~~|

Quackity tied up Ponk and after a few minutes, he woke up. 

They just stared at each other until the other group walked in and break the tension. 

Well, that was until he saw who is on Sam's back. 

Karl, knocked out. 

He doesn't care anymore, why would he? 

So he just sits and looks away from them. 

"We won't hurt them, Big Q. Don't even try" Tommy said tying Karl against the cashier next to Ponk.

"I need them" He looks at Quackity.

"And for what" He bites back, already not loving the direction this situation is going in.

"I had them in flashback a while ago" He said sighing "They both were in it and I need to ask questions" Quackity hums.

After a few moments of silence, Quackity's voice rings out in the small room.

"Did you find anything" Tommy nods, standing up from his crouching position where he was tying Karl. 

"We found a map with some marked places and the name of the organization" He stops for a moment. 

"I also found some documents that involve me and Purpled. I'm sure he would mind if I show it to you" He takes a folder out of his hoodie. 

He puts it on the table next to Quackity and stands there. 

He slowly takes it and opens it, his smile falling as he sees what's inside. 

He looks up at him. 

"Is this-" Tommy nods, looking away. 

"I plan to tell Purpled tonight, I also found necklaces we had. They match with the one Sally wears" Quackity nods. 

"Here says you are dead and Purpled went missing and was assumed dead years after" Tommy nods. 

"They assumed I'm dead because me and Sally were in the building that was burning down. Still don't know how we are alive after that. As for Purpled, that happened probably after I was kidnapped" 

"Wait, you were kidnapped?" Tommy nods. 

"To put it short, I know there were a lady and a man and they would train me and wouldn't allow me to go outside" He shrugs "Kidnap is the best word I can come up with"

Quackity nods. "The lady's name was Miss Kristin and I meet with her and we talked. As for the man, it was Schlatt and I'm sure, he knew I was the kid that he train and yet he didn't do anything about it" Quackity looks through the files more. 

"Why didn't you tell us" Tommy sits down "Because I didn't remember but now memories are slowly coming back and piecing together"

The groan rings out in the small room. 

They turn to Ponk that is watching them intensely while Karl is walking up. 

"I forgot about you two" Tommy says under his breath. 

"Well, nice to see you alive" He said with a clap. 

"Wh-" Karl started still out of it before realizing where he was. 

"Oh" he mutters. 

"Well, I have questions and you have answers" He said, making the point straight and direct. 

He goes to pick one file with his face on it from the folder before walking in front of them again. 

"I'm sure you both recognize this kid, right" Karl nods, while Ponk just looks at it. 

"Ponk?" Tommy asks. 

"I won't even ask how you know my name but he looks familiar" He says looking at him, brave eyes staring at him. 

Tommy hums. 

"Well, I will tell you what I know and you will fill in your perspectives, okay" Both nod, waiting. 

Tommy opens his mouth to start but he remembers something. 

"You don't look younger or older since I saw you in my flashback" He turns to Karl. 

"Im a time traveler and I tend to do that when I'm bored and I maybe been there accidentally" He states questionable. 

"And I forget sometimes the bits of everything when I travel back into the present so I might not remember everything you ask" Karl says, looking apologetic. 

Tommy nods. 

"So to put it shortly, I have been taken to the hospital as a 4-year-old, I think for blood coughing. I woke up and saw you in the corner of the room I think writing in some book. You walked and were doctor then, you told me your name and my flashback cut off before you could tell me what was wrong with me" Tommy quickly talks, hoping to finish with this fast. 

"Wait" Karl says "I was writing in the book?" Tommy nods "That is my memory book and I need my hands to summon and open it" Tommy gives him a look before cutting off his ropes. 

Karl quickly summons and opens his book, pages flying right and left constantly. 

"You said when" Kalr asks, looking around in his book. 

"Sometime 15 years ago" He states unsure. 

Karl hums. 

"Found it" He says after a few seconds of searching. 

"I knew you were familiar but didn't know why" he mutters. 

"Anyways, I had a really big power connection messing with my time-traveling space. That was like 11 years ago. That power was always there just smaller and not messing anything. I time-traveled before anything started and I found you I guess. Nobody can see me when I time travel but you did. That confused me." Karl reads through his book. 

"So Ponk couldn't see you when I pointed at you" Karl nods. 

"Wait, aren't you that kid that got diagnosed with COPD at 4 years old" Ponk says suspicious. 

"Huh with what" the fuck is that. 

"COPD or Chronic Obstructive Pulmonary Disease or diseases that cause airflow blockage and breathing-related problems" Ponk says like that's common knowledge. 

"I will search about it later, do you think you can find my family if you search through the documents at the hospital where all this happened" Ponk nods. 

"I will let you go now because you aren't supposed to be here in the first place but we will stay in contact okay" Both nod. 

He cuts ropes on Ponk and he stands up, ready to go. Karl is still sitting, looking at the ground. 

"I was wondering if we can talk" He says as he looks at him. 

Quackity took him to the Hero Tower while Tommy brought Karl upstairs to the living room. 

"What do you want to talk about" He said sitting next to Karl. 

"I can feel something coming that will change the whole world" He says worried. 

"Something big" he adds. 

"But Schlatt is dead" Tommy asks confused. 

"It isn't caused by him then" he says easily. 

"I was hoping that I can join you" he whispers scared. 

"And why is that" he asks standing up to make himself hot chocolate. 

"Because I never wanted to be the hero but was forced to" Karl says. 

Tommy nods, smiling sadly. 

"I don't mind we will talk with the rest later, okay" Karl nods. 

This day went better than expected. 

And if he and Purpled cried later that night while talking about everything, that is between them. 

 |~~~*~~~|

Here they are, a few days later. 

Ponk sitting in front of him with files. 

"I found your family, here are their medical files since there is nothing else in the hospital" he gives him the files across the table. 

"I was wondering why are you helping me" He said taking the files and looking through them. 

"I talked with Sam after and he is fond of you which is saying something itself" they say smiling softly. 

"Mhm" Tommy hums before freezing. 

What is Will doing here? 

He looks at his file. 

They have the same last name, wait. 

And Kristin's file is also here. 

Huh. 

What the fuck. 

"Is anything wrong?" Ponk said worried. 

"Just" Tommy takes a deep breath "I know some of these people"

Ponk nods, sad "That must feel weird, knowing that they were your family the whole time"

Tommy sighs before standing up "Thank you for this but I need to go. I owe you for this" Ponk opens his mouth to decline probably but he doesn't let him "I insist" Ponk nods, seeing there is no place for arguing over that. 

|~~~*~~~|

"Will, can we talk" Tommy says one evening, hoping to spill his feelings and situation. 

Wilbur nods, worried before following him to his room. 

Tommy closes the door after they both entered. 

"Well, you see" Tommy scratches his neck "You know that I didn't remember anything before I can to Hero Tower"

Wilbur nods, leaning against the desk in the room. 

"I found the files that tell me my identity before all that and I found the files of my family" Wilbur nods, happy "That is good, right? You will finally meet them like you always wanted"

"Well, there is something connected to it that I need to tell you" Tommy hands him files. 

"You are my brother Will" Wilbur raises his eyebrow before looking down, going paler every second that passes. 

And then he is crying, hugging Tommy so hard, he can't breathe. 

"Will, you aren't letting me breath" he gasps out, not moving to get out of the hug. 

"I'm sorry" he quickly lets him go, wiping his tears. 

"It's okay" Tommy looks around the room, awkward silence setting between them. 

"I want to meet the rest of them" Tommy says after a lot of silence. 

"Well, you can't exactly because mom-" He gets cut off because of course he is. 

"Is dead, I know. I met her before tho and remember some things about her" Wilbur nods. 

Silence can't escape them, can it? 

"They would be happy to see you, sure but they won't after they realize you are basically named heartless deadly villain by the public" Wilbur says looking outside the window. 

"Weren't you basically a villain before Las Nevadas" he is confused. 

"Well, yes, we all are but we didn't kill"

Syndicate is my family, good to know. 

"Listen, they might be hard on you but they will be glad you are back. We searched for you after we became heroes, but didn't find you, and yet, you were in front of our faces the whole time" Wilbur is sad obviously but Tommy didn't feel emotions for years, when he cries, he doesn't feel anything and he doesn't know how to conform someone. 

He nods, looking away. 

"We

can go tomorrow, okay" Wilbur said with a deep sigh. 

"Can I bring Purpled" Wilbur nods. 

"Okay" Tommy whispers.

|~~~*~~~|

He is here, wearing a face mask and hood up, hoping no one recognizes him. 

As a knock is heard, he takes off everything. 

Rushed footsteps can be heard behind the door. 

The man with a bucket hat opens the door, smiling. 

His smile withers. 

"Hello Phil"

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He and Purpled stay quiet.

Wilbur is their only way in the house and they aren't gonna waste it.

And when Phil moves away to let them in, they all can't help but grin.

They walk into the hallway and take their sneakers off.

In front of them are stairs that go upstairs.

The door a bit further to them is locked so he guesses pantry or someone's room maybe.

A bit further on their right is a big hole of an entry where is some kind of room he guesses.

And he was right.

They go that way and they are in the living room.

Some man with pink hair is just sitting there reading the book.

So that is Ares.

And his brother.

Purpled looks around, analyzing the living room and kitchen that is attached to it.

The man looks up from his book, his face staying neutral when he sees them.

Phil sits next to Techno keeping his eyes on them.

Will sits on one of the armchairs.

"Nice place you have here, 3 daggers in some secret places, 2 guns in cupboards, and normal kitchen knives. Oh, and your guns of course" Purpled said totally uninterested in the situation at all.

Tommy blankly stares at him while Watsons just look at him confused with fear.

Tommy just slams him at the back of his head and turns to the rest of them.

Purpled stars daggers into the back of the head while he is totally unfazed about it.

He slowly slides a folder with his papers across the table to them.

They look down at it for a second before Phil takes it into his hands and opens it.

He can see how his grip becomes stronger on the folder the longer he reads.

"Is that your son" he chooses to ask.

"He is dead" Phil chooses to answer.

He can see how his fingers twitch.

He doesn't know what that means.

"No, he isn't" He answers with Wilbur looking at him, his eyes telling him to hurry the fuck up.

"In fact, he is here" Techno looks up at that.

He had his head down, reading some of his documents.

"Oh, and where" He questions, desperation leaking into his words.

"Well, you are looking at him" He fake smiles, looking as his eyes widen.

He looks down at one document with his kid's face and up at him.

Well, except for the scar he got from Dream, he looks like Quackity more with it.

They are similar though.

There is awkward silence after that.

"What do you two want for dinner" Purpled asks typing something on his phone.

"Anything would be fine" Tommy answers for them, sitting on the arm of the armchair to look at what he is typing.

"Huh" Wilbur says confused.

"Did you seriously forget the dinner at Sally's" Tommy says annoyed. 

"Sally's" Wilbur squeaks, sitting up from the armchair.

"I need to-" But he is cut off by Tommy because of course, brothers.

"She likes boys with good style, funny jokes, and aren't afraid to kill for her. Start hanging around her more. Get to know her and remember everything she says. There is a carnival next month going around, take her there and have fun. If she starts fidgeting around you, she is falling in love. Then start buying her flowers and love letters or songs" He quickly explains, taking Purpled's phone to text probably Sally something.

"You have a pretty good chance but if you want our approval, get rid of her now boyfriend, he is such an asshole" Purpled says, taking his phone back and putting it away.

Wilbur nods sitting down on the armchair, thinking.

Phil coughs, trying to get their attention.

"Are we just gonna ignore this?" He says pointing at the documents.

"I have no problem with that" Tommy answers uninterested. Phil looks at Wilbur.

"And you knew about this" Wilbur quickly shakes his head.

"I found out last night" Like that explains anything.

Tommy looks at Phil.

"Would you like to explain everything from the start"

"Well, everything was fine at first. Then we lost your mother while giving birth to you. You were the only one that reminded us of her. We used to be poor back then. We found out you had COPD and we didn't have enough money to help at all. So we given you to the orphanage in hopes that someone would adopt you and be able to afford it" He says with little stops after every sentence, tears gathering in his eyes.

"The orphanage burned down when I was 8. 8 Phil! Then fucking Schlatt just picked me from the streets and made me his little assassin for everything" He doesn't even realize that he has a handful of Purpled's hoodie in his left hand.

"I still suffer from COPD so your plan backfired. I saw every single bad thing this world has to offer. I saw blood, death, I saw-" he cuts himself off, looking at the Purpled quickly.

And when he gets the idea of what he thought of, he turns away, looking at the picture on the wall.

He does sneak his hand around his wrist, reassuring him that he is fine.

'Listen, I won't forgive you for trying to kill me. But I would like to meet you" He says standing up, looking between Techno and Phil.

"Yeah, mate you should stay for lunch" he says looking at the clock.

"Sorry, but we need to go" He quickly goes back to the way they came from.

"I'm gonna come home soon but they need me, okay" Wilbur says, standing up as well.

Phil nods, visibly worried.

Tommy and Purpled are already talking with each other, sneakers tied with jackets already on them.

How?

He doesn't ask because they have to go.

|~~~*~~~|

And then they are on the meeting the next day.

At literally 7 am.

Nobody wants to be there but they are.

And many cups of coffee are being handed right and left.

That's a mistake of calling the meeting this early.

Everyone at least once almost fell asleep in their cup.

But they did learn that a new reporter would like to interview heroes and see what happened.

Some of Las Nevadas did get invited.

Some plan going, some don't.

They are gonna talk about it more later.

But now they want their bed.

|~~~*~~~|

But some have a job to do.

Well, that's Tommy and Dream.

Everyone else is lucky.

Though not much stuff needs to be done.

Okay, that's a lie.

They would need to organize where will the furniture go and see which room is which.

Moving in together is something that neither thought would be doing.

And with half of the house done before it hit noon, both sit on the couch, completely exhausted.

They turn on the TV, hoping to see something interesting.

And they do.

Interview with Asteria.

It was interesting, to say the least.

Many questions could not be answered without Tommy or Dream's side.

It was helpful at least.

But they have to do the rest of the work.

|~~~*~~~|

And as he takes his hat and mask off, he can finally breathe.

It's a fucking pain in the ass.

Needing to mask his identity to not be caught by police is hard.

And tiring all the same.

He is in his office now.

He sits down in his chair and takes a deep sigh.

There is a knock a few seconds later.

He looks up to see Dream sticking his head in.

"Hey, are you okay" He walks in, standing right in front of his desk in the middle of the room.

His office is boring, to say the least.

The wall on his left is the bookshelf.

A big window is behind him with the couch on his right.

Pretty boring, right?

"I'm okay" he takes a few papers from the drawer and starts writing.

"What are you doing" he asks interested.

"Writting letters" he answers easily.

"Wow, we have phones now, no need to be that romantic" Dream teases.

Tommy looks at him for a second before continuing to write.

"Go to sleep, you look like a fucking zombie" he says back with a small smile.

"Okay, you caught me. Dont stay late either" he moves to the door "Good night"

"I won't, good night" Dream shuts the door after that with Tommy. 

He relaxes a bit. He has successfully written letters for everyone he cares about.

21 letters in total.

In 2 hours, that's amazing.

He looks behind him through the window.

The night is still young.

And he has time to do everything he needs.

But first, he walks to Dream's bedroom.

He puts the letter on his doorstep knowing he will walk in the middle of the night for the glass of water.

He walks back to his office and opens a window.

He has many places to go to and deliver letters.

So better start now.

Chapter Text

He delivered letters to everyone.

It was difficult for most of them.

But he did it.

He got everything off his chest.

Now he needs to have a long walk to the place he has in mind.

He is going to have his peace finally.

|~~~*~~~|

He has been playing his guitar for the past few hours.

Trying to make a perfect love song for Sally.

He is staying with Niki and Jack in Niki's apartment since it's closest to Las Nevadas.

The cafe has been closed for some time now.

He remembers that there are some cupcakes in the fridge.

He needs to go get himself water anyways.

He walks to the door, footsteps light to not be heard in the rooms next to him where Jack and Niki are sleeping.

It's 3 am.

He slowly opens his door, hearing something small hitting the floor in front of the door.

He looks down.

There is a white envelope on the ground.

He crouches, picks it up, and turns it around to see if there are any informations.

There is only "For Wilbur" written on the front.

He walks back in, forgetting about water and cupcakes.

He moves his guitar a bit so he can sit on the bed.

He is confused.

Letter for him?

He opens it, seeing a paper and a neckless.

Tommy's matching neckless.

He can feel his lungs stop working as the necklaces around his neck begin squeezing.

He takes the necklace. The golden necklace with purple disk.

He has a green disk as Tommy's real disks they got together.

He opens the letter, quickly reading through the sentences.

He can feel tears running down his face.

He quickly stands up, ignoring the way his legs want to give up underneath him.

He opens his door, seeing that Jack is in fact awake.

The light coming underneath his door.

He knocks before busting into Niki's room, seeing she is asleep.

"Niki" He says, words barely making their way out of his mouth.

He can see her look at him in the dark.

She quickly sits up, seeing the tears.

"What is happening" she pats the place next to her on the bed.

He sits down, panicked "Did you get some type of letter"

"No I don't think so" She looks around, seeing something on her work desk.

"You mean this" Jack says from the door, holding the same letter as Wilbur.

"Looks like I did too" she picks up the letter.

The only difference is that there are names with a little things next to it.

Wilbur has a guitar.

Niki has a cake and coffee.

Jack has his glasses.

Jack walks into the room, sitting on the chair while Niki makes her way into the bed.

They open their letters while Wilbur texts into the Discord group chat, appreciating that they actually made it in the first place.

He can see the disbelief on the faces.

Niki is barely holding herself together.

Jack is frozen in his seat.

"Dream answered" Wilbur says, looking away from their broken expressions.

"He said he found it but didn't open it" he typed something onto his phone.

He is crying still, making it harder to see letters.

"We are gonna go ready and meet with him" he quickly stands up, ignoring how his vision starts spinning for a second.

"Niki, I think it's best you go and warn others that are in Las Nevadas. We will need more people. This can't be written long ago. There is still a chance he is alive" He says quickly walking to the door.

"I will see you in a few minutes" he walks back to his room, ready to get his brother back for all costs.

|~~~*~~~|

He hasn't been here in some time now.

Multiple years actually.

Memories are still fresh though.

He can still see bits of dry blood on the wall and floor.

It wasn't cleaned like he expected.

|~~~*~~~|

It's been some days now.

Everyone got a different letter with the same topic.

They started looking immediately, with every day expanding the borders of where he could be until they were on the border with other cities.

At this point, news catches on thinking it's weird that new high ranked villains are searching every part of the city.

They got asked for interviews until Dream agreed to one.

They went through it.

Lower districts decided to help since Tommy and others helped them before.

The middle district was half support, half hate.

The higher ones, heroes and rich snobs were difficult, to say the least.

Rich started eating away Hero Tower while they decided what was best for everyone.

It was a difficult day for everyone.

|~~~*~~~|

He was sitting on the couch in the living room.

His legs crossed as he stares at the TV.

What did he just say?

Tommy is missing?

No that seriously can't be true.

"Ran?" He hears next to him.

He looks at Tubbo.

"Are you okay?" he asks with fake worry.

He knows him, stop falling for his tricks.

"He will be fine, trust me" Does he now?

He can see how he fakes a sad smile with fake sympathy in his eyes.

"I'm gonna go sleep" he mutters quickly.

He needs to get out of this room with him.

He quickly walks into the hallway with all the rooms.

He runs through the door of his room, tears in his eyes.

There is no way he is dead, right?

He locks his door with shaky hands, sliding down the said door.

He promised, right?

Promise?

Promise.

He stands up fast, legs giving up on him as he sobs.

He stands up slowly this time, on his way to the bed to take his gear and mask.

That's until he saw a letter next to his knives.

He opens it, immediately recognizing Tommy's handwriting.

He only reads half of it before putting the letter on his bed and getting ready.

He is out of the window quickly.

He didn't see the part where he said that he couldn't help but break their trust.

He is sorry and to not look at the oblivious place he will be in.

Too bad he is heading there.

|~~~*~~~|

Purpled was running across many rooftops all of them passed more times than they all could count.

He wasn't surprised when his path crossed with Jack's.

He was going back, clearly in thought that Purpled didn't want to bother him.

He passed him, jumping into the next building.

Not a few minutes later, his earpiece started buzzing.

Not like getting a call or something.

No.

Like someone is hacking into it.

And he waited.

Cause he doesn't care.

It may be helpful or not.

He could care less.

And as a familiar voice rang out, he knew who it was immediately.

|~~~*~~~|

He was jumping from one rooftop to the other.

He was in a hurry and lost.

It doesn't help that this place is on the border of Utah and Pogtopia.

He is close enough to see the building.

He begs Prime he come at the right time.

And in the end.

He sees Tommy leaning against the wall he found him before.

Except this time, there is a larger pool of blood under him.

He can't stop tears from his eyes.

He already had enough of Tubbo dragging him into plans he didn't want to do then Sbi joined and now everything that happened.

It just makes him feel more numb.

But seeing his best friend possibly dead is the max he can experience.

He quickly walks to him.

He can see many many fresh cuts on both legs and arms.

He ignores the knife next to him and the big red stain where his stomach is.

He needs help.

He can't do this alone.

He won't die.

He can't die.

He looks through all the pockets to find his earpiece.

He still has it after all this time.

He takes his phone and starts to call Purpled, knowing that even if he blocked him on this device he will get to him, one way or another.

And when the earpiece went through, he never felt happier.

"Purpled" He whispers out.

The other end is quiet, clearly not wanting to talk.

"I-I found him, please come" He said, finally coming to his senses and looking for the pulse.

"What" He hears Purpled shout.

His pulse is so weak.

"On the cafe Sam once owned, that old building. Please come, he is unconscious from blood loss and I don't know what to do" He cries out, tears sliding down his face leaving serious scars and burns.

"Okay okay, I will need to call back up. How is he looking" he doesn't what he hears first, tension or anxiety through his voice.

"Uhh pulse is very weak and I'm trying to stop blood but he already lost a lot" he says fast.

"Okay, okay I told the rest everything, there is a possibility someone will come before me" He says, clear that he has been running for some time now.

"Please, help him"

|~~~*~~~|

They didn't help him in time.

All villains on one roof.

All around one body.

Trying everything to help him.

From Siren's sweet voice to Ares's blood control.

They were later already.

Some of them on their knees around Tommy, sobbing.

Others are in shock, silently crying.

Some are calling his name out, hoping he will wake up.

He stopped breathing a few minutes ago.

That doesn't mean anything to them because people come back from death.

But all Tommy can do is sob as he watches them on the other side of this stupid window.

The room behind him black, void.

He had broken their hearts without the point.

Just for a stupid deal.

He can hear heels in the distance but doesn't turn around.

He knows who it is already.

He isn't happy about it at all.

Chapter Text

"Tommy listen I-" she stops unsure of what to say.

"What!?" he yells, still watching through the window as they carry his dead body away.

"You what?!"  he yells, standing up.

When did he fall to his knees?

"And why me!?" he turns around with teary eyes, tension can be felt filling the void up.

"You already know" she says calmly.

This just proves his point more.

"I might know but that doesn't mean I'm okay with it" he says desperately.

Why can't she understand?

"You are supposed to care for me, not drag me into this hell" he can't keep his emotions in check any longer.

"I do but I can't if you continue to be like this" she answers, no real fire behind her words.

Or so he thought.

"Alright, what happens now" he needs to know because he can't do this any longer.

"Nothing" she answers.

He can see the edge of his vision getting black.

What is happening? 

He doesn't have the answer as he falls to the ground.

|~~~*~~~|

They all look between themselves.

A mutual agreement.

They will pay.

And this will end once and for all.

With them.

|~~~*~~~|

The phone is ringing.

This is not an irregular thing by any means.

But their house phone?

Only a few people know that number.

And those people are family.

Something is wrong.

|~~~*~~~|

They were walking in the shadows.

Something all three learned since they were little.

Surviving.

Then why are they here, ready to break everything?

They themselves don't have the answer.

But they will do it.

For Tommy.

|~~~*~~~|

Why does his head feel like he has a ticking bomb in there?

He opens his eyes for a split second before closing them again.

It's really bright.

What he saw was some type of field.

With a bit of bandages on the trees and red for leaves.

It's weird looking overall.

He opens them once more, eyes slowly adjusting to the light.

It's sunny, like really sunny.

He slowly sits up, looking around.

There isn't anything special...

Except for the bench.

Their special bench.

He stands up a bit confused.

It's made from old wood that is gonna crack every second and some type of grass that started growing around it.

It's basically unapproachable.

He started walking a bit.

To see if there is anything else.

He wasn't paying attention as he tripped over the log.

So professional.

"Fuck" he says quietly, getting in a sitting position to examine his leg.

Nothing broke, he just sprained his ankle.

That's fine.

He sighs looking up for the rest of the way he needs to walk.

He freezes slightly.

It has ending.

The void.

He almost fell into it.

It's not even 5 more feet away from him.

He slowly stands up, his ankle hurting.

He stands for a few minutes there, wondering what should he do.

Maybe go back and explore the rest?

Or jump and see where it takes him.

Or maybe ignore he even saw this.

He was so deep in his thoughts that he didn't feel his ankle hurting anymore.

His face with a neutral look as he decides what will he do.

Fuck this.

He jumps into the void, letting darkness completely take him.

|~~~*~~~|

"What do you mean Tommy's dead" Phil says, trying to stay calm.

"Look Phil" Ranboo sighs "I found him, everyone saw him there, dead"

Phil slowly shuts down.

His anger turned into sadness.

Techno isn't showing any emotions as usual.

But everyone who knows at least a little bit knows he is angry.

|~~~*~~~|

"We never got to talk about microphones in our home" everyone knows who they are.

"Well" Wilbur starts as Dream and Purpled lean against the wall, Wilbur doing the same.

"Tubbo and Ranboo knew. The plan was to see if you or Tommy knew more about Hero Tower than you led on. But looks like both of them were working with heroes the whole time" Wilbur says quietly, in the shadows deep into the alleyway where nobody goes through.

"Ranboo didn't exactly look comfortable around Schlatt" Purpled said after a few seconds of silence.

"Oh..." Wilbur says quietly "I didn't know"

"Okay, enough of that, we have work to do boys" Dream cuts off their silence once again.

|~~~*~~~|

He opens his eyes, tired a bit.

What's up with him always being half dead before waking up?

It's getting tiring already.

Where the fuck is he?

He doesn't know, it's complete darkness.

"Who do we have here" someone says, a smile noticeable through their words.

He starts crawling backwards, not seeing anything around him.

Someone flicks the light on.

In the armchair is...

Himself.

Or his body at least.

"I see you're confused" they smile.

"I will introduce myself by the name Death gave me"  they stand up, slowly towering themselves over Tommy.

"I'm Alyssa" She held out her hand.

|~~~*~~~|

"Do you think this will be enough" Wilbur looks around, explosions filling every corner of the room. They have 3 more of these.

"Maybe not for every fucking corner of the city but it will be enough to destroy it complete insides" Dream says looking over his shoulder at him.

Purpled is making a call with someone.

|~~~*~~~|

He looks at her for a second before reaching for the hand.

"I'm sure you want to know why am I here, in your place" she said turning around as he stood up.

"Let's start from the beginning"

She sits down on the armchair, her look pointing him to the armchair a little to the right of her.

"Do you know why she wanted to make you God? I think we need to fill each other about the situation here" she said carefully.

"I don't know why, how, or what, but since I'm her only biological child I need to become the next God of something" he said sinking into the armchair.

"I only knew about her for a year now" Tommy said, zoning out a bit.

"She wasn't exactly trying to be gentle as it seems. Like if it matters for the situation, she would do it but other than that no. She is also kinda distant and cold. I don't know what to think" he said gathering his thought.

"At this point, I wouldn't be surprised if she only did that because she had to or some shit"

They were silent for a few seconds.

"What's your story?" Tommy asks in the dead quiet room.

"I'm an old soul to say the least, from 1200's. We are kept by Lady Death if we need to fill someone's place because we are responsible or something. We were educated about the present all these years so we keep up with everything" she says looking at him, reading him like a book.

"I didn't know why I got you but now it makes sense I guess"

"I met XD as you because Death wanted that. He gave me options of becoming God, I didn't accept anything though. I said I would think about it in hopes I could meet you somehow" she stands up out of nowhere.

"Can I show you something?" he follows her as she leads him to another room.

There are these window things again.

She stands in front of it.

"Since I have access to your brain, I saw your death" she sadly smiles "I thought of showing you something"

The window starts changing colors at speed.

It stopped once.

There is a page from the newspaper about his death hanging on the wall at the end of the alleyway. A couple of candles lit under it.

She continues showing many of locations like that.

Some even left letters.

Most of them are from lower sectors.

Sectors he and his friend patroled.

He started tearing up.

"I saw everything. How supporting people are even if they have nothing. Being yourself without of fear of judgment because at the end of the day, we all are humans" she spoke softly, looking through the past a bit.

"We all try our best" he said sadly.

"I know" she turns to him.

|~~~*~~~|

"Come with me" he is quite busy here, with maybe over 50 people following his every move.

They don't know it yet but they will plant only things that will make them die probably.

Surely that is.

|~~~*~~~|

"I have a deal to offer" she says quickly walking back into the living room of some source.

He nods once he is seated.

"Okay so, I have a way to go back to Earth, but we have to switch bodies. Now, I don't know if that will succeed or no" she rubs the back of her neck.

"Considering, I'm the body and you are the ghost of it" she turns around.

"I don't think that will succeed but If you wanna we can share body for a bit. You will be in the full control while I try to exit it" she explains it.

"Um yeah that works if you are sure" she nods.

"I will need you to take my hands and repeat the words I say, okay"

"Okay"

|~~~*~~~|

"This is perfect" Siren smiles "Go back to your houses and forget about this"

Everyone turns around, each person taking a different direction from others.

This will work successfully, considering this is their only chance.

And if it doesn't.

They have another way.

|~~~*~~~|

"Does anyone know where Purp, Will, and Dream are?" asked Quackity.

Everyone has been sitting in Sally's living room, thinking about everything and nothing at the same time.

"I haven't seen them for some time now" says Jack.

"They could have had gone on a walk maybe" says Niki "Wilbur was never good with managing his emotions so I wouldn't be surprised"

"I hope they are fine and aren't doing something stupid" Quackity says.

If only he knew...

|~~~*~~~|

"I think it worked" he says out loud. He is in his body again.

'I'm your inner voice now' Alyssa joked through their shared space.

'Yeah, I guess you are' Tommy smiles.

"Welp better get going" Tommy whispers under his breath.

"Wait how do I get out" Tommy yells spinning around, looking for an exit.

|~~~*~~~|

"Well isn't this amazing looking" Purpled says looking around. Everything was placed properly, with only time clicking after every second passed.

It won't matter though. Everything should, no, will go their way. Either way, it's been too long since the last time he saw anything like this.

It's fascinating.

And as the bombs hit the 24 hour mark, chaos erupted and the plan began.

It's show time ladies and gentlemen.

Chapter Text

How did everything go to hell?

From such a peace to so much mess everywhere.

She looks next to herself, other heroes are already there.

The demon is being unleashed and there is nothing they can do.

Hell is only starting.

|~~~*~~~|

He is feeling like a shit.

Bombs going all over him that if he didn't have every ability you can think about, it would be the end of him.

He made a small shield over him to keep bombs and buildings away.

He just teleported to the alleyway after all shit and out of nowhere bombs started.

Why the fuck was it raining bombs? He has no idea.

'All of this was fun and all but I found the way back' Alyssa says to him 'We will meet again though, some other time'

He can feel as his heart feels lighter. At least he doesn't have to think about that anymore.

Now to find the start of chaos.

And to make it worse because he is not in the mood to be nice to anyone.

And everyone will have to deal with that.

|~~~*~~~|

It's useful having people full of such useful powers. But when one slips, others will follow.

Just how they did.

Everything was perfect so why? How did this happen?

With Dream's dead body burning a few feet away from him, all he can do is hope that everyone else will be fine.

By everyone, he meant the „Las Nevadas team„ even though they have never officially done anything so he isn't sure where they all stand. Some low-list villains are here too fighting with them.

Every hero and person that is under that category is here. By that, he means low-list heroes, sidekicks, heroes in training, and even a few vigilantes.

And you see the thing is Wilbur would help them but he is stuck under the big part of the fallen building and he is scared.

He can't move, nobody would hear him even if he tried screaming because his voice is almost nonexistent.

He-there are some loud steps coming from the alleyway on his left.

He doesn't have the energy to look. The bombs already hurt his left arm and his legs are starting to give out under all this heaviness.

Someone runs past his head and crouches on his right, blocking the sun that was trying to kill his sight minutes before.

He opens his eyes now for a bit.

He sees a blur of colors but he can make out-Tommy? 

"Shhhh shhh" a person who looks like Tommy says,  getting the building parts off of him.

Thats ridiculous. Tommy is dead. That's why they are doing this in the first place.

So who is this in front of him? With his right and only functional arm he rubs his eyes, clearing some of the blurriness away.

He looks at the person again who is checking him over.

Golden dirty hair, scars on his face. He doesn't have to look further to know it's him. His little brother.

He can feel healing going through his body. He is still too tired to do anything other than look at him.

He is somehow alive and well.

How?

He smiles up at his little brother, seeing as he does the same.

In the second, there are two plants with thorns wrapping themselves around his throat and stomach.

He screams as he is pulled back to where the fight is. Wilbur looks to his right, watching as Chloris pulls out her thrones out of him.

Wilbur closes his eyes at the scream Tommy lets out. He finds quickly enough that he doesn't have the energy to open them up. Even if he is healed, he is so dizzy that he might as well have been bleeding somewhere he didn't know.

He just hopes everything will be okay. For him and his family.

|~~~*~~~|

As soon as the bombs stopped he heard the sharp sound of swords colliding with each other.

He started running to the sound, quickly realizing it was on the other side of the alleyway that he was about to pass by.

He sprinted and sprinted, not looking at how many dead people were around, or how many buildings had fallen down.

He took too many sharp turns to see this.

A whole ass fight on a street not so far.

And then Wilbur.

A huge part of the building fell on him, clearly, nobody had seen it since everyone was busy fighting.

He runs on his right side, seeing it will be hard to move it from the left.

He quickly does, taking a clear view of Wilbur or well Siren.

He was bloody with his left arm completely bent and destroyed to put it lightly.

He is sure he also can't feel his legs.

He quickly checks him over before he sees him opening his eyes, confusion sitting in his eyes.

"Shhhh shhh" is all Tommy said before starting to heal him.

He was already tired from holding his shield for so long with bombs basically jumping him and now this.

He will be lucky to not pass out.

Luckily there wasn't much. As well as he wanted to, he couldn't heal his broken arm because it needed to be moved to its right place before doing so.

Wilbur already looked like he would pass out. He doesn't need more pain now.

He sees him out of cornen od his eyes smiling lighty at him. He returns it, thinking about how will he pick him up and run when he is tired as shit. He doesn't want to drop him somewhere random.

As he reaches to pick him up, he isn't even close when something wraps around his throat and stomach, something small but sharp stabbing its way into his body.

He freezes, feeling like the air is starting to escape his lungs.

He suddenly flies backward, letting out a loud scream as, what he guesses are thorns, cut deeper in his body.

He lets out an even louder scream as thorns are roughly pulled out of him.

He feels like he will pass out, with his voice completely gone from that scream and blood that is starting to travel down his body.

He closes his eyes as he is dropped roughly to the ground. When was he in the air?

He hears a loud woman scream before the black completely covers his focus, going back to that shithole of void.

|~~~*~~~|

Techno was in their house, watching TV when he saw it on the news.

"Villains Siren, Dream, and Purpled are threatening the city, please avoid the center of the L'manburg"

As Techno read that he hurried and turned up the volume of the TV, slightly on edge from that.

"-ah they want to destroy the city. One of the people noticed some red wires in his basement a night before that could be connected to now. We are trying to get into contact with Emilia who is on the scene, Emilia tell us what you see"

The news turned from a news studio to a dark brown-haired news reporter in a helicopter.

"We are above the villains that are threatening to blow up the city right now. Siren has a detonator and isn't afraid to use it. They are around the fountain in the center of the city, looking like they won't be moving any time soon. More police are coming to the scene and they are trying to control the situation. If they decided to run they would be shot and hopefully arrested. We are trying to get in the contact with police for more information. That's all we have for now, back to you Anna"

Techno doesn't listen after that, already reaching for his phone while running to get his suit.

"Phil did you see the news!" he says when Phil answers, not knowing what to do "Uh no why, did something happen" Techno curses mentally when he almost tripped over a step on the stairs.

"Wilbur and a few others are about to blow up the whole city" he yells, finally getting to his room and pulling out his suit.

"WHAT?" Phil yells, loud steps can be heard "I will see with others and you sent location, we dont have time" he quickly hangs up.

He doesn't what happened after. He knows he was in so much worry that he was sick physically.

He remembers when explosives went off though. They were almost there, Phil and a few others coming behind him. He spotted them, just before explosives went into the air.

He doesn't know how or well why but explosives never went to them. Some of the bombs exploded in a few streets and around the fountain.

He can see the panic in Wilbur's eyes as the detonator explodes in his hand.

He doesn't remember much after either.

Someone pushed him and tried to shoot at him. The heroes showed up and it was a mess. He was so in his mind that he wasn't out of basic zoning out and reflexes until someone screamed.

And it was familiar in so many ways that he can't describe.

He heard it before somewhere.

He turns around, just after killing another cop to see Chloris with some plants around Tommy's neck and stomach.

He was so angry someone dared to touch him.

'He is alive'

'Child is back'

'Ewww ugly color'

'Blood for the Blood God'

'Thorns are good though, he should use them sometimes'

'Shut up'

'We want blood, give us blood '

And he will give them it.

He quickly walked behind her.

It was pathetic to not hear it.

He made a quick way of killing her.

One swipe on her legs and off with her head.

He would be more interested in this if Tommy wasn't bleeding out and Wilbur wasn't unconscious.

He needs to do this right.

For his family.

|~~~*~~~|

"Hi again" Alyssa says from her seat on the floor? It's the void so might as well have a floor.

Tommy opens his mouth about to answer but his voice doesn't work. Instead he starts coughing.

"Easy" she said after he stopped "Don't use your voice after everything that has happened. Give it some time"

He nods, choosing to use his eyes as a talking mechanism.

"I know, I'm here just because I have to tell you something" He nods, giving her a look to continue her talk.

She sighs "I talked with XD. He will talk with Death than you later. I do not know when or why but it has to do with them and you"

He nods again, quite confused.

He shivers out of nowhere.

She smiles sweetly "They are there, someone is resting their cold hands on yours"

He looks at her confused even more.

She shakes her head "I will be taking my leave here, you should go back to them"

He has so many questions but as black spots are in his vision, he doesn't fight it.

He welcomes it.

|~~~*~~~|

And he wakes up.

In void once again.

"It's not time little one, we need you here for a little bit longer, okay?" A soft voice says, completely confusing him.

Who is this now?

He looks around, trying to find them.

"Nice to meet you Tommy" Someone says behind him.

He turns around once again, already getting kind of dizzy.

"Goddess of Life, nice to meet you as well" he says with a rough voice, nodding to her.

She is in her standard white dress and gray heels. White tiara on her brown hair with white streaks.

"XD has been looking to see you now, I'm sure you were told"

Somewhere in the back of his mind, he can hear voices.

Someone yelling and crying.

"DAD HE ISN'T BREATHING, PLEASE" someone sobbed.

He can feel someone put something on him.

"Tommy..." Life says, catching his attention.

"I'm fine don't worry" He said taking a few deep breaths.

What was that?

"Are you okay with walking to our destination"

He nods, confused about what destination. They are literally in the void.

She turns around, slowly but steadily starting to walk.

He is in quick footsteps behind her.

He quite watches as the color and space around them start to change for sine fucking reason.

And that did not scare him for a second just because he zoned out.

Nope.

Everything changed to kind of a white green space? Animals were running around and having fun, and many plants from trees to fruits and flowers there.

It was beautiful really.

The only thing that is quite different but fits the whole place are black door on the other end of the room.

Some colorful flowers were on there, probably to not make it straight from the horror movie.

They quickly walk through.

"You will be fine, I promise sunshine, stay wi-" That was quickly cut off by a scream from said person.

"Godness of Life here" she knocks on the door 5 or 6 times. He doesn't know, he didn't really pay attention.

She doesn't seem to realize it happened again, he is thankful for distracting her even though she won't ever know about it.

The door opened, and XD was in there, peacefully sitting at his desk.

He smiles at him, getting up from his chair.

"It's nice to finally meet you, Tommy wasn't it?" he nods, smiling back.

It was fake, he is sad, he is angry, he is in pain, he is distracted, where is he, what is this place, get him out, get him out, GET HIM OUT OF HERE PLEASE

"Well, let's start with our small talk" He sits down in his seat, hinting at them to sit as well.

Tommy looks around a bit, he is kind of amazed.

The walls are green in color. Not a dark or light one, kind of an earthy one he had never seen before. There are leaves on the ceiling and corners of the room.

There are a few dark brown cupboards as well as a big closet with probably shit loads of paper.

The desk is the same color, quite neat looking.

"So, do you know why are you here" XD says, getting his attention again.

Tommy shakes his head, raising an eyebrow.

"Well basically, we got a couple of accusations of Death doing something bad to teenage souls. Since you are her son and maybe the next God" he winces, yes he forgot about that "We need to know if you saw or heard anything" he finishes as Tommy realizes something.

Teenage souls?

Is this about him?

He is a teenager.

But again, it could be someone else.

Did Alyssa..?

Oh, she better not.

Did she tell about him to XD?

"No, I didn't hear anything about it since I didn't see my mother for a while now" he says, tongue heavily going over the word mother. Like it's some poison that never got in his veins.

XD nods, looking at the papers in front of him.

"I hear you were revived" he said looking at the Goddess of Life.

She slightly freezes.

"It might be some glitch because I haven't revived anyone for some time now" She looks confused.

There was an oblivious lie that was somehow not detected.

He nods.

"What were you thinking about sunshine, when you did it" there is that voice again, sobbing.

"You have been getting them for quite some time now, right?" XD says, still not looking up from his papers.

"Voices in your head" he says when Tommy doesn't reply.

"Since I met Goddess of Life, I have them" he doesn't say about Alyssa as planned.

XD hums "Well that's all I needed you for" he slowly pulls away the papers.

Lady Life stands up to shake his hand.

Tommy wants to do the same except the same black void starts appearing again.

He is fucked.

And he might as well have some rest before he wakes up for 2nd time, his hope getting bigger every second.

Chapter Text

It was hard. All he wanted was to go back to sleep. Everything hit him like a train. Every little sound, light hitting his eyelids, whispers in the room. It all came to him in a moment.

His body doesn't want to cooperate. He can't move a muscle. His eyes are still closed, unable to figure out where is he. He is freaking out and yet nobody notices. 

He can't place those whispers, they sound like they are underwater. And as he feels more and more tired by a second, he goes to sleep hoping everything will go his way then.

|~~~*~~~|

Wilbur was quite literally shitting himself when he woke up and the house was dead silent. It would be normal if it wasn't fucking 2pm. So he takes off all the hospital shit technology and goes through the house to find others.

When he stepped out, he was somewhere he remembers but at the same time isn't. It's like he knows the layout but doesn't know where they are and shit.

He continues walking down the hall, he feels like his legs are heavier than ever, slowing his walk a bit.

He passes the room with an open door. Phil is in there, sleeping with his head resting against his arms on the table. Probably from either stress or staying up all night. At least now he knows he isn't alone.

He continued further down the hall, met with an open living room where most were once again sleeping. Techno and Jack drooling over one another, Niki and uh Rhea taking most of the couch with Purpled. Karl, Sapnap, and George are in a small tent on the floor basically ready to run if needed.

He carefully passes them, going further into the house. He doesn't hear anything for a while. Then he does.

A beeping somewhere in the distance.

He walks faster despite feeling like he will fall.

He finds the door, behind all it's heard is beeping and light snoring.

He opens it, seeing as the only left people are there. 

He sees Tommy on the bed with multiple beeping machines connected to him. 

He can't help but smile sadly as tears are collecting their way into his eyes. 

He did that, for him. 

It's stupid yet understandable. 

If he only didn't, they wouldn't be here. 

But he will be okay.

He had to be.

Wilbur will make sure of it.

And as Puffy and Sam start waking up from their little sleep on the couch in the room.

"Will what are you doing?" Puffy asks him, looking confused.

"Why are you all asleep" he asks looking like he will throw a tantrum. He probably will.

"Will it's like 2 in the morning" he literally stares at him.

"Huh" so haha he might have replaced am with pm while looking at the clock. 

"Oh I'm sorry uhh I will go back to my room now" Wilbur says turning around to go to the door. 

"Wait" he hears behind him. 

"Are you okay?" Puffy asks, her hand sets on his shoulder. 

"Yeah, I think I am" he said looking at Tommy. It was hard. He had done that. Why did he fail? If he didn't he couldn't have gotten hurt. 

He walks out of the door, Puffy's hand slipping from his shoulder to the air, left hanging there for a few seconds before lowering it. 

What will he do now? 

|~~~*~~~|

He wakes up, it's quiet and peaceful now. He can move his arms which is all he needs right now. A evidence that he isn't in some stupid coma.

He doesn't need that at the moment. Yet he still doesn't understand a lot of things.

He opens his eyes, seeing Puffy and Sam doing some paperwork on the couch and table with cups of coffee. It must be morning then.

He must have moved somehow or something because Puffy looks over, a shocked expression appearing on her face.

She quickly runs beside his bed, checking to see if he is fine and if everything works fine.

They were scared that the thorns didn't hit some important nerves and hurt him further. It didn't thank Prime for that one.

Puffy checked over every machine connected to him to see if it works perfectly and if something wasn't broken.

"We need some kind of explanation because we are still kind of blown away" Sam said, moving his arms "by all this" he finishes, setting them to be at his sides. 

"I'm glad you are fine Tommy" he says hesitant. It was no secret that Tommy didn't love pity or any comments made about his wellbeing. 

He nods, watching what is Puffy doing.

"Okay" she claps her hand, seeing as Tommy flinches at unexpected noise.

She ignores it, knowing bringing it up won't do any good.

"I will go tell others" Puffy says, quickly walking out of the room. Well that was weird. 

"We have been worried for you" he said, his body tensing as he expected the reaction.

"How's Will" he chose to change the conversation completely. Like c'mon, you don't want to be here talking about emotions with the big man as himself.

"He is good, woke up a few hours ago and is on bed rest still" Sam said, amusement on his face.

"Even though he tried to run away from his room multiple times. We placed him in the living room" Sam smiles, he clearly noticed how he changed it but didn't comment on it either so that's good.

"I hope you remember everything, all that happened is crazy" oh that reminds Tommy.

"What even happened, I just know the bombs out of nowhere started blowing shit up" he said, slowly sitting himself up.

"Well apparently Will, Dream and Purpled couldn't live without you and wanted revenge. They wanted to blow up the whole city up. We all should really fill each other up on everything so it will be better to hear it yourself if that makes you feel better" Sam said, standing up from the edge of bad and going through some cabinet.

"Oh, when is that exactly" he doesn't wanna see anyone just yet, everything aches so bad he wants to throw up but again he has to. His curiosity is killing him.

"Meetting is either tonight or tomorrow morning" he said casually as he grabbed some medicine, probably painkillers.

"Oh... Can it be tonight?" He asked as Sam placed medicine next to the water bottle on the cabinet. Weird he didn't notice it. 

"I will see what I can do with Quackity" Sam nods. 

There is a question he wanted to ask but wasn't sure about it. 

"Do yo-" he was cut off as Puffy entered with a tray of food and 2 people following her. 

"Here, take this" she said, giving him a tray with eggs and some vegetables. 

He can see Niki and Eret eyeing him. After all, he came back from death so either way he isn't surprised. 

"I will leave you with them to talk alright? Eat that and drink painkillers afterward. We will call you when it's time for a meeting" she says with an apologetic smile. After that, she drags Sam out of the room leaving him with the other two. 

The room settled into an awkward silence as nobody knew how to start the conversation. Or in general topic to talk about. 

"Can you tell me what happened during the fight?" He said, getting himself comfortable to eat. Listen he is desperate for answers. Some things don't make sense.

"Well nothing special. Hero-villain fight but heroes were a bit hesitant to say the least. Well everyone except Chloris we guess. She was the only one who was trying, even after Schlatt died, they all are supposed to be weaker but they aren't. They are holding back for some reason. They are choosing a new mayor right now that will have control over Hero Tower" Eret sighs, sitting next to him and looking at Niki, thinking. 

"Puffy applied, hoping that she can turn over the situation even after betrayal" Niki said still standing, not wanting to be close. That's weird considering she is a very touchy person. 

"Oh, anything else?" he doesn't wanna talk about hero tower, that place holds many bad memories. 

"Well, we think you should be told about this before meeting" she said, nervously scratching her neck. 

"Well, so Dream to put simply is dead" Eret says,  unable to stop himself as he didn't just ruin his heart. 

"What" he asks, his lungs without breath that he can't quite catch. 

"He died as the bomb exploded. No one else died,  there were a few Injured, and more critical ones were healed" Niki said, sitting down on the couch.

He doesn't know what to do. He can't feel shit, it's so weird. Shouldn't he be crying, shouting that someone from the beginning was dead? He doesn't know.

"We wanted to see how were you Tommy, everyone else is nervous to see you so we went. Some still can't believe that you are alive" Niki says, grabbing some paperwork.

"Are others okay" he needs to know at least that. One is already that dead, he can't take more chances.

"Everyone is fine, Will is a bit rough after healing but he will be fine" Eret stands up, walking to the table to see the paperwork as well.

"We are here to watch you over and to not try to run away and hurt yourself. Will already fucked up his arm" she said rolling her eyes. Of course he did.

"They are also setting up the meeting room and we exactly aren't supposed to be there" Tommy raises his eyebrows, confused "Basically we broke some things when we got here so we aren't exactly wanted there" ohhh he gets it.

He yawns, tiredness finally hitting him.

"You can sleep, we will wake you up when it's time for meeting" Niki says, her voice going softer.

He hums, already deeply going into a sweet dream. 

|~~~*~~~|

He was feeling so comfortable, yet so sick. Someone was humming, slowly running their fingers through his hair as he woke up more and more each second.

"Wake up, we need to get ready" the soft voice said above him.

The hand stops moving with humming slowing down.

He opens his eyes, finding the room quite dark.

"Good evening Tommy" Niki says, her pink hair hanging off her shoulders.

"Meeting is in 20 minutes, I thought to wake you up and if you wanted to eat anything" She said, her head glancing at the bowl of soup on the nightstand.

"Thanks" he says, still a bit sleepy. He sits up, Niki placing the tray with the bowl in his lap.

He quickly eats in silence as Niki changes into her costume in the bathroom.

He didn't need to, he was already tired enough. Healing took a lot out of him.

So when Puffy knocks on the door signaling they needed to go, with Niki holding him as they go to the meeting room, he was ready for truth because what the fuck is this shit. He is confused.

Might as well talk it out, "Communication is key" my ass though. Puffy said he needed to work on that.

And now sitting at the table, everyone visibly tense he is surprised they don't break something.

"Okay let's just get this over with" Purpled says, tired as shit. He probably didn't sleep for some time now. That needs to change.

"First we would like to go from the start which are letters" Quackity pulls out his letter out. Most of the people there were looking at him which was awkward, to say the least.

'Why did you do it" Ranboo said, his arms crossed like he was ready to fight every second.

"I don't know still, I felt like I was going crazy and I also needed to talk with my mother" He says unsure how to explain it.

"Your mother?" Purpled asks, quite confused.

"Well my mom might or might not be Goddess of Death..." He says tapping his fingers on the table, ready to be bombarded with questions.

"Oh, it's okay" Quackity says, shrugging as people kill themselves every day to see their mother who is basically death. 

But he sighs, no questions thank Prime.

"Next is you two up" Quackity says, his glare boring into Wilbur and Purpled. Everyone ignored how the third one was missing. To be fair only Tommy knew him that much. Puffy may be too but their connection is difficult to understand so he didn't really question it.

"Well..." Wilbur started clearly embarrassed that it also failed. 

"We couldn't live without Tommy so we wanted to bring the city down thinking they were the reason and die in the process. Don't question how we got to that type of thinking or how we asked each other. We just did it without thinking" Purpled explained quickly, looking down at the table. He doesn't like expressing his feelings and in front of other people, it's even more difficult.

"How did you even get bombs" Quackity says, a calculating look in his eyes that he can't quite understand.

Wilbur gives a small smile "We might or might not have lied to Charlie and got bombs from you" his smile turning more shameful.

"I don't even know what else I expected" He sighs "Okay that's good, now how the fuck are you alive" 'probably the question everyone waited for' Tommy thinks.

"Well, to put it simply, Kristin, my mother, has placed me in limbo while putting an old soul into my body because someone needed to become God at the end of the day. Old soul found me and I got back into control" He quickly ranted out, feeling weird as he spilled everything.

"Why would you need to become God in the first place? Mom wanted us two to be so so you can have a good life and be happy finally" Wilbur asks, confused by new information.
Tommy is too confused because of how that happened.

"I don't know, I just know that one day she was there, then Prime was leading me to the XD and shit happened. I have gotten a choice to become or not and I don't think I will. I want to stay away from everyone" He really does, it's making him go crazy now.

Wilbur smiles reassuringly "That's understandable, it's kind of a hard for kid" He doesn't say anything even tho he rightfully isn't a kid. He is 19 for fuck sake.

"Anyways there are new..." Quackity's voice fails away as Tommy zones out. Something is weird. It feels wrong, the atmosphere is weird. He mentally struggs, he will figure it out.

|~~~*~~~|

Death smiles, watching as the meeting takes place and continues. She has done it correctly and saved everyone. Her sister might be angry at her but she understands and that's what is important. XD might of have predicted it all it but she doesn't care.

She has done it.

She can rest now.

And maybe meet the youngest more without being a "trouble" for him.

Yeah, that works.