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His breath was heavy in his throat, choking on air as he ran past trees.

The dirt felt rough against his feet and branches kept scraping or hitting his arms.

It felt like the trees itself were against him, helping whatever had been following him since he started running.

Not that he remembers starting, hell it feels like he’s been running since forever.

Yelling was coming from all around him, next to him and behind him but he could never see, never touch, just constantly there, hate dripping out of their presence and the need to capture him.

Which was why he was still running, even though his feet hurt, even though his knees felt like they were going to give in soon, even though he had trouble breathing.

Every breath felt like a dagger into his chest yet he knew to keep breathing.

To stay alive, to keep running.

And just like that they were in front of him, circling him.

Demanding he let them take him back, back to where they’d continue to hurt him, where they’d make him do everything thousands of times a day, again and again and again.

He wasn’t going back there, not now that he finally got away.

And just like that a white circle erupted around him, it floated around him protectively until a few figures got a bit too close.

He put his hands out and the circle expanded, slicing any figure that was too close in half.

Tears fell from his eyes as he saw the bodies drop, the lifeless eyes staring at him.

Someone was now standing in front of him, but he was still looking at the dead eyes that were turning black.

The person in front of him stuck a needle in his neck, and he felt the world fade.

Tommy gasped as he shot up in bed.

Looking around his room in the penthouse in confusion, it felt like he was still in the forest but he was in his room.
The morning sun was shining through his open windows, a slight breeze coming through from the open balcony doors.

It felt too calm for Tommy’s rambled mind.

He was breathing too heavily and sweat was gathering on his arms and forehead.

“What the fuck was that?”

Chapter Text

It’s been a year since the events with Dennis Dalton.

Tommy, Tubbo and Ranboo have been living with and under the rest of the Minecraft family.

Which Tommy now obviously belonged to.

They’ve been hiding out from the mafia ever since Tommy came home after having decapitated Dennis Dalton.

It’s been great, he goes to school at a hero school in District 3 with Tubbo and Ranboo.

Tubbo and Ranboo both work in hero support, Tubbo as Tech Support and Ranboo as someone who cleans wounds, watches maps, alerts the hero of dangers, those things.

Also known as Watch Support.

Tommy had of course made it into the hero course, he was awesome like that.

Also the recommendations from 3 high ranking heroes and one retired hero really helped.

He was still sneaking out to District 80, still patrolling it up until 85.

It was nice, Tommy had never been so content or happy in his life.

And then the voices came.

He’d hear them in his dreams but soon they’d go over to when he was awake. He’d hear voices talking as one, rarely as multiple, they were all trying to tell him something but it was like it was being blocked out.

He heard the words he just didn’t understand them.

And then came the dreams, dreams of what felt like it had happened for real, like it was replaying a memory.

But that was insane, because most of the dreams were about this one instant when he got away from Silence Labs and he’d been running in the forest.

Tommy only remembers doing that once.

“Can you boys go into the city to buy some snacks for movie night tonight?” Phil, also dubbed as dad, dadza and old man by Tommy and his siblings, asked.

The people he was addressing this to were Tommy and Techno, who were both still half asleep.

Tommy peeped in agreement, Phil answered with a thankful squawk.

Techo made a sound of acknowledgement, contributing to the Avian interaction as best as he could without using too many of his tired brian cells.

“You stayed up way too late again, didn’t you Techno?” Kristin asked, planting a kiss on the top of his head, then walking over to Tommy and doing the same to him.

“Mornin’ mum.” Tommy muttered as he took a bite of his breakfast, which was mainly eggs.

“Morning!” She replied happily, ruffling Tommy’s hair as she moved on to her husband.

They started up a conversation that Tommy mostly blocked out, off mindedly continuing to listen to the voices and trying to figure out what they were saying.

“When do you wanna go into the city?” Techno asked him from his spot at the table.

Tommy looked over and shrugged, besides maybe hanging out in the theater room that they changed into a gaming and theater room in Tubbo and Ranboo’s penthouse that they named Snowchester for no reason.

Wilbur had tried to name their penthouse L’Manburg, Techno wanted to call it Antarctic Empire, they still had to vote for which one.

“I can go anytime Blade.” Tommy said with a jab at Techno.

Who just smirked “Alright then, in 30 minutes it is.”

Tommy hates this fucking family.

Scratch that, he hates Techno only, that bitch is always out to get Tommy.

“Fine by me bitch!” Tommy said as he got up, stuck his middle finger up to Techno, and walked out the kitchen to his room on the second floor.

Putting on some jeans, a red hoodie, white sneakers and his red beanie that he knitted.

He shot Tubbo and Ranboo a quick text about what they want for movie night because he Techno are gonna get everything now.

Wilbur had already sent him a text with what he wanted and Tubbo was typing his and Ranboo’s.

Tommy was mindlessly staring at the dots when he suddenly heard a voice “So close to-” and then it cut off.

He realised as he heard the voices continue speaking in gibberish, that he just heard them speak an actual sentence that he understood.

“Oh damn, you idiots finally said something I could understand.” Tommy spoke out loud to his empty room.

The voices went wild, all screaming different things.

“Hey don’t scream at me! It’s not my fault I’m hearing you and you’re all fucking dumb.” He countered as he started making his way to the elevator where he was going to wait for Techno who had probably already taken Phil and Kristin’s list by now.

The voices were now grumpily saying the same thing again and Tommy could still not understand it, “How about you guys get back to me when you can form sentences I understand?”

“Who you talking to?” Techno asked as he stepped forward, standing in front of Tommy.

“Oh uh, no one really!” Tommy said with a bright smile, the voices attacking him again at being called no one.

“Sounded like you were talking to someone.” Techno said, moving past Tommy into the elevator he had called up.

“Was just on the phone with Tubbo?” Tommy said but it sounded like a question to him as well.

“Mhm sure.” Techno replied.

“Why do I have the sudden need to dress up like a royale and do a photoshoot?” Tommy asked confusedly, mostly to himself but Techno seemed to perk up at that.

One of the voices sounded incredibly happy at that for some reason.

“We could do that, as like a family photo.” Techno said, trying to make it sound like he didn’t care about the subject but Tommy saw the slight smile on Techno’s face and his eyes were glistening with something Tommy couldn’t place his finger on.

Probably interest or something.

Tommy nodded along “Yeah that’d be cool, I think dad would love that.” He added.

This time Techno nodded along.

Half an hour later Tommy found himself in the isles of the supermarket they usually shop at, browsing for some more snacks that looked interesting.
Techno had dumped some snacks in the cart and had then fucked off to the other side of the store to do Prime knows what. Leaving Tommy alone to argue with the voices on what kind of snacks they should get.

“How about this, if you all agree on one snack and try to actually make me understand it, I’ll take it with.” Tommy flat out told them, staring at the chips in front of him.

So the voices started up again, but this time not as one.

It kind of hurt Tommy’s brain and he had to steady himself on the cart so he wouldn’t fall over.

“Alright one voice at a time please!” He whispered aggressively whilst acting like he was still paying attention to the chips he was looking at.

Unbeknownst to Tommy, Techno was standing right behind him.

He’d returned from whatever he’d been doing to find his youngest brother talking to himself but what felt like someone else as well.

Techno’s concern only grew when Tommy spoke like there were multiple voices.

“The only reason I know y’all aren’t a human fucking with me is because you guys speak a language I don’t understand, do any of you speak English?” Tommy asked in desperation as the voices continued to bicker.

“DORITOS!” They all yelled at him, Tommy winced violently.

“Okay okay! I’ll get you bastards some Doritos!” He told them as he grabbed the bag, putting it in the cart.

And just as he put it in the cart he saw Techno standing behind him.

He almost punched Techno.

“Bitch! Don’t do that!” Tommy yelled at his older brother, who just stared at him.

It was silent for a moment and it was turning a bit uncomfortable for Tommy.

“Lets go pay bitch!” He exclaimed, grabbing the cart and booking it.

Tommy could still feel Techno’s stare on him as they waited in line to pay for their stuff. It was only succeeding more in making Tommy incredibly uncomfortable.

What was this? Some sort of training?

They finally made it to the end of the line, and Tommy looked up to see the receptionist already staring at him.

Their eyes were completely blue, engulfed in it.

“Icarus, they are getting close, look out my child.” The receptionist spoke, their voice sounding off, like it was being forced out.

The blue then disappeared from their eyes and they continued like nothing had happened.

“Your total will be 47,60 sir.”

“What the fuck?”

Techno had grabbed Tommy by the arm as soon as they had everything in bags and dragged him out of the store.

Tommy let out a shocked peep but didn’t comment on it further.

Soon they were in an alleyway next to the store, Techno let him go and looked at him.

“Tommy, what was that?” The hero had asked him.

“How am I supposed to know?! The only thing I know is that I keep hearing voices, like hundreds of them! Sometimes I think they're in the room with me and I have to look around to make sure I didn’t just hear someone talking actual gibberish!” Tommy had yelled out in frustration.

He was grasping at his hair and he had the strong need to take out his wings and start cleaning them, but he wasn’t allowed to show his wings in public for protection purposes.

“I meant the person who just got possessed.” Techno told him matter of factly.

“Like I know more about that!” This man really didn’t see the obvious did he?

No wonder Wilbur was so blind, it’s genetic, these people need glasses.

“You’re all old, you need glasses.” Tommy hufted as he picked up the bags that he had set on the floor to yell at Techno.

Walking towards the exit of the alleyway, but Techno laid a hand on his shoulder.

“Do not speak about the possession or voices to anyone before we have it figured out more, okay?” Techno asked him, there was another look in his eyes right now.

It almost looked like hope.

“Not even mum and dad? Or Wilbur? Or Tubbo and Ranboo?” Tommy asked him.

Techno sighed and shook his head.

He was expecting Tommy to tell him to fuck off by now but the boy just kinda stared at the wall for a bit.

He then sighed as well and nodded.

“Fine, but I won’t hide it for long.”

“Thank you.”

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“Okay so we don’t speak to anyone about the voices?” Tommy asked once more, just to be sure.

He and Techno were riding up the elevator to L’Manburg/Antarctic Empire, they still needed to officially name it.

Tommy liked L’Manburg more, but he’s pretty sure that Antarctic Empire will win.

Eh, never too late to start a rebellion in your own home!

“Yes, I’ll explain in a bit, just go to the library. I'll meet you there in a few minutes.” Techno answered right before the doors of the elevator opened.

Tommy nodded and made his way to the library on the first floor.

He snooped around, looking for some interesting books whilst waiting for Techno to arrive and tell Tommy what he knew.

Quickly he spotted a book about Greek mythology and opened it.

Noticing some notes sticking Tommy flipped to the page one of the notes was one, revealing the story of Atlas.

“Right, that guy who had to carry the world and all that shit.” Tommy mumbled to himself, scanning the page before finally looking at the notes.

‘Wilbur likes this page because according to him his name is actually Atlas.’ The handwriting was obviously Kristin’s, which made Tommy mildly confused.

Wouldn’t she know what Wilbur’s name is?

The next note that stuck out was on the page of Hercules, which Tommy found even more odd.

“Please tell me Techno’s real name isn’t Hercules.” Tommy asked the empty library. Who the hell names their kid Hercules anyway? Just gonna take that name and invoke the wrath of Zues I guess.

Not that Tommy liked Zues, dude needed to keep his thunder cock in his pants.

“It is, my name is Hercules.” Tommy heard Techno speak from behind him.

Making Tommy turn around quickly and face Techno.

Tommy chuckled nervously and put the book back in it’s spot. For some reason it felt illegal to know Techno’s real name.

“What did you want to explain to me?” Tommy asked, shifting on his feet.

“I hear voices too.” Techno told him matter of factly.

Tommy looked rather confused at his older brother and made a hand gesture, trying to make Techno explain more.

“I hear multiple voices, all saying different things most of the time, sometimes the same thing.” Techno explained further.

“Oh, I usually hear multiple voices but they’re usually saying the same thing.” Tommy told Techno in response. Techno looked surprised and what Tommy had told him.

And saddened at the same time.

“I’m sorry, I won’t be able to help you much with that then.” He told Tommy honestly.

The blond just shrugged in response, “Isn’t like I don’t know how to deal with it, the annoying part is that most of the time I can’t understand what they’re saying, like it’s a different language.” he explained.

Techno pulled another confused face and thought for a moment.

“Maybe it has something to do with the possession earlier?” The hero questioned.

“This morning they did say something about coming close to something but that was about it.” Tommy answered, trying to puzzle it together as well.

“We’ll figure this out, but for now let's go vote on the name for this house.” Techno said, turning around and walking out of the library, leaving Tommy alone. The boy gave one more glance at the Greek mythology book before quickly grabbing it and making it out of the library as well.

He walked into the kitchen a few minutes later, having dumped the book on his bed in his room.

“The voting will begin!” Wilbur called, handing everyone a piece of paper.

Tommy quickly scribbled down L’Manburg and put it in the box on the kitchen island, waiting for the rest to finish as well.

Tubbo and Ranboo also got a vote, which warmed Tommy’s heart just a tiny bit, it’s nice to see his family including his other family.

Which is also why Tommy loves movie night so much.

After everyone put in their notes Wilbur opened the box and began counting.

From his face of dismay Tommy could already tell L’Manburg had not won and the house would be called the Antarctic Empire.

“The Antarctic Empire wins with 4 votes.” Wilbur said, putting the notes back into the box.

Techno cheered and started pestering Wilbur.

To which Wilbur did not reply kindly, making Techno jump out of another window.

Movie night started a few hours after the voting, everyone was gathered in the theater in the Antarctic Empire, a bunch of snacks next to every person.

Blankets and pillows had been gathered and out of sheer spite Wilbur and Tommy made a pillow fort that they called L’Manburg.

Wilbur said it’s a drug van and Tommy is running with it.

“Hey Phil do you want some drugs my friend?” Tommy called from the ‘van’, which caused Phil to just wheeze and shake his head.

“No thanks mate, I’d rather you just tell me what movie you wanna watch.” Phil replied.

“We could watch a hero movie?” Ranboo replied, snuggled up in one of the chairs with a bunch of snacks already open on his lap.

Every hero and retired hero in the room groaned.

Oh yeah, apparently Kristin used to be a hero too, she however quit the job and now does.. Whatever she does, Tommy doesn’t really know.

“Why did all the heroes just groan in unison?” Tubbo asked, looking around the room from where he was sitting next to Ranboo, an Antarctic Empire voter, like a fucking traitor.

“We’re heroes, or used to be, we do and see that shit every day and most of the time superhero movies do it wrong, the only ones that do it right is Marvel.” Wilbur supplied.

Tommy pulled a face in disgust “Are you dissing Batman right now?”

“Yes I am.” Wilbur stated, looking Tommy straight in the eyes.

Tommy looked back for a bit before shrugging, “Yeah okay fair enough, I mean I don’t like how he treated Jason Todd so I’m fully willing to support you on that claim just now.”

“See? Even the DC fan agrees.” Wilbur states, making Tommy hit Wilbur.

“I like both Marvel and DC.” Ranboo replies with a shrug.

“Disgrace.” Techno answered, not telling which side he was on however, making Tommy confused.

“Okay, how about we watch something other than a superhero movie?” Phil replied, before leaning into his wife “They do know right that it’s just stories?”

Kristin looked lowkey offended at her husband before turning back at the screen, leaving Phil even more confused.

“I know something! It isn’t really a movie but I think we could finish it before morning.” Tubbo replied, sticking his hand up.

“Shoot little man.” Techno replied, making Tubbo hit his knee from where he was sitting in front of Techno.

“Why am I getting constantly attacked?” Techno questioned.

No one answered.

“The Owl House.” Tubbo said, folding his arms with a grin on his face.

“YES! I agree with Tubbo!” Wilbur yelled from his spot in the pillow fort, is this man sure he’s above 20?

“The Owl House it is, I guess.” Phil answered.

He turned off the light as he started the show, making everyone get quiet as they started munching on their snacks.

It had a nice vibe, Tommy could almost block out the voices he was still hearing, and The Owl House was actually a pretty great show.

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It was a nice morning, a slow breeze coming through the door, the curtains swinging softly in the wind, the sun that had risen and was now blasting in Tommy’s face.

Nice morning.

So, instead of getting up, Tommy just turned around, giving the sun a middle finger and continued trying to sleep.

Keyword is trying, because as soon as he'd closed his eyes again, his bedroom door was swung open by none other than Wilbur Minecraft, a little brat.

“Tommy! Get up! You’ve got school!” Wilbur yelled, walking over and dragging Tommy out of bed by his leg.

Tommy flapped his white wings wildly, trying to hit Wilbur with them to make him let Tommy go.

Which Wilbur did after he got a face full of feathers.

“Get out of my room Wilbur!” Tommy groaned as he started getting up from the floor, giving his brother a soft kick to his leg just for fun.

Which earned him a soft kick to his hip by Wilbur.

“Fine fine, I’ll save your pride!” Wilbur said as he got up, giving Tommy a little shove before fleeing out of the room, laughing like a little gremlin.

Tommy just sighed and started getting ready for school. He grabbed a white hoodie with the HCH logo on it, which was a blocky red heart with two black stripes. It was one of Tommy’s favourite hoodies since Phil gave it to him.

He also has a hoodie he stole from Wilbur that has a killer whale on it and a hoodie from Techno that was just red.

Not like Techno would miss it anyway.

Plus Tommy could comfortably have his wings in them because the hoodie was so big.

All of Tommy’s hoodies, except the ones he stole from his brothers, had two slits in them on his back so that he could pull out his wings for school.

Most of the time he wore a jacket over it though, one of those black denim jackets.

Still having to wear beanies he put his red one on his head, as that is where it goes.

He puts on some ripped skinny jeans and white converse.

Grabbing his bag as he walks out the door and runs down the hall to get to the kitchen and eat some breakfast, Tommy hears the voices again “They’re closer.”

Stopping in his tracks in the kitchen’s door frame Tommy stared concerned at the floor.

“Good morning Tommy!” Phil called as he was making some pancakes. Tubbo and Ranboo were also sitting at the kitchen table, this often happened when Tubbo and Ranboo didn’t feel like making breakfast for themselves.

“Good morning, where’s Wilbur?” Tommy asked his dad, who just shrugged.

“Woah, way to ignore us wing boi.” Tubbo said from where he was sitting at the dining table.

Tommy stuck his middle finger up at Tubbo whilst sitting down in front of Tubbo, Ranboo was at the head of the table.

“I’m just asking because he dragged me out of my bed and then kicked me.”

“That’s abuse.” Ranboo counters, making Tommy kick Ranboo under the table.

“Ow! Mr Minecraft, your son is abusing me!”

“Tommy stop that!”

Tommy grumbled and started eating the pancakes Phil had just put in front of him, “He was throwing Wilbur slander!” Tommy defended himself in between bites.

“And I’ll do it again- OW!”

That was like an hour ago, right now Tommy, Tubbo and Ranboo we’re in the bus to District 3 to go to school, which was horrible and Tubbo was right it was hell.

But also according to Tubbo the one he used to go to was way more boring than this one, they didn’t even teach you about how to be a hero! Which Tommy thinks is a crime against any child ever.

They should all be locked up.

Tommy did find school sort of fun however, next to the homework and the having to pay attention.

At least they taught him how to be a better hero, and being the only student who already had a lot of experience in that field he was top of his class and often called on to answer questions.

He hasn’t really made friends in his class, he tolerates most of them but none of them would ever live up to Tubbo and Ranboo, who he most often hangs out with in between classes and at lunch, as one does with friends.

Tommy has however gained some kind of enemy, there were a few upperclassmen that found it hilarious to make fun of Tommy for some reason.

“You think Brad is sick?” Tubbo asked, mentioning one of Tommy’s arch nemesis.

Tommy squinted at the sky and said “I hope he’s dead.”

Ranboo sent Tommy a thumbs up from where he was sitting in front of Tommy, “Real good hero talk right there Toms.”

“Shut up Ranboob.”

“Boys, boys, you’re both pretty, now let's focus on the task at hand, getting Tommy to admit to school administration that he’s getting bullied.” Tubbo countered, sending them both a look to shut them up.

“Never, I’m not getting bullied, they’re just my enemies.” Tommy said, nodding to himself.

Both Tubbo and Ranboo gave him a look as if he’s was fucking dumb.

“Shut up, both of you, your faces speak words that I don’t wanna hear, silence.” He said as he started shoving Tubbo in the face to sit normally again, not in the way he was sitting to look at Tommy just before.

Tubbo licked his hand, like a fucking child.

So Tommy smeared it on Tubbo’s face, also like a fucking child.

“Sometimes I wonder how you saved anyone at all ever.” Ranboo sighed, earning him another kick to his leg.

“STOP GOING FOR MY LEGS!” Ranboo yelled back, kicking Tommy in the legs as well.

The bus came to a sudden stop, Tommy looked at the board above the exits to see this was their stop, so he got up and got his bag.

Tubbo and Ranboo followed him within seconds.

They walked the rest of the way to school, two boys on skateboards flew by them. “Langa slow down!” Is all they could hear as the boys disappeared into the distance.
“You think they go to our school as well?” Tubbo asked.

“Reki does.” Ranboo answered.

“Who?” Tubbo asked, trying to see if he could see the boys again.

“The one behind, with red hair? His name is Reki, he’s in my class, and the other boy is his boyfriend Langa.” Ranboo answered, shrugging as he walked across the street on the crosswalk that was now safe to walk on.

“That’s cute.” Tommy noted, earning a nod from both Ranboo and Tommy.

“Me and Reki talk in class a lot, we’re usually partners in group projects.” Ranboo continued as they walked up to the gate of the school, the school ground was already full of people walking in and out of school.

Or just standing around and talking with friends waiting for class to start.

“For real? Friendboo?” Tommy asked, looking around trying to either spot the two boys or his enemies.

“Friendboo!” Tubbo cheered next to Tommy.

Ranboo nodded enthusiastically, a big grin on his face, “Reki told me a lot from when he was still in school in Japan, apparently Langa is trying to become a hero after some events back in Japan, he’s originally from Canada.” Ranboo continued.

“Nevermind, Stalkboo.” Tommy said, walking to the front doors as Tubbo and Ranboo followed him.

“I’m not a stalker! Reiki talks a lot and it’s fun to listen to! It helps me work as well.” Ranboo answers.

There was a hand on Ranboo’s arm all of a sudden and the redhead popped up again, “Thanks Ranboo! Nice to know, cya in class!” He called as he walked hastily into the school, meeting with an older man with long pink hair, also sporting a skateboard.

“Huh.. Anyway, so Amelia is going grocery shopping with me and dad tomorrow, you two want anything you haven’t written on the list yet?” Tommy asked, glancing at Ranboo and Tubbo who seemed to think about it for a few moments.

Tubbo eventually shook his head and Ranboo shrugged.

“Alright, tell me if anything pops up at lunch, cya guys later!” Tommy called as he started walking to his own class, both Ranboo and Tubbo waved at him.

Yeah Tommy wasn’t used to the school life, and people still surprised him with how they act sometimes, but luckily he has Ranboo and Tubbo.

“Icarus has entered the building ma’am.” A voice stated from behind a shadowy figure in a chair.

A woman in a suit with long black hair and brown eyes turned around to look at the man with a devilish smile on her face.

“Let the games begin.”

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Sadly enough for Tommy, his enemies were not sick or dead, but Tommy wished they were.

Brad and his best friend that acts more like a goon, Jared, have been throwing papers at him, lowkey making fun of him in front of the class and just generally annoying the shit out of him.

But, luckily for Tommy, they have to spar today, and it’s finally time for Tommy to go against Brad.

Probably because their teacher lowkey likes Tommy the most, and everyone knows it but acts like they don’t.

“Alright! I have a new student with me here as well, his name is Langa, he’ll be watching you guys, he’s trying to get into this class with you.” Their teacher, also known as Joe but also known as Kojiro, since that’s his actual name, called out to the class.

A boy with blue hair waved at them, only Tommy waved back, he’s got manners.

“Today we’re going to start out with Tommy against Brad, you two get on the mat.” Joe smirked and sent Tommy a wink, making Tommy laugh as he walked towards the mat.

For training Tommy was wearing some black sweatpants with a white t-shirt that had slits in the back of course and some sneakers.

Gotta go out in style, meaning Brad, who just wore what he usually wore, jeans, a long sleeved shirt and also sneakers.

Tommy didn’t find it much of a style, and no offence to anyone out there but Tommy fucking hated long sleeved shirts, they feel so weird.

Joe called from his spot on the side lines “Ready? Set! GO!” And just like that Brad was running at him, hand up to punch Tommy, Tommy evaded the punch and grabbed Brat’s arm, elbowing him in the stomach and making Brad set a few more steps back.

“Damn you Tommy!” Brad called as he composed himself.

Tommy shrugged and stood ready again, waiting for Brad to attack another time.

Brad did, he tried to kick, but seeing as he dumb ass choose style over practicle he didn’t get very high up with the kick. Tommy just took a step back.

Brad continuously tried to hit Tommy but Tommy just kept dodging.

“COME ON ATTACK ME YOU SPOILED BRAT!” Brad yelled, Tommy found his choice of words very funny.
“Says the guy whose name literally sounds like brat, but alright, I’ll do what you want of me.” Tommy said, his hand still up as he made his wings come out.

And with that, Brad realised he fucked up.

Tommy shot up and soon came crashing feet first down, planting his feet in Brad’s stomach and landing on top of him, Tommy held one of his practise knives to Brad’s throat.

Suddenly Dennis’ head rolling away from his body flashed through Tommy’s mind and Tommy flinched back like he had been hit in the face.

He got off of Brad hurriedly and made his way off the mat.

“Come back here! We’re not done!” Brad yelled.

“Yes we are!” Tommy called, getting further away. But suddenly he felt something rap around his leg and yank him back, looking down Tommy saw it was iron.

Right, Brad could control iron of all things.

The iron let him go as soon as he was back in front of Brad, who had put the iron around his fist to act like a brass knuckle.

“Brad really, not right now.” Tommy tried to warn Brad, but Brad just laughed and got ready to fight again.

“What? You scared?” Brad asked as he attacked.

Tommy saw Dennis flash through his mind again, the fight he had with Dennis, and Dennis’ head once again rolling away.

He remembered the loss of control, and suddenly the voices were chanting again, telling him to hurt the person in front of him, kill this one too.

Tommy almost wanted to go through with it.

But a whisper from a scared voice beneath him stopped Tommy in his tracks.

“Tommy, I don’t want to die, please.”

Tommy’s eyes cleared up, he could see again, his brain was registering things and soon he realised that the bloody face that had a few teeth missing and a cut running from his nose bridge to his left cheek in a straight line, was Brad.

Tommy’s hands were around Brad’s throat, why were they around Brad’s throat?

Tommy got off Brad hurriedly once again and looked down at his bloodied fists.

“Oh my gods Brad I’m so sorry shit dude-” Tommy was about to help Brad up when one of the voices remembered Tommy that no, Brad brought this upon himself for dragging Tommy back.

“Ya know Brad, you should really leave people alone when you tell them to, some have a bit too much experience and have seen and done a bit too many bad things.” Tommy said and then promptly turned around, walking back to where the class was standing on the side lines.

“Tommy I’m sorry but I’m going to have to ask you to go to the principal.” Joe told him, worriedly looking over at Brad who was now being helped up by some classmates.

“Oh yeah sure make the person who got bullied and was forced to fight go to the principal, what a perfect justice system.” Tommy said blankly, looking Joe straight in the eyes.

“Brad will be sent to the office as well for his behaviour and I promise you I will tell the principal all the evidence of Brad and Jared’s bullying that I’ve gathered in the last weeks, but Brad needs to go to the nurse first.” Joe countered, a sad expression on his face now.

Tommy nodded, satisfied with what Joe had told him.

He turned to Langa, “My friend Ranboo is friends with your boyfriend Reki, heard some things, hope you get in man, I’m sure you’ll become a great hero.” Tommy said it with a small smile on his face.

Langa returned a nod and a small smile as well, Reki would later tell Tommy that that was kind of rare for Langa to do if he didn’t really know someone. Tommy would be flattered for the entire day.

But for now, Tommy made his way to the principal’s office, who had already been informed about everything by Joe.

His parents had been called, which had made Tommy make a sour face as he heard and then sit worriedly in one of the chairs in the waiting area.

Brad had entered with bandages on his face, making Tommy cringe once more.

The bully hadn’t said much, just offered a soft hi and then went into the office as well, where Tommy could later hear the principal scream at Brad, which Tommy does admit, made him feel both a bit better and a bit more sad.

That kid was getting screamed at whilst his face was bandaged and bruised, must be some trip.

“Tommy…” Tommy turned around to see mumza, his father was at the receptionist’s desk talking to an awestruck receptionist.

“Hey..” Tommy offered, turning back to staring at the floor.

Apart from Phil talking to the lady at the desk there wasn’t much sound, the yelling in the principal’s office had also mainly disappeared.

Tommy could still hear a few angry words here and there.

A sound next to him indicated that Kristin had sat next to him, worriedly looking at her son who was still staring at the floor as if it held all the explanation’s she needed.

“What happened Toms?” Her soft voice was gentle, nothing hidden behind it, no promise of anger on the horizon. Just soothing and gentle, nothing like the cops that demanded answers at the off chance that he was caught a few years ago.

“I lost control.” Tommy admitted, curling his wings around himself protectively, some form of giving himself a hug he supposes.

Kristin made a humming noise, “Do you know why?”

Tommy nodded.

“We were sparing, I had him pinned to the ground and a training knife to his throat, and then suddenly I saw Dennis’ head roll away from his body.” Tommy explained, still not looking up from the floor.

Phil was now sitting on his other side, softly smoothing out some of his Tommy’s feathers.

“I got off of him of course, told him the fight was over, but he pulled me back in and…” Tommy cut himself off before he could talk about the voices.

He had made Techno a promise, said he wouldn’t tell their parents, not yet.

But this seemed too important to leave out.

“And?” Phil offered a spot for Tommy to continue.

“And the voices came back.” Tommy answered, looking up and now staring at the door in front of him that led to the principal’s office.

The answer had made his parent’s blood run cold.

“They were back with a vengeance, the last time they were that loud was when they wanted me to kill Dennis,” Tommy explained, and no matter how much he didn’t want to, he started tearing up.

“Now they wanted me to kill Brad, but his plea to stay alive got through to me and I stopped myself.”

Phil glanced worriedly at his wife, who just returned the favour with her own worried expression before turning back to their youngest son.

“But I wanted to, I wanted to make him be quiet, forever, I wanted him gone just as much as the voices wanted him dead.” Tommy rambled, dragging a hand through his now dirty blond hair.

A single tear slipped down his face.

“What scares me most is that I almost did, I had my hands wrapped around his throat and I was squeezing, I don’t even know how he had enough air to make the plea but I’m glad he did.” Tommy’s hands were shaking, he looked at the dried up blood on them with a far off look on his face.

Phil looked at Tommy’s hands as well, the shaking and the blood made Phil’s gut wrench in pain for his child, who was obviously horrified with what he had done.

“Normally the voices are just a background noise, something I can mainly ignore because usually I don’t understand what they’re saying, but from time to time they form whole sentences.”

“Like what?” Kristin finally said something again, trying to look Tommy in the eyes, but Tommy just continued looking straight forward, more tears were now streaming down his face.

“They’re coming close, and something else about something coming close, they’ve really only formed 1 and a half full sentences.” Tommy told them, now turning to face his mum.

Who hugged him as soon as he did.

“It’s okay Tommy, we’ll figure this out.” Kristin told him, Tommy didn’t have much hope that they would but nodded anyway, he could have hope.

The door to the principal’s office opened, and Brad walked out, now also having to wait for his parents to arrive.

He awkwardly sat down in front of Tommy and his family and tried not to stare in awe at Philza the number 1 hero who was comforting Tommy, who Brad now realised was probably his son. Oh shit.

“We’re going to have to wait for Brad’s parents to arrive, they’ll be here in a few minutes.” Principal Terry told them, offering Phil a court nod.

Which Phil returned.

Principal Terry was about to turn around and return to his office to wait when he went dead still in his motions and looked Tommy dead in the eyes.

The principal’s eyes had started glowing blue and all Tommy could do was sigh.

“Icarus, you will have to be careful now, they have started.” and just like that the blue was gone and the principal walked into his office like nothing happened.

“Okay you’re going to have to explain that one as well.” Phil stated, looking at where the principal used to stand.

Tommy groaned into his hands, “So far two people have gotten possessed with blue eyes, told me something vaguely concerning and then continued with what they were doing.”

“You’re telling me you hear multiple voices AND people are getting possessed?!” Phil exclaimed, face painted in worry.

Tommy just nodded into his hands.

Brad on the other side of the room could not believe what he just witnessed, and it seemed like Tommy had some main character quest going on, so he had chosen to just stay away from the Avian, maybe only coming close again to apologize.

Only after Brad is sure that the quest is over, he’d like to live thanks.

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The principal seemed to be more pissed at Brad than at Tommy, which became really clear as soon as Brad’s parents had shown up and the principal did not waste a second to get them all into his office to show what happened.

Phil discreetly gave Tommy a thumbs up after having seen the clip of Tommy beating Brad the first time, but the second time Tommy got a reassuring nod.

Brad’s parents were beyond pissed as well, having given Brad at least two weeks of house arrest as soon as they’d heard the story.

Which, Tommy does admit, made him feel just a tad bit better.

The principal, whomst name Tommy keeps forgetting, turned back to the parents “Tommy, I’m leaving you off with a warning, but don’t go around thinking you can pull off whatever you want now, you still put Brad’s life in danger and I suggest you take some therapy.”

Tommy made a surprised chirp and then flared his arms around in offence, like this man had any say on who got to go to therapy and who not.

“We were thinking the same thing actually.” Kristin supplied from next to Tommy, softly preening the ends of Tommy’s wings.

Tommy glared at her without and heat and Kristin just stuck her tongue out at him.

“Children, I have been adopted by children.” Tommy quips, huffing as he leaned back into the chair, arms folding over each other.

“Just yesterday you were calling me an old fuck!” Phil exclaimed in mock offence, softly punching Tommy’s shoulder, making Tommy whack Phil with one of his wings.

Brad and his parents seemed to stare on in disbelief as Tommy, Phil and Kristin bickered with each other without any real heat, more so play fighting than anything.
I mean it isn’t everyday you see the number 1 hero in his full suit and everything, hanging out with a kid.

The principal cleared his throat, making everyone turn back to him, “Tommy will be excused for today, Brad I’ll be expecting you back in a week.” And with that he gestured for everyone to leave the room.

Brad’s mom profusely apologized for her kid’s behavior whilst Tommy just shrugged “I considered him my enemy, not really a bully.” But this just made her slightly concerned as she looked at Kristin like she was going to ask something.

“He used to be a vigilante before we found him.” She answered, the mom seemed to understand and nodded.

“I still am.” Tommy muttered under his breath, earning a smack by one of Phil’s wings.

“How about we head home huh? Have a nice day!” Phil said as he started dragging his wife and kid by the hands off of the school grounds.

The mother waved at them before turning her back to them and helping her husband scold their child.

“I feel kind of bad for Brad.” Tommy tells them as they walk to a clearing, Kristin jumping into Phil’s arm and he carries her without effort. “Don’t be, he kind of deserved it.” Kristin told him truthfully. But Tommy still felt bad about it.

Soon they were flying home in the sky, Kristin holding on to Phil so that she won’t fall and Tommy looping around them because Phil is flying at a slower pace than normal, carrying another being and all that.

Soon they landed on the balcony that’s attached to the main living room on the first floor of the penthouse, the doors swinging open as Techno stood there with a concerned look and a slightly concerning speed of breathing.

“You okay Techie?” Tommy asked, walking forwards.

Techno embraces him in a hug without second thought and presses Tommy’s head against his chest, laying his chin on top of Tommy’s head. “I thought you went on a murder spree or something!”

Tommy laughed loudly as he hugged Techno back, “No, not yet.”

That answer made Techno laugh as well and he slowly let Tommy go, checking him over before fully letting go, “If you ever tell Wilbur I did, I will defenestrate you myself.” Techno commented before turning around and walking back into the penthouse.

“Aww that was cute!” Kristin commented.

“Shut the fuck up Mumza.” Tommy grumbled as he followed his brother into the penthouse, hearing a yell of “Hey don’t tell your mother to shut up!” from the balcony, yelled by none other than the simp Philza Minecraft.

Soon Tommy and his family, minus Wilbur, Tubbo and Ranboo, were sitting in the kitchen.

Kristin got Tommy a cola and then sat down in front of him at the kitchen island.

“Oh you two are going into interrogation mode.” Tommy muttered, realizing exactly what was going on.

“How long have you been hearing voices?” Phil asks, making Techno choke and to cough his lungs out as he hits his chest to get rid of it.
“Uhm about a few weeks now I guess? It started with Dennis.” Tommy answered truthfully, glancing over at Techno to make sure he was alright.

“It seems Techno knew about it?” Kristin speaks up.

Tommy looks at Techno for a few seconds and then Techno nods with a shrug.

Tommy turns back to Kristin and nods, taking another sip from his cola as he tries to hide how nervous this was making him.

Phil hummed and then glanced from Tommy to Techno “Techno why did you tell Tommy not to tell us?” Ah, he hit the nail spot on… how?

“Well uhm.. I thought I could help him..” Techno answered, Phil’s face immediately softened and he smiled at his son.

Techno smiled back for a second, and then his face went completely blank, his eyes turned blue and he turned his gaze to Tommy who knew exactly what was happening as soon as he had seen Techno’s face go blank like that.

“Theseus, seek cover, now.” Techno’s voice rang out and then he returned to normal.

Tommy frowned, “Take cover?”

Techno shrugged and glanced outside just in time to see a missile heading straight for the penthouse, he jumps at Tommy, covering Tommy’s body with his own and Phil jumps to cover Kristin.

Within seconds a loud sound that leaves Tommy’s ears bleeding is heard as the entire building starts to shake, parts of it falling down and breaking.

Tommy and Techno fall backwards and the last thing Tommy remembers seeing is Phil cradling the lifeless body of Kristin.

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The building was still shaking when Tommy woke up, or maybe he was shaking, he doesn’t really remember much about the after.

He does remember Techno pulling him up and limping them over to where Phil was still cradling Kristin in his lap, worriedly trying to get her to wake up.

Tommy and Techno knelt down beside them.

“She’s just unconscious, I already checked, don't worry.” Phil stated, still trying to get Kristin to wake up.

And as Tommy finally focused on anything but Kristin’s relaxed face he noticed that her chest was still moving up and down and that her skin still had that glow to it that you only ever notice was there when it’s gone.

But it isn’t gone.

Tommy’s just had a few too many instances where he’s seen it happen, he can relate the two colours and Kristin was still very much alive to both his and his father and brother’s relief.

So Tommy just stayed quiet as he nodded, “We have to go, no doubt there’ll be cops here soon and if they find out we’re still alive then whoever bombed us also finds out we’re still alive.” Techno supplied, already looking around for an exit.

“I can carry your mother, Tommy can you carry Techno?”

Phil was already picking up his wife, not even for a second thinking about leaving her behind and the very thought of it almost makes Tommy want to throw up.

“I can.”

It was said with such confidence that Phil was almost surprised, normally he’d take a moment like this to look Tommy over, notice how much he had grown since he got here.
And Phil doesn’t mean just physically, Tommy had grown as a person as well.

But there was no time for that right now.

So he nodded instead, jumped out a hole in the wall on the other side of where the bomb hit and flew off.

Tommy grabbed Techno and quickly followed his father to fly above the clouds.

As calmly as possible Tommy flew next to his dad, making sure he still had a strong grip on Techno and then turned his head to face Phil, “Where will we stay? Tubbo, Ranboo and Wilbur don’t know what happened and where we’re going.”

“Do you still have your old base up and running?” Phil asked.

Last Tommy could remember they had been there a few weeks, maybe a month or two ago.

Back then it had still looked pretty decent, it might have become a bit more messy and maybe some rats or mice had moved in but it was most likely still a liveable place for a while.

And even though Tommy missed the safe house from time to time, and he, Ranboo and Tubbo made a thing out of it to visit the place at least once in a while, he couldn’t say he was sad to not be living there anymore, or to not be running missions from there anymore.

They now had the penthouse below his families’ to wreak havoc in and plan missions like their lives actually depended on it.

They had a whole room just for Tommy’s gear now after all.

“Last we checked it was still okay, but that was a few weeks, maybe 2 months ago.” Tommy answered, scanning the horizon for where he knew District 80 was.

Phil sighed softly and Tommy wouldn’t have caught it over the wind if he had been human, but that is literally the whole reason why Avians have better hearing.
To hear each other over the wind.

Also a few other reasons but that’s the main one Tommy knows so.

“We’ll just have to make do, let's go there then.” Phil concluded.

Tommy nodded and made sure he was flying to District 80 instead of just blindly somewhere.
Even though blindly flying somewhere had already put him on the course to District 80 so that probably meant something.

Within a few minutes they could see the warehouse in between the broken down and old buildings.

The permanent storm clouds were still hanging over the city and it had even started raining at this point, making the district look even more gloomy and sad. And yet it made Tommy feel like he was at home.

He had gotten used to the white and the gleam of District 1 and 3 and had even started feeling comfortable and at home there.

But District 80 just had something to it that will never fail to calm Tommy even if the District was full of crime and he honestly had to be paying full attention at all times.
It kind of felt like falling back on a familiar but bad habit.

The land on the top of the roof with soft thuds.

Finally Kristin’s eyes opened and she looked around confused before turning to her husband who was giving her a soft and comforting smile, “We’re in District 80, our penthouse got bombed.” Phil explained.

“That doesn’t sound ideal.” Kristin answered, making everyone burst out laughing.

The situation was less than ideal and now they had to go into hiding.

“Come on, the stairs down are this way.” Tommy told them, giving Kristin a kiss on her head as he walked past.

Surprisingly the lights were already on, and the place seemed almost cleaner than it used to be, it was also warm.
Had someone fixed the heater or something?

Tommy put an arm out in front of his family, keeping them behind him as he pulled out a knife from his boot, “Is anyone here?” he called out with a stern and cautious voice.

“Icarus? Is that you Tommy?”

He knew that voice, and by the look on Phil’s face Phil knew who it was too.

“Amelia? What are you doing here?” Tommy asked, walking down the stairs to see Amelia standing in the kitchen where she had previously been cleaning it.

“I had a free day from work today, I come here at least once a week to keep the place clean for you, Tubbo and Ranboo.” Amelia told him, turning around and grabbing her phone, turning off the music he only now realised was there.

Tommy gave her a big smile “That’s so nice of you Amelia!”

She just smiled in return and gave Tommy a hug, “It’s good to see you again, me and Carlos were getting worried about you.” Amelia told him and ruffled his hair.

“Me, Tubbo and Ranboo have been kicking ass at that hero school in District 3, I’m top of my class.” Tommy told her proudly.

Amelia’s smile transformed from one of fondness to one of proudness, “I’m so happy for you Tommy!”

“Amelia, it’s good to see you again.” Kristin told her, giving Amelia a hug as well, “How’s the baby?”

“We finally named him! His name is Thomas Johnson but we mainly call him Tom.” Amelia told them, a smile becoming even bigger on her face. Tommy was really touched by the fact they had basically named a kid after him. “You named him after me?”

“Yes we did, you’ve done so much for us Tommy.” She tells him truthfully.

Tommy smiles once again, before finally remembering why they’re here.

“Amelia, our penthouse was bombed, we’re here to hide from whoever bombed us.”

“What the fuck? What happened!” Tubbo yelled, looking from the building that had smoke coming out of it to Ranboo.

Police, some heroes and fire trucks were standing in front of the building or were working inside the penthouse, smoke still coming out of it and the wall was almost completely destroyed.

"Something bad happened kid, just take a few steps back." A policeman told them.

"I know the people who live there! I live under them! They're my friends and family!" Tubbo yelled at the man, trying to get past him.

A green glob appeared on the ground and quickly transformed into what looked like a human, “Hey there goober how about we don’t attack the policemen?” And that’s when Tubbo realised it was the hero Slimecicle, also known as Slimeccl.

This was perfect, Tubbo knew Slimecicle, they had talked a few times when Tubbo caught the man sneaking around the labs looking for some of his friends.

“Slimecicle! My friends and family live there, do you know where they are?” Tubbo asked the green glob hopefully.

Just to be saddened when Slimecicle shook his head.

Slimecicle never lost his smile and childlike hope though because soon he yelled out “Don’t worry Tubbo! I’m sure we’ll find them!”

Tubbo wasn’t so certain.

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“Seeing as you guys were living directly under the family and seem to know them pretty well we’ll be putting you in a protection program for now.”

Tubbo and Ranboo were sitting together in an interrogation room in separate chairs that they had pushed next to each other, Tubbo had his head laying on Ranboo’s shoulder and looked blindly at the table in front of them.

“Where will we go?” Ranboo asked, the only one out of the two of them who still had some kind of train of thought it seemed.

Tubbo didn’t doubt that Ranboo was scared as well and he felt kind of quilty for shutting down like this and making Ranboo handle everything but.. Tubbo just couldn’t open his mouth, he was so tired.

The officer and Ranboo continued talking, Tubbo could hear it far off like it was muffled by a lot of water.

What if Tommy was dead? And Phil? Kristin? Or Techno and Wilbur? What if his family was dead and he only had Ranboo left?

He’d be an orphan all over again, the closest thing he had to family could be dead right now and all he could do is sit with a blank expression and a far off look in his face, it was horrible and made Tubbo want to scream.

Here Tubbo was, stuck in their own body and mind, not being able to move a muscle.

His family is dead, there was no other way, things didn’t go like that for Tubbo, family leaves or dies.

History repeats itself.

He felt Ranboo move and looked up “Tubbs? You with me? You okay?” Ranboo asked in a gentle tone.

Ranboo who was so calm, so in control of his own body and mind, completely fine on the outside but there wasn’t a doubt in Tubbo’s mind that Ranboo was just as scared and concerned as Tubbo themself.

So, Tubbo shakes their head and tears jump into their eyes, they want to say something but they know if they open their mouth a wet sob will be let out and wouldn’t that just be worse?

Ranboo threw an arm around Tubbo’s shoulders and gave the goat boy a hug.

Can you really blame Tubbo for breaking down then?

His entire family might be dead save from Ranboo, even if they weren’t dead, Tubbo couldn’t do anything.

The government was putting him and Ranboo in a protection program, he’ll have to stay hidden until all was clear again and that could take years from all Tubbo knows.

The door opened and two more officers walked in.

Ranboo got up and took Tubbo with him, following the officers through the station. Tubbo didn’t really know what was happening but Ranboo was still there, still holding him up and that was good enough, Tubbo was safe enough for now.

So why was there this nagging feeling that something was about to go wrong?

Their body was overcome with anxiety and panic as they continued to follow the two officers in front of them out of the station, it made Tubbo want to sprint, they wanted to warn Ranboo but they couldn’t open their mouth or even show any kind of panic on their face.

The officers opened the cop car and that is when Tubbo realised, these weren’t good cops were they?

Call it a gut feeling or a ‘I’ve been helping my brother fight crime for about 2 or 3 years, I know when people aren’t good’ feeling.

Soon Tubbo was proven correct as one of the cops pointed a gun at Tubbo and Ranboo.

“We’re taking you to our boss, she wants to have a word with you.” One of the officers said.

Damn really? Bad cops?? Now? Could they not have shown up at the crime scene or something?

Now that Tubbo thinks about it they probably were at the crime scene, hiding evidence of their crimes and helping that Juliet bitch that seems to be hell bent on ruining Tubbo and their familie’s lives.

The lack of response from Tubbo seemed to put the bad cop on edge “You, stop looking like that.”

This time Tubbo’s blank face was more of a ‘Really?’ face, but it didn’t seem that the bad cop was all too good at noticing that, or anything else really, these two didn’t seem too smart.

The divider went up, Tubbo would’ve smirked if they could do anything at all.

Somewhere in the ride Tubbo must’ve fallen asleep, or been knocked out, he couldn’t really remember much after the divider went up.

He did however know that he was currently in a dark room that smelled like bleach so much that it could be considered a personal assault on Tubbo’s nose.

Feeling around he found out Ranboo was knocked out right next to him and so Tubbo, like any sane person, kicked Ranboo in the shins.

Tubbo was rather proud of this achievement because he at least had control over his body again instead of only the primary for keeping someone alive, and it woke up Ranboo so really? Ten out of ten could not have gone better.

Ranboo grumbled and sat up “Tubbo?”

“I don’t know where we are.” Tubbo answered, grabbing Ranboo’s arm and holding on to it and he tried to drag both of them up.

Ranboo got the gist of it and got up alongside Tubbo.

“See if you can find anything electronic like a keypad, I might be able to hack it.” Tubbo stated as he put his hands against the walls, with the amount of bleach here the walls would have to be clean.

Ranboo coughed after taking a deep breath “How bleach does a person need?!” He exclaimed as he started looking around.

“Probably enough to get rid of blood and maybe a body.” Tubbo answered.

Yeah they could talk and use their own body again but the emotions seem to have drifted even farther away.

Ranboo made a noise of agreement after he finally stopped coughing.

With a loud mechanical sound a door on Tubbo’s right side opened and light poured in making Tubbo see that there was literally nothing but them in the room.

A woman with long brown hair and brown eyes stepped into the room, the light behind her making her appear like a silhouette and any features Tubbo had been able to see were gone and blacked out.

“I have two plans, I’ll let you two pick one and if you don’t, I’ll go with my favourite.” A voice rang out, void of emotion, it was walking in a graveyard in the middle of the night in the extreme cold.

Tubbo wouldn’t be surprised if this lady had her own graveyard.

“Either, you tell me where Icarus is or I’m using you two to get him to me, one way or another I will get to that little shit.” The voice continued, calm and collected.

Tubbo remained quiet and so did Ranboo, both for the same two reasons.

One, she wants to get to Tommy and neither of them is going to let that happen, they have to keep Tommy safe and they’re not about to break those years and years of trust.

Two, apparently, Tommy is alive.

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That same night someone opened the front doors to the warehouse, surprising the people eating.

"HOW DARE YOU NOT TELL ME WHERE YOU WERE GOING!" Wilbur yelled as he ran in and tackled Phil in a hug.

"How'd you even find us?"

"I thought of the most logical place you'd go that I knew of."

Wilbur had sat down and started eating Techno’s food while the pig themed hero tried to kick the chair out from under him. “We’re going to sleep on the floor, all three of us, I’m not letting you two out of my sight.” Wilbur mumbled angrily.

“Alright boss man.” Tommy said as he took another bite of his food.

And that’s how they ended up on the floor of the warehouse, a few stolen blankets and some pillows. Techno on his left and Wilbur on his right, Wilbur who immediately threw a leg over Tommy and promptly fell asleep.

The morning after the bomb explosion was rough, they had no idea where Tubbo and Ranboo were and their house was in shambles.

They couldn't reach out to any of the heroes either, no one should know that they're still alive.

There Tommy laid on the floor of his old warehouse.
Confused on what to do next and sad, his life was becoming better again, why the fuck did this mafia lady have to ruin it?

What? Because he killed her son?

Right.. he killed her son, another breathing, living, human being.

When Tommy closed his eyes he could still see the head rolling away from the body, the open wide eyes as they stared at Tommy.

He sat up from his make-shift bed on the floor quickly, sprinting to the kitchen.
The blond's hands slammed against the counter top as Tommy leaned over the sink, trying his best not to throw up.

He might wake up his brothers or parents if he did, or worse, Amelia.

He closed his eyes to try and calm his breathing but that was his downfall as he was greeted by Dennis once again.

This time Tommy did throw up.

Almost immediately Wilbur and Techno were by his side, Techno held Tommy's hair out of the way and Wilbur comfortingly rubbed circles on his shoulders.

"Can I sue a memory?" Tommy asks as soon as he'd had some water.
Making Wilbur chuckle and Techno let out a huff.
"I think it should be allowed." Tommy answers himself just as Phil enters the room.

Phil had looked around the room once and had immediately realised what had happened, turning on the faucet to drain away the puke.
"A bad dream?" Phil asked as he wrapped Tommy in a hug.

The boy shook his head on his father's chest, "More like a bad mind, I kept seeing it every time I closed my eyes." Tommy answered. Holding on to Phil just a bit tighter.

"We should get you a therapist after this."

This pulled a laugh out of Tommy as he nodded, still wrapped up in Phil's arms. "Does seem like it huh Crow Father?"
Phil hugged Tommy just a bit tighter and then let go.

"We need to start making a plan." Phil notes as he starts on breakfast.
"We used to use a little platform on the second floor but after a while we started using Tubbo's set up more." Tommy explains, gesturing to places as he talks.

"We'll use Tubbo's setup then." Wilbur chimes in, already walking towards the tables.
"Tubbo might actually stab you if you touch his rig." Tommy counters, not moving from his spot where he's leaning against the kitchen counter.

Kristin walked into the kitchen as well and ruffled Tommy and Techno's hair as she made her way over to her husband.

"Well Tubbo is also going to stab me if I let you die, so." Wilbur said as he sat down in the chair and started up the rig.
"This is a pretty good setup for a homeless kid." Wilbur comments idly as he starts opening programs.

"For an orphan!" Techno yells from his spot at the small table Tommy had stolen a few years prior.
Phil smacked Techno up the head slightly.
"Focus on the fact we need to make a plan, please."

Kristin nods "I agree with your father, also maybe try and find out where Juliet is."
Wilbur stuck up a finger and then pointed a finger gun at Kristin.
"Smart." He says and turns back to the screens.

Three hours pass and Tommy has moved to sit next to Wilbur.

Another half an hour and Techno has moved to Wilbur's left.

And then, about fifteen minutes after Techno sat down, something popped up on the screen.
Making all three sit up straighter, "That's not supposed to happen." Tommy mumbled.

Wilbur clicked on the pop up and a chat room showed up, "Tubbo blocked all this kind of shit." Tommy continued as they waited anxiously for the first message.

'Hello Icarus.'

"Ah fuck." Tommy groaned as he hit the table.
"She found us." He got up aggressively and started pacing behind Wilbur and Techno.

'I have something you might want back.'

"Ask them what the fuck they want." Tommy said. Wilbur didn't move so Tommy moved forward and wrote it himself.

'What the fuck do you want? What do you have?'

'I want you dead, I have your friends.'

"No, no you have got to be kidding me." Tommy muttered as he stared at the screen.

'Tubbo and Ranboo don't seem to be enjoying the very dark room they're in.'

Tommy would swear up and down 'till the day he died that he didn't growl, but he did.

'Where do you want to meet.'

'I'll just tell you where I am, [09,071,87]'

Tommy shoved himself away from the desk and stalked over to the tables that hold his suit and weapons.

"Tommy? What's wrong?" Kristin asks from where she'd been sitting at the kitchen table.

Tommy turned around swiftly, murderous look in his eyes "They have my brothers and they're going to suffer for that."

Phil gets up quickly and tries to reach Tommy, he never got to his youngest son however.
The air in front of Phil turned solid and slightly foggy, he hit it head first.

"What the fuck?" Phil asked in confusion as he put a hand up to the wall in front of him, just for it to disappear as soon as he touched it.

"You're not stopping me." Tommy stated and when Phil looked up he could see the completely white eyes that stared back at him.

Swiftly Tommy grabbed his suit and weapons, opened a window and flew off into the night.

"Ehhh he'll be fine." Techno shrugged as he turned back to the computer screens. "Yeah with our help, that little fuck can't just fly off like that." Wilbur said almost pissed as he turned back to the screens as well.

"Tubbo had the smart idea of putting a tracker in Tommy's old suit." He commented as he opened the maps of District 80 to 90.

The wind was pushing violently against Tommy's face, it felt like it was cutting into his skin but he didn't care. Tommy had to keep flying, had to go faster, had to get there in time.
What if she had already hurt his brothers? He couldn't let this happen to them.

In those 5 years of being a vigilante not once had Tubbo and Ranboo gotten in danger like this.
Tommy's thought about what he would do if something like this would happen, whatever clear minded plan he made was not what he was doing now.

Luckily for Tommy he knew how to read coordinates, he learned while watching Tubbo scout the maps for some kind of crime.
He knew so well to the point Tubbo could rattle off some numbers and Tommy would know exactly where that was in which District ranging from 80 to 85.

So to say he found it rather quickly is an understatement, he knew exactly where it was already.
It was in an abandoned industrial terian that was sometimes used for some drug smuggling, Tommy never knew that Juliet knew about the place.

Hell Tommy didn't know anything about Juliet before this except that her son's a dick.

Turns out he learned from the best.

Tommy landed in the middle of one of the big concrete open spaces surrounded by buildings and threw up his hands, "YOU WANT ME! COME GET ME!"

It was painfully silent for a bit longer, until he heard a bunch of guns load.

And just like that he was surrounded.
They were standing on the roofs, at the exits and by every door into any building.

One of the doors opened with a loud rusty creak and Juliet walked out, kick ass jacket on, damn that jacket was cool.

Tommy, focus, we don't care about her jacket.

We kind of do though.

Kid focus!

"Where are Tubbo and Ranboo?" Tommy called out, his wings spread in a threatening way.

Juliet clapped her hands together "Icarus! My beloved nemesis, so good to finally see you again." Juliet called out as she continued walking forward, not threatened by his wings at all.
"This is the first time we've met face to face bitch."

"Such vulgar language, as always." She comments, a self satisfied smirk on her face.

Now Tommy knows where Dennis got that from as well.

"We've known each other for a very long time Icarus, ever since you flew too close to the sun you and I have had this little dance of cat and mouse." Juliet tells him, a little smile on her face like she knew something he didn't.
She likely did.

"Pretty sure I never flew too close to the sun." Tommy comments with a fake cool that he was not feeling.

"You did, you'll remember soon." Juliet added as she cleaned her nails. "Let them go!" She yelled.

This time a double door opened and Tubbo and Ranboo got shoved out, both looking worse for wear but Tubbo was the one clinging on to Ranboo like he'd fall without him.

As they stumbled closer Tommy could see Tubbo's face was bleeding and one of his legs seemed to be at an odd angle.

"What did you do to them!?" Tommy yelled as he rushed over to his brothers.
He quickly checked both of them over but Tubbo seemed to be the one most hurt.

"At least I didn't kill them."

Tommy froze.

"Yeah I know you killed my son, it was kind of obvious, but no worries I didn't care for him anyway." Juliet added, sparing them only a glance before she went back to cleaning her nails.

"Guys get out of there, go back to our old base, everyone else is there." Tommy whispered as he hugged his friends, "And go get Tubbo some medical help."
Ranboo nodded and with a few warble sounds and purple patricals Tubbo and Ranboo were gone.

That teleport training was really starting to pay off.

Tommy turns back to Juliet and opens his arms, "How about you show me that past you think I have?" Tommy smirks.
"Gladly." Juliet says as she snaps her fingers.

The grin immediately disappeared from Tommy's face as he felt something hit his back, he knows that feeling.
The exact same stun guns as Silence Labs had.

The electricity surges through Tommy's body, he tries to fight passing out but it's a losing battle.

His head hits the concrete.

Icarus is down.

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The world was dark for a while, Tommy could hear but he couldn’t see.
He heard people walk by wherever he was, he even heard a few open a door and come close to him before leaving again.

He’s fairly sure he could open his eyes now but he’s trying to wait it out, see if he can get any information on where he is.
Instead of going into it, literally, blind.

Heels are heard passing by a few times and Tommy realises that Juliet might just be fucking with him at this point.

Then the door finally opens again, heels clacking on the floor.
“Come on Icarus, you’ve done this every time, I know you’re awake.” Tommy heard that awful voice again, rage filled him instantly and all his capture training left his body.
“Shut the fuck up.” He spits at Juliet.

She looks unimpressed.

She always does.

“Can we talk like normal people just once?” She asks, almost hurt, a hand on her chest in offence.
“You blew up my fucking house!” Tommy yells out, she’ll get normal if she stops attacking people and his home.
Not that he thinks she’ll ever do that.
“Oh yeah, I did.” She seems to think about it for a second, “Silly me! Almost forgot! Sorry ‘bout that.” She smiles at him and Tommy has never wanted to punch a woman this much.

“Listen kid, you and I have been at this for a long time and I think I can finally end it.” Juliet says, taking a few steps away from Tommy.
“As I said, ever since you flew too close to the sun, I’ve been here.” She explains, walking from one side of the room to the other.

“I was created because you couldn’t stay close enough to the ground.” Juliet says bitterly, “I never wanted this, I’ve tried doing anything but this but they made you my problem every time.”

“Who did? Who decided I needed to be stopped? What am I going to do huh? Kill Zeus?” Tommy taunts.

“No, but they are scared of you, scared of what you might become if they let you off your leash.” Juliet picks up a knife from the table Tommy only now noticed was standing next to him this entire time.
“The gods are scared of you, I’m not.”

She plunges the knife into Tommy's shoulder and he screams into the darkness of the room.

“But before I end this little cat and mouse game of ours, I’m going to wake you up.” Juliet says as she puts the knife to Tommy’s chest, still covered by his suit.
She rips the mask off his face.
“Answer me Icarus.”

“I don’t know what the fuck you’re on about!” Tommy exclaims as Juliet swiftly cuts his stomach.
“Yes you do! Come on! Answer me Icarus!” She yells back, anger in her voice.

“Don’t make me torture some poor kid! Come on, you're better than that!”

Tommy’s eyes turn a burning white, lighting up the entire room. Juliet has to hide her eyes behind her arms to not feel like she’s going blind.

The light leaves slowly.

And when it does Tommy’s wings feel ten times as heavy, they now fell under him from where he was hanging from the ceiling, hands tied up in chains.
The feathers seemed to have tiny glowing spots, Tommy thinks they look almost like stars.

He also remembers, remembers every life he has had before this one.

Remembers every time he and Juliet had stood like this, stood to kill each other. Some times he won, other times she did.
There was no saying who would win.

But with remembering the tiring ordeal of having lived several other lives, having grown old so many times and having been robbed of life early so many times came with it.

Tommy has never felt this tired in life, all his fight left him and he looked at Juliet with a tired look, she wore the same one.
He knew she was tired, probably just as tired as him, cursed to be enemies until the world itself ended and the gods have to make a new one.

They both know the other is tired, Juliet looks almost saddened to rob Tommy of his blissful ignorance.

“How do you propose we end this then?” Icarus asks, his voice coming out as several, eyes still glowing just severely less than before.
“You’re willing to work with me?” Juliet asks in confusion, looking at Icarus as if she’d actually never met him before. They both know she has.

“We’re both tired, neither of us wanted this.” Icarus states. “And if you have to fight against godly intervention then I say go right ahead, end this.”

“You must know it involves a fight to the death.” She explains as she helps Icarus down.
“Then so be it.” Icarus says.

“Return home for now, talk with your family, I’ll send you the coordinates tomorrow.” Juliet helps him towards the door, he’s slightly limping and needs the support until he can fly.

“Did you really have to hang me to the ceiling?” Icarus asks as he clutches his side with left hand, his right arm thrown over Juliet’s shoulders.
“Thought you’d find it ironic, don’t you remember Den Haag?” Juliet says with a smirk.
Icarus chuckles softly and nods his head.
That was the last time Juliet had gotten him, the last two lives Icarus had killed Juliet.

“Do I get to call you Kyn again or?” Icarus pipes up after a while of walking, they’ve made it outside.
“It’s Kynigós to you, Icarus.” Kyn says with a sly smile.
Icarus looks at her for a bit, “Nah, I’m going to call you Kyn again, hunter.”

“Get out of here.” Kyn says with and eye roll.

Icarus turns to fly away but pauses and turns back to Kyn first, “You know, it’s nice just talking to you once, though I wish you had not blown up my home.”

“It has been a real pleasure not being at each other's throats immediately and let’s hope I won’t have to do it again.” Kyn says with a genuine fond smile of her face.

“Just to get this straight, you hated your son too right?” Icarus asks, fluring out his wings so that he can leave after she answers.
“Gods, yes I did, hated his father too, sometimes I miss my other kids.” She says with a tired look in her eyes, ages old.
Icarus nods, “I miss mine too.”

He flies away.

Until the morning light of tomorrow brings another day.
Until hopefully this game ends tomorrow and one of them gets to live and then die and not return.
Maybe they’ll go to the fields of punishment, maybe they’ll go to Elysium, who knows.

Guess he’ll find out tomorrow.

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The new wings were way faster than Tommy’s old ones.
Tommy thinks he might’ve broken his neck if he wasn’t used to speeds like this already. At least he won’t have to re-learn how to fly with these bigger wings.

In no time Tommy reached the old warehouse, Icarus grimaced at it.

Tommy rolls his eyes at Icarus in his head.

That place used to be home okay? A little more respect would be nice.

It was kind of weird, it was like he was two different people but still the same person all at once.
Tommy guesses he'll get used to it and he thinks Icarus agrees.

He slams the doors open to see everyone gathered around Tubbo's old set up, likely trying to find Tommy.

"Uncle Icarus!" Nathen yells out as he runs at Tommy.

Tommy gathers Nathen in his arms easily and lifts him up into the air.
"Hey little man!" Tommy says, smiling kindly at the boy in his arms. "Mom was worried, she'll be mad." Nathen whispers into Tommy's ear.

Tommy looks up to indeed see Amelia glaring at him.
Sadly not just Amelia, Carlos, Kristin and Phil were also glaring at him.

"Yeah…how about you go play with your siblings huh? The grown ups have to talk for a bit." Tommy says, bouncing Nathen on his hip.
"I'm going to get yelled at so bad." Tommy whispers, making Nathen laugh.

He puts the kid down and ruffles the brunette mop of hair before the kid runs off and gathers his siblings to play in Tommy, Tubbo and Ranboo's old room.

Maybe they could give this place a make over and hand it over to the kids.

If he survives tomorrow.

"The adults? As if you aren't 16." Wilbur huffs out, clear annoyance on his face.

Tommy's eyes go white again and when he speak his voice are mutiple "We are hundreds if not thousands of years old."

The glow leaves once more.

Tommy's family stares at him in shock, he scratches his neck and waves sheepishly, "I might be the reincarnation of the actual Icarus? And all the past versions might or might not be in my head?"

The silence is loud as his family continues to stare.
Tommy thins his lips and lets his hand fall back down.

"Okay but that is seriously cool." Techno says, his voice full of amazement.
It earns him a slap up the head from mumza and a glare from dadza.

"It kinda is, small problem though uh.." Tommy trails off, giving them all a nervous smile.
He lets out a sigh when none of them say anything.
"I might be locked in this eternal battle with Juliet who's name is actually Kynigós which means hunter because she was formed by the gods to hunt me down so that I won't get to strong and she knows a way to end this and we'll be fighting to the death tomorrow and I might never come back?"
Tommy finishes his rant with another sheepish smile.

"ABSOLUTELY NOT!" Phil yells, stalking over and holding his son by his shoulders.
"I don't care what we have to do Tommy, but we're not doing that." Phil's voice quivers and his eyes water.

"Dad, this is the last plan, if it doesn't work now because you refuse to let it happen we'll do it the next time." Tommy says, putting his hands on Phil's shoulders, drawing him in for a hug.
Phil's arms tighten around Tommy protectively and he hides his face on Tommy's shoulder.

"You've grown so much." Phil whispers, squeezing Tommy once.
Tommy squeezes back, "And I'll continue to."
He whispers back.

Phil nods and lets his son go.

"We're going to have to end this fight." Icarus says.

Phil hears the difference, Tommy speaks more energetically, has more life in his voice.
Icarus sounds like he wants to fly into the sun another thousand times.

Phil wants to punch Icarus, yell at him for doing this to his son.
But Phil knows that not only did Icarus not have a choice, that Icarus didn't want this.
But that no matter how much they tried to divide Icarus and Tommy, they are one and the same.

Every version of Icarus might have been different or might have been the same, but right now? In this regeneration? They were all Phil's kid.

Phil really went ahead and adopted the actual Icarus huh.

"Can we now please talk about what the fuck happened to your wings?" Wilbur chimes in.

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The next morning was rough as well.

Everyone kept staring and glancing at Tommy in concern.
It felt like they thought he was going to break into tiny pieces at any moment.

Worse is, Tommy felt like he might just actually could.

He had slept restlessly last night in between Phil and Kristin, who wanted to spend some more time with him.
Which he understood, he might not come back.

He could feel Icarus smile at him encouragingly though.

Kind of like having his own cheerleader.

Tommy could hear Icarus scoff at that.

But Tommy isn't going to complain because ever since Icarus showed up in his mind as a steady presence, the voices had left.

Only occasionally piping in, making some kind of comment.

But now Tommy could actually understand them, which was a big relief because he did not want to spend the rest of his life hearing gibberish.

He takes his seat at the table, Ranboo and Tubbo taking up their own.

Tommy looks at Tubbo bandaged leg before looking up at Tubbo, the sorry on the tip of his tongue.

But the goat boy shakes his head, a smile on his lips that doesn't reach his eyes.

Tommy looks around the room, everyone seemed depressed, as if they had already lost, as if Tommy was already gone.

He felt like a ghost.

"So… we're back where we started." Tommy says quietly, hoping to not disrupt the mood too much, no matter how sad it might have been.

Tubbo snorts and Ranboo smiles fondly.

"I guess it came full circle huh?" Tubbo says, spinning his glass of orange juice in his hand, staring at it with a blank face.

"Yeah.." Ranboo sighs, rubbing his face with his hands.

"I'm not dead yet."

This got everyone to look at Tommy, who got up from his chair.

"I'm not dead yet." He says more firmly this time, looking around the room, "You're all acting like I've already lost the fight." There's no anger in his voice.

But there is determination.

"And I'm not going dow without that fight, because I did NOT spent my entire life fighting just to lay down and accept it!" Tommy almost yells, his eyes shine with the same determination.
"I'm going to fight to come back to you guys, because this isn't the end, Icarus will not go down with one blow."

They're now all smiling at Tommy, Kristin walks over and hugs him.

She hands him a sandwich when she leans back, "You're right, eat up, you're going to need all your strength." Kristin says, her eyes shine with pride as she looks at her youngest son.

Tommy's speech kept the morale up, and reminded them that they don't know how the fight will end.

So when the coordinates did come in, they were all determined to see how this ends.
And to hopefully, get their Tommy back.

Tommy reads the coordinates and stumbles back, staring at the screen with disbelief.
"Oh I'm actually going to kill her." Tommy growls, his eyes blazing white once more.
"That is.." Phil mutters, his eyes wide, wildly searching the map.

"That's where Silence Labs stood." Tubbo says, his voice full of anger as well.
"Fuck it, we're doing this." Ranboo growls as well, purple light erupts from his mouth in anger, violent warping and buzzing comes from his body.

"I knew that stun gun felt familiar, that motherfucker created Silence Labs didn't she?" Tommy says, stepping aside as Tubbo shoves Wilbur off the chair to take his rightful seat.

Ranboo tabs Kristin's shoulders, she moves from where she was sitting and let Ranboo sit down.

Tubbo starts angrily tapping away on his keyboard, "Why did we never think to look this up?" Tubbo sounded beyond furious and Tommy had half the mind to be scared if he wasn't so mad himself.
"Because we didn't want to even think about Silence Labs and what they did to us." Ranboo growls as well, glaring furiously at where the destroyed building was being shown on the map.

"Alright, we're doing this, Tommy put on your suit, Ranboo starts surveillance, we're beating the shit out of her." Tubbo says, turning to each of his brothers.
They both nod with determination, immediately going to do what they had been ordered to.

Tommy was in his suit and out the warehouse in seconds, Tubbo and Ranboo in his ears.

The rest would be talking as well if they weren't so surprised and kind of scared how well Tommy, Tubbo and Ranboo were working together.

It's no wonder Tommy lived this long, the three of them were a terrifying team.

"Okay, Tommy I trust you know where you're going." Tubbo says, Tommy can hear the brunette still tapping away at his keyboard in anger.
"Like the back of my hand." Tommy grumbles, obvious dismay at still knowing the path this well after so many years.

"We only have satellites on you so don't do anything too drastic." Ranboo says. Tommy can almost see him leaning forward in his seat, watching the satellite feed with great interest.
"Got it." Tommy says as he scans the forest.

It wasn't likely that Kyn brought any back up but with this life, Icarus wouldn't put it above them.

Tommy lands a bit before the destroyed ruins of the once terrifying building.
Well it was terrifying to only him and Ranboo and any other kid that might have made it out.

Not likely.

He walks up to Kyn slowly, "So, you and Kyn like one and the same? Because me and Tommy are still getting there." Icarus says, standing in front of her, not a trace of fear in his eyes or on his face.

"You might never be, I created you this time, I needed to speed up the progress." Kyn commented, gesturing around the building.
"So you did create Silence Labs." Icarus says, voice calculating.

But Tommy could feel the anger Icarus felt because of it, Tommy liked to think it's because of the shit Juliet had put him through.

"I did, I had to, I found the answer and I couldn't wait to show you." Juliet says, a big smile on her face.
It seemed the amount of times they've been reincarnated had turned Kyn more insane than Icarus.
"Where is it then?" Icarus says, anger in voice, taking a step forward.

"You're standing on it, come on, let free that light, destroy the floor." Kyn grins, arms wide as she gestures at the floor.

'So it's been light?' Tommy thinks as he remembers the few instances that white stuff showed up.
'Not only, it's the sun's light and plasma, which is why we can turn air solid.' Icarus comments.
Woah okay, Tommy didn't know they could actually talk in his, or well, their head.

Tommy supposes he should be glad that he and Icarus are actually getting along because otherwise that might've been really awkward and really shitty.

'Okay, so how do we do what Kyn told us to do?' Tommy thinks, he can feel Icarus smirk at him calling Kynigós Kyn.
'Let me handle that.'

So Tommy sits back and waits to see what Icarus would do.
Some of the voices pipe up, 'I love it when he does this!'
'It's been awhile.' And a lot of sound of enthusiasm and cheering
This is probably going to be awesome.

Tommy feels his body shooting up hundreds of feet in the air, his feet then point down and his wings stick out behind him, allowing him to fall to the ground with gaining speed.

White encases his entire body a few feet before he hits the floor and when he does the floor crumbles under him.
Kyn gets blown away a bit by the force of the hit and the wind that came off of it.

Tommy looks around in the hole, spotting a structure in front of him almost immediately.

He registers Kyn jumping in behind him and that Tubbo and Ranboo are saying something in his ear.

But all his focus is on the structure.
It felt like he was being called to it, as if he had to touch.

He stumbled forward, Kyn behind him.
He slowly steps on the stairs, entrances as he takes another step and all noise fades away.
They reach the top and all he can see is stars.

They moved slowly, colours of black, green and blue made it look like a galaxy deep in space.
Which it might as well have been.

They watched the stars move.
Slowly they bring up one wing, only to see their glowing spots move in the same way.
"This is a portal. To the end." Kyn says, suddenly loud and everywhere.

Tommy looks up at her, Icarus tries to pull their head back to the portal.
It emitted a low bone chilling noise that set Tommy slightly edge, all while it felt like a call home.
"We're connected to this? The both of you I mean." Tommy says.

"It's where we were created, the only place we could really kill each other." Kyn explains, gesturing at the portal, Icarus is all too happy to get a glance at it again.
"At the root." Tommy says.

Kyn nods next to him, "You ready for this?" She asks them.

Both Tommy and Icarus nod "This ends here." They both say, their voice heard as two.

Kyn jumps in first.

"Tommy! Tommy, don't follow her!" He can hear Phil yell, now that he listens, all of them are yelling.
"We can't help you there!" Tubbo yells, tapping even more aggresively on his keyboard.
They're all yelling at him to stop.

Tommy sets a step forward.

The yelling increases.

"I love you all."

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It was silent, so silent that it hurt Tommy's ears, pressing as if he was underwater.

Then noise, it was quiet and steady and almost like a heartbeat, but it ebbed away the pressure in Tommy's ears.
The noise felt like home.
Pieces Tommy knew he was missing slipped into place, this is where he belonged, where his true home was.

"There you are." Kyn says, a smile once more on her lips.

"Let's end this Kyn." They say, getting in a fighting position.

Kyn groans, "I told you, it's Kyginós to you little bird." She comments as she launches forwards.

Icarus gets their knives out and dodges Kyn's first attack, shooting them up into the sky.

Something moved in the darkness, blocking the numerous stars, it was big and moved quickly.

Tommy couldn't think about it more because Icarus was already diving down again, the white stripes once more in front of his knives.
They plunge straight at Kyn.

Who jumps back just before they can hit her, rolling backwards.

They land in a superhero landing and look up at Kyn, "Very cute." She comments.
They growl and lunge at her, evading and throwing punches and attempting to stab and kill.

They were trapped in this dance, one barely gracing the other.

It was getting tiring, about as tiring as it was to be alive for hundreds of years, if not thousands.

Just as Icarus was about to propose another idea, Kyn several metres away from them, a roar pierces through the air.

They all look up at the now low flying creature that tommy immediately recognised as a fucking dragon.

Black purplish scales to hide in the sky, glowing purple eyes that stared at them, big white fangs and a gigantic body.
The wingspan was almost scary and Tommy was sure you wouldn't survive if you got hit by its tail

Kyn immediately got up and started pointing her knives at it, yelling in frustration as it flies over them.

Kyn seems to want to fight it, but it didn't look all that mad to Tommy and Icarus.
Sure it seemed upset that they had been fighting in its realm but other than that, not even slightly threatening to Icarus and Tommy.

"Kyn, wait!" Tommy yells, running towards where the woman was attempting to cut the dragon's stomach open as it flew over her.
"Why?! So that you can kill it?!" She yells at them, giving them one glare before returning her sight to the dragon, which was now in front of her.

Tommy watches her swing one of her daggers at the dragon in slow motion.

And then, with the speed of light itself, Tommy is standing in front of Kyn, a long sword in his hand blocking the dagger in hers.
"You will not hurt this dragon." They state.
Kyn falls back and stares up at Tommy.

His hair glows golden, his eyes shine white, his suit's colours have drained away to reveal white as well.
A greek crown rests on his head, replacing the mask he had been wearing.

"See you on the other side." Kyn says, smiling up tiredly at Icarus, who now has their sword pointed at her throat.
"There is no other side, Kyginós." They say.

Kyn closes her eyes and accepts her fate.

With one swift move the sword impales Kyn.
The dragon sits up and roars behind them, almost ear splitting.
Purple light comes out of Kyn's eyes and mouth, emitting from her chest so big they could see her ribs.

She falls backwards, sliding off the sword and lays still, lifeless.

They stare at her body for a bit before some nudges them from behind, slightly prodding against their back.
They turn around to see the dragon's face incredibly close to theirs.
They stare at each other for a while.

Tommy can feel Icarus's surprise when he reaches forward to pet the dragon.
The dragon purrs as Tommy pets its nose and forehead.

"You're just a big cutie aren't you." Tommy says softly, looking the content dragon over.

'Dare I say it, you're braver than me.' He hears Icarus say, feels the fond smile towards him.
He smiles back at Icarus.

"Do you know a way out, big guy?" Tommy asks the dragon.

It opens its eyes and looks at them for a second, before standing up and gesturing with his head for them to follow.
Tommy looks around the platform and up at the tall black pillars that stand in a circle.
The stars look the same as those of the portal.

It was mesmerising.

The dragon stops and turns to look at Tommy before looking back at another structure.

It looks like a fountain.

On top of the fountain rests an egg.

The dragon picks the egg up gently with its move and moves to Tommy.
He stretches out his arms, a confused look on his face as the dragon puts the egg in their arms.

The dragon turns back to the fountain, blowing purple fire on it.

Tommy rests one hand against a paw of the dragon, holding the egg in the other arm.
They watch as the fountain starts glowing, white bursting upwards.
When the light leaves, a portal is left behind, with the same starry galaxy as the first portal.

"You ready to go home now?" Icarus asks him out loud.
"Hell yes, I'm so tired." Tommy laughs as he steps on the ledge.

First he turns around to hand the egg back to the dragon but it shakes its head.

Then it presses its forehead against Tommy's forehead.

Tommy then understood that the dragon wanted him to take their egg, raise it, learn it to fly and survive.
And then one day, return it to its home.

The dragon goes backwards and blinks at Tommy.
They smile at the dragon.

They fall backwards.

Silence follows once more.

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"Open your eyes Icarus."

Tommy's eyes fly open and he gasps for air.
He looks around in panic, not aware of where he is.
It's the same air and sky as that of the floating island.

But nothing is here, it's all empty, only open sky and space.

Tommy floats in the middle.

Something comes up from under him and lifts him up, forcing him to lay down, being pressed against the floor.

It comes to an abrupt stop.

Tommy looks up to see two very tall women, looking down on him with matching kind smiles and fond looks.

One wears all blue, gold and white.
A white top with a blue golden laced robe reaching down further than Tommy can see.
Long brown hair with kind green eyes, a golden feather grown on their head.
She has pointy ears adorned with low hanging gold jewels, a gold necklace wrapped around her neck.

The other one wore all green, gold and white.
Their white top was tugged into what seemed to be a dark green long skirt that Tommy also couldn't see the end of.
A light green shawl wraps around their shoulders and rests in their inner elbows.
They have long blond hair with crystal blue eyes, also wearing a golden feather crown adorned with green gems.
They also had pointy ears but they wore shorter gold jewellery, connecting one earring to the other with a golden chain.

But most importantly, Tommy realised, they both had gaint gold wings.

Tommy and Icarus stare at them in amazement.

"Hello Icarus." The blue one says smiling down at them.
"We've been waiting for you." The green one continues.

"You've done wonderful, we're very proud." The blue one says, her eyes shine with fondness, the excitement can be heard in her voice.

Tommy realises as he sits up that he's sitting in the Blue one's palm.

"We knew you would do well, but you passed our expectations Tommy!" The green one says, softly clapping their hands together.

"We're very sorry for the things you had to go through, but you have proven to be so much stronger than that." The blue one says, moving Tommy up so that he's a bit away but in front of their faces.

"Things will get hard again at some point." The green one says somberly, looking at Tommy with pure remorse.

"But!" The blue one pipes up excitedly, "They will not always stay bad." They finish.

"Who.. who are you?" Tommy asks, sitting up straighter, his wings flutter nervously behind him.

Now that Tommy was this close he could see the stars in their eyes, twinkling and slowly moving, ever changing.

"We are the land and the sea." Blue says.
"The grass and the sky."
Green adds.
"The flowers and the rain."
"Every cloud and every mountain."
"We are the earth and space itself."
"We are your gods."

Tommy stares up at them, multiple emotions coursing through his mind.
Fear, respect, pride, happyness, amazement.

"We created everything, we created the gods they worship and the ground they stand on." The blue one tells him, the green one nods along.
"We made everything, everything except for what is man made." The green one explains.

"We created humans, watched them grow." Blue says.
"And grow they did, not just in numerous, but in everything else as well." Green continues.

"Humans made buildings and art and they are wonderful, it fills us with amazement how far you have all come." Green says, this time Blue nods along.

"It fills us with amazement how far you have come, how far you will continue to go and grow." Blue says, once more smiling down at Tommy.

"The things you will build and achieve will be amazing." Green adds, also continuing to smile down at Tommy.

"You will bring a new era, you will be a voice of peace and a mind of reason." Blue says.

"You will be the fastest of them all, you will be unstoppable." Green says, pride in their eyes.

"You will be feared as much as you will be loved."

"You will be greatness and raise greatness."

"You will be just fine."

"Now rise, Icarus, rise."

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Tommy opens his eyes once more.

This time he doesn't see ever moving stars or galaxies of black, green and blue.
He sees a sterile white ceiling, he can see light pouring in from an open window.

He realises that he hears a heart monitor beep next to him.

Tommy sits up slowly, looking around the hospital room even slower.
Everyone was there.
The Johnsons, Phil, Kristin, Wilbur, Techno, Tubbo and Ranboo, they were all there.

They're all awake as well, focused on whatever they used to set their mind off of what was happening to Tommy.

Tommy doesn't know what to say, 'I lived bitch.'? 'So, I'm alive.'? 'Told you I'd be fine!'?

Even though his mind came up with some good things to say, when Tommy opened his mouth the words "I met the gods." Spill out of it.

Everyone's heads snap up to them, Icarus was paying close attention to them all before nodding and settling down.
His family was Icarus approved, very nice.

"You're awake!" Tubbo yells, running up to the bed and hugging Tommy fiercely.
"If I could, I'd be crying right now." Ranboo says, his voice quivers as he hugs Tommy too.
Phil takes hold of one hand while Kristin grabs the other.
His mentally adopted little siblings all jump up on the bed to join the hug while their parents hold each other and smile at Tommy with relief.
His adopted brothers stand at the edge of the bed, smiling at Tommy as well.

"I met the gods and they were two women and really pog." Tommy states, his mind still in utter confusion while he hugs everyone back to the best of his ability.
"I just went to a really tripy dimension, what the fuck."

"Yeah you're going to need more therapy." Phil says, squeezing his youngest son's hand.

Tommy bursts out laughing.

"You don't even know old man."

And from there life continues on.

Juliet Dalton is declared missing and her mafia gets taken down and arrested.

Kynigós is still laying dead in a distant dimension, protected by a dragon.

Tubbo, Ranboo and Tommy all go back to school.
Tommy got a major apology from Brad who promised he'd never be mean to Tommy again.

Tubbo, Ranboo and Tommy also got their own office in HCH for their new official team, Icarus.
Full name, The Gods Of Icarus, TGOI.
They do however have to finish school first.

The Johnson kids get a fully restored and newly designed warehouse after a lot of long hours or changing the place up and keeping the Johnson's away.

They made the kids promise they'd put their names on the same wall, Tubbo, Ranboo and Tommy had.
Tradition.

Phil, Wilbur and Techno are working hard to keep more districts safe and to make becoming a hero more accessible for everyone.
Hero schools are popping up in almost every district.

Kristin is helping design and plan out the schools and accessibility.

And the world and gods might pit more things against them, might make it hard to live again.
Bad guys might show up and fight him like they always do, death might be around a lot of corners.
But as long as Tommy has his stupidly herioc family around him, he's sure he'll be fine.

Plus, he's Icarus.

He's a legend that never dies.