Chapter Text
June 6, 750.
4 : 30 p.m.
Located on:
Wastaken Headquarters, SMP
Gliding her hands over the short loaded bronzey-metal, two dead black spots stared at the gun with care. With sandy blonde hair blended in the line of a brunette, a duo-colored and fellow blonds who were seated appropriately as they were in the presence of the higher-ups.
"I'm pleased you had given us a spare of your prodigal time." A blond man in a tuxedo said as his mouth quirked up at the nooks even though a mask was covering his whole face, they still could sense the eerie smile.
The tension was high and still, the room subsisted filled with intoxicating incense and gunpowder. The room was big and vacuous with only a refectory table along with metal ebony stools that were hardly expensive as the food sat in front of them.
Sighing through her nostrils, she put the gun down and looked ahead. "It's not an aspect of you to suddenly entice us to dinner and be ominous, what do you want from us, dear brother?" Drista went consecutive to the point as the others hesitated at the odious words she had spat.
Underneath the smiling mask, he had worn for the past years, an unnerving smile and narrowed eyes with raised eyebrows were painted on his face. "don't have that tone with me, chartreuse." She glared at the man menacingly, "but to answer your query, I have a new mission for you, team abiosis." He added.
The blond-haired boy with blue eyes frowned at the statement and looked at him with confusion, "you could've just sent it through email, sir."
Dream hummed in deafening silence, "and that's where the task begins." The smiling man said as tubbo's eyes widened, "are you perhaps indicating that someone is tracking us sir?" the brunette asked, trinket etched into his face.
A pleasing noise of approval escaped from Dream's mouth and nodded, "yes, an enemy of mine- well ours, are now on the move to attack us. I want you boys and chartreuse to make a hash of their base-- preferably destroy it to pieces, this might be sudden but please, don't disappoint me furthermore." Dream ordered.
Purpled frowned upon the words, they were kids but here they are getting ordered to demolish some arch enemy's root-- which has been normal for them for the past 4 years.
"How did they gain a pass through our emails? For all I know, I've put high security on all of our accounts." Drista said, a bit of disbelief in her tone.
"They must've had some advance or an absolute hacker to gain access through our phones. If they did it so casually and there were no alarms, it's either the hacker is more experienced and has an upper hand, and besides, I'm still in a noob level." Tubbo exclaimed as Tommy snorted.
"How are you in noob level when you have been experienced for four years." Tommy nudged the brunette as he confided.
"Sir, can I have a word?" Ranboo chimed in as dream put his attention on the duo-colored haired boy, "go on"
"Well, I was wondering why this mission was assigned to us, sir? Considering we are," he nervously chuckled, "minors. We're more likely to encounter adults that have an upper hand or more experiences in battles."
"Glitch," a neat word came out from the blond's mouth as a glitching brunette came in, he had goggles on and wore a black-streaked suit with guns secured tightly on his gun pockets.
"Yes sir." He said.
"Take them to room 024." Dream sanctioned as he watched the minors stand up. "Kairos, go with them." Another brunette nodded, he wore a multicolored pastel suit as one might say-- he could skirmish outfits with the mad hatter.
He could sense their heartbeats and hefty breathing, he knew how perilous the mission was but for him, this is just a stepping stone.
They are more than what they think, the only thing that's holding them back is the sentiment of dismay that they have clutched in their comprehensions.
Dream knows, and maybe that's why, that's why he'll give the throne when the day comes.
"o' two four?" Ranboo whispered and glanced at the blonde beside him, purpled shrugged. Come to think of it purpled never once had seen nor heard of the room 024 in the headquarters, every time he passes there was only a thick wall face to face.
Just a plain white colored wall with nothing.
Nevertheless, the minors followed the brunette who had a small furrowed brow. Drista watched their backs not minding they were going ahead but before she could trail behind, she bore her eyes onto her brother's head who was humming so lightly, "are you trying to plan our demise?"
Her direct question made the masked man stop in his movements. He put down the knife carefully not to make a sound through the echoing halls.
It was quiet for a while before an answer came out from dream, "I might do the most troublesome and risky verdicts but why would I spend my life sending kids to their early deathbeds?"
The sandy blonde's brows creased. Because you would for the vitality of it.
"Most importantly, children who never had a childhood." Dream amplified, his voice was empty and cold. She strutted there for a minute, mulling her whole life and why she made this reckless decision.
Her knuckles turned white at the mention of childhood, she had always knew this day would come. But to remind her that, they, themselves have no normal childhood is a shit move.
"You're my blood," he seethed, "I'm not going to risk losing a family again, and I know that you are attached to those boys also like family.
And i don't want to take that away from you."
Turning on her back, she failed to notice the side-eye her brother gave her. The mixed emotions of emptiness, sadness, and despair spiraled in his eyes but she didn't take more than a second to look back to see his blocked face and just walked away.
On the other hand, Tommy and the others were currently opening a passage they haven't seen around the corners of the Wastaken headquarters. The door was not like any other, instead of a simple silver-colored locked door, it was a big circular door with not one but three locks: a password to the door, a puzzle piece, and the clockwise-like lock.
And the second lock was basically just trickery.
After a few minutes of George trying to open the door, it made a clicking sound, and as soon as it was opened, smoke-- mist came out of the room. Tommy let out a noise of pure leisure, Purpled's eyes widened a little, Ranboo was a bit hesitant while Tubbo was yelling out excitement.
Tommy looked back and stared at his group but before he could say anything, he noticed a certain woman in the lead, missing. "Where's drista?" He asked. The group just shrugged, they never noticed she was left behind. She was quite the whole time, even the way to the headquarters.
"Yo." A voice spoke behind him. Tommy looked back to see the masked girl, "where were you?" He inquired.
The blonde pointed at the back, "just went to get the final piece of chicken- can't risk it not being eaten." Lies gritted through her teeth, she stared as he took the lie without a suspicion before putting her into a headlock and ruffled her hair which she responded with a fuss, "what the hell Tommy-- I just got my hair done!"
Tommy cackled evilly, "you look like a bird's nest AHAHAHAHA"
Drista was about to punch him but purpled butted in, "gentleman and lady, please we are in the headquarters." Purpled sighs, the two youngest were still bickering with each other, "can you guys just go in? the other two are already in the room."
"Blame Tommy!" Drista told, jokingly. "Wha- it's none of my fault, bitch." Tommy shrieked.
"Just get in, idiots. I'm tired of watching you two bicker like 5-year-olds in the playground."
"Okay dad, we will."
"I'm not even gonna try to argue back."
"As you should ya bitch."
"..."
"THESEUS- RUN-"
Tubbo walked inside to see an unknown few people, most of them were at their own desks, quiet and focused. There were at least 5 big monitors at the front, papers were rather organized or messed around. The room was big, it could even fit 500 people or more and the structures were pretty cool. The colors of the walls were either black or dark green, the lights were bright white, and a mixture of green led lights on the corners.
At the left side of the room. There stood a contained nuke and it was getting examined. His eyes gleamed at the sight, there were two people planning something as they disseminated with each other while looking at the nuke.
Ranboo walked through the gun aisle which was at the right side, furrowed eyebrows of amusement. There were a lot of long guns-- especially those gun machines at the very back and a rifle hanging securely on the glass window.
"Careful," dream's voice arose beside the duo-colored-haired boy, "these may seem like simple guns but they are upgraded by our technologist, Callahan." Dream introduced the silent man who gave them a nod.
Underneath the lab-like clothes, he wore a hoodie to cover up everything except his neck and arms. He also had a captain america mask.
"He doesn't speak but he gets all the ladies." Dream chuckled. Callahan seemed to be stoic about the statement, ranboo didn't feel anything from the silent man, not even a small noise or heavy breathing.
Just a mysterious and odd aura and that's it.
"These guns have more advanced technology than others." Dream opened the glass and took out the handgun.
Black dots searched through the buttons and hit the red one, ranboo watched as it turned to an electronic accelerator.
"This is the ilheorisusset, this is made for you." Dream handed the annihilator to the heterochromia-eyed boy who was awed at the designs of the gun. It was colored like him, black and white on the metallic whole while the grip and trigger were colored green and red.
"What the fuck!? Now that's some Tony stark shit!" Tommy from behind gaped at the 'ilheorisusset' while Dream smirked under his mask, "that's not all, this gun is an electricity type. It could track your location by itself if you're ever in trouble, no matter where you are. Even if they installed a tracker blocker, this bad boy could still send the coordinates to the base."
Tommy let out yells of excitement, "WOAH, THAT'S SO POG!" He exclaimed. Ranboo who was still looking at the gun looked up to see the masked man, "Sir, what does it do other than tracking us?" The heterochromia eyed boy asked.
"How about you see it for yourself?" He tilted his head. Ranboo looked at the gun before going in the experimental field which was located near outside the room.
"Vermillion and Antho, come with me for a while. I have something for you both." Dream ordered as the two obeyed and walked behind him.
As they walked through the cold tiled floors, dream's steps went to a halt. It also stopped the boys in their steps as well, "Alyssa, show purpled his weapons and room." The tall blond said. The white-haired lady with a half mask nodded and did what she was told, tilting her head to the purple-eyed kid to follow her.
And throughout those two days, the team has inaugurated to train more due to the upcoming chaos that's about to start once again.