Chapter Text
Fighting for You...
Prologue
"I'm not giving it to you, Dream," Sapnap snarled from his place, a few feet apart from his former best friend while ignoring how restricting Nightmare has already begun to itch on his skin.
"Sapnap, you don't understand," began the brunette while finally giving up on trying to retie his mask and lower it, revealing his half-blinded state. "Just give it back... and I'll disappear..."
"Well, I can't trust you! You'll just come back to fight once more if I give it!" The blaze born was beginning to reveal his baser instincts, flaring up after so long. "Spo, I'm not handing over your armour..."
It was a silent moment between the two legends of the Dream SMP. They faced off each other multiple times, in championships, manhunt challenges and even in mini-games. Yet this was definitely their biggest argument of all. Despite Tubbo agreeing with Dream to stop eavesdropping, Technoblade still stood in the shadows of the entry to the basement and gripped his cape as he listened to what was occurring. 'I can't believe his own best friend won't trust his own word... What has happened to this server?;
And to the astonishment of those around the basement, Dream simply chuckled and stepped backwards before pulling out a single Ender eye. "Alright, Nick... I'll leave..." And with that, he tossed the pearl out the exit, teleporting away with the agility of a cat, shifting into the shadows and vanishing from the Greater Lands.
Sapanapp had hurried out of the underground base to chase after his friend. Technoblade could only watch him fail with a grim smile. 'If this is what Dream truly wishes for... I guess I won't get myself involved anymore...' And with that, he returned to Tubbo's house to continue the mystery of Michael.
Sapnap paced his bedroom in the Kinoko Kingdom, nibbling on his fingertip while thinking of what just happened. After returning home in a frenzy, his beloved husband simply yelled at him for causing a possible incoming war while telling him to do whatever he wants as long as he didn't drag their kingdom through another war. He knew the main factor of this was the armour and he actually considered returning it o Dream, but he still felt fear, at the time.. . Now, after wearing Nightmare over his chest, he felt a surge of power run through his veins and couldn't help but want more.
And so he listened to the dark voice as it repeated in his weak and frightened mind...
~Do you wish for more?~
Quackity stood in his own office, smirking at what he has heard from his little birdy. Apparently, little Dream has escaped and is truly gone. Dumb Techno has also gone, doing something regarding little Michael... This meant the throne was empty. He didn't see Eret as a problem to Las Nevadas' tyranny and Kinoko was mostly filled with lame guests.
Moving his queen on his chessboard, a totem from Jschlatt, he couldn't help but smug grin. "Finally... King Alexis will finally rule this darn land!!"
Mining for iron, George was chewing on a piece of gum while listening to music blasting through his headphones. He was simply blocking out reality at this point, not wishing to be a part of whatever hell was about to occur. He woke up to the alarm system of someone escaping Pandora and decided he quickly hide away in his underground tunnel to collect ores.
He was so distracted by his task on hand, he never noticed the growing vines encasing nearby cobblestone until he broke through a thick wall of iron blocks ( That's weird...? ) and eyed a red oval globe thing...
"What the..." he gasped at the dark magic swirling around him. He tried to step away, but a vine tugged him closer and then he heard it...
[Hello, GeorgeNotFound... Why the glum face?]
Phil sat in his room, staring up at the leftover blueprints with a sad frown. He was eternally grateful he managed to help Dream escape, he won't lie, but the prison had brought nothing but pain and suffering.. 'And loss... Ranboo...' It still hurt Phil to know his own neighbour had been killed without him able to do anything... Now, when there was something to bring peace, his commander had asked Phil to stay out of it and left...
He clenched his fists in a rage at everything. He had only joined this server from his son's insistent calls and the first thing he witnessed was his son falling into the pits of insanity while he could only end it all by thrusting a blade through his gut. Then, he was chained to his home on house arrest for simply being in contact with his son, who had somehow become one of the most wanted men. It then wasn't long before they built the execution site right in front of his window sill and he nearly had a heart attack to see the anvil drop on Techno.
Finally, when he tried to fight back, unleashing his rage and smiling gruesomely above them, his own friend of vengeance was locked up and his sons were revived with an even more insane plan. His youngest adopted son was simply too paranoid after the escapee while the rest weren't at home... He lost his family to this SMP and Phil was beginning to wonder why he even stayed here...
And so he cried... With Nikki there to comfort him...
Tommy sat in his room, rocking on the balls of his feet while Purpled sat behind him, gently soothing the pain away as Sam stood outside the building, keeping guard, this time for sure...
And Dream?
Well, he looked up into the skies and a grin split over his chapped lips...
"Time to get building..."