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Everyone knows the children of Death.
How can one not be aware when they all have the tendency to wreak havoc everywhere.
What most don't realize is that they are also agents of Chaos.
Chaos, or as most know, Exdee, has taken quite a liking to his Sister's children. See, the Deity of Chaos does not really bother himself looking out for vessels or champions or whatnot, he believes that no mortal is worthy enough to carry out or share his duties, and that only changed when he met the angel of Death and Death's children.
What most also do not know is that there's a fourth one. A fourth one that has unfortunately been taken away from them at a young age of 10. They never stopped searching, no, Death would feel if her third oldest entered her realm and for the long time that he has been missing, the only hope that they have been clinging to is the fact that he's still alive.
They learned to live with it, but the feeling of grief and longing never left them. Everyone is on the lookout for bright blond strands or shining green eyes. At every server they enter, they hope to one day reunite with the missing piece of their family.
The eldest twin finds him first. And accidentally in the middle of a fight.
It was just a simple fight arranged by a friend. A curious hypothetical on who would win between the undefeated Warrior and the rising star Speedrunner.
The 6-4 flashed on the gigantic screen would have been just another win to Technoblade…
If it weren't for the wide pair of emerald eyes staring at him as the sliced piece of ceramic mask clatters onto the ground.
Techno struggles to calm his raging thoughts as the dirty blond raises both their hands to announce the pinkette's victory, clueless of the unprompted reunion with one of his lost family.
Did the younger one not recognize him? Ah, he forgot that his appearance had changed after becoming Blood's warrior, he also missed the fact that he too is wearing a mask, a boar skull, just for the theatrics.
So he waits, waits until the hype of the event and the words of congratulations die down, until the both of them are left alone in their waiting rooms; For a moment the Blood warrior composes himself, before getting up to finally, properly talk to his lost brother.
He crosses the now empty arena and goes into the opposite hallway and stops in front of the door that has the sign "Dream".
No wonder we couldn't track him by name,the pinkette wonders he was using a different alias far away from his given name.
Your Title "Blade" won't also give anything away to him, chat adds in his head.
He knocks, a muffled voice telling him to come in answers back; He tenses when he sees Karl (was that his name?) helping Dream dress the gash on his face.
The wound that Technoblade caused.
His shoulders slumps, now what-
"Um- uh… sorry about that-and, uhhh- the unintentional face reveal" way to nail it with your social skill-
The blond chuckles and waves his hands dismissively "It's fine, I like to think of it as a cool trophy of some sort."
"Pog."
Dream and Karl (yep that's his name) giggles, well, at least your emotional constipation is helping someone-
After some idle chatter, Karl bid goodbye and left them alone.
Well this is awkward, how is he supposed to start, "Hey Dream I think you're my long lost little brother-" he can't exactly just blurt that out of nowh-
"What?"
Ah, he said that out loud, didn't he…
L , chat helpfully supplies.
Techno winces at the bewildered look from the blond, that did not really last long as it shifts to crossed arms, and raised eyebrow and what Techno could only call as skepticism, "I don't know how you know, and how much exactly you know, but I say you're doing a poor job since from the little that I remember, I don't recall a relative having pink hair."
Ah, good to hear that the sass never really left-
"You do know hair dyes are a thing right?"
At that the speedrunner sputtered, and if Techno wasn't busy trying not to panic that he messed up, he would have been laughing.
Techno your mask!•bruuuuuuh•he can't see your eyeeees•E•Technolame•big brother Techno?•Take off your mask you nerd
Oh…
Oh-
"Right, well I guess it's better to just show you-"
With a click from the leather buckle behind his head, he slowly removes the mask from his face. Dream stopped talking the moment he saw what the other is doing, and after a long wait, he finally looked the other in the eyes-
Emerald green meets Ruby red.
At that moment both felt it.
The words of their father echoing in their minds.
No matter what, your eyes will never fail to find one another.
"Techno?"
The youngest meets him next- this time, because of an impulsive decision.
<Tommyinnit joined the game>
The blond teen grins as he walks towards the "DreamTeam" in front of a red building of some sort.
Dream, famous speedrunner and rival to the Blade, greets him with a lighthearted tone "Hello Tommy! Welcome to the SMP!"
Tommy's grin grows wider, and after the formal introductions to his buddies George (really a great man he is) and Sapnap (someone he often spar and battle with in Hypixel from time to time) they gave him a tour of what they have so far. They got three rules, and Tommy thinks it's reasonable enough to keep a server from collapsing on its own.
But surely a little mischief wouldn't hurt no? After all, a little chaos is needed for every striving place.
After all of that, Sapnap and George left to gather resources to stock up the community house, which turned up to be the red structure thing that Tommy saw a while ago, Dream invited him to tag along and get settled in the upper rooms temporarily while he looks for an area to live in. When they arrived at the second floor, Tommy noticed that the other had gone quiet, "Hey big D, you good? You've gone a bit quiet there-" The older sat on one of the vacant beds, the mask shifting to face Tommy "I'm so gonna regret this, hey- do you mind if I take my mask for a while?"
This startles Tommy, cause why is Dream- suddenly asking to take off his mask in front of a complete stranger? "Sure big man, but don't blame me when I scream if you look hideous-"
The green man laughed, there's even a tinge of that signature wheeze of his, at least the man knows how to take a joke-
"I sure hope I'm not then-"
As the man slowly brought his mask off, Tommy prepared to continue with the teasing. But all snark dissolved in his throat when Emerald green meets Sapphire blue.
"Well?"
The only answer he gets is a tackle and a hug
"It's you, it's you, it's you-"
Dream squeezes tighter, letting the younger chant the words repeatedly as if he'll disappear if he stopped.
Needless to say- the night has been spent mostly with the young one clinging to him for the whole time.
The younger twin finds out next, but Dream wished he was on different circumstances when it happened.
They were both locked in a cell, kidnapped by some kind of cult that apparently worships Chaos-
Now, Dream, being the actual Champion of Chaos decided to play along. To one, check out what the heck these people are up to, and two, do some damage control the moment he sees reason to eliminate the group. You'll never know with these fanatics after all, they tend to go overboard with some kind of messed up thing like human sacrifices and stuff-
What he did not expect though, is L'manburg's General being thrown in the room with him. Turns out he has been caught while walking around the woods as well.
Dream knows that the brunette is the last brother that he has yet to reveal his true identity to, the topaz eyes with the charismatic smile that rivals literally every running politician ever made him pause the moment he entered the server. Tommy had also confirmed that yes, that is indeed "Wilby".
But instead of immediately jumping the brunette, with "SURPRISE IM BACK-" Dream hesitated, because unlike Techno and Tommy, he didn't really have a good relationship with the brunette, their banters used to often borderline from mocking to straight up just hurtful. Aside from that, he feels like the older still hasn't forgiven him for what he did that day, so Dream isn't exactly willing to give out his secret yet, Techno initiated (albeit accidentally) the confrontation, and with Tommy he was so excited that he threw all hesitation away in order to just reunite with his youngest brother. Tommy said that the brunette misses him, but Dream still doubts it, the only result from that was a whitelist to enter the server.
"You're surprisingly calm, for someone who has been taken hostage by a potentially deranged cult."
The blond glanced at the Wilbur, well, the direction from where the voice came from, the room was entirely pitch black. Dream shrugged- the shackles binding his hands clinking with the action, "I don't know, not like they're a threat, if anything else they should be the ones who should be worried, no one tresspasses my server and gets out alive." He silently took note to check and reinforce the server's security in the future.
He hears a chuckle and clanking of chains, Wilbur probably shifted or something.
And when a click echoed across the room he whispered a triumphant "Bingo".
"Oh? Been picking the locks from the beginning huh?"
"Yep" Dream quietly shimmies out of his bindings and scans the room, which is not much since it's pitch black, "This mask is not helping with the dark at all-"
He hears, no, feels Wilbur perk up "oh? Face reveal?"
He snorts, "yeah, no, don't get your hopes up, the room is pitch black, you won't even see anything."
Now in hindsight, he should have been more careful with his face, and mask- but screw him, he wanted to get out and finish this as soon as he can.
He nonchalantly removes his mask, and after looking around he realized that he forgot how well he can see in the dark- oh right, he has been so used with the mask that he forgot that he made and enchanted it to give him a handicap with the manhunts.
For a second time, he looks over the room, well- there's the door, there's nothing else special about the place, it looks like a normal holding cell-
He stops right when he sees Wilbur's wide eyes staring directly to him.
How did he know where-
"Ody?"
Wait- he forgot his eyes glow in the dark-
In state of panic, he hurriedly pulled his hood over his face.
"Uuuh no?"
Wilbur sputters, Dream silently curses, he shouldve been more careful.
"You can't just cover your eyes and deny it, I already saw it-"
"Whaaaat, what do you mean? I havent removed my mask yet- it's probably just a trick of the light or something-"
"THE ROOM IS LITERALLY PITCH BLACK-"
"I KNOW"
Silence- Dream exhales shakily - there's no point in denying it now, he removes his hood from his head in defeat.
"Did Tommy and Techno know?"
"Yeah…"
He hears a scoff, "No wonder they were acting all smug recently."
Dream pulls his knees to his chest, not saying anything back at all, he hears a sigh.
"Why didn't you say anything?"
"I-" he buries his head on his knees, "I'm just not sure- with what I said all those years ago, I thought you'd still be mad at me."
"Ody- no, Dream- I-"
"-and you were enjoying painting me as a villain, so it was really hard to say anything, I know you don't really know who I am- but it felt right you, know, like- all those things you say about me being the bad guy should have been long overdue from back then-"
Silence, Dream takes a shuddering breath, he closes his eyes as he tries his best to control his breathing.
"Dream, we were kids back then, sure you were stubborn and defiant but I was a prick as well- the moment Unlce Exdee gave us the gift, I've went too overboard with riling everyone up- It just so happened that you were the one that retaliates the most that I-" again, the other sighs "no, that shouldn't have been an excuse at all, Ody, Dream- Doveling, I'm so sorry, I should have been the one whose apology is overdue."
Dream bites his lips, he didn't really expect this happening, but out of all the emotions swirling in his chest right now, the only thing he can identify is relief.
Yes, he agrees, his brother had been a prick, but he also missed the times when Wilbur sings them lullabies, or when he just pulls them to the town square to just have fun while he performs, no matter how hurt he was that time, it will never erase the fact that Wilbur is still his brother.
He gets up and pads slowly to the general's side, he looks at him in the eye, smiling towards the other, he picks the other's binds. "I've forgiven you that same day, despite what you just said, the words I blurted out that day were also uncalled for, I'm sorry for that-" right when the lock falls off arms immediately encloses him and pulls him to a hug.
"You're an idiot if you think I'm still mad at you for that until now."
They hug for a while, basking in each other's warmth, they only pull away from each other when they hear footsteps from outside the cell.
"What do you say dear little brother, shall we cause some more chaos to the ones who dares trespass your domain?"
Their father find out last, all four siblings never meant for things to go this bad.
It was a chill afternoon, well- literally since they're in the middle of the artic, Techno and Phil are both outside doing some of chores, when both Tommy and a clearly opaque and alive Wilbur comes running towards their fences. Phil rushes towards the two to meet them, only to be grab on the shoulders by Wilbur.
"Wilbur, whats going on- you finally decided to come back but why did you both come sprinting here with Tommy in tow?"
A winded Tommy from behind heaves, leaning on Techno who had just arrived from the dog house. "Woah, Theseus what's going on?"
"I don't know-" Tommy wheezes, still trying to catch his breath- "We saw Wilbur standing from the spot where he died- then when he saw me he pulled me and told me to come find you both."
"WE HAVE TO GET DREAM OUT FROM THE PRISON!"
Phil noticed Techno and Tommy freezing for a split second, it's subtle, but not subtle enough from him.
Tommy laughs nervously "Wh- what are you talking about Wilbur? That menace deserves to be locked up-"
Techno also voices out his thoughts, "the homless teletubby is in prison?"
"DROP IT YOU TWO, THIS IS SERIOUS- HE'S HURT INSIDE THAT THING-"
Phil intervenes, "woah, tell us what happened from the start-"
Wilbur takes a shaky breath, "I- saw Dream when I slipped through the walls of Pandora- I talked to him and I asked him to revive me- I"
"Wilbur-" Phil interrupts, "I get that you're playing along with his whims in order to stir chaos, but maybe you should think this through-"
"No dad! You don't get it- I-" with a shuddering breath he whispers, "They took his mask-."
Something shifts in the air, Phil can feel it- the nervousness that was wafting from both of his other sons has now been replaced by something different, Even Tommy's face shifting to something serious, Phil knows that face, that expression meant something too big is on the line that they are willing to put their usual charades with the mortals aside even for just a moment.
Techno huffs- his lazy demeanor shifting to something more alert, more on guard, "Alright, Tommy you know where the wither heads are, Take Wilbur there- get what you need, grab all the wither heads, stack up on soul sand, your weapons are where you left them, go-" both nodded, not even asking any questions but just immediately turning for the vault.
Phil looks at them in confusion, he stumbles after the pinkette as they make their way back to the cabin. "Techno, why are you all suddenly so worked about this-”
The other stops from rummaging his chests to look at him, “We can’t really say anything now- we promised Dream not to-”
“Screw what that man wants- I’m asking you cause you all are not acting like your usual selves lately- why do you have to follow him anyways? He’s been nothing but trouble to his own server!”
Techno sighs, “Look, Phil, I can assure you, we are all fine- not all of this is entirely Dream’s idea, if anything else he should be the one you should be commending for putting up with us three-”
“What do you mean?” Phil furrows his eyebrows- the pinkette once again continues grabbing things from chests and brewing stands. “Look, we can explain all of this AFTER we get the teletubby out, but please, trust us on this, just this once okay?”
Phil exhales, “Fine, but you all are going, then so am I, at least just to make sure you are all really okay.”
“That’s fine, but I don't know what to expect when we get there, so please- just trust us until we finish this alright?”
He didn’t know what to expect, after just a quick briefing (Looks like they already had a plan ready before) all three went to the prison, this is the first time Phil had seen the place up close, he has to admit, it is quite a structure, and still a bit skeptical about what is going on since he heard Dream himself designed and commissioned the place (Who is he even considering on putting here) they set to work. After setting off the withers and tnts as a distraction, all four sneaked in with the help of the blueprints that Techno have, (again, he does not know what is going on and why his son just casually have detailed blueprints of the high security prison, but he’s saving his questions later).
Emerging from the lava surrounding the main cell, Phil expected to come face to face with the intimidating villain he was used to seeing and encountering.
He was not ready for what he saw.
The man is slumped on the wall beside the cauldron, donning an orange jumpsuit instead of his signature green hoodie, the dirty blond hair have grown longer, with tinges of white peeking from some places. It looks dirty- now that Phil’s taken a closer look, he noticed that the man looks dirtier than he should be in prison, something doesn't feel right-
Techno cuts through his thoughts “Hey Dream, ya called for backup?”
A raspy chuckle
“I wasn't planning on calling it this early tho-”
Dream looks up, Phil pales.
The younger’s face is littered with scars and wounds, most of it looked like it has been purposely caused with some kind of blade, and Phil’s blood runs cold as he realizes why the man’s clothes looks dirty.
Dried blood, way too many wounds to be inflicted in a small cell unless intentionally with a weapon, Dream is being tortured inside the prison.
And as if it wasn’t enough revelation, Phil’s breath hitches the moment he looks at the other’s eye.
Muted, and murky green, a dulled shade of what he vividly remembers should be as vibrant as emerald jewels. One can already put two things together as he is made aware of the slash across the younger’s face.
“Your eyes will never fail to give you away to your family”
Suddenly, everything made sense, why the wars did not claim as many lives as it should have been, why Tommy, Wilbur, and Techno, seems toq have a soft spot for the villain that he thought was just manipulating them, why he didn’t even get any some sort of consequence for hacking his way in during the 16th when he remembered Wilbur recounting the times when a cult also did the same thing; the not so subtle glances from the mask that he noticed but not acknowledged thinking they were just the tyrant analyzing him for any weaknesses to exploit. Why didn't he notice any of these, he was interacting with his lost son all these time-
Before he can say anything, his youngest beats him to react; “WHO DID THIS TO YOU?!”
The dull pair shifts slightly towards the vague direction of where Tommy is,"B-big D, you can see me right?" Phil’s heart beats faster, Dream- Odysseus his son- the light that he once lost that he hoped to see again some day, is now gone- just a moment after.
"I'm sorry Toms, I might have angered my visitor a little too much before he left."
"Wh-what happened?!"
Dream winces, "Well, what can I say, they wanted the revival book really bad-"
What?
He didn’t know what to say- how to even react, but one thing he is sure of is the overwhelming feeling of anger, and protectiveness overwhelming him seeing his son bleeding and on the verge of death.
Static is all he can hear while the three of his sons panics to rush to their brother’s aid-
He didn’t even hesitate, pulling out his own admin board, he easily overrides Dream’s server’s code and puts in the command to leave the place that hurt his chick, he didn’t hear the shouts from his children pleading for him to stop as he enters the command, nor even noticed Dream's weak attempt at stopping him from completing the server jump with his own admin abilities.
His rationality leaves him to only fulfill one thing, and that is to stop his child from hurting, as the jump starts on their way to his own world, his mind only echoing one thought.
Their family is complete again, and he’ll do everything to keep them all together, one way or another.