Random Dream SMP outshots because I'm bored as hell

Broken wings

Warning that this is Sleepy Bois Inc angst. Specially Philza angst, if you are uncomfortable with that I do suggest leaving. Just to tell you now I'm not very good with writing gore and there is no rough draft to this so.. guess y'all are gonna suffer with me huh?

Also hey, I actually forgot this book existed til now! So, because I don't have the stuff to update my other story and have it be good we're sticking to this for a bit.

Please do not cry. This is not going to happen in the main storyline I can almost guarantee it.

Tw! Gore, torture (??), definitely trauma.

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(Basically it's a situation of Philza taking all the consequences for his sons crimes.. specifically answering to Dream. Remember this is fictional, none of this is real and the main story is all an rp.)

Philza stared down the masked bastard who stood before him. Too much harm had come from this poor excuse of a human being... if you could even call him that. Philza knew it was the mans fault for all his despair.

Dream.

The "God". The most powerful man in all the SMP. The man who ruined his life. Philza wasn't stupid, anyone could see that. He knew Dream would take full advantage of this opportunity. The perfect chance to make the brothers all see what he is capable of.

As much as Philza hated to admit it, the prison was built remarkably, under any other circumstances Philza would've just flown away as he always did when confided in the cold walls of a prison. It was clear this was made special. Designed to be the fathers demise.

The two had stared at each other for at least a minute, Dream having taken off his mask to get a better, more clear, look at Philza. Finally, after what felt like an eternity Dream decided to speak. "It's a shame we couldn't have been allies at the very least. Someone with your.. abnormalities would have been a great asset." He curled his lips into a smile as he walked towards Philza, his boots clacking against the cold stone floor.

"I actually considered it for a bit, that is until I found out what you were doing to Tommy. You psychotic mask wearing b*tch." Philza knew the gravity of his current situation. He knew Dream could easily take out his sword and just kill him. But boy had he wanted to say that for so long...

"Valid. You're certainly not wrong... Why did you take the fall? You knew this would happen." Dream asked, honestly unable to understand why Philza would do such a thing at the cost of his own well being. "I love my kids more than anything on this disgusting planet. I'd rather die than see them hurt by your hands any longer."

Dream was taken a back, not like he let that distract him from his current goal. Though he did feel a bit of sympathy for the father. Maybe that's why he didn't want to kill him.

Much to the fathers fear Dream pulled his netherite sword from it's place at his side and observed the prison he had paid good money to be built. Cameras in each corner, constantly filming. The cell was held directly above a deep pit of lava with the only way to get from the cell being a drawbridge that a guard would put down upon request by Dream.

Though he was more focused on the cameras than anything else. The brothers were definitely plotting how to "save" Philza. No doubt they got the other members of L'manburg on board, why wouldn't they wish to help the man that helped rebuild their entire nation from the ground up? So, there was always a possibility that Fundy, being the genius that he is, has managed to hack into the cameras. If not he could always send the footage to Techno, Dream knew just the thought of being unable to help Philza in his "great time of need" would be heartbreaking to the pig. Especially if he knew what pain the father was going through.

Dream looked back to Philza, kept to the walls by chains connected to his wings..

He thought of an idea.

"Philza. There's one thing that you of all people should know."

Before Philza could think of a response Dream's blade came down directly upon the mans wing. Letting out a blood hurtling scream he desperately attempted to save himself, pulling at the sword as a desperate means to get it away from him.

It burned. The enchantment put upon the sword burned through his grey feathers and muscle tissue, leaving nothing but the frail bones of the wing to keep it connected to the rest of his body. Dream lifted his sword away momentarily looking at the damage he had already cause with a single swing. Before taking another crop into it, this time taking the whole wing off leaving the bloody torn wing dangling under a pool of his own blood. Philza almost immediately collapsed onto the cold floor. With one of the chains no longer holding him up he couldn't find the strength to stand any longer.

"There's one thing you should know about this world." He bent down to Philza's eye level and with a cruel glint in his eyes stated; "Those with the power, the control, and money stay in power. Those with nothing, no matter how "popular", stay nothing." Dream stared the man down once more before getting his sword ready and taking a swung for the other wing. Philza once again began to scream from the agonizing pain that came from the fresh wound.

Philza felt as the bones in his wings cracked with the impact of the hit. He was unable to speak besides the occasional pleading for the masked man to "stop". After one last swing into the half severed wig it ripped itself clean off, blood pooling in a large puddle beneath both the wings and Philza's back. Dream took one final look to the cameras before putting his sword back onto his side.

Still though Dream's blade had been put away Philza still seemed to fully believe the other was still fully ready to use that weapon one more time to finish what he had started. But he didn't. Instead Dream leaned into his walkie talkie and commanded the guards to lower the bridge. Reluctantly Punz, who had had to witness and listen to the whole scene play out lowered the bridge and allowed Dream to exit from the prison. Punz was never close to Philza by any means, but when you see something as horrific as what he just witnessed you have to feel at least a little sympathy.

Once Dream had exited the building Punz called the other guards and ordered them to come over to the prison as fast as humanly possible. Which they all did,

None of them were trained to save a bleeding out man, hope seemed to be slipping as they attempted to stop the heavy bleeding coming from the father. Philza at one point we're silent, he was alive and fully aware of what was happening around him. Just silent.

To think this could have been one of his own sons fates had he not take the fall for them....

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Once again sorry if it wasn't really good, I'm not very experienced in gore or anything like that. Please don't judge it to harshly!

I am very sorry- please remember these are the characters and not by any means the real people. It's sad I even have to say that, but yep!

Cya you naked mole rat lookalikes!