The doing of a Creator | A Series of Fandoms Crossover

Chapter 44

Ahaha...late again TwT. My bad- Anyways, enjoy

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"We were waiting for you either way, so if you're surrounding us to capture us, there will be no need," Dream said, jumping down from the roof, followed by Sapnap who still had George on his back.

"You good?" Sapnap asked, letting his friend down.

"I'm okay...but I don't think I can fight yet," George said as Dream and Sapnap helped him up.

"Well then...as the three of us as no intentions to hurt nor fight any of you...we'll introduce ourselves so. I go by 'Dream', the brown-haired one is George, and this one is Sapnap. Before anything else, we have to ask you not to attack us as George is in no condition to fight right now" Dream sternly said as he kept a calm demeanor.

"Well...Dream, we saw you and Sapnap were it? Well, we saw you both killing titans without ODM gears, and on top of that, you're outside Wall Rose when you're not supposed to be, care to explain?" the same blond man said.

"Well sir, we don't know. We were just woken up approximately a kilometer from here, and about me and Sap fighting...well, it's either we fight, or we die am I right? We chose to fight due to us not wanting to just sit there and die without even trying" Dream answered simply.

Those who surround them looked at them in shock, it almost as if it's not normal for someone to answer like that.

"Well...may I ask where you acquire those swords you used?" the blond man pointed towards the sword on the belt.

"That I cannot answer, I will do my best to answer questions I have an answer to" Dream got into a defensive state.

"Well...where did you acquire your abilities then? It's supposed to be impossible to kill a titan without ODM gears".

"Well...the three of us...we have high combat skills, that's all I can say" Dream hesitantly answers.

"Where did you learn your combat skills then?" a harsh and cold voice said from behind.

"Training" Dream answers simply as the source of the voice walked out.

He's not too tall, about 160cm tall, black hair with an undercut style, and competed with gray, cold, and distant eyes. Dream knows this one isn't one he should play around with; his looks are more than enough to say it won't be pretty if one decided to mess with him.

"What kind of training? You don't look like any older than 15" the man says harshly.

"Basic stuff, physical training, mental training, intellect training, calculation, and prediction, and the most important one, analyzation" Dream answers fluently.

The man looks at Dream, his eyes still as cold as ever. Even with his mask on, the other two boys know that Dream is somewhat finding this guy...interesting as if he's no everyday person they would usually come across.

"Those all for combat?" the man asks once again.

"Yea...? Combat isn't just punching and kicking or swinging your sword around or randomly attacking. You have to know what might happen next if you do a certain move, analyze the situation and the ability of the enemy, calculate and predict what would happen next, mentally prepare yourself for the outcome. It's basic stuff not many people pay attention to" Dream re-phrases.

After talking for a while, the "newcomers" decided to take them back with them after their expedition ends. As the trio had no other choice, they joined the group. One of them explained who they are and who the two people they talked to are.