Secrets Behind The Mask // Dreamnotfound

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"George!"

Sapnap shouted as he barreled towards him. He laughed, body slamming him into the nearest wall.

"Jesus Sapnap, a warning would be nice."

"I did warn you."

George shook his head and laughed, taking Sapnaps hand who, violently, pulled him up. George gave him a playful shove.

"I was wondering if you had seen Fundy at all. Dumbass took my sword and ran off with it."

"Maybe it's a good thing he took it, after the last incident I'm not sure you can be trusted,"

"Ok," Sapnap scoffed, "I almost cut my arm off once and suddenly I can't be trusted,"

"I think I saw him walk towards Eret's castle. I can help you look if you want," George dug through a chest gathering some things.

"That would actually be great, I have a date with my fiance I need to get to," He winked before saying his goodbyes running off to prepare for his date.

George made his way out of his house and set off towards the castle. He hummed a song to himself as walked, looking around at the buildings around him. He stopped on top of a tall hill and looked off towards the woods. He sighed, it had been a long time since he'd been outside the border. He didn't want to leave per se but often wondered why the forest was so thick. As if something, or someone, was trying to keep the SMP hidden. The trees were large and close together but thinned out the farther one went into the forest. There was a small path that led to the community house directly from the forest. He felt safe behind the border and had no intention of leaving soon. He had discovered the SMP a little over a year ago. He was confused and scared when he first came but was welcomed by friendly faces. He shook his head smiling remembering his first days, continuing to make his way towards the castle.

He had finally reached the castle sitting on the steps taking a moment to eat some bread before going inside. He took in the beauty of the castle. It was already built when he came but he admired the craftsmanship. He had been told many stories about how each building was crafted, smiling at the fond memories. He stood up heading into the castle.

"Fundy, I'm disappointed. I gave you so much time. I really thought you would be able to finish the job," Eret's voice was low. George hid behind a large pillar. He thought about interrupting but decided he wanted to be nosey.

"Eret, he is well hidden. There was no possible way for me to find him in the amount of time given to me."

"Excuses."

"Eret, you've got to believe me. I tried!" Fundy pleaded.

"Remember what I told you before I sent you out?"

"Yes, but you aren't going to kill me. Right?" Fundy began to back away. Eret drew his sword.

"Fundy, I don't want to do this. But you know too much. You had your chance," Eret stepped closer to him and raised his sword. George finally jumped out behind the pillar. Eret and Fundy froze. George lunged forward to grab Fundy but with a quick swing, Eret plunged his sword into Fundy's chest.

"No!" George screamed and fell to the floor holding Fundy close to him. George whispered quietly trying to stop the bleeding. Fundy gave him a weak smile.

"It's ok George, be careful," he coughed into his hand taking a shaky breath and closing his eyes. George stood and faced Eret. Eret's face was void of emotion. A small smile spread across his face.

"George, how could you?" He threw his sword at George. Being unarmed, George reached down to pick it up running towards him. Eret let out a high-pitched scream allowing George to hold the sword to his throat. Loud footsteps could be heard running into the castle and towards the pair. Phil, Wilbur, and Tommy ran in to find Fundy dead on the floor, and Eret being held at knife-point.

"What the fuck?" Tommy yelled, running to Eret while Phil pulled George away pinning him to the ground.

"H-He killed him!" Eret's face now filled with fear. A large fight broke out between the four yelling at each other.

"That's not true! Eret killed him. Phil get off me!"

"You're the one holding the sword dipshit."

The commotion was broken by a loud sob. Wilbur sat over Fundy holding him close to his chest, blood staining his yellow sweater.

"My son..." He choked out. Everyone went quiet, Wilbur cried into Fundy who laid limply in his lap. Tommy dropped down to his knees hugging Wilburs shoulders whispering calming words to him. More people began to crowd around the castle. George tried explaining what happened, he even threw Eret's sword on the ground and held his hands up in the air walking slowly away from the angry crowd that came towards him. It was evident nobody was going to listen to him. He was scared. He made the decision to run towards the community house hoping it would give him enough time to think of a plan. The crowd had thinned out to Sam, Punz, and Jack as they sprinted after George. When George had finally reached the community house with the trio hot on his trail he looked around quickly for an escape. His eyes fell to the entrance of the SMP. Parted between the trees was the entrance to the outside. Woods full of uncertainty. The only way George could escape.

He ran towards the woods. His legs were sore from running, his lung burned with every breath he took. He had hoped going into the woods would get the three chasing him off his back. Something about the woods seemed to make almost everybody in the SMP uncomfortable. Obviously, they decided to ignore that feeling when he heard their footsteps get closer. George dodged through the trees only stopping when he thought he had gotten far enough away. He bent over trying to catch his breath. The brunette leaned against a tree trying to calm himself down. It was finally quiet. He basked in its peacefulness panicking when he heard voices drawing near.

"I think he went this way!"

"Are you sure?" George froze. They were closer than he thought. He simply shook his head ready to give up when he was pulled into a nearby bush. George attempted to scream but was silenced by a large hand covering his mouth. The figure behind him held him close, bringing him down to the ground. The voices were close. George couldn't focus on their conversation, he was more focused on the man holding him down. He hadn't had the chance to see who his savior or possible kidnapper was.

After what seemed like an eternity, the trio made their way back to the SMP. The man finally removed his hand from the brunette's mouth as he stood up. He held out a hand to pull George up in a friendly way. George looked up at the man who was looming over him. Finally able to see the man.

"Dream?"

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Chapter one! I hope you guys enjoyed :D

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