Dragoncrafters: Rewritten [ A Dream SMP AU ]

Chapter 10

Another portal had tried to open in the process of the group training.

They decided to move on, keeping to the wilderness in fear their homes would be destroyed.

The threat of the End was large, and quite terrifying.

And one member of the group was concerned of an ancient force that could have been awoken by this sudden attack on the Overworld.

He was scared.

Though, he was not going to bring them up.

They struck fear into his bones.

They could kill his friends and family.

They had nearly killed him when he was banished.

They were powerful.

They were helping Her Majesty.

They were dangerous.

And he wasn't sure what could stop them.

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Tommy hummed a song that felt familiar, yet was foreign to his mind.

He wasn't sure where it came from, but he quite liked it.

Ghostbur had told him a while ago that L'manberg had a song. Maybe it was that?

The ghost giggled to himself softly, doing a small twist in the air. He had also been told lots of stories of the beginning of L'manberg. When it was still young and getting its independence. The parts where Ghostbur couldn't fill, the other members of the group helped to explain.

After Tommy couldn't take any more information (his head had begun to hurt), he started to tell them what 'yellow' was.

'Yellow' was something similar to Ghostbur's blue, though instead of taking one's sadness away, it made them happy. Ecstatic. It really only made the user bottle up those emotions for later.

"Here, maybe?" Dream's voice broke his train of thought.

The group had moved into a densely packed oak and birch forest. A few bees fluttered around, along with a few herds of pigs, sheep, and cows. Different patches of flowers sprung up, and even a few mushrooms near the base or on the trunks of the trees.

"It's uh, really tight here, Dream," Sam huffed. 

"We can just clear it out." The dragon shrugged

"It's gonna be getting dark soon, though. Shouldn't we just set up camp here and deal with it in the morning?" Tubbo piped up. Ever since the group had left the first clearing, the green drake had stuck by Tommy constantly.

"Maybe we should. We shouldn't waste energy on mobs," Phil spoke with a flick of his wings. "We can clear things out tomorrow?"

"Sounds good." Techno shrugged.

"Losers. We don't need energy," Glatt snickered.

"We don't?" Tommy asked with a tilt of his head.

"We don't." Ghostbur confirmed with a smile.

"Woah, that's cool." Tommy's empty eyes sockets upturned slightly as he smiled.

"Obviously," Glatt grinned.

While the ghosts talked, the living were clearing a few trees to make space to lay down.

"Wait a minute, you don't have a ghost name." Glatt hummed out of the blue to Tommy.

"I mean I do, but I uh- I didn't know how to bring it up." Tommy shrugged with a small smile.

"Well, c'mon. What is it?" Ghostbur chirped.

"It's uh," 

"It's GhostInnit."

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"Progress?" The beast hissed, towering over what looked like a summoning circle.

"It will be ready soon. We hope it will be within the day, Your Majesty." A warlock wearing all black hummed. His outfit had a muted purple outlining his robes. "Our tests have resulted in much bigger, stronger portals that will easily transport you and whomever you choose to take with you."

The dragon nodded slowly.

"I will leave you to it." A soft snarl edged her tone as she turned and left the group to work.

"Progress goes swiftly, I hear."

Nnalune slowly walked beside the Ender Dragon calmly, eyes narrowed and looking straight ahead. The Queen huffed.

"Yes. And yours?"

A hum from the witch. "Quite well. I've looked into a few spells that should.. Assist us in our battle."

"Good.." The dragon was skeptical, but did not let that leak into her voice.

The pair fell into silence as they made their way towards the main island of the End- the island with ten large, towering obsidian pillars and the Queen's nest in the center.

"I will take my leave here, my Queen. I have work to do."

A hum in acknowledgement.

The witch moved away, claws gripping onto their staff.

Everything would set into motion soon.



And a new generation would wield an iron fist upon the barren lands of the End.





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NFbgrbgehj sorry short chapter again </3
next should be much longer than this :))
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