Tommy & Tubbo || Platonic Oneshots

An Arrow and Some Stitches

Requested By
Fr05tHawk
                        

This is my poor attempt at an apocalypse AU (I'm not actually sure what one is), where the Dream SMP members live in a post-apocalyptic city kind of setting; most of humanity died from whatever partially decimated Earth, which, in this case, would be whatever planted the Egg. They're all strangers to each other, though some have formed groups (like SBI or the Eggpire) and some of those groups know about each other and don't get along.

CW// Injury
                        
Tubbo

      I was sprinting through the few buildings in the area that were still standing, glancing over my shoulder every couple of seconds to see how far away they were. It was just past dawn, so the lighting wasn't really in my favour as I tried my best to lose the three men chasing me.

      "Guys, go around the left! I'll go push forwards!" I heard one of them yell.

      I ducked underneath one of the half-collapsed buildings and checked to see where they all were; directly behind me was the one dressed in mostly black - he seemed to be the leader of their group - and on the wreckage to my left was the one in a white hoodie, holding a very sturdy-looking axe. I was sure I'd heard them say that two people were going left, but I couldn't waste my time trying to find them all.

      I realized that I couldn't turn right at all, so I decided to continue straight ahead and into a shady alleyway. When I glanced over again, they'd all disappeared. I wasn't stupid - I knew they'd gone a different route and were planning to jump me, but I didn't have time to be cautious.

      I carried on sprinting through the decrepit streets, weaving in and out of alleyways, my anxiety only growing as there was less and less interference with my path. I eventually climbed onto a roof and chose that route instead, giving myself a better view of my surroundings, but then instantly got hit with a very heavy object. I turned to where the impact came from and saw a heavily-geared man standing with the two people I'd seen chasing me before.

      Uh-oh.

      I ducked as the man took out a crossbow and started firing, then hopped down into a narrow alleyway when the two others starting heading towards me. I forced myself to go faster and didn't dare glance back. I was so close to escaping.

      I was almost at the border when an arrow suddenly impaled my shoulder, throwing off my balance and causing me to collapse onto the ground, groaning in pain.

      "Nice one, Ant." I heard one of them say. I turned onto my back and saw that they were a lot closer than I'd originally thought. The one in black came up to me and lifted me slightly, smiling at me with a psychotic look in his blood-red eyes.

      "Are you gonna give back what you stole from us?" He asked.

      "I didn't steal anything!" I shouted at him, genuinely annoyed. I wasn't exactly lying - I'd just been searching through old stores for supplies and then they started chasing me when I got too close to where they'd been gathered. All I had on me was the few cans of food I'd managed to grab before they'd started sprinting after me.

      He frowned, shoving me back onto the ground. I winced and inhaled sharply when the arrow in my shoulder moved and sent a burning pain through my arm. I watched him walk back over to his two friends and mutter something to them. Every now and then they'd glance at me, probably to make sure I wasn't moving, until another voice came from behind me, startling all of us.