Speechless | Wilbur & Niki Angst

Hurt

TW: Blood, description of pain/injury, almost passing out

Edit: FUDGE!!!!!!! MY HALF ASLEEP BRAIN FORGOT!!!!!!!!! ALSO FIREARMS, THAT IS IN THE TW ASWELL

A/N: hehehehehehehehehehehehehehe

 Phil, Tubbo, and Sapnap, all stared awkwardly at the place where Ranboo once was, "Welp, we just got ditched." the bee hybrid stated, chuckling in spite of himself.

"Put your hands up!" the guard repeated, and the hybrids hurried to obey. "Now, get on your knees." Slowly, they complied, Phil racking his brain for ways to get out of this precarious situation. Making a decision, the eagle hybrid quickly twisted, sweeping the legs out from under the group using his wings.

"Run!" he cried, pulling the two two children along. BANG! Things seemed to go in slow motion. Tubbo let out a blood curdling scream as he fell to the floor. A red substance pouring out of his calf, soaking the already damp ground. Phil's mind seemed to freeze as he tried to process what had happened. Is that blood? No, no that can't be blood. No, Tubbo's fine. I'll wake up and this will all be a dream. Blinking rapidly, the eagle hybrid tried desperately to wake himself from the nightmare that was real.

"Tubbo!" Sapnap yelled, snapping Phil out of his haze. We have to keep going. Grabbing them both once again, apologies rushed from his mouth as the bee hybrid screamed again, but he didn't stop moving. Bullets whizzed passed their heads, stopping right by their feet. The bee hybrid was sobbing by now, wincing with every step as they rushed on, trying desperately to get away from the guards.

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Pain was searing through Tubbo's leg, each step becoming agony. The world spun as he tried to keep pace with the taller hybrids, why was it spinning? Stumbling, the bee hybrid stumbled along, tripping over roots and logs that lay in his path.

"Come on, mate, you got this." Phil encouraged, trying to keep the boy awake. The ground fell away as Tubbo felt himself get lifted into the air. He was being carried, he thinks, he couldn't really tell anymore. He could hear the racing of Phil's heart as they ran along, every bump sending another shooting pain through his body. "Stay with me." Tubbo tried to keep his eyes open, he was so tired. It would be so easy, so easy, just to go to sleep.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no." Phil stammered, desperately trying to keep the boy conscious. They were stopped, when had they stopped? Everything hurt, yet he felt strangely numb. Like ice coated his skin, but fire was constantly eating at it. It was a conflicting sense, he was in pain, yet he couldn't feel it. He was awake, but he wasn't processing anything. He was hot, but he was shivering. "Hey, mate, you're OK, you're OK."

Sapnap was standing off to the side, looking helpless. Phil huddled over the struggling boy, a hopeless look present on his features.

"What should we do?" the blaze hybrid asked, voicing the obvious question.

"Well, um, pressure." Phil stated, already looking around for some kind of cloth. The blaze hybrid quickly ripped off part of his shirt, passing it to the father figure. "OK, Tubbo, this is gonna hurt a little, OK? But we need to stop the bleeding." the bee hybrid nodded, closing his eyes. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his leg, signaling the hand that now pushed into his wound. They remained there for a while, the father muttering encouragement to the whimpering boy, Sapnap occasionally joining in.

"You're gonna be alright, mate."

I really need to go to bed, my parents are nagging meeeeee, goodnight/day I suppose, have a great one!