Mirrors . TommyInnit AU

8 - Dream Is A Killer

YOOO I ALREADY HAD LIKE HALF OF THIS CHAPTER WRITTEN OUT IN ANOTHER SERVER AND I GET TO APPLY IT! GET READY FOR SO MUCH TO HAPPEN WOO

wait sorry next chapter

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Tommy tried to shriek, but his words fell to the ground like nothing. The sword stabbed through his entire body, pointing out through his back. He knew he should he dead by now, but years of being hurt had toughened him a bit, so he lasted only slightly longer.

His own blood gushed from the opening, soaking his shirt and shorts. He hated the way he could feel the sticky blood flow down his legs, forming a puddle around his shoes. A bead of blood ran down his chin, and he collapsed forwards. His vision was going dark rapidly, dots dancing and jeering at him. This was it. He was done for. He didnt know how many lives he had left, but it surely isnt that much.

Goodbye, world.

Glass shattered around him and the sword was yanked out, more glass breaking. He felt strength return to him, he could feel the wound being woven and tied as if it was never there. Oh, thank fuck, a healing potion.

Blood no longer flowed from the wound, but was very much still present on his clothes. He stood with shaking legs, collapsing backwards into Scott. Scott gave him a look, stars quite literally shining in his eyes, pulling him backwards, away from Dream.

Tommy focused his attention on  what was happening infront of him, gasping slightly. Most of the origins were caw-ing or snarling, each trying to fight Dream. With wide eyes, he watched a chasm open under Phil, swallowing the Elytrian whole. He nearly yelled for the man he trusted, but stopped when Phil appeared again, falling from the same chasm, and onto Dream's back.

"DONT FUCK WITH TIME, DICKHEAD!" Phil shouted. If the situation wasnt as serious and deadly, Tommy would have laughed. But he didnt, because Phil, Philza Minecraft, was so close but so far to being ripped to shreds.

"I'M NOT HERE FOR YOU! I'M TAKING BACK WHAT'S RIGHTFULLY MINE, TRAVELER. BE FUCKING GRATEFUL I LET YOU RUN OFF." Dream snarled, thrusting his claws backwards, just barely missing Phil's chest. In return, Phil shrieked, his large wings flying out behind him, feathers scattering. He was clinging onto Dream's back, digging his talons into the god and tearing. "FUCK OFF!"

"HE IS NOT YOURS, YOU JACKASS, HE BELONGS TO ME. I HAVE THE DOCUMENTS THAT HE SIGNED, JUST BEFORE I CLEARED HIS MEMORY." Phil shrieked, and Tommy froze. Scott tugged on him, sitting him in a cave. The chaos was loud still, but the cave kept it quiet. What did Phil mean?

As soon as Scott ran out, lightning began striking left and right. His origin, perhaps.

He took this moment to explore the cave. He wasnt sure why, he just felt like he should. It was a cave hes seen before, but he had only been passing by when he saw it.

He turned a corner, met with... blood? What the fuck happened here?

A world save button appeared infront of him, asking if he wanted to retrieve lost items? Huh? He hasnt lost any items. Pressing hesitantly, two wings displayed infront of him. One of notably bigger than the other, their forms almost reminding Tommy of the Avian To- No. They were from him. They were the same color, and both were messily severed. What? The other Tommy had all his wings, right? So what...

"Oh." His voice startled him, and Tommy whipped around to see Tomathy. The Avian looked at the wings, subconsciously flicking an anklewing and a headwing. That's when it clicked for Tommy.

"Are these..?"

"Yes. They're mine." The Avian class sighed, "You just restored the data for them, because the world thought I never picked them up."

"But what-," He was cut off when a lime chasm swallowed him, eyes going wide and he shrieked, dropping into the middle of the battle.

Dream roared with laughter, holding him tightly. A knife was pressed to his neck, beads of blood welling up beneath the blade. Tommy wheezed slightly, the sudden pause in falling making his mind spin.

"There. I have him here, see? Hurt me and I kill him." Dream smirked, and Phil froze. Wilbur appeared next to Tommy, but he was still invisible.

"Claw the air, Toms. A sword is heading towards you.  Hurry, Tommy, quickly." Wilbur whispered.

Tommy clawed through the air like he was told, and Dream gave him a look of confusion.

"What are you doing? Whatever. It doesnt matter. You guys will listen to me, now."

"Like you mean it, Tommy. Put all you've got into it. Hurry, hurry, the sword isnt far. It may as well be you stepping on a snakes tail."

Tommy gritted his teeth, tearing through the air. He saw the sword, hurtling towards him, just as large as the one that impaled him.

"FUCK YOU!" Phil screamed, shrieking like a crow.

"Nah, ah-ah!" Dream waved a finger infront of the man. Phil looked like he desperately wanted to tear that shit-face to shreds, but he couldnt. Tommy would die.

Tommy gasped when fur, a gray-brown color, closely resembling a raccoon, appeared on his arm. Instead of hands andbfingers, he had paws and claws.

What the fuck?

Before he could question Wilbur, the sword hurtled through the portal. Aaaand then shot right back out, but distorted and glitched, shooting through his abdomen rather than his head again.

Well shit.