Reunion ~ Book 4

Chapter 23

"George!" Dream cried. "No!"

"Yes," George said, looking determinedly at the dragon keeper in front of him.

"Why would I trade the cure to the End Fever, as you call it, for this man?" The man said.

"No- George, go away!" Dream demanded. "You will not trade yourself for the cure,"

"Yes I will," George said. "I just want enough to save one person, and I'll do whatever you want me to do,"

"Huh..." The man said. "Anything?" 

"Like a servant," George agreed.

"Go away now," Dream snarled, marching toward his friend. Before he could get close Jean's massive tail pushed him back.

"I suppose that could be useful," The man said. "And I see keeping you here would hurt your friend here quite a bit," He added with a deep chuckle. 

"No- you can have me, not him," Dream said quickly, turning around.

"But then where would the fun be in taking all your friends? No no, I want you to be there and try to stop me, without you the others would just give up," The man says. 

"You can't have him- I- I forbid it!" Dream said, his voice loud but shaky all the same. 

"I'm afraid you can't forbid anything when I have a dragon," The man chuckled. Dream gritted his teeth and looked at George who was standing a few paces from the dragon.

"Run, George," Dream hissed. "You can still run, please," He pleaded. George stared at him.

"It's the only way," The words Dream had spoken to George only moments ago stung like hellfire and Dream didn't know what to say.

"I will give you enough to save one person," The man said finally. "As long as your friend does anything I want,"

"I will," George said. "Give Dream the cure,"

"Come beside me," The man said. "So that I know you can't run," George nodded and walked forward, slowing a bit as he passed Dream.

"Techno," George hissed, his voice as silent as moth wings as he passed Dream. Dream swallowed hard and turned to look at his friend as Jean's tail vanished from in front of him.

"Go," The man said, taking something from his bag and handing it to Dream. "I could just take him and leave... but there's no fun in that is it?" Something about this man's chuckle was familiar, but after a moment Dream took the potion and backed away. "Alright, goodbye," Dream wanted to go back and fight his way to George as he was led away into the night, but he knew he couldn't. He had the cure. He could save one of his friends. Dream knew who he needed to help him. He needed The Blade. 

"Guys," Dream said, pushing open the door to Phil's house. "I have it,"

"Have what?" Phil asked. 

"The cure- to this sickness," Phil and Chris stood up at once.

"Really?" Chris hissed. 

"I'm saving Technoblade," Dream said. "I just need my mask." Dream had left one of his masks in Phil's house just in case he wanted to see the sick people, and he took it off a shelf and quickly put it on.

Dream quickly tied his mask around his head, glowing purple potion in hand, and opened the door. Technoblade's purple gaze met his the moment he entered the room and so did Sam and Lazar's. They had both stood up as well and Dream realized the process must have been fully completed now. Chris and Phil entered the room with their heads down after a moment, probably wanting to make sure it worked. 

"Techno," Dream hissed, holding out the potion. "I can save you," After a moment, Dream held up his hand and smashed the potion against the ground at Technoblade's feet. The sparkles hovered in the air for a moment before rising. The moment they touched Techno's skin he stiffened and his eyes flashed pale blue for a moment. 

"Is he ok?" Chris hissed as Techno turned to look at him, then Phil. His eyes had returned to normal now and Dream found he was holding his breath. 

"How come I couldn't have gotten taller like Ranboo?" Techno huffed after a moment. Dream let out a laugh of relief as he looked at the slightly shorter man. 

"You're ok!" Phil cried, gripping his friend in a tight hug before Techno could say a thing. Chris just smiled, looking pleased as Techno hugged Phil back. I did it. Dream thought. I saved him.