A Crows Love (Philza x reader) (UNFINISHED)

Surprise, Surprise and Suprise

It all led up to this moment. The wars against Dream, Sapnap, George...well when he wasnt asleep, and the others of the dream smp. The walls. The exilement. It really was never meant to be, eret. You were right, and we had no clue. Did this mean anything to him? We just got it back! I helped you! You were like a son to me...
Debris of everything we had fought for rained down. Luckily I wasn't thrown up into the air...but why was this happening?

what did i do wrong?

we had just won everything back, just for you to blow it up. did you even tell anyone? did you get help setting up the tnt?

why did you blow up everything you fought for? you blew up the place you built. the place i snuck from to relay information on. the place i could call home. after everything, was it worth it? was it worth fighting for?

why did you even do it Wil?

what was the purpose of everything? You had it all! you had tommy, tubbo, niki, technoblade, me, your son.

oh my gosh your son.

I turned my head to fundy, reading his face. His eyes were widen, his paws covering his mouth. I watched the movements of his tail closely. His tail remained low by the ground that was left untouched by the tnt. The poor kid...I can't imagine how it must feel. Your own father, blowing up the nation you were raised in right after you were forced to take it down after he gets exiled and once it's finally back in his hands, passed down not to you but to tommy then to tubbo just to have the creator of the nation, your own father blow it up. Everything you knew. Well...luckily not everything...but a good amount of buildings and land.

Wilbur what have you done to your poor son?

Tommy...theres so much going on behind his blue eyes. Mainly regret, although surprise, anger and hurt resided there as well. Niki...where is niki? She was just here, I swear. Techno...I cant tell. His bone mask lays a shadow perfectly so I cant see his wine colored eyes. Tubbo was near tommy, as he usually was. Tubbo was still covering part of his face...the incident that happened a few days ago at the festival.

I shuddered at the memory of the colorful explosion. That day would be marked down in a history book, no doubt. My heart ached looking at all of the people Wilbur had just destroyed on the inside. Everything they have ever worked hard for was gone. Well, most of it.

I stared back at the man adorning a brown beanie and gold-rimmed glasses. He was shouting to a man in green. I couldnt make out what they were saying, so I stepped closer to the hole that lied in between the room with Wilbur and mystery green man and me.

"Kill....! Do it....They want you...it!"

"I...YOURE MY SON!"

It was his dad. What did he want his dad to kill? Who wants his dad to kill what? Wilbur why are you giving him your diamond sword?

"Wait what is he doing.." I mumbled to myself, squinting to try and make out more features of the man that called wilbur his son. His grip tightened on the sword, his head angled down. A...sorta familiar bucket hat he adorned on top of his head blocked me from seeing his face.

Without a single warning, the man with the green and white stripped bucket hat stabbed his son in the abdomen. They mirrored eachothers movements, falling to the floor. The man with the bucket hat hugged his son close to him, and I could see the glisten of a tear fall down his cheek. I was so interested in what the father and son were doing that I didnt hear the cries of no's and gasps that escaped everyones lips.

The man with the bucket hat whispered something to his now dead son, before laying the corpse on the stone ground beneath his feet. The man then stood up and looked at the crowd of l'manburgians who witnessed the entire scene. There was a look of bittersweetness in his eyes as he tried his hardest to hold in the tears that were waiting to fall from his blue eyes. He looked every one of us in the eyes from afar, hopefully a silent sorry act.

When he looked me in eyes, I realized who he was. Holy crap he had changed. Wait how did I happen to end up seeing him again? This wasnt supposed to happen...none of it was. I am supposed to either be in a bakery far from here, or in a bakery that was owned by Niki. Wilbur wasnt supposed to die. Phil wasnt supposed to be here. I dont think he realizes who I am.

Phil turned, dropping the sword and ran out of the room. Suddenly, there was a loud sound. Not a sound of metal, like a bell, no. It was the sound of someone creating a wither. I turned to my left to see Technoblade standing with a wither above him, charging up. Was he in on this? Ensuring a distraction for Phil to run away? No, I shouldnt let him run away. He killed Wilbur. His own son. He had a choice. Where did you fly off to, Phil?

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Written: 8-14-21 and 4-14-22

Edited: //-//-//

Well well well! Hello my lovelies! Terribly sorry about not updating in a LONG time...life got way too crazy and a family member has cancer but I am back! Hopefully for good! Love you all, drink water, eat food and get plenty of sleep (unlike author here who is up at 12am) and go take a shower! See you (hopefully) next tuesday!