The Traitor.

A Memory I Wish I Could Forget .

I knew I should be sleeping, but every time I closed my eyes, the screaming started. Tubbo. Tommy. Everyone I love, screaming into the depths of my nightmares. Tubbo. The day he died.
It wouldn't be as bad if it was anyone else. But Tommy he trusted. Loved.
We all thought he was dead. And maybe he is now. The old Tommy is probably dead. I should have done something about it but I didn't. No one did. Tommy and I heard the portal at logstedshire being used, and he panicked. He started telling me to hide, that I shouldn't be here, there was no time, so he messily cased me in obsidian. And through one of the cracks in it, I saw everything. His home looked different, as if it had to be rebuilt, and I could see hole everywhere. It was unnatural for this many creepers to spawn, and his base was well lit up.
I heard dreams voice
'hello my friend.' his words were laced with poison and I could see Tommy step backwards, tensing up.
Dream got out a shovel and dug a hole, 2 by 1 blocks
'stuff in the hole'
Tommy bowed his head, as if he was used to this, and I could see him emptying his inventory into the hole. He put in the stone pickaxe, but not the diamond one I had given him. I personally had no pickaxe to escape.
He stepped backwards, seemingly waiting.
Dream placed a tnt block down, and I knew what was happening.
'is this all of your stuff Tommy?'
Tommys breathing rapidly increased, and he stepped backwards, seemingly shielding himself, or perhaps the pickaxe
'y-yes dream that's all, that's all I promise, I - I won't hide stuff from you ever again I swear'
He was tripping over his words, stuttering, clearly scared, I didn't know if he had forgotten I was there, or if he was too broken to even care. Its not like the box was particularly obvious, it was on the edge of the woods, hidden by the shadows, you couldn't see it unless you were looking.
Dream quickly pulled out a flint and steel, making Tommy flinch.
'it's good to hear that Tommy. I suppose loosing everything - again - made you learn your lesson. I think I can forgive you for that mistake, if you never make it again. Ever'
Tommy nodded eagerly, and I wondered what the mistake was in the first place.
Dream held the flint and steel out to Tommy.
'light the tnt.'
Tommy stepped back, hands in front of him
'no-no you do it. Please'
Dreams face contorted with apparent anger, and tommy stepped backwards again. dream stepped forwards, holding the flint and steel. He forced it into Tommys hands and pushed him over in the process. Tommy immediately moved into the fetal position, protecting his vital organs, hands over his head, still holding the flint and steel. Dream stepped forward, voice dangerously Quiet at first, rising to a shout
'I said LIGHT IT'
Tommy whimpered a little bit, and dream seemed to calm down.
He extended a hand to Tommy, and pulled him upwards.
'I'm sorry. But you do need to learn to listen'
The entire situation sickened me.
Dream led Tommy to the tnt block, under which his stuff was placed.
Tommy nervously fumbled with the flint and steel, trying to light it.
When he did, the tnt started to go off, and I expected them to get out of the way, but dream just let Tommy move a few steps away, about 3-5 blocks, then held him there,
Tommy didn't question or fight this.
When the tnt blew up, dream was out of the way, but Tommy had apparently tried to get closer.
To die, perhaps.
He didn't manage it fast enough.
The worst injury he had was a small burn on his arm, and a scraped knee where he fell.
He stood up again, facing dream.
Dream stepped forwards, getting closer to Tommy as I stiffened. Dream was about to do something horrible, I knew.
'there was a matter that I wanted to discuss with you Tommy.'
Tommy nodded, but he was shaking.
'the barrier that was put over logstedshires nether portal is gone.
So who came to visit you'
I had to hold in a small gasp, knowing that if I was found, it probably meant death. For me or for Tommy, I didn't know, but either is to be feared.
Tommy shook his head
'no-one came here, I swear.'
I could see dreams smile underneath his mask.
'liar.'
He punched Tommy hard in the face, and in the split second it took for him to put his hands to his face, I could see a trickle of blood from his mouth, then, as he cried out, dream kneed him in the stomach and he fell to the ground. I knew he had fought in wars, not to mention the rumours about whatever shit happened to him in pogtopia. He had pogged through more pain then this. And he had come out not only fighting, but winning.
So why wasn't he fighting, or even running? He did back away, whilst still on the ground, and I could no longer see him. I could hear him though, and I saw the glint of dreams sword as he, too stepped out of my view.
I heard him scream, and then he spoke
'r-ranboo, it was ranboo.'
I could practically hear dream smirk
'ahhh, ranboo. Tubbos new best friend.'
I stopped dead, listening intently, and when Tommy replied, I could hear the  pain in his voice.
'b-best friend? He really replaced me?'
'oh Tommy.. Everyone did. Except me. Technoblade refers to him as a brother, Philza has basically adopted him, everyone prefers him to you. By a lot. After all, he seems to have most of your good qualities, humor, for instance, heroic tendencys... Things like that. He just has none of your selfishness or arrogance. '
I felt sickened by these words, and wondered if Tommy really believed them.
By the sounds of the sobs, muffled by the obsidian, he did.
I could hear dream pulling him upwards, and into a hug.
' is it any wonder they hate you, now that they've found a new, better weapon to use and abuse as they please? He was probably coming here because he pities you, he is a good person after all, but don't worry, I'm here for you.'
Now I REALLY felt sick.
What the fuck... This was horrible to a new extent.
I heard more sobs, and dreams voice lowed in volume.
' but you did lie to me initially... '
Nothing could prepare me for the screams that followed.
Afterwards I could hear dream comforting Tommy, and giving him bandages, which Tommy thanked him profusely for. Dream kept repeating one line, over and over..
'it's just because I'm your friend tommy'
Eventually he left, and tommy half limp, half crawled his way over to the box, and broke me out.
He begged me not to tell anyone, and we spent a little more time together before I left, trying to assure him that what dream said wasn't really true.
I don't think he really believed it.
I tried to tell someone, but people didn't believe me and the next time I saw tubbo he had tears streaming down his face and brought us the news that Tommy was dead.
I can't say I was surprised.
I wasn't even sad.
He wanted it, and I was glad he finally found peace.
I couldn't mention it, not with tubbo already feeling guilty.
A few days later dream disappeared.
This was what they were doing.
I should tell someone.
But not now. I really couldn't.
I couldn't.
I just had to wait for what the morning would bring.
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