Taken (DSMP/Hermitcraft crossover)

The Deal

I saw this video and became sad ^

TW: injury, a few other things. I mean, the man got kidnapped, he isn't gunna have a good time... general dark things and blood and violence. 

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"Tommy!?" Dream called having just came out of the nether portal into Logstenshire.

Nothing. 

"TOMMY!?" He yelled louder, checking inside of Trent and walking through his camp.

Nothing. 

Not even crickets. 

Okay, so he is missing, maybe.

Dream is a very logical and analytical person, so as he continued searching Logstenshire for Tommy, he was coming up with a list to help solve this issue.

He either ran away, which is improbable because yesterday was such a positive day, or got hurt and is unable to respond and get to Dream. 

So he is probably injured somewhere, which was less than ideal, but regardless, he needs help FAST.

Then Dream saw something shiny on the ground. Bending down, he carefully grabbed what looked to be a dart.

The tip was a needle with a small bit of blood on it, and on the opposite side, there was a puffy feathery thing.

oh. 

That wasn't good.

Tommy likely wasn't anywhere injured...

He had been taken. Also probably was injured, but that was beyond the point.

With a slight feeling of worry in his stomach, Dream continued his search for the exiled boy.  

All he found was a cluster of feathers, and a rock with dried blood on it. 

Trying not to panic, Dream tried to engage his logic again. 

Tommy was a hybrid, people dislike hybrids. In most servers, they were not legally protected and often spent their lives homeless and starving. Seldom they made it to adult-hood.

Though Dream did hear a rumor of an underground group or two that specialized in capturing and exporting hybrids for free labor, fight pits, and circus-like places that treated hybrids like they were collectables. 

He could only assume that that was what happened. No one else on the server had motive to hurt Tommy in this way. Heck, most of them didn't even care that he was gone!

The clouds rumbled as it started to rain. Dream laughed slightly, that was all that he needed to find these people and get Tommy back. 

He quickly used his trident's riptide affect and was flying through the air, high above the trees and hills. The view up here was plenty enough to see miles and miles around. So after 15 minutes, he spotted it. Where likely Tommy was being kept. It was a very very large boat, certainly bigger than the shipwrecks that were scattered throughout the ocean floor. It's soft orange lanterns glistened in the rain, but Dream wasn't fooled by it's humble appearance. 

If he was right about what he theorized, these people were vicious and NOT to be messed with. 

He landed with a soft thud on the deck of the boat, his ax already in hand. He heard a yelp to his right, turning quickly he saw the most scraggily old man with a mop in hand staring at him as though he was a demon, ghost, and spider all rolled into one.