See You On The Battlefield - Dreamwastaken x reader

Chapter Thirty Eight

The next few days were cold. That's all she could remember. Cold and dark. But, in the cold of it all, there was a fire that burned bright in her heart, a fire, sparking her determination and excitement. For the first time in a long time, she was free. Free to do whatever the hell she wanted to do. 

Although, right now, all she wanted to do was to find somewhere new to live. 

She would be lying if she said that she didn't miss the little cottage that they used to live in together. She thought of him trudging through the snow, back to the house where he would be alone. Alone in a house that held memories of them together. Strangely, she didn't feel anything. she didn't feel pity, she didn't feel regret. She only felt freedom. Wonderful, beautiful freedom. 

Well, that and the numbness that was spreading across her body. 

She shivered and moved closer to the dying fire that she had struggled to make. Out here in the snow, it was hard to find wood for a fire, especially not dry wood. In the end, she had managed to scavenge a tiny, sorry looking pile of twigs, which she set alight with the matches from the matchbox she had used to burn that village. 

The fire provided little warmth and the girl wrapped the red cloak around her tighter. Outside the cave that she was hiding in, it had started to snow. Little white snowflakes danced in the air, before settling down on the ground. Beside her laid the diamond ax, which she knew would come in handy sooner or later, especially if she was staying in an open cave. She could not sleep for she was still too full of adrenaline from her escape plan. She thought about his broken screams of pain and grief when she fled the village. Oddly, she didn't feel bad for him. She just felt nothing. In fact, she couldn't help but smiled at the sight of the village ablaze. A big ball of fire, embers dancing and flickering like a firework display. It was memorizing. It was hard to believe that something so beautiful can be so deadly. 

The girl stared down at the small fire in front of her. This tiny fistful of flames didn't have the same effect as the other one. This one was miserable and hopeless. 

And practically useless, She thought, glaring at it, watching as the flames died down, flickering violently, before reducing to nothing but a pile of burnt ash with a few glowing particles of embers. When the sun rose, she would set out to try and find a village or somewhere she could take shelter in. For now, all she could do was sit here until the sun came up. 

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The light lit up the cave as the sun rose over the horizon, splashing the sky in hues of pink and orange. The girl opened her eyes slowly. She must've fallen asleep last night. She sat up, stretching a little, ignoring the cramp in her leg from sleeping on the uncomfortable floor. She stood up, picking up her ax and the rest of her very few belongings before leaving the cave, silently hoping that she would not have to spend another night like the last. 

It was around midday when she made it to the sea, a large blue sheet spreading across the land. And, sat in the shallow water, was a little boat, abandoned, probably by some explorer visiting the jungle behind her, which she had just trudged through. She wasted no time in jumping into the boat and paddling away from the shore. She knew that she was going west from the setting sun, but she didn't know her destination. Although, anywhere with a bed, warmth and food would do. 

The sun had set fully and had left her with no light at all. The girl just sat there in the boat, unsure on where to go next. She knew that she was out in the sea, vulnerable to skeletons which might appear in the water. She could barely see her own hands in front of her face, let alone the dangers that the waters might contain. There most likely were drowned in the sea and she knew it would only take a matter of time before other mobs started spawning. On top of that, to make things even better, raindrops started to pour down, hitting the top of the girl's hair gently. She reached into her pocket for her box of matches but she didn't even have to look at them to know that they were completely soaked and utterly useless. The girl sighed and looked around the boat, searching for anything that might help her. 

After a few minutes of searching blindly with her hands, she found what she was pretty sure was a small box. She opened it and felt her hands touching a cold, metal surface. Intrigued, she picked up the item and held it in her hands. Something, a tiny latch, swung open. It took her a few moments to realize what the item was and when she did, she couldn't help but laugh out in relief. In her hands, she held a lantern and in the box was a flint and steel. She lit the lantern and held it in her hands, the warmth radiating off of it and into her skin. 

She decided that it was best to keep on traveling, seeing as it was dangerous to rest without some sort of shelter or protection. The best way to survive was to keep moving. The last thing in the box was a bottle of water, which she only took a small mouthful of, despite her mouth being so dry from the lack of water she had consumed in the last two days. She didn't know how long she was going to be out here for, therefore she needed to savor every last drop of water and every last crumb of food. 

The sun had started to rise after several hours and it had been another, cold, wet night. Her arms were aching from continuously rowing the whole night and she was starving. She had not eaten in three days and her head began to feel light headed. She almost passed out in delight when land came into her view, great green hills with trees dotted along them. She could've kissed the grass when her feet came into contact with the ground. She gathered her small collection of belongings and carried on her trek. She hadn't been walking far when she bumped into a wall. She was so sleep deprived and weak, she did not look at where she was going, therefore walking into a wall. However, she suddenly felt a lot more awake when she saw the blackstone material that the wall was made out of. This wasn't natural and couldn't be found in the spruce forest biome. Which means that someone had built it here. Which means that there are humans nearby. 

The girl ran, following the wall, looking for a way in. However, the wall was longer than she expected, but that just made her more certain that there had to be people living inside them. She finally found the gates, the entrance to this civilization and she hadn't even taken a step in when someone shouted at her. 

"Hey! What are you doing here?" A voice shouted at her. She turned around, alarmed but was not as alarmed as she was when she came face to face with what seemed like a talking fox in a faded blue, white and gold jacket. She froze not knowing what to say. Then, three more people walked over to them, the tallest of them all shouted back at the fox-boy.

"Fundy! That is not the way we treat our visitors!" He scolded. Fox-boy looked at him and apologized. 

"Sorry Dad." He muttered. They were all wearing the same jacket with the same white shirt underneath, except for the blonde boy, who wore a red and white baseball shirt instead, which made him stick out like a sore thumb. The tall brunet turned to face her.

"Sorry about that." He said smiling. He held out a hand. "Wilbur Soot." He said in a friendly tone.

Usually, the girl would've been more cautious around strangers, one of the many traits that she had picked up over the years she had spent with him, but right now, she needed their help and they seemed friendly enough. Besides, she knew how to fight her way out if she needed to . She hoped it didn't have to come to that. 

She shook Wilbur's hand. "Y/n." She said. "Y/n Jacobs." 

"Well, Y/n, what can we help you with?" Wilbur said politely. Although she didn't know anything about these people, she immediately knew that Wilbur was the leader of their group. There was just some kind of authority that he had about him and it reminded Y/n of the man she had left behind. 

"Well, um, I have been traveling for a few days now and I haven't eaten in days." She admitted. "And I have been trying to find somewhere where I could take shelter for a couple of days and stumbled along you guys."

Wilbur's eyes lit up. "Well, you have come to the right place!" He said, smiling excitedly. 

"Welcome to L'manburg!"