Chapter 47:

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Orabella's P.O.V

It had been weeks since I had seen or heard from Z or Whirlwind. I was beginning to miss them dearly. They felt like sisters to me, and I never had that. Even when I was little and Dream was with us, I never really remembered him being nice nor comforting to me. He was never a brother to me.

Mom and I were still trying to find my other brother, but whenever we got close, we just came up empty handed. Either by finding ourselves deep in a forest, knee deep in snow, or just in the middle of nowhere. We've asked around about a goat hybrid boy, but they all say that the last one known was the king of L'manberg's son, who was murdered. 

We had returned to the ship, but I was restless and I couldn't stand that we hadn't found him yet. I just couldn't stand it. So one night, I decided to take matters into my own hand. We were ported at a northern village, and we had plenty of supplies. 

I packed a brown satchel that could hold a few days worth of food, some extra clothes, and a canteen of water, plus a map, cloak, and a compass, plus my tracker. It was the middle of the night, with the moon high in the sky, when I left. 

I wrote a note to Mom before I left, telling her that I was on my way to find my brother, and that I wouldn't return without him. I knew she would understand.

I walked onto the port, and started walking towards the village, glancing at my tracker now and then. The dark green dot was moving, and it looked like it was moving closer this way. Perfect. I put the tracker back, and adjusted my bag, before swiftly walking towards the village. 

I made it to the middle right as the sun rose above the horizon. It was now morning. I walked around the vendors, occasionally looking at what they had to offer. I stopped at a bench, and heard something that seemed vaguely familiar. Wing beats.

I looked around, and saw snow swirling around a meadow, and out walked a girl with red hair and dusty red wings, with white tips and emerald eyes. She seemed familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it. I feel like I should know her, but my gold fish memory is serving to be of no use. 

I shrugged it off, and continued into the village. I stopped once again and a local bakery, and checked the tracker while eating a blueberry muffin. I stopped eating almost at once when I saw where he was.

It appeared that his dot was in the same town as I was in. I quickly shoved my muffin into my bag, and started to follow the tracker, trying to find out where he was. It led me down some alley ways, through someone's yard, but I was following it everywhere. At this point, I didn't think that I would be able to figure out where he was going.

I sighed as it led me down a street. I realized to late what was happening. I crashed into something that was whooping and extremely tall, sending me down to the floor and the tracker out of my hands. 

I looked up and saw a shocked face staring right back at me. He had brown hair that covered one of his dark brown eyes, big circular glasses, and he wore a black beanie on top of his mound of curls. He wore a floor length brown trench coat, a yellow sweater underneath and some black jeans. And he was extremely tall.

"Oh my- I am soo sorry!" He said, extending me a hand to help me up. I looked at the hand suspiciously, before taking it and allowing him to pull me up. I dusted myself off, and gave the man one more look.

"Why were you celebrating in the middle of the street?" I questioned. He scratched the back of his neck, looking sheepishly to my left. I turned my head to see three people sitting on a bench. 

The furthest to the left had a pink braid running down his back, white button up, black dress pants, and a red cape that covered his shoulders. He had a bunch of pouches attached to his belt, along with a sword. It glowed purple and would shine every time the sun would hit it. Great, it's netherite AND enchanted.

The middle one was a middle aged man with sandy blonde hair and sparkling emerald eyes. He wore a dark green robe, and had a white and green striped bucket hat on his head. He also had huge black wings on his back, which were wrapped around the third person.

I did a double take when I saw her. She was the same girl from earlier, when I saw her land. We stared at each other for a second, before it hit me. 

"Whirlwind?!" I asked incredulously. No, it couldn't possibly be-

"Ora?!" She said. My eyes widened and I nodded. She shot up and launched herself at me, tackling me in a huge hug, her wings wrapping around us to create a bubble of warmth. I laughed and hugged her back. 

"Oh my god, I thought I would never see you again!" She said, backing away and letting her wings fold behind her back. I nodded and smiled at her. Then I saw the three boys who were standing awkwardly behind her.

I coughed and nodded my head in their direction, and she seemed to get the point.

"Ora, I would like you to meet my family. The dude with the wings is Philza, my dad. The pink-haired one is Techno, our oldest brother. And the last one is Wilbur. He's the second oldest." She said brightly. I smiled and nodded. Then I remembered the tracker.

"Uh Whirlwind, do you remember what the tracker looks like?" I asked hurriedly. She nodded. "Well, when I fell down, it flew out of my hands, and I don't know where it went."

"I grabbed it when you fell. Now, mind telling us who you are tracking?" a deep monotone voice said. I traced the voice back to Techno, who looked like they were studying me as if I was a threat. They were also holding the tracker.

"She needs that to find her missing brother. Her and her mother have been trying to get him back ever since we escaped." Whirlwind explained. Techno nodded, then looked down at the tracker and then looked down the street. Wonder what he's doing.

"HEY TUBBO!" He suddenly yelled, making all of us jump. I looked down the street and saw three people turn to look at Techno.

One was extremely tall, and had black and white hair, almost like Z's. He had two different colored eyes, one emerald green, the other blood red. There was a shorter male next to him, holding a small child.

The shorter male had fluffy dark brown hair, and grass green eyes. He had a bunch of scars on the side of his face, almost like he got burned badly. The child he was holding was the most interesting. They appeared to be a zombie piglin, and they were clinging onto the other.

"What Techno?" The shorter male yelled back. So that must be Tubbo.

"Can you c'mere? I want to see something." Techno shouted back. The three started walking over here, and Techno's eyes went wide, staring at the tracker.

"Alright, Ranboo, take Michael and stay there for a minute!" He shouted. We all gave him a confused look, but they did as he said anyways, and Tubbo came over here alone. 

"Techno, why did you want me here alone?" He asked. Techno just stared between the two of us, then threw the tracker at me. I caught it and looked down at it. My brother's dot was right on top of mine. Wait, would that mean-

"I found your brother."

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