Chapter 5

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--back in L'Manburg--

Winter's POV:

Eret was taking us to something. He said it was some kind of weapon. Tommy was hyped, but I couldn't forget Eret's face when George blew up the embassy.

Eret kept looking at his phone. I couldn't see what he was looking at, but it made me uneasy. Eret finally stopped and pushed aside some dirt to reveal a blackstone hallway.

He started leading us in. And like a fool, we followed.

Narrator's POV:

Eret was uneasy. He glanced down at his phone, looking at the message he had sent.

Eret: Just don't kill Winter

Dream: I've killed plenty of people, what's one more.

Eret: She's just a kid!

Dream: So. Unlike you, she's on the losing side.

Eret pushed away the dirt leading into the tunnel, almost regretting this. But he couldn't go back on this now.

Winter's POV:

The final control room. I read off the sign at the door. What the fuck did that mean? I glanced at Eret, hoping for clarification as we all stepped into the room.

There were chests lining the walls, each labelled with a name. I opened mine. Empty. EMPTY? I thought, panicked. Then the wave of realisation washed over me.

I heard Wilbur exclaim about the lack of stuff in the chests. Then I heard Tommy's voice.

"What does this do?" he reached for a wooden button on the floor. "Tommy! No!" I screamed trying to push him away before he could press it. But it was too late.

The whooshing of pistons filled the air as people started running into the small room. And Dream was running straight for me.

I unsheath my sword and pull my shield up to my chest, ready to block the first blow. But it never came. Instead Wilbur was there. In front of me, taking the blow.

I heard the screams of my friends but right now, I could only focus on my dying brother. No, no. I can't die. Not now. Wilbur sank to the floor.

And Dream just stepped over him.

I felt my anger surge. How could he be so indifferent?! He just killed my brother in front of me! I swung my blade down towards him.

"I GREEN BITCH. I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" I scream, tears streaming down my face.

The metal of swords clashed loudly, ringing in my ears. His netherite against my diamond. He was strong and quick but I was mad.

And right now, nothing is more powerful than my anger.

At Dream.

At Eret.

And at Wilbur for taking that goddamn hit when I could have blocked it.

But I was wrong. There was something stronger than my anger. And that someone was Dream.

He kicked me in the stomach, forcing me to my knees before swinging his axe, taking my head off with a sickening splat.

My body fell to the ground, head rolling towards Dreams feet and then I went poof!

I was the last to die.

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I bolted awake. My arms flying in front of my face. My face was drenched with sweat.

My arms slowly lowered to my sides as I looked around. I was back in my house. Fuck. I thought. I had died. I lifted my right arm and looked at my wrist. Three hearts. One black, two red. My eyes widened. I had just lost a life.

🖤❤️❤️

Two left, I thought bitterly as I pushed myself out of bed.

I walked towards the rest of L'Manburg, all huddled around a walkie-talkie.

I joined the group when I heard Eret's voice crackle over the walkie-talkie.

"Down with the revolution, boys." he said.

"It was never meant to be."

Tubbo then grabbed the device and said, the tears and betrayal evident in his voice. "Eret, I farmed with you for hours!"

First his house, then this. Tubbo was so brave.

Tommy took the walkie-talkie from Tubbo's hands and venomous as ever, said:

"Eret, I mean this in the nicest way possible; you fucked up." It sent shivers down my spine.

"Wilbur." It wasn't Eret's voice that spoke next, it was Dream's. How dare he say that name.

My eyes flicked across the people around me. I Wilbur as he took the walkie-talkie. I ran and hugged him. He let out a small umph, before speaking.

"Dream."

"Meet me outside the embassy."

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A/n:

Be safe y'all and make sure to take care of yourself by showering, eating, sleeping, taking your meds and just generally being awesome! Love I all

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