All Tommy could hear was the sirens. It drowned out the ringing. He couldn't hear the wind, or anyone's voices. Just sirens.
Tommy felt someone pull him up, placing their hands over his ears. The rough, fingerless gloves blocked out most of the sound. He felt himself being pulled away, up some stairs. Tommy grabbed the person's arm. The fabric of Wilbur's trenchcoat met his fingers, a brief comfort despite everything else.
The hands were removed from his ears, the sirens being much quieter wherever they were now. Tommy kept a tight hold on the coat.
"Tommy, breath." Phil said, "were not going to let him anywhere near you."
Tommy shook his head, "he's gonna kill Tubbo..."
"Not if I can help it." Techno told him, "no one's going to die."
"How can you be sure?" Ranboo asked.
Techno didn't speak for a moment, "I have my ways."
"Do you think Dream knows about Michael!?" Tubbo yelled suddenly.
There was a moment of silence, then the sound of a door opening.
"Wait you two!" Phil shouted, "do not-! And they're gone."
"Isn't Tubbo's house, like, right by the prison?" Techno said.
Tommy's breathing picked up again. He was right. Snowchester was the closest to the prison, other than Skeppy and Bad's mansion.
"Tommy, it's okay." Wilbur said, his voice right in front of the boy, "they have good armor and weapons. Dream has nothing."
Wilbur pulled him into a hug. Tommy tucked his head in Wilbur's shoulder. The younger wished they still had their wings. Their gorgeous wings they were destroyed during L'manburg. Wilbur's during Erets betrayal, and Tommy's during Wilbur's.
"We need to get the little ones and everyone unable to fight to a safe place." Phil said.
Tommy gasped softly, "Henry! We have to save Henry!"
"We'll get him." Wilbur told him, "but first we're finding a safe place."
Techno sighed, "I know a place. Only four people know about it."
"You can't be serious..." Phil said.
"Dream doesn't know about it." Techno told him.
"Know about what?" Wilbur asked.
"It's, eh, an anarchist group called the Syndicate." Techno said, "it's me, Phil, Ranboo, and Niki."
There was silence.
"But I mean, we weren't really doin anything!" Techno laughed lightly, "and it's a safe place! Come on Wilbur, it's not that bad."
Wilbur sighed heavily, "fine. As long as Tommy's safe."
"What!?" Tommy yelled, "I'm not being hidden away! I'm fighting!"
"Tommy, mate, you're blind..." Phil told him.
"I can still fight!" Tommy shouted, "I've fought him before!"
"And things went wrong!" Phil said back, "If Punz hadn't shown up with everyone else, Tubbo and, probably you, would be dead!"
Tommy went silent, turning away from Phil's voice. He was right. But things were different this time. Dream didn't have all the stuff he had last time. Tommy could fight.
Techno sighed softly, "come on. Let's get you to the Syndicate room."
"I've told Ranboo to meet us there." Phil said.
Tommy felt someone take his arm, "Come on Tommy, we'll get Henry as soon as you're safe."
Tommy nodded, letting Wilbur pull him outside. The sirens had stopped now and an eery silence had set in. The air around the felt colder, heavy with tension and fear.
"Phil! W-Wilbur? Tommy? Techno!?" A voice made Tommy flinch.
"Fundy!" Wilbur gasped, leaving Tommy's side.
"Did you hear the sirens!?" Fundy shouted.
"It's okay my son!" Wilbur said, his voice cheery, "You're going to be safe in the Syndicate room!"
"The what!?" Fundy yelled.
"You'll be safe there Fundy." Wilbur told him, "you won't have to be in danger!"
"Hold on Wilbur." Fundy said, Tommy could hear the sand shift beneath his feet as he stopped, "I'm fighting for the server."
"What?" Wilbur said so quiet that Tommy almost didn't hear.
"I'm not a little kid anymore!" Fundy yelled, "I'm standing up against Dream! For the server! For Las Nevadas! For my home! I'm not going to sit around doing nothing!"
There was silence. Someone sighed. It was Phil.
"We understand Fundy." He said, "here's the coords for the room. Get pets and children there immediately. Tell everyone that those who don't want to, or can't fight are bunkering there."
"Thank you." Fundy said, more sand shifting.
"Fundy!?" Wilbur called out, "stay safe."
Tommy could almost feel the fox man's smile.
"I will Dad."
Wings wrapped around Tommy, "come on. We don't know how much time we have."
Tommy nodded, letting himself be guided wherever they were going. The boy was terrified, though he tried not to show it. He just hoped that they could stop Dream before anything happened.
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Taken {DSMP}
FanfictionEverything Tommy ever had was taken from him. So if he had nothing, what else could be taken from him?