One wrong move // (Discontinued) Dreamnotfound

The Invasion

TW: Death, blood, anxious thoughts, anxiety, self blame, blood, weapons, gun shots, swearing, murder. Comment any I'm missing --->

Dream POV

I made my way to the fire escape with everybody else following closely behind me.

I started to climb the ladder, surprised that it was left down.

Honestly, these guys and their security. A children's play house is more secure than this gang.

I got to the part of the fire escape wit stairs and started to quietly climb them with the others copying my actions.

After not too long, we made it to the top (3rd) floor of the tall rectangular pile of bricks they call a headquarters and Technoblade uses a crowbar to easily pry open the window.

It's almost too easy.

He gave me a nod and stood aside so I could enter first. As I tediously stepped through the window I felt my blood pressure elevate and a smirk grow on my masked face. My excitement only grew as I turned around to see everybody else step in hastily, weapons at the ready.

The room we were in currently was unoccupied, It just seemed to be some sort of mapping room. There were maps and charts scattered across the walls.

"Hey Ponk, you mind sifting through these maps? See if you can maybe get us some information on The Alliance if they have any?" I asked, more of an order than a question.

"Sure thing." He said, immediately getting to work, rummaging through drawers and sifting through papers.

"Let's go." I said opening the door. The moment the door opened I pointed my gun left and right making sure that in the event of someone passing by, they wouldn't stand a chance.

"I want half of you going left and then making your way down, the other half come with me to the right so we can clear this floor then go down as well." I said quietly but with urgency, not wanting to risk someone walking out of one of the many doors in this hallway.

They all nodded and split up. Half of them followed me til I stopped at the first door on our left.

I did a silent countdown with my hands to signify when we would move in. 3.... 2.... 1.

I kicked down the door with ease, knocking it clean off it's hinges with a loud bang.

Inside there were around 10 people, all seemingly having a conversation until freezing in their place to stare at us.

I confidently walked in and enjoyed the look of terror on their face as they noticed the mask on my face. "Am I interrupting anything?" I asked in a deathly calm tone.

Before they would have had the chance to respond (if they had the nerve to.) I spoke up again. "No? Alright then." I said raising my gun to point it straight at the man closest to the door I had entered in.

He looked at me with wide eyes and nobody dared to make a move other than my team, but only to move in the room with me and aim their guns at someone else.

Just as I saw the man I had held at gunpoint open his mouth to speak, probably to beg for his life, I pulled the trigger shooting directly between his eyes.

A grin crept on my face as I heard gun shots start going off around me and bodies drop to the floor.

Gun shots aren't loud like the ones you see in movies. No, in real life, they're loud, but I've been doing this for too long to let myself be bothered by them.