You Don't Have To Tell Me Twice

Chapter 5

I scream, loud enough to shatter glass, and whip my sword out, blocking Dream's swing at my brother. The masked man turned his head to look at me, tilting his head over so softly.

Time froze. I feel acutely aware of every noise in my ear, the soft brush of my hair by my ear, the grit of stone beneath my feet. I could see the panic flash across Wilbur's face, quickly replaced by rage. I watch him start to unsheath his sword, hand wrapping around the hilt of the blade, muscles in his arm tensing-

Clang!

Wilburs swinging blade was blocked by Sapnap, the fearsome demon's lips curling, flashing white fangs. Dream swung around, knocking me onto my back and swinging his blade to strike Wilbur.

I scramble to my feet, trying to get to my friends, but-

"Y/n, you have to get out of here!" Eret was tugging on my arm, trying to force me into a tunnel that George came from. Disgust rages through me as I pry my arm free, jerking away from my once-friend.

"You betrayed us!" I spit, stepping away from them. "You sold us out, and for what? Your dreams of being king?"

"Y/n, we don't have time for this, we've got to get you out of here-" Eret insisted, reaching for my arm again. I pull away and shove Eret back.

"Don't you dare touch me, you rat." I snarl.

"We don't have time for this." Eret commanded, lunging for me and grabbing my arm in an iron grip.

Kicking the hilt of my sword so it flies into the air, I grab it, ignoring the fact that the blade sliced the palm of my hand.

I swing my weapon, rage clouding skill, my only intent to hurt the one who hurt me.

My blade swings downward, nearing Erets neck when it was blocked by Punz.

I had studied the fighting styles of each of the generals of Dream's kingdom. I knew their fight calls, their preferred weapons, battle stances. All except for Punz.

He was a complete wild card, who fought with a wild sort of strength.

I pull back, trying to disengage to help Will. Punz stepped forward, swinging at me with his axe. I throw my arms up, blocking his swing, the could of iron hitting iron echoing throughout the small room. Holding his axe up with one hand, he grabbed a dagger off his vest and tried to stab me with it. Dropping my sword, I tuck and roll away, blood from my hand smearing against the cool stone beneath me. Frantically crawling away, I flip onto my back and kick Punz square in the chest, knocking him back a couple feet. Just then, I feel a hand wrap around my collar and yank me to my feet, nearly choking me.

I cough, whirling around to hurt whoever grabbed me-

"Y/n, it's me!" Niki said, shaking my shoulders. I blink, grinning at the sight of the friendly face.

"Y/n, Will's hurt, we've got to-" Niki began, but was cut off by someone jerking me away. I spin around, coming to stop with both hands resting on-

Dream.

I snarl, trying to push away but he wraps his arms tighter around me.

"Hello, princess." He purred, leaning in close.

"Let. Her. Go."

Both of our heads turn to see Eret, holding a sword and glasses askew. Dream flipped me around, so my back was pressed into his front, both of his hands on my hips.

"She's not a part of the deal."

"I wasn't aware you got to make that decision." Dream said, tilting his head ever so slightly.

"Let her go." Eret repeated, stepping towards Dream but George and Sapnap block him, and effectively obstructing my view of Eret.

From what I could see, though, was heart wrenching.

Tommy was leaning over a profusely bleeding Tubbo, trying to cover a wound on the younger boy's side. Will was pushed up against a wall, hilt of a dagger poking out of his shoulder. And Niki was pushed up against a wall by Punz, anger flashing in her eyes.

"Eret, stand down." George said in a low warning tone.

"Give Y/n to me first. "

Dream's hands tighten around my waist.

George lunges for Eret, sword raised over his head. I cry out in spite of myself.

Even when they betrayed me, I still cared. I wished I couldn't, but it's true.

Wilburs eyes land on me, and rage flashes in his eyes. He starts to stand up, causing his wound to bleed even more. I thrash in Dream's grip, trying to get free to help my brother.

"Stop moving, darling." Dream whispered in my ear, low and dangerous.

Eret blocked Georges blow with a dramatic swing of their arm, shoving the brunette to his knees.

Wilbur shoved himself to his feet.

"Let Y/n go." He demanded.

"Why should I?" Dream retorted, lowering his face closer to my neck.

"Let her go- let her go and I'll hand over L'manberg." Wilbur choked.

"Oh, Will, no, please don't, I'm not worth it-" I begin, but Dream presses his fingers into my hips, making me whimper.

"You're worth more then some stupid revolution, darling." He purred into my skin, hot breath tickling me.

"Just-just give her to me. I'll give you anything." Wilbur whispered, holding out one hand.

"And what if she is what I want?" Dream questioned.

"She's not yours." Wilbur growled.

"Wrong answer." Dream snarled, pulling one hand away from my waist to signal to Punz.
He stepped away from Niki, but before the strong woman could react, he yanked a
grenade out of hit pocket and pulled the pin.

I scream, trying to lunge for Niki, for Tommy, for Tubbo, for Wilbur, for anyone. But Dream yanks me to the ground, smacking my head on the rock floor. I yell out as the grenade explodes, and my ears ring. Black swims in front of my eyes, my vison fading in and out.

My head rests against the cold rock as the smoke from the grenade clears. My ears ring, and I try to lift my head from the rock.

My head throbs and the last thing I see before I black out was a smile, looming over me amid the smog.
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i wrote most of this in history class lol