30 Years (DSMP)

Chapter 30 - The End of Your Reign

Tommy and Technoblade sat in the blood soaked snow still holding onto Wilbur. Tubbo and Ranboo couldn't help but stare in disbelief that the Prince was dead. Dream still stood behind them with his arms in his pockets watching them until it ended. It was quiet and no one said or did anything. Tommy spent a while to take in what had happened. He remembered him and Wilbur's times together, He was sad. He remembered Philza stabbing Wilbur. He was mad. He was mad at Philza at first as he saw the blood on the diamond blade start to freeze, but he remembered Dream tricking Philza into doing it. It wasn't Philza, it was Dream. Wilbur, he's brother was dead because of Dream.

"Dream..." Tommy whispered to himself. His eyes narrowed. His teeth gritted. His fists clenched. Tommy shot up from his sitting position and turned to face Dream who was looking at him. Tommy felt something gain control over him. The side that wanted revenge. The side that didn't let anyone get away with a crime. The side that wanted to achieve his promise to Wilbur that Dream would be gone and L, Manburg would live peacefully. And though he lost his sword in the deep snow, he went at Dream.

Tommy started to do repeated punches at Dream, screaming out in rage for what had happened. Dream easily dodged his punches and knew that they were useless even if it hit him. But Dream underestimated him. Tommy was fast and gave a hard blow to Dream from under the chin. The sound of his jaws ramming into each other cut through Tommy's screams. It sent him back a bit and though this was the first time Tommy hit something he didn't stop, he continued his attack. With every swing Tommy walked forward forcing Dream to walk backwards while avoiding his attacks. He had to pull both his hands out and try to stop Tommy with force. But even then Tommy broke out of Dream's grasp and continued. Dream got a few hits to his face and chest. The arrow played a part in giving him a sharp pain whenever Tommy punched his chest. But at that point Dream had enough, he didn't play nice anymore. He returned Tommy's attacks and gave him a hit to the chest back. Tommy was pushed back much more than Dream and fell to the floor.

Techno and Philza ran over and helped him up. Tommy started to get up clutching the middle of his chest with his hand. Dream grinned knowing that he still had the upper hand but he immediately lost his smile when he saw Tommy fully stand up with an obsidian sword in his hand. Tommy, despite the throbbing pain, stood up straight and stared at Dream clutching the sword handle in his other hand. He went at Dream again. Tommy striked with the sword downwards towards him but Dream caught the blade in his hands right before it hit him. The sharp blade cutting the glove and deep into his hands, but it didn't seem to affect him at all. The warm blood leaked down the blade and into Tommy's hands. Dream still didn't let go of the blade and intended to push it down and out of Tommy's hand with his bare hands. Right as Dream nearly had the blade in his possession Tommy pulled it away, the pull sending the blade deeper into his hands. The pain finally hit him and sent him jumping back and staring down into the deep cuts. Tommy saw he was weak and took the chance, and this time he made sure not to miss it like Philza.

Tommy raised his sword with the blade pointing at the sky and the pommel facing downwards. The pommel, was a 'Skull crusher' and Tommy made sure that the name made its mark. Dream looked back up to see Tommy's arms swing down and the pommel come at him. For a moment everything slowed down. A noise filled the empty silence. It was a sound that was hard to explain. It wasn't either sharp, soft or hard. It was an unusual noise that was weird to explain but definitely didn't sound good. Tubbo, Ranboo, Philza, Technoblade and Tommy all looked at Dream, who was standing still. His eyes were wide open and his arms seemed to be stuck in motion, like he was stopped when he was trying to protect his face with his hands. No one noticed anything different on him, but then, through his dirty blond hair, a trickle of blood flowed along his hairline and down near his right eye. Dream staggered backwards a bit before finally falling onto his back on the snow.

Tommy carefully walked up to the possible corpse and observed him to see if he was finally dead. He saw the eyes closed and the blood still flowing down Dream's face and onto the snow but his chest was still moving.

"God, he's still alive..." Tommy said to himself. The others came and stood beside him to see the ruthless mortal unconscious on the snow. Ranboo noticed that his smile started to form away. He felt the smile morph back into his own control. With that Ranboo tossed the mask in his pocket away in the snow. Tommy still had rage in him. He still clenched the handle of the sword in his hand, Dream's blood squelching out of the cracks.

"F**K YOU, YOU STUPID PIECE OF SH*T! WHY THE HELL DO YOU EVEN EXIST." Tommy continued. He let his rage go out on Dream with words. No one stopped him knowing nothing could stop the rage of Tommy, The rage for Dream. Dream still laid unconscious on the snow and Tommy, ending his rage in words, lifted the sword with both his hands. The obsidian tip inches away from Dream's chest. Tommy was about to send the sword through and end it...

"WAIT TOMMY STOP" Ranboo called out.

"WHAT THE F**K DO YOU MEAN STOP!? WE ARE LITERALLY ABOUT TO END THIS WAR! STOP?!" Tommy screamed out still filled with anger.

"Tommy, don't you remember? We aren't going to kill Dream. We were going to use him. We planned this in the tent" Ranboo said backing up a little. Tommy remembered that the night before the departure Ranboo had revealed there was a rumor in the Dream smp that Dream could revive anyone. They thought that if they held Dream prisoner they could use him to revive anyone they needed.

"*sigh*"

Tommy's intention changed. Remembering that Dream was able to revive anyone, and that with enough force, he could bring back Wilbur, Tommy calmed down a bit. He looked back down at Dream,

"This will be over Dream. Once we get Wilbur back, this will be over. The only reason your fu**ing alive for a couple of days is because you have a debt to pay. This is the end of your reign Dream." Tommy lowered the sword and threw it away, not wanting to be in possession of his sword. The sun finally caught up with them, rising over the layer of clouds. It gave its rays onto the quiet battlefield. The rays fell onto Tommy and the others, onto Dream, onto the two armies in which only a few men remained, onto the dead prince. Tommy walked back towards Wilbur. Frost had already started to grow on his hair and along the tips of his fingers. Nature had believed Wilbur was no longer there and had taken its job to get rid of any signs, Philza and the others believed that Wilbur was no longer there, But Tommy didn't. He saw that with a chance they could get Dream to bring him back, bring Wilbur back and then finish him off, completing the promise of a peaceful country. Tommy kneeled down beside the body and sent his arms underneath it. He stood back up again carrying the corpse by his chest. The skin was already pale and ice cold but Tommy could still see the warm heart inside. He just needed Dream to thaw it out. Philza got hold of Dream's arm and swung him onto his back. Holding him from the arms that fell over Philza's shoulders, them and the remaining soldiers headed back down the mountain.