Chapter 1 ~ If somethings dangerous, it's us.

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<<10 years ago>>

"Y/n! C'mon, let's go!" My brother yelled.

"Coming!" I say, running towards the front door of our shabby, small house. It was all we have and it was all we could get.

I step out the front door to see my 3 brothers waiting for me. Wilbur, Tommy and Tubbo who we found years ago in a box on the side of the road. Wilbur being the eldest who was 15, while Tommy and Tubbo were 5. And me, being 11.

We walk around our little so called village. Not much to see, but it was beautiful to say the least. Peaceful, full of the kindest people imaginable.

"Good morning, Mr. Arthur!" Wilbur says, as he greets the old man that stood upon us 4. "Good morning, kids! Anything you need?" He asks, crouching down to reach our height.

He was the head farmer of this small town of ours. And he's been farming for many years. He's almost like a grandfather to us. And I adore him, just as much as I adore my siblings. "4 loaves of bread, please." Wilbur says, as Arthur starts rummaging through his basket.

"Here you go." He says, handing us each 1 loaf, which we happily took. "How much would that be?" Wilbur asks, as he grabs a small pouch of emeralds, gold and all that kind of stuff. We didn't have much, but we made it work. "Don't bother, young man. It's all on me." Arthur says, as we all thank him and begin walking away.

It was just like any other day. Head for a walk, buy bread, greet passing villagers and going on about our day. Just us 4 and our simple life, which I try to cherish, learning from the past.

I held Tubbo in one hand, while the other held that loaf of bread, Arthur gave us. And, as we continue on with our walk on the path we take everyday, which I'm sure is probably full of our footprints, from yesterday, the day before yesterday and the day before that.

We begin to walk back to our little home, which was overgrown with vines and leaves. We try to take care of it, but sometimes things tend get out of our control.

<<A few hours later>>

It was pitch black out, which was my cue to leave. Why? You may ask.

I grab my jacket, pulling the hood up. "I'll be out." I tell my brothers, heading out the door, before they could ask. I didn't know how to read a clock, but I could read the skies and from the looks of it, it was probably around 8 in the evening.

I ran into the woods, holding a wooden torch in my hand, illuminating my way. I know where I was going. Although monsters usually steal the night, it didn't matter. At least it didn't matter in this situation. And nothing did.

I arrive to my destination, within the dark oak forest. A small area, amongst the trees where I like to stay with the one and only.

"Ohhhhhh, Dream!" I sing out.

Not even a second, a figure falls from the top of the thick trees, landing on both it's feet. The man in a black hood then looks up at me walking forwards.

I plant my torch into the ground, as he does the same with his. We both pull the hood's of our jackets down, revealing our features to one another.

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