Short Stories of the SMP centred around Dream

The Deal with the Devil

-Alrighty, here goes nothing. I hope you enjoy this story. It's a bit of a mess, but I thought I'd better publish this one so I could then focus on the second part of both Bond between brothers and a child is the guardian of the world. Instead of procrastinating. Enjoy.-

He ran like he was on fire, tears streaming down his face. No one wanted him, Tubbo betrayed him because of IT. The monster who ruled this server with an iron claw. His rules were taboo and all that bullshit. Tommy just wanted to have fun, the server was so boring after L'Manburg signed the peace treaty. There wasn't any action since Techno left and IT backed off. So what if Tommy stole and burned George's house down. It was just a prank, he didn't need to take such drastic actions! That bastard thought he could get away with his manipulation! Tommy wasn't dumb thank you very much!

He continued to stumble through the pitch-black forest. The dead stump of his torch still firmly grasped within his sweaty hands. His flint and steel were somewhere in his inventory, hopefully. Ragged clothing wrapped tightly around his slender form as he dodged a stray skeleton arrow.

"Shit!" He panted as he cleared the treeline. Moonlight trickled through the wound, coating the small clearing in its pale light. Cats tails tickled his exposed skin as exhausted limbs carried onwards. "Please Prime give me some sort of shelter!" Tommy begged.

BOOM!! A massive form crashed through the trees in front of him. A hulking figure groaned as its form shuddered. Blood oozed out of its wounds littering their form. If he hadn't stopped he would have been crushed, the realization hit him like a truck.

Tommy could barely make out the form of the first figure. They appeared to have two sets of horns protruding out of their skull along with black scarlet skin. Flame red eyes and a massive bulking form. A long tail that swished anxiously at the other figure, Tommy presumed this.

"You motherfucker!" Its voice was distorted, but it was seemingly human. "I'll..."

"You'll what? Kill me? I would like to see you try Magmartar!" Another voice cackled wickedly, causing Magmartar to flinch. Tommy was also terrified of the voice. He could barely make out its form through the dark shroud placed over them by the forest. However, the only clear detail of its form was its height. It had to duck to move properly through the canopy of leaves making the sinking feeling grow (if that's even possible).

"Fucking leaves." He barely heard the second figure whisper. "Now leave, or I'll kill you myself and you can finally join your sister in the void!" Green eyes pierced the darkness. Tommy saw its eyes flicker towards his directions, but when he blinked they were focused on the Magmartar. He must have been imagining things. "So what will it be Magmartar?" He needed to escape and this was escalating fast.

"I will not fall to some half breed!" Magmartar roared.

However, his escape could wait. He was intrigued about where this conversation was heading. It happened so fast. One second Magmartar was charging the next he was headless.

"Mirage will be so happy to see you. And you'll help seal the server off forever. So it's a win-win." The figure chuckled.

With a poof of smoke, the head vanished into the other figures inventory. "You know it's rude to eavesdrop?" They spoke, body facing away from Tommy. A long tail swished behind them.

They had seen him and now he was going to die just like Magmartar. "No, no, no you miss understanding! I was running and stumbled across your confrontation. Please don't kill me!" Tommy squeaked, this was so humiliating. He was a big strong man, not some wimpy child!

"That doesn't explain why you remained because this conversation wasn't meant for your ears, boy." They growled.

"I was intrigued." Tommy huffed, straightening his posture to prove he was a big man. Unafraid of all, his knees disagreed with him.