He was being followed by the silent one, Whisper knew that as soon as he spotted the hero watching him. The dude might be silent but his eyes speak a million words. Quickly WIlbur had to find a way to get the power bracelets off and stop him from following but the things were almost unbreakable by human hands. If he could find a sword or lava maybe that would help? He could cut them off, yeah. Cut them off and then run so far to make a new life that no hero would be able to find him again. Those bastards have been after him for way too long, he was way too young to be killed or go to jail.
Or worse, to be turned into a hero.
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The kid had no style, no clue of his travel goal. That was good, he could get easily confused. Deer followed the kid slowly watching him searching for something while pulling on his power bracelets, the kid wanted them off but didn't have a key. He picked up something small and held it up before climbing a tree out of site. Deer did not follow as it would cause noise, so he simply waited for the kid to climb back down without the bracelets. The kid picked the lock on his wrists with a single stick. Whisper was going to be more of a challenge than he thought. Deer shifted silently back into his human form and watched the boy closely, he started to hum a very soft tune and the notes appeared around him. Whisper held a whole note in his hand and it turned into a simple bandage for him to wear, it didn't fade as he wrapped it around his bloody arm and the kid didn't look fazed by the pain. Deer simply watched knowing how much pain that actually was, could kill a man just from the wound alone but this small kid alive.
“I know you're here, I know you can't talk. Still, can you explain why you're following me?” The young boy pleaded for a response but the Deer didn’t know how to give him that. So he simply stepped out before behind the tree and looked at the boy, his face covered in both shock and blood.
“Deer, you’re mute, age 20, found at 15 by Philza, real name Callahan.” He spoke like he had said it millions of times, like reciting a poem from Edgar Allen Poe. Deer just nodded, the kid didn’t know ASL so speaking to him was out of the question. Whisper didn’t seem to mind though, he was just curious like a child should be. No matter how much a child has been through, you can’t break their curiosity. Deer smiled and sat on the ground before shifting into a small baby deer for him. The kid laughed and got closer before his brain caught up and stopped him from moving any closer. Curious might not break but a sprit can. Whisper started to back up as silently as Deer, seeming to realize who he was in the moment, his eyes bolting around looking for a way out then it hit him. The boy backed up to a tree and whispered “Stop following me” , jumping quickly into a tree and running. Deer did not follow as he respected the young one’s wishes. Besides,
Philza will get the boy either way
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Both Deer and Whisper were missing, Techno might have found Deer singal ball telling them that he went willingly, that doesn't mean that he is still safe. Philza was about 10 minutes away from going after him as he can’t ask for help very easily, he might be protective of all his kids but Deer had a special place in his heart.
“Philza?” Split was lying on the hospital bed with Rose hovering over him still, the kid seems to have a broken leg and a few fractures but surprisingly nothing too bad except for the burns.
“What’s up mate?”
“Is Tubbo ok?” Good question, was he ok? To be honest, he wasn't as he instantly got picked up and dragged away from both Ranboo and Tommy. The kid locked himself in his room refusing to come out to be treated for any injuries or to talk to anyone.
“Yeah, he's ok mate. Is there anything else you need before I get going?” The look in his eyes told Philza that he wanted to ask him something but not sure how to, Phil nodded his head and Ranboo sighed.
“Can you tell Tubbo that I’m sorry?”
“I will mate, now get some rest”
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The Music That Could Kill
FantasyWilbur hated how a hero could walk out into the street and be loved by all, but when he walked in the street he got his head bashed into a wall. He would honor his parents and make himself a name at the same time. Reader you shall have fun- Watcher...
