Hope (Tommyinnit winged AU)

Mask

(Fanart by Me!)

Tommy couldn't move. Tommy couldn't breathe.

It had been weeks since he had escaped exile. He had lived off the land, never stopping to rest. He hadn't slept since the night before Dream found his vault. Food had been running out, and Tommy was starving.

His fatigue was probably the reason Dream had caught up to him.

The Avian was in the Arctic biome when Dream attacked. There was a blizzard, and he could not see the hooded figure sneaking up behind him. Tommy didn't last long in battle.

The boy fell, his bleeding nose staining the snow that had softened his fall. The bits of ice from the blizzard stung his hands, the white powder numbing his body.

Dream stood over him, a netherite axe in his hand. His simple but creepy mask smiled at him with fake joy. "What do you think of the snow, Toms? Every child likes snow, right?" Tommy cringed at the fake, sweet tone. He wanted to get away, to run and hide, but he couldn't. The wind bit at him, tearing him apart from the outside in.

"Tommy, why are you wearing Wilbur's old trenchcoat? You aren't insane. Just naïve."

Tommy growled. How dare Dream talk about Wilbur's sanity! He dug his fingers into the snow, trying to stand, but Dream's boot slammed his body back down. "Watch it," Dream warned.

Tommy choked on his own saliva, rolling a bit to the side. Delicately, his enemy turned him back onto his stomach. "Listen, Tommy, I'll help you out. Why don't we burn that cloak?"

Tommy shouted out as Dream grabbed his arms and pulled them back, sliding the sleeves off him. "NO-"

The coat whipped off him, and Dream gasped. "My lord, Tommy..."

The Avian braced himself for the pain that would come next.

Dream grabbed Tommy by his hair, pulling him up, the boy's legs dangling a few inches above the snow. "Tommy, you have wings!"

"I don't know what happened, Dream! They just appeared out of nowhere-"

"So that's why you ran away! You thought you could hide them from me!"

"Dream, please!"

Dream slammed the kid to the ground, raising his axe. "I warned you about what would happen. I'm taking them, Tommy."

The axe fell, whistling through the air towards Tommy's wings-

"STOP!"

Dream paused, the blade inches from Tommy.

He picked the boy up again, holding him close and pressing the axe to his throat. He whirled around, facing three figures, who melted out of the white surroundings. Philza, Technoblade, and Carl the horse.

"I should have known. How can I help you, Phil, Techno?"

Phil spread his wings, his claws balling into fists. Techno reached back and pulled a club over his shoulder, holding it with both arms.

Dream laughed. "You don't scare me! Take another step, good sirs, and I will slit. His. Throat."

Philza's wings lowered. "Dream, give us Tommy. We don't want to hurt you."

Dream backed up, holding Tommy tighter, who whimpered as the blade scraped his neck just slightly. "Fat chance," he spat. "This boy is my prisoner. He is special, and I want him. But I will not hesitate to kill him if I can't have him. Now go on your merry way, and nobody gets hurt."

The villain continued his speech, unafraid of what could happen. He didn't see the blue glow behind him.

Ghostbur smashed into Dream, knocking him to the snow. Tommy rolled away, coming to a stop only a yard from the two enemies.

Dream pushed the ghost off of him and lunged for Tommy, but Ranboo appeared as if out of nowhere. The hybrid screamed in Enderman and pushed Dream away. Dream gained his bearings and reached for Ranboo-

A club smashed into the green-clad man, shattering his mask and denting his skull, destroying it. Techno grunted as he pulled back the weapon. He slowly approached Dream, and cringed at the sight of the powerful monarch's face, his head caved in.

"Techno! Phil! You good?" Ranboo staggered to his feet and looked at the pair.

"We're fine, you were right on time, Boo." Techno smiled at his new companion. Ranboo blushed.

"Well, Ghostbur did most of it... right?"

Ghostbur didn't answer. The amnesiac was floating above a body half buried in the snow.

It was Tommy.

"Oh my gosh, Tommy!" Phil screamed, rushing over to the boy, spreading his wings to shield him from the falling snow.

Tommy's eyes were wide, his mouth hanging slightly open. His shoulder was cut open, flesh and muscle carved through to the bone. Almost his entire face was bandaged, leaving on one eye, half his forehead, and his mouth uncovered. Even those features were bruised and bloodied. His hands were blistered and scarred, and his knuckles bled from punching god-knows-what. His clothes were ripped and one shoe was missing. When Techno took the bandage off, the entire group gasped. A large scar ran down Tommy’s face. One eye's eyelids had healed together, making it impossible to open. Just like Dream.

Techno pushed through Philza's feathers, examining the wound. "Tommy, can you hear me?"

Tommyinnit's eyes drifted up to meet Technoblade's. "Tech...no..."

Techno bit his lip. He grabbed his giant wolf-fur cloak and wrapped it around Tommy. The boy hummed softly, snuggling into the warm cover. Blood stained the fur, but Techno didn't care. He flipped Tommy over, noticing his red wings. The other's gasped.

"Phil," Techno said. "In Carl's satchel, there is some rope. Grab that. We need to tie Tommy's wings down, it'll be easier for him to be transported."

Phil nodded and rushed for Carl. He returned quickly, gently grabbing Tommy's wings and binding them together.

"What..."

"Tommy, go to sleep."

"Kay." Tommy closed his eyes and soon began to snore softly. Techno picked up his friend, carrying to the horse and propping him up on the saddle. Ghostbur floated up and came to a rest on Carl as well, leaning the Avian on his back.

"Are we ready to go?" Ranboo inquired as Techno grabbed the reigns of the horse. Phil nodded, but his arm around Ranboo and lifting his wings to keep the snow from hitting the group.

They walked away from the body of Dream, beginning the day-long journey back to the cabin.