the young vigilante

Only Time Will Tell

Tommy had no idea where he was going. He didn't where he was.  All he knew is he couldn't stop running. It had been a few hours after he had ran but he couldn't risk a break. He turned his head but no one was following him. could he stop? maybe just for a minute. 

Tommy spread his wings forgetting how damaged they were and tried to fly up to the top. he hovered slightly off the ground before falling on his back. Tommy groaned as he got up. 

"Well, that fucking hurt." Tommy rubbed his back making sure not to touch his wings. "Have to do this the old way then," Tommy started climbing the tree branch by branch, "Tub-"

Tommy stopped talking, overwhelmed with sadness a few stray tears left his eyes. He climbed until he was near the top but couldn't be seen from above. He lent against the trunk wiping his face with his hand. He didn't know where he was or what way was home. He could be getting further and further away from Tubbo and Ranboo, who probably thought he was dead, and he wouldn't even know it. He was stupid to think he could actually do something! 

All he was doing now was sitting in a tree crying and feeling sorry for himself! He was so stupid! He thought he could just waltz into the front door and Tubbo and Ranboo would greet him like normal, with smiling faces, like when he came back from patrol. Of course not! They were going to hate him and rightfully so! He just left them, HE left! He could have waited, got Tubbo to send Ranboo. He obviously was being selfish, only thinking about himself! He wanted to save himself and ignore the pleas of his friend in the earpiece. It was his fault and no one else's! He will have to face the consequences even if it's Ranboo or Tubbo hating him or kicking him out.

Tommy wiped his face again as the last few tears fell. He leaned further on the tree wishing he could just sink in it. He was so tiered from the running and emotional pain he was feeling. He didn't think a few minutes of sleep could hurt plus it was getting dark so there was less of a chance he would be found.

WITH PHIL

Phil paced the living room, his sons had gone out for a while leaving him to his thoughts. He was annoyed that he let the child escape and couldn't find him but he was also concerned. When the kid was flying upwards during the chase it looked like he dropped something; when he had went to see what it was he found a broken ear piece. If he was presume Tommy was working with people and they knew each other well he might consider them flock; if that is the case it will put a lot of emotion stress on him being without his flock for so long.

The kid was probably was only keeping it together due to another bird hybrid being around, poor kid. Though he couldn't really talk even if he had convinced himself he only took the kid in to help, he was curious about the kids powers. He had to have some kind of blocking power to stop Wilbur's voice, but how? They were rare and most who had them were heroes so how did this kid have one and be free from the heroes?

Phil stopped pacing as the front door opened. His sons had come home, finally.

"Hey Dad." Wilbur greeted.

"What's going on with you?" Techno asked as he saw Phil's messed up feathers, "Are you stressing? We'll find him. He couldn't have gone far."

"I'm alright. So what did you do whilst you were out?" Phil asked his boys.

"We decided to look into Tommy's possible partners," Wilbur sat down on the sofa "Turns out he has two roommates and from what we gather they also have powers."

Techno chimes in, "One can teleport and another can understand highly intelligent stuff despite him being sixteen also, None of them are hybrids."

Wilbur sat up, "I think Tommy was the main guy doing the action, the one who can teleport, whose name is Ranboo, is the escape guy and the other ,who is called Tubbo, builds all the gadgets like the sword belt and earpiece."

"Alright. let me see if I've got this right," Phil took a seat on the floor "Tommy has two roommates called Tubbo and Ranboo. Tubbo can build things really well and Ranboo can teleport. Are we sure Ranboo isn't a hybrid of some kind?"

"we're sure." Techno nodded.

"Where do they stay?" Phil asked. He knew it probably wasn't a great place but hoped it wasn't too bad.

"They are living, if you can actually call it living, in a run down flat." Wilbur looked down.

"Well that's not good." Phil was thinking about taking in these three young children. He would like three more people in his flock and one of them is an avian!

As if Techno knew what he was thing he grunted, "Don't even think about it. you know that us taking them in will make them a target plus I'm pretty sure we have traumatised that kid enough."

Wilbur hummed, "We can't just leave them there though."

"I know, I know." Phil didn't know what was the right way to go. He knew that leaving them where they were was not a good idea but Techno made a good point, it would make them targets and Tommy seemed pretty scared of them all and they had technically kidnapped the kid. "Fine, lets just keep an eye on the other two and we'll still search for Tommy."

"Alright. I'm going to bed." Wilbur walked off towards his room.

"Night Phil." Techno also wandered off. Phil knew he wasn't going to bed but that is just how Techno was.

"I should probably get some rest to." Phil slowly stood from the floor. I should really stop sitting on the floor. Phil wandered off to his room and got dressed in his green pyjamas. 

He lay on the bed facing the ceiling, he knew only time would tell what would happen next.

(Hi! I hoped you enjoyed this chapter :) thanks to those who have taken a chance and read this, it is appreciated. have a nice morning, evening or whatever.)