The Warmhearted Warrior -Dream X Oc

Assassinators Hour

"Please Aurora! Think of Fundy, you have to do this for us!" Quackity pleaded, begging and groveling like a child in front of me. "Dream is going to kill us all! You're a hardened warrior; in fact, you probably have more skill then him!" He tried to assure me, it wasn't all that comforting however, "Your brother lives with us in Las Nevadas! There is no convincing him to leave, and he and everyone else will die in the hands of Dream. You're the only one who can stop him!"

"I don't know... Unlike Technoblade he has an army with him too, I agreed to your terms once but this getting ridiculous- and for no reward," I told Quackity.

He frowned for a moment, thinking it over. He reached into his backpack, not able to seem to find what he was looking for, he turned back to me. "I will give one hundred thousand dollars in Dream money and a stack of diamonds if you kill him. Prison just won't suffice anymore," He started, "And this is possibly the most important mission you will ever receive."

I shook my head, as much as I needed the money ~and wanted to save my brother~ it wasn't worth the risk and my own life. I might have taken down Technoblade by a life, but he didn't have an army with him. Dream had Sapnap, George, Punz, Eret, Bad, Skeppy, and probably a few other guards monitoring him at all times. I had no lead to where is base was either, it seemed to be impossible. Especially with the fact I would only be paid if he actually died. It just couldn't be done.

"Aurora, of all the people I have come to you. I hunted you down! The middle of the woods isn't exactly," Quackity gestured out the window towards the spruce trees, "The most... Optimum place to find somebody."

"I'm so sorry Quackity," I stood up from my chair to escort him away, "But I just can't do it." He contemplated what I said, unsure of what to say back to me. He eyed the ground, a bit teary eyed before all the anger seemed to bubble up inside of him.

He slammed his fist onto my dark brown table, leaving a small mark. "God damn it! God fucking damn it Aurora! You took down the blade the most skilled fighter this world has ever seen! You killed Bad, Skeppy, one of Wilbur's new lives, you're the most highly skilled assassin this world has ever seen! I am honored just to be standing in front of you! So what if he has an army? You're an army yourself; I've seen what you can do. I trust that you can do this mission," He slammed down an enchanted netherite sword onto the table in front of me. The sword glowed with the flame five and unbreaking three enchantments, illuminating the slowly darkening room, ready to be used in battle.

"Kill that green man with this sword, and it part of our deal, you may keep it in the end if it means anything to you," Big Q rotated around and walked to the spruce door, turning the door knob, he stopped for a second, but then rotated the silver oval completely and opened the door quickly. Striding off with some confidence, I knew that I had to do it. I once again had to become a hit woman, whether I liked it or not. This was for Fundy, for glory and money, but most importantly, for a new purpose.

I raced to find Quackity; he had already started to mount his horse. "I-" I stuttered, finally collecting myself I managed to say, "I will do it. Give me about three months."

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Finally! I had gotten a lead. Using an X-Ray hack exploit Tommy had recommended to me and a bit of hunting around, I was able to see a massive hallway leading, probably anyway, to Dream's base from Las Nevadas. Probably how he had gotten so much Intel on them recently.

I started digging down, my brown hair flying with ever swing of my shovel. Only wit and a half thought out plan fueling my thoughts, I made it to the long hallway. It was dimly lit by torches, and a few zombies had spawned ahead of me. Pulling out an iron axe ~not wanting to waste the durability of the netherite sword~ I swung at the zombies, killing them easily, and continuing my journey forwards.

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I crept around the hallway corner, the floors were carpeted here. I saw many other hallways though, seemingly stretching endlessly to who knows where. One side was a dead end, looks like I was going down the other way. Feeling a bit trapped now, I tried to be stealthy, rolling my footsteps so that they wouldn't make any sound. I put away the iron axe I had been carrying into my sheath, bringing out diamond shield for extra precautions in my offhand, and the netherite sword in my main hand.

After that, I explored a dungeon, two libraries, and a few storage rooms; however, I was no closer to killing Dream, or his other gang members. Plus, I was still without an encounter from the five and this might just be somebody else's base. This all changed though, when I heard somebody whistling the tune to muffin round the corner, it was Badboyhalo. His black and red hoodie covering most of his body, he could not have been mistaken for anyone else. He rounded the corner to where I was crouching, not noticing anything suspicious at first. Backing up not wanting to be caught, I hid behind a plant. I became very frustrated after that, Badboyhalo had just stopped right in front of me, and the position I was in was not comfortable. A few minutes later, Skeppy came running after Bad, carrying a pickaxe, likely ready to build a new tunnel.

"Bad I got the Pickaxe!" He exclaimed to his friend, "We can finish building to the community house now."

"Ok Skeppy! What pathway is it?" Bad questioned him.

Confused, Skeppy glanced around at all of the gaping holes surrounding him. He shook his diamond head slowly, "I have no idea. Maybe it was that one?" He pointed a finger towards a door diagonal to where they were standing.

"Yeah I think that's the one. He grabbed Skeppy's hand and started leading him away and into the passageway. Calculating my chances, I bolted up some stairs, this place was massive and at this rate I would never find Dream. Once I reached the top I looked around, yet another storage area. Flipping through some chests and grabbing a few enderpearls they would likely never notice missing, I decided to head towards where Bad and Skeppy came from. Practically flying down the stairs, hoping I hadn't missed by window to find Dream and get this mission over early, I was thankful they were still gone and they had found the right path. Getting anxious, I re-tied my now messy brown hair back into a proper bun and fixed my tight purple dress. If they found me, I needed to look like a lost, ordinary, citizen.

Walking down the surprisingly furnished corridor, I spotted my man. Dream sat on a bench, sketching something into a book. This was too easy; I could just kill him right now. Dream's blonde hair peaked out from under his mask; it covered about 90% of his face, only exposing his mouth slightly. A scar trailed down his neck. Focusing on my opponent, I walked closer. I was in plain sight; he wouldn't ever get a chance to notice though. I ducked behind a plant and crawled my way behind the bench. Clutching the sword more tightly then I thought I could, I raised it above my head and slammed it down. It hit the bench, missing only by a heartbeat. He had seen me before I had even gone behind the bench. He threw the book to the side, unarmored; I still had an advantage over him.

In a surprising turn of events, he leapt towards me and grabbed my wrists, pinning them to the wall behind me. My sword clattered to the green carpeted ground. "What on earth to do with you? After all, it isn't every day somebody actually finds me," He smiled a bit evilly; truthfully I kind of looked up to this man. A skilled warrior just like me, hardened through battle and trauma, yet never faltering from his own beliefs of a utopia. Whether his idea of peace was the correct idea or not -he at least had one.

"Sapnap!" He yelled, his best friend came running over in a hurry, flame shirt and all, "Bring her to room four, I like to play with my prisoners."

For the first time in my life, I felt fear. Fear that today was the day that I would die; lose one of my precious three lives, or perhaps all of them. Maybe he wouldn't even kill me for a while, maybe he would do worse.

(1536 Words! This is amazing lol. Thanks for reading so far! Please comment, follow, and vote if you would like to support! I really appreciate all of you reading my stories, but I am trying to finish all of my books now, and I promise to finish this one, with long chapters because you guys deserve it! I appreciate all the input and ideas on fandom: "dreamsmpdebtate474" and if I get any ideas here I will make sure to tag you! :D)