Haven | Dreamnotfound

He can't come with us

Chapter 2

"Who are you." Dream said, voice unsure, still gripping the sword tight, staring down at the injured boy lying on the hard ground.

The boy just groaned, Adam's apple bobbing as he tried to swallow.

"What is under the bandage on your leg." Dream said, using his sword to press lightly against it. The boy's head rolled to the side.

"Look." He whispered.

Dream paused for a minute.

"Sapnap." He called.

"What." Sapnap huffed back, only a few dozen feet away.

"Come point your axe at him." Dream said, shrugging off his bag while keeping the sword trained on the boy.

Sapnap trudged back over.

"Huh?"

"I'm checking his leg. Keep your axe on him in case he tries something." Dream directed. Sapnap grabbed his axe with a scoff.

"The kid's not going anywhere. He looks as good as dead with a mutilated leg."

"Looks like death with a mutilated leg. That's the exact reason I want you to watch him." Dream said, dropping his sword and kneeling by the boy's leg. "Could be turning for all we know." He muttered.

He proceeded to reached forward to unwrap the bandage with his gloved hand. The bandaging was done horribly and it came off too easily. Dream slowly pulled it off the leg, and the boy hissed in pain at one point, leg twitching.

When the bandage had been fully peeled back, Dream's eyes widened.

A deep cut that was still oozing blood ran along the outer side of his calf, along with several other scratches.

But no bite.

"What's your name?" The boy asked, voice hoarse and soft. Dream's eyes slowly moved back up to his half-covered face, meeting tired brown eyes.

"Dream." He replied, just as soft, but apprehensively. Like he had no choice but to respond.

"Dream. Please kill me." The boy whispered back.

Dream immediately stood up and backed away. He reached down for his sword but created distance between himself and the dying boy.

"Sap, let's go." Dream cleared his throat.

"What?" Sapnap stared at him incredulously. "Dream, I know we have our rule, but he's going to die."

"We can't help him." Dream looked away. "He's as good as dead. Grab his bag."

"Are you kidding?" Sapnap said, lowering his axe and glaring at the back of Dream's head as the older boy turned around.

"Nope."

"What happened to putting him out of his misery?"

Dream briefly turned back around, and looked down at the brunet on the floor. His eyes were squeezed shut now, pain evident on his face.

"You kill him then." Dream swallowed.

Sapnap just stared at him, his face mask covering his open mouth in shock.

"What is wrong with you? He deserves a chance." Sapnap dropped to his knees beside the boy and unzipped his bag.

"Sapnap." Dream said in a warning tone, but his friend ignored it and pulled out one of the flasks. Dream was quick to move forward and grab his wrist as he began unscrewing the lid. "This is why we can't help him. We already have limited resources. Let's. Go." Dream said through his teeth. But Sapnap stared back with equal fury.