George Davidson, a 19 year old peasant, living in a small shack just outside of the DSMP Kingdom. You see, he's usually found stealing items from the King or Queen, without being seen. But with the new announcement of their hidden son who's been tra...
Huffing and the hooves of two horses sounded softly as the two brunet males made their way to the DSMP Kingdom.
"Did you see the look on his friend's face?!" Karl screeched, laughing.
"Yeah, do you think they will report us? I mean, of course they will but like, how long is it gonna take them to get back?" The brunet wheezed, slowing his horse to a slow and steady trot.
"A while, it took us a bit to get from the border to back where they are," Karl spoke, matching his friend's trot speed.
The two stopped to let their horses drink, seeing as that they kept panting and slowing down periodically.
"Who were those two even? I've never seen them before, do you think they are new guards?" Karl spoke, leaning against a tree, as George sat on the ground.
"Dunno," he shrugged. "Might be new but it seemed like they were quite experienced. He immediately got his dagger out as a warning for me when I 'threatened' him, so he can't be a newbie. Probably trained." The brunet got up, his friend Karl helping him up as well.
"Yeah, you're probably right. That other guy with the bandana also ended up tackling me, but he seemed a bit weak when I hit him in his dick." Karl laughed.
"God, George, you should've seen his face!" He spoke, shaking his head as he laughed and pushed himself off of the tree and balanced himself on his feet.
"Same with that masked guy, though his face was hidden, I knew I gave him a hard on dude, I could practically feel the anger radiating off of him!" George laughed. The two smirked and giggled, hopping back on their stolen horses.
But..
Something was wrong with the horses, as Zinc, George's horse, her ears perked up, sensing other people. Not just them..
"George.." Karl whispered, as he turned his horse around and seen a flash of two black figures nearing them.
"Dammit Karl- go you idiot!" George couldn't get his horse to move though..
"I'm not leaving you here." Karl said stubbornly.
George looked at the man in the white bandana, backing up as he threw himself off of the horse, running to Karl as the man in the white bandana raced towards the two.
"GET ON YOU DUMBASS!" Karl screeched as he ripped his friend off of the ground, darting off on his stolen horse.
The man in the bandana stood still for a moment before a tall blond with a white smiley mask emerged from the trees, a bow and arrow in his hand.
George was facing backwards as he squinted as the blond hopped on his horse, immediately running towards them with no hands on the reins..
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[A/N: kind of like this, but with Dream and his mask etc. look back at the last chapter to see ^ ]
The blond held the bow as he pulled the arrow up to the bow, aiming steadily.
"DON'T FUCKING SHOOT MY HORSE, DREAM!" A rough voice yelled in the distance as the blond yelled back.
"I WON'T, FUCKING IDIOT." The blond sneered as he shook his head, regained his posture on the horse as he aimed directly at the brunet. Seemingly his stomach.
Karl immediately glanced back, confused as to why the fuck he heard another horse.
"SHIT- George, you need to turn around, we can't be so sure where he'll fire that-" Just as Karl spoke and sped up his horse, a whizzing sound came from behind them.
An arrow had contacted directly at George's stomach..
A shrill scream was heard as well as a thud.
Karl screamed as he was shot in his shoulder from a different side. Another hunter...?
All that George and Karl heard as their eyes closed was..
"You're both in a shitload of fucking trouble." Dream wheezed as he picked up the brunet and Nick made his way to the other that had been shot by him.
They both threw the boys in front of them as to make sure they didn't fall off on their ride to the Castle..
