Chapter 11: The Mysterious Woman (Tommy's POV)

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It had only been a day since Tommy got back to l'manburg and Tommy had just woken up at 3:00 pm.

He wasn't in his own bed though. He was in Tubbo and Ranboo's. It seemed Tubbo had already left to do presidential duties, but Ranboo was still in bed. Not wanting to wake the tall enderman hybrid, he slowly got up from the bed and tiptoed to the bathroom to brush his teeth. He grabbed an unopened box with two brushes inside. He opened the box and took one to squeeze toothpaste onto it. While brushing his teeth he noticed that his eyes were burning a bit. He didn't think it was too serious so he brushed it off. Once he was in the kitchen, he saw Tubbo making breakfast. He was a bit surprised to see him there.

"Yea, I asked for a break today! Big Q is taking over for me," Tubbo said drowsily and cheerfully without looking at Tommy.

"Oh, that's cool!" Tommy said, somehow not tired at all.

Suddenly, Ranboo walked in tiredly. 

"Hey," He yawned, "How's it goi-"

Ranboo stopped abruptly as he looked into Tommy's eyes in shock.

"What the..." He whispered.

"What's wron-" Tubbo began.

He also was looking into Tommy's eyes in shock. Tommy looked between them curiously and also slightly irritatedly.

"Okay, what's happening?" Tommy asked.

"Big man, your eyes are..." Tubbo murmered.

Tommy was starting to get uncomfortable. Not just because of the staring but also because his eyes were starting to burn more violently.

"Well?" Tommy asked.

"They're red," Ranboo said.

"Whaaaa???" Tommy asked.

Tommy raced to the bathroom with the speed of a bullet. Tubbo wasn't kidding. It looked just like Techno or Will's eyes.

Tommy hissed as the pain in his eyes increased. He could hear Tubbo and Ranboo's footsteps as he splashed water into his face.

"Tommy, are you-" Tubbo began.

"They burn, don't they?" Ranboo asked quickly.

Tommy nodded.

"Agh!" Tommy yelled.

His eyes felt like when you rub your eyes and you just touched a chili.

"Okay calm down! We'll get through this!" Tubbo said.

"He's right, you need to calm down!" Ranboo shouted over the sound of splashing water.

"I can't, it feels like it's on fire!"

And Tommy wasn't lying. It really did feel like it was on fire. 

"AHHH!!!" Tommy yelled in frustration and pain as tears started to leak out of his eyes.

"Tommy-" Tubbo began.

He was going to continue, but Tommy had suddenly stopped splashing water into his face. The burning had stopped abruptly and Tommy was questioning if his eyeball nerves just died or something.

"Tommy," Tubbo asked softly, "are you okay?"

Tommy stayed silent for a moment, not knowing what to say.

"Uh, yeah, I guess," Tommy said unsurely looking back at his two friends.

"Huuuuuhhhhh," Ranboo murmured, putting one hand on his chin.

"What is it this time?" Tommy grunted with annoyance.

"Well, your eyes are still red," Ranboo answered.

"That's it?" Tommy asked hopefully.

Tubbo and Ranboo nodded.

"Well that's goo-" Tommy started.

Tommy slipped on seemingly nothing and fell down onto the hard bathroom floor. He tried to get up but he couldn't move. He looked around him but only saw blackness. He could see himself clearly as he turned his head toward the compass sticking out of his pocket. It was as if he was just there and there was a black background behind him. Suddenly, indistinguishable whispering filled his ears as he somehow successfully stood up. It felt like a cold breeze knocked him down again. The whispering was entering his mind now, though they were still indistinguishable. 

"What the fuck..." He muttered.

He felt a hand touch his chin and bring it upward as another hand brushed the hair out of his face. The whispering had stopped. The hands belonged to a beautiful women with the same red eyes as him. She had long inky black hair and a dark black veil attached to a black hat that covered the top half of her face. Though there was a veil covering her eyes they were so bright that he could easily see them through the veil. She had glowing golden wings and wore a long dark dress. She wore black lipstick and golden heels. 

"Your wings are so pretty, Tommy. Why don't you show them more often?" the women asked.

"I- who are you?!" Tommy shouted.

"Ah, your father's wings are just as pretty!" the women replied.

"What?" Tommy asked.

"Death's crow has such a beautiful son!" she exclaimed.

"What are you even talking about?!" Tommy yelled.

"Oh, you forget so easily..." She chuckled sadly.

She crouched down toward Tommy's forehead and kissed it. Suddenly, Tommy's eyes flew open as he jumped to his feet with his red wings elevated behind him. 


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