Timeline (MCYT AU)

<TRIAL 4>

(A/N: fun fact! Every time I write a book, during the breaks I always am writing plots for future books so I'm probably never going to quit Wattpad)

Wilbur's Third Person P.O.V:

Wilbur was sat huddled under a table when he heard the sound of metal colliding with the ground come to a close.
"Is it over..?" Wilbur said to himself. He carefully lifted the tablecloth and looked around.
Holy shit.

There was blood covering some of the ground, puddles of fuscia everywhere.
Wilbur crawled out of his hiding place and stood up. He saw a group come out of hiding, a ravenette with blue eyes wincing with every move. As he came more into view, Wilbur could see he had a large wound on his side, blood rushing out. Wilbur looked at the ground, seeing the body of a brown haired boy with light blue eyes. There was a spear in his abdomen and he wasn't making a sound.

"Are you okay?" Wilbur said in a panic. The boy looked up at Wilbur with glazed eyes, holding on to the small bit of energy he had in him.
"Tell Hamod-" the boy coughed up blood, and Wilbur cradled the boys head in his arms. "I'm sorry." The boy went limp, and just like that, he never moved again.

Wilbur gently placed the boy on the ground and looked at him sadly. "I'm sorry."
He looked towards Techno.
He stood idle with his eyes wide. Wilbur met his eyes. "What have we done..?"
"Callahan!" Wilbur heard a voice from behind him yell. He turned, and a boy with grey eyes was huddled over the other boys body.
"Wait- please don't die- your the last one on my team and- and-" the boy was panicking.
".. please." The boy looked at his teammates body.

Wilbur watched the boy in pity.
"YOU MOTHERFUCKER!" An angry voice yells. Wilbur looked up and saw a boy who had black hair and chocolate brown eyes. They were running towards Techno rapidly.
They attempted lunging at Techno, but one of their teammates grabbed them from behind.
"cHILL-" The person said in a French accent.

"YOU ALMOST GOT US ALL KILLED-"
"Someone did die-" the French boy said.
"YOU BITCH!" The boy was flailing at Techno, and Techno didn't do anything but look at the wall Phil was killed in.
"It was an Accident." Techno said in a voice that he definitely tried to sound calm in.
The boy stopped flailing, and he took a deep breath. His teammate let go of him, but he didn't leave his side.
"You can't just say it was an accident when blood was spilled and people lost their lives. At that point it isn't even an accident, it's just unplanned murder." The boy walked away furiously.

The French boy stood there, then a look of realization covered his face. "Wait- your that guy who kicked me-" Techno gave him a glare and with that, the boy froze in place before backing away.
What the fuck did I just watch-
Wilbur walked over to his teammate, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"It's okay." Wilbur said in a reassuring voice. Techno looked to the side.

It's time for the long awaited next trial!

Wilbur looked up, and saw the boy that yelled at Techno.
"Hey! How long are you going to be making us do this for?! When can we go home!?"
Wilbur saw another boy with blonde hair start yelling too. "Yeah! We don't want to do this anymore!"

Oh- did I not tell you? This is a game of last man standing. But in this case last team standing.

Wilbur's eyes widened. "That's going to complicate things."

Now, let's begin the trial now, shall we?

A chute opens up under everyone, and they all fall through.
Wilbur slides down turns and twists, and Wilbur closes his eyes. Soon he fell onto the ground. Ground?
Wilbur quickly sat up and looked at his surroundings. There were walls of grass everywhere, different paths leading to different places.
A maze.