Broken Constellations-DSMP DEMIGOD AU (UNCONTINUED AND ABANDONED)

Chapter 13: Dream's lair

(Wilbur POV)

A whirl of colors appeared around me. Dream was teleporting us to him. I felt like I was being sucked into a whirlpool, and closed my eyes tightly. "Wilbur, Minx, hello there," a chilling voice echoed in the room. I opened my eyes, staring at the face I was truly scared of- Dream's face. Well, not his real face, more like his mask. I placed Tommy's motionless body next to me before bowing, Minx doing the same. "Sir, I have fulfilled your order of bringing Tommy, my brother, to your possession." I got up cautiously, picking Tommy up again. "Minx, you are dismissed, Wilbur, inspection room," Dream commanded, standing up from his seat. We nodded, Minx heading the opposite direction of me, with me heading to a room labeled 'Inspection room'. I entered, placing Tommy on a bed in the room. Moments later, Dream strode in, swinging a netherite sword by his side. He remained standing, unlike me, who sat. "Do you know he's an avian hybrid?" Dream asked, after chaining Tommy's hand to a nearby pole. I looked up, bewildered. "What?!" There was no way my brother was an avian. Avians were extremely rare, and I was sure that there were only less than 5 in this entire world. "He's got the avian wings marks on his back, and there's the outlines of wings," Dream replied coolly, running a hand over his back. I hummed in acknowledgement, leaning back in my chair. He removed the bandana from Tommy's neck. That bandana hid the scar that I had placed on my brother the first time I went insane. "What's with the scar?" He asked curiously. I bit my tongue. "Ummmm..." I mumbled. My memories suddenly flashed before my eyes, like someone was rummaging through it. I moaned. "Dream, please stop reading my mind."

"Interesting," He commented. I groaned, putting my head in my hands. "SAMMMMMM," Dream called, picking Tommy up. A creeper hybrid walked into the room. "Bring him to cell 1," Dream ordered, passing Sam Tommy. Sam nodded, walking off. "And you and I," Dream said as the door closed,"And we are having a talk." I gulped, nodding slowly, a chill running down my spine. The last time I had one of these 'talks', I literally earned a cut on my cheek. "Went insane, eh?" I did not reply. "Alright. Your mission, the due date was yesterday. Have you gotten the fermented spider eye?" I inhaled sharply. Shit. I had totally forgotten the mission in the work of spying. "Uh-uh no sir," I stuttered.

"Well I did tell you that you would get a punishment if you did not do your work well, right?" Dream asked, voice laced with pure venom. Oh god. "You look at me when I'm speaking," Dream growled, taking hold of my chin and tilting it up to look at him. (THIS IS NOT A SHIP) "Sir I'm really sorry I was so caught up in working as a spy I totally forgot-" I pleaded, pulled to a standing by Dream, who backed me against the wall forcefully. I whimpered, terrified. "Such excuses, William, such excuses," he whispered quietly, raising a sword to my neck. I whimpered again on being called by my real name. It brought back years of trauma that I did not want to relieve. Dream drew the sword over my sensitive skin, creating a long cut which started to bleed. Next he proceeded to draw his sword across my eye, creating a scar which started to bleed, clouding my vision. "Disobey me next time and you'll get worse punishments," he drawled before the door closed and locked. Right. He's going to starve me again. I leaned back on the wall, it's coldness cooling to my body. "I'm sorry Tommy," I mumbled before falling unconscious.

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Notes: Ayyyyyy I'm in a really good mood so here's an angst chapter! See you in the next chapter!