Broken Constellations-DSMP DEMIGOD AU (UNCONTINUED AND ABANDONED)

Chapter 16: Wings

(Tommy POV)

In the middle of the night, my back ached. I rubbed it as far back as I could, grunting slightly. Then, I heard footsteps outside. I stiffened, alert. Who the hell was it? I bet it was Dream coming to torture me again. The lock clicked and the metal door was dragged open. Dream stepped in, carrying a teen who looked about 16 in his arms. The teen had golden wings, an avian hybrid, I noted. In the dim light of the room, I spotted a scar over his eye. He wore a blue beanie, and had a bit of blood splattered on his navy blue shirt. Dream placed him on the floor, and Wilbur stepped into the room too. While Dream ignored my glare, he chained the teen to the wall. "His name is Quackity, isn't it?" I heard Dream whisper to Will, who nodded silently. "Right, Tommy, this is Quackity, and he'll be living with you from now on," Dream announced. "And I'll let Will and you have another brother to brother chat." He left, locking the door again. Wilbur sighed softly before clicking the light switch and blowing out the candle on the tiny desk next to me. In the brighter light, I noticed he had grown much thinner, with bandages wrapped across his shoulder. He had multiple bruises on his legs, and seemed more fragile. "What happened to you?" I asked softly.

"I got into a bit of a tussle with Dream," he replied stiffly, kneeling down next to the teen and poking at his gold wings. "And this stupid teen put up a fight while I took him to Dream."

"That doesn't explain why Dream would stab your shoulder," I pointed out, resting my head in my hands. Wilbur stood, grimacing as his hand unintentionally reached for his shoulder. "I refused to try to kidnap the watcher of the three dimensions, and Dream got angry and we had a bit of a stabbing..." he trailed off, staring into space. I grimaced too and stared at the teen in interest. "Why does Dream need him?" I questioned curiously. Wilbur jumped and straightened his jacket. "Uh um- Dream needed another avian because of you know... the thing," he answered, going back to kneeling next to the teen and messing with his wings. "Any information about mother? News from outside? I haven't been updated you know," I queried.

"Dream's planning on attacking the camp, we're low on materials, and he wants some murder by getting rid of some demigods..." Wilbur mumbled before suddenly jumping back to reality. "Wait, wait wait, ignore what I said, that's classified information, ummmmmm, ignore it, forget I ever said it, ummmmm," Wilbur let out a nervous chuckle. I just stared at him, dumbfounded. "H-He-HE WHAT?" I shouted in bewilderment. Wilbur smacked a hand over my mouth immediately, looking fearfully over at the door. No one entered. "Please, quieten down, if Dream hears he's going to kill me," he explained quietly, letting go.

There was a slight mumble from the teen as he rubbed his eyes slightly, awakened from my shouting. Wilbur's scared face disappeared and was replaced with a strict, imiditating look. I watched silently as the teen sat up, looking shocked and scared. "W-WHERE, YOU- WHAT- '' Quackity was cut off by Wilbur taking out a dagger and putting it to Quackity's neck. "Shut it." Quackity gasped, wings wrapping around him instinctively in a protective way. Wilbur walked out of the room, locking it. Most likely he was going to go get Dream. "Who are you?" Quackity asked. I recognized the voice slightly. Was he? Was he... I searched my memories. "You're the guy who got into a fight with Techno and almost got killed right?" Quackity sighed slightly and his expression turned grim. "Yes, and why does everyone know me as the boy who almost got killed by a goddamn pig? It's annoying!"

"I-I sorry, I didn't mean to be rude. I'm Tommy, by the way."

"The head of the Apollo cabin, Wilbur's brother?"

"Yes, and I'm not proud of it," I muttered angrily.

"Why? You should!" Quackity argued.

"Because my brother is working for a goddamn psychopath! Wilbur was the one who held a knife to your throat! That guy!" I argued back.