Light, then Dark (blindboo AU)

Chapter 17: Pain

TW: burns, mentioned death, mentioned stabbing, descriptive death,
Please let me know if I missed any

Ranboo

I felt searing pain.

What happened?

I was going to sit be my waterfall, but I slipped and fell.

I fell down with the water.

Into an underground lake.

What confused me was the things that went after that.

It was like I watched people die from their perspective.

And in all honesty, it felt like I've died over and over again. My body felt dead. Another thing, I could feel being stabbed.

The last two felt the most real.

I felt like I took off my armor to keep my son safe.

I don't even have a son.

But it felt so real.

The grip on my hair

The desperate pleas

The cold metal on my neck

The slow pain of skin being torn

The drip of warm blood

It all felt so real.

But it wasn't.

Moreover, how did I conjure all of this up. My world has always been dark.

I heard voices whispering in a dialect that has faded from my mind.

"Will he be okay?" One voice asked.

I recognised that voice, but from where?

"I hope so." Another voice muttered.

I definitely recognize that voice.

"His breathing was a lot more labored when he first teleported."

It sounded like a younger version of the voice that came out of my mouth in the dream.

The part of it where I died by fire rocket.

But how did I make up a voice that sounds so similar?

I don't know this person.

Do I?

-----------------------Wilbur------------------------

I watched as Tubbo applied burn cream to Ranboo's entire body.

It hurt me to see him like this, all battered and bruised.

He still hasn't gained full consciousness and I hope he can't feel the pain.

He has hissed a few times, and I worry that he can feel the burns.

I want to give him a hug, and tell him it's going to be fine.

"Wh- who are you?" Ranboo said weakly.

Tubbo's face fell.

"I- it's me. Tubbo." His voice cracked when he said his name.

His face contorted, "I don't recognize your name."

Tubbo sniffed.

"I'm sorry if I'm supposed to know you, I'm not the best at remembering."

"It's okay Ranboo."

"If it helps, your voice sounds familiar."

It didn't.

Tubbo turned, and quietly walked out of the room. I could hear his muffled crys fading as he walked away.

Ranboo's ear twitched.

"Who are you?"

"Do you recognize my voice?"

"It sounds like a voice I heard in my dream."

I got an idea.

"Can I hug you?"

Ranboo hesitated before giving me a small nod.

I walked over and carefully slid my arms under his form. shifting him to a position where he was half sitting on me, and half on the bed.

"Does this feel familiar?" I asked, recalling this exact position 4 years ago.

He furrowed his brow. "Somewhat."

I tightened my grip just a bit, giving him more of a hug.

------------------Third person--------------------

Wilbur can't recall the exact moment, but his grip slipped, and Ranboo hissed in pain.

He heard a vwoop sound, and his world blinked out of existence.

Just as Tommy was coming back into the room, there was a burst of purple.

Purple particals sprayed all around the room, shimmering as they fell.

Wilbur and Ranboo were gone.

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