The Recovery Process.

Chapter 10

Hello :) tomorrow I have a band meeting for leadership and I'm kinda scared ngl

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"Dream!" Tommy called out, he was at the top of the stairs at the basement. He was never directly told he wasnt allowed to go down there, but he didnt want to chance it and get introuble.

"What, Tommy?!" Dreams voice called back, it was rushed and hostile. Tommy almost stuttered answering, "They have us surrounded! We need to leave!" He called down, he was taken back by how hostile Dream was acting towards him.

No matter how mad Dream has been towards Tommy, he's never spoken to him like this before.

"Get the car started mate!" This time Phil called up in place of Dream. His voice wasn't hostile at all.

Tommy ran out the house and saw Nick, George, and Purpled waiting in the car.

"Start the car!" Tommy jumped in the car.

George started the car and looked in the rear view mirror. He saw everyone that was left in the house exit.

Dream came up to George's window as he rolled it down, "I'll send you directions to meet up with us. Get going," Dream said, his voice wasn't mean or hostile to George. Tommy looked down, he really made Dream mad.

"Tommy, suit up, we'll need your help if we're attacked. You have your weapons with you, right?" Tommy only nodded and patted the bag infront of him.

Dream pulled away from the window and ran to a van that he was going to ride in.

"So," Nick started as George rolled up the window, "He chose them over us." George punched him in the arm, "Dont say that. Of course he didnt. We are his family. They are a rag tag group of assassins. Nothing more, nothing less." George stated as he pulled out of the drive way that the car has been sitting in for awhile.

It groaned as he pressed the gas pedal but kicked to life after a moment.

"Yea, sure." Nick stated as he looked out the window. They definently know something that Tommy doesn't, and he'll be damned if he doesn't figure it out.

George gave him the side eye and then looked back to the road.

Tommy changed his clothes with what little room he had. He also handed Purpled one of his small guns.

"You'll help, won't you?" He asked, Purpled looked down and took the gun.

"Might as well," he turned off the safety and put his finger to the side of the trigger.

Tommy took out another one of his hand helds and gave it to Nick. He took it without hesitation.

Tommy grabbed a bigger gun, but it wasn't much bigger then a hand held. They were waiting for anything and everything.

George turned up the radio a little. Only one thing played as he switched through the different channels.

"Is there no such thing as music anymore? Why the hell is this old man just talking on every fucking station?" Nick said inspecting the gun he was given. He was starting to get anxious. He bounced his leg in hopes of easing his nerves.

"That old man is the president." Purpled chimed in, he listened to the words that static through the speakers.

"...Through further progression, our Nation has terminated almost all threats. This Nation will become the greatest, and safest, for its people. Please contact your local police if you see or hear word of any suspicious activity....Through further progression-" Nick had enough of the automated voice and turned the radio down.

"He makes it seem like we're the bad guys." Tommy said. Purpled hummed, "In some peoples eyes we are. In others, we are the good guys. Its a hit or miss really." Tommy rolled his eyes, "Yes I understand that, but Dream and I have literally taken missions from that guy. I don't understand why he's double crossed us like this." Tommy explained, Purpleds eyes lit up, and he looked to Tommy.

"You've taken orders from the president?" He asked, Tommy looked to him and nodded his head.

"Holy shit," Purpled looked back out the window, "You do realize this opens a whole new can of worms, right? The president gave assassins orders! You could totally use that against him!" Purpled thought of the many different possibilities that could come with this new information.

"Why would I go against him?" Tommy pointed the gun towards Purpled.

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"Techno, how many are there?" Phil asked, Techno was typing away on the tablet that seemed to be glued to him.

"Theres a lot. Tommy was right. They are surrounding us. I can't give you an exact number but maybe 100, 200?" Techno tapped from camera to camera. They've placed many of them in the forest that surrounded them. The van consisted of Ranboo, Tubbo, Wilbur and Dream. They all sat crammed in the back as Techno and Phil sat in the front two seats.

"Great," Wilbur groaned, he rubbed his face with his hands.

Dream was silently sharpening his blade. Tubbo and Ranboo watched him silently. They were amazed how he could see through the mask he wore.

Techno put down the tablet and grabbed his gun.

"They're close, aren't they?" Tubbo asked, if Techno put his tablet down for a weapon, then something was about to go down.

"They're closing in yes." Techno looked out the window and held his gun up.

Tubbo and Ranboo looked to eachother, they both nodded in sadness.

Tubbo pulled out his own gun that he used on many missions before. Ranboo pulled out two daggers. He likes throwing them.

Dream was still steadily sharpening his axes, silently thinking to himself.

"So, whats the plan?" Wilbur asked breaking the silence. He asked to anyone that sat in the van, and Dream took the initiative to speak.

"I have a plan." Dream said, still sharpening his blade.

"Do tell," Wilbur urged, sarcasm lacing his tired voice.

"Im going to save my family." Dream said. He stopped sharpening the blade.

"As we will together-" Phil looked to the review mirror and saw something he wasnt expecting.

Dream held a one ax on Tubbos neck and the other on Ranboos as they were sitting across from each other.

Fear filled their eyes as someone they trusted threatened their life.

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Word Count: 1094

Its short ik but I tried 😭😭😭

Thank you for being patient with me, i also started this chapter the first of July...thats how long I've been putting it off..

THANK YOU FOR READING!!!!