Clicked (YAN!DSMP x fallen angel reader)

Chapter 6

{Name}'s pov:

I stare him dead in the eyes. 

I know he's looking back just as intensely.

 I never want to see him again.

 I never want to breathe the same air as him ever again.

 That night on the wall was a mistake. 

He was a mistake. 

I have never hated someone more in my whole entire life. 

He was so much more fucking insufferable than XD ever could have been.

 And all he does knowing all my emotions is bat his pretty little eyelashes at me. 

With his hands clamped together behind his back, and his hip at a slight angle.

 I now wore my washed uniform again, the blood and dirt washes away like chalk on a chalkboard, my dagger was in my tucked under my shit in my belt. 

I wanted to grab it and stab him in both of his eyes so he could cry just like I did that night.

 Fundy, Tubbo and I were standing on the outside of the group as Wilbur and Tommy were facing dream. We were ordered to come to this meeting, even though we weren't needed. 

I found it stupid. 

I look up, making eye contact with Eret.

 I hated them too. 

Hated their glasses that always covered their eyes. 

Hated their dumb smirk.

 Hated how they had shed their uniform.

But the thing I hated most of all was that they was on the other side of the table. 

The other side of the wall. 

I spaced out as they talked, not really focusing on their words. All I cared about was keeping the unknown dagger on my belt hidden.

"DREAM I CHALLENGE YOU TO A DUEL."

My ears perk up at this, knowing the young blond wouldn't be able to fend for themselves.

 "What?" I blert in looking at him in shock. Dream looked down to him and scoffed. 

"I won't do it with you," he said, then facing me and pointing his looming finger at my face. 

"But I'll do it with her." 

A silence fell over all of us, all eyes on me and him. I looked at him dead in the eyes, wondering if he was serious. 

"..what?" 

"If you win, you get freedom. No strings attached."

 I could feel the smirk from under his mask, playing with me like a toy. 

"If I win, you're not allowed inside those walls ever again, I get the disks, and this stupid little revolution is over." 

He said as I walked closer to him, sending him a sharp glare. Wilbur set his arm on my shoulder, making me push it off with his pitiful attempt to stop me.

 "Half a heart?" I said, offering my hand to shake his, the room quiet as he smiled. He grabbed my hand roughly, giving it a heavy shake to my smaller hand. 

"Deal."

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I shook off any dirt on my uniform, bow in hand with an arrow in the satchel on my back.

 My face was lack of emotion. 

Just pure hatred.

 And an urge to win. 

The passion in my blood flowing faster than it's ever flown before. 

With blood hungry eyes.

 Blood hungry eyes that would even marveled the blood gods. 

My wings were pressed into my back, with a strap Sapnap made before the fight so I couldn't use them. I made it so my wings hid seamlessly under my uniform. 

Hidden, but very uncomfortable. 

I breathed in, my mind racing and my heart beating faster than I've ever flown before. 

'Shoot for the heart, or shoot for the sky?' 

Raced through my mind. 

Aim for XD, or aim for my mother.

 Both were tempting offers.

 On the other side of the area was dream, with Sapnap and George right there helping him along. And I was alone, with only my thoughts as condolences. 

But then I felt a hand on my shoulder, and a soft whisper next to my head.

 "You can still back out of it." Eret whispered, their hands shaking as they rested it on me. 

I shoved their hand away from my shoulder, continuing to space off in thought. 

"You don't have to fight..." they muttered as I scoffed.

 Readying my bow, with my heart full of determination, I started walking forwards. 

Before I entered the area I looked back at them, smirking like I always did. 

"I'm not fighting for my country, I'm fighting for everyone I love," I took a moment as the sun showed on my face, showing my eyes like it never had before. 

"And I'm fighting for the day I finally get to trust you again."

 With those final words, I stepped out bow in hand. 

I walked up to Wilbur as dream did the same, both of us holding our heads high and staring each other dead in the eyes. Wilbur splashed the poison onto us, leaving us both at half a heart.

 The brunette looked at me one last time, biting his lips with uncertainty and saluting me before walking off. 

And without knowing if I could even respawn or not, I took ten large steps back. 

As our backs faced each other, I heard Wilbur's loud booming voice. 

"Men- oops... Duelers, ready your bows!" He said as I readied by arrow, still asking that same question. 

Sky or heart? 

"Ready!" I heard him call again, making my heart decide for me. 

I bit my lip and breathed in, maybe the last breath I'll ever breathe. 

"1!" I stood up straight, fixing my posture. 

"2," I readied my feet. 

"3," I closed my eyes, knowing what to do. 

"Go!" Cried Wilbur as we both turned around, shooting at the same time aiming at both of our hearts.

 But as I was shooting him out of hatred, he was shooting mine out of love.

 And in a flash, it had impaled my skin and hit my heart. 

I slowly looked up, shaking as I noticed I hit him too. 

"Bullseye." 

I muttered before collapsing on the ground, him not far after me.