Eight - War

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TW: Swearing, Fighting, Bombs, Death

Y/N's POV

"Well, well, well," You heard Dream say loudly. You decided to hold your wall stealthily, signaling to George and Sapnap to follow suit. All of you get low enough to be unseen, but have a view of everything going on in the north side.

"Dream, wonderful to see you again-" Wilbur began, but was instantly cut off.

"I said white flags, Wilbur. The only thing I see right now is a bunch of low-life children who have no idea what they're doing."

"Dream, I hope you can understand where I'm coming from when I say this, but this is our home. This is the home of me, my people, and the freedom we so rightly deserve. We won't stop fighting for what we believe in, we will never stop fighting for this country and our freedom. Maybe you'll find it somewhere in your cold heart to let us go unscathed, and we could all live in peace."

Dream seemed to think about this for a moment before standing up and drawing his bow.

"So long as L'Manburg lives, there will never be peace."

And with that, he shot one red firework into the air, signaling everyone to move in. You drew your bow and shot the first warning arrow. The children below you began to look around and realize they were surrounded. They drew their swords and bows, hoping for any chance that they might win.

"You had your chance to surrender," Dream smirked. Dream, George, and Sapnap hopped down first and began melee combat. You jumped onto the van and began firing arrows onto the unsuspecting soldiers. You could see the desperation on their faces. They were losing already.

"To the embassy!" Tommy shouted, leading the men to his home not too far away. You jumped off the van and met with the others.

"Give them a head start, let them catch their breath. They're going to need it," Dream told you all. You all began walking slowly towards the embassy, patching up any small injuries you might have received. Soon, you begin to scale a tower right outside the embassy. Punz winked at Dream and pointed to what seemed to be a hill. Dream smirked and shot an arrow at the spot as the soldiers began lining up to fight.

For a moment, everything was silent. Everyone but Dream and Punz wondered if this could have been a miraculous misfire. That is, until the explosions began.

Dirt rained upon the soldiers as they struggled to find water. You watched expressionless as they were injured, hurt, in pain. One even lay on the ground, unmoving as Wilbur tried desperately to wake him up. You saw your pained brother's head turn to face you, tears running down his face. You watched as what seemed to be Fundy, the fox you'd been introduced to, was engulfed in blinding white light. His body disappeared, and his items left behind. It could take minutes, hours, even days for him to reform. Wilbur stood and wiped his tears, now carrying his son's small inventory to the rest of his group.

"Grab your bows, gentlemen," Dream commanded. He glanced at you for a moment, your arms crossed in disappointment. "Oh, you too, Princess."

"I really wish you'd stop calling me that," You tell him in annoyance while knocking an arrow on your bow. He giggles at your remark as he does the same.

"I don't think I will. Ready, aim, fire!" Dream yelled. Everyone began firing at the soldiers who had turned to the embassy for protection. It looked as if Tommy had tried firing, but he missed entirely and fled behind the packed dirt walls. For a moment, all was quiet once more. Dream called everyone to cease fire. Your ears picked up on what seemed to be a hopeful speech from Wilbur about "defending their territory".

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