Quackbur Oneshotssss

Backstabber

it's angst time but not for quackbur.... just wilbur :D

i dont want to spoil too much right away so let's start

cw// Dream's here (sorry guys but his character has importance in this-)

tw// gore, violence, mention of suicide

[Wilbur's POV] (WHAT!? ME USING 1POV!? SINCE WHEN???)

Ever since my revival, I'd been plotting. Dream brought me back to release him and assist him in any nefarious plot he had... well, part of that is true. I was a fucking fool. I was so terribly wrong.
It all went down so fast; Maybe I could have predicted this, but I was too blinded by my emotions, I didn't stop to think about anything.
I had time to think about it before- I did think about it before... and yet I somehow convinced myself that nothing would go wrong.
I'm a goddamn fool. Maybe Dream was right... this is my destiny. To be a fucking pawn in his game.

"I need you to get me the fuck out of here."
"And what do I get out of it?"

"You'll be at my side. We'll take down and rule this place together, Wilbur."

"The entire SMP?"
"Correct. Say, you were pissed off with Quackity when you came here, no? I've got a bone to pick with him too. We'll start with him."

"...Alright. Let's do it."

I didn't even bother to think about how I felt in that moment. I wasn't thinking at all. Didn't think about how I felt about people... didn't even think about Tommy. Quackity was right... all that time alone.. 13 fucking years. Yet, here I am, bleeding into the grass because I didn't think about anything- not even the past. All I could think of was getting the fuck out of there... and I was so ecstatic when I did, I blindly followed him. Just because some fake fucker in a train brought me back.
I didn't even bother to consider why he did it. I was so stupid.

I left the water down, watching as Dream dropped safely into it to stick the landing. After I gathered the water back into my bucket, we ran into the horizon, fading into the darkness of the night, the sound of the siren faded as we kept running. "We're almost there!" I smile at the adrenaline of the moment.
We arrived at the shore, and the boat still awaited our arrival. I bend down, swiftly, but messily, untying the boat from the post. "There, I've got it-" I breathed out hard, my heart pounding in my chest. I stood up and then felt a sharp pain in my side. I gasped, my body felt extremely hot for a moment, and I saw my hands trembling. My vision went blurry suddenly, I moved my hands to feel my side, but they stopped on a cold object before I could even feel my sweater. A sword.

I felt as it slid back out of my body, and I instantly fell onto the ground, coughing and seizing as I tried to get in a proper breath, but I couldn't get a full breath.

I felt something drip from my mouth as I managed to look up, and I saw Dream, rowing the boat away from me. Past the ringing in my ears, I heard his laughter.

I have to get up. I refuse to fucking die here again, especially not like this.
I slowly sat up, breathing out harshly and wincing from the pain. I slowly removed my coat, tying it around my waist as hard as I could, trying to prevent some of the blood loss. I searched my inventory for anything useful... water bucket, TNT, weapons... there. Using more than a few sticks and enough rope, I crafted a makeshift cane. I put most of my weight on it, using it to stand. Where do I even go from here? My own country isn't safe with Dream hiding in the woods, Snowchester is too far, and even with Tommy there, I doubt Tubbo would even allow me into the country. Phil and Techno are too far as well, even if I texted them, would they make it here on time?
Wait... Las Nevadas. Quackity's never actually forced me out of there... but I'm sure he won't be happy to see me... not like he ever is, but he surely won't be now that I've released his worst enemy... Though a part of me wonders, is going to my rival stooping too low for my standards?
Oh, fuck it. I'd rather die known as a stupid, remorseful idiot at this point, I don't care if he eats my heart or hands my head on the wall, maybe that's a better fate than lying here bleeding out like some weakling.