Replay || Minecraft Youtubers AU

Chapter 20

Dream's POV:
We watched as the armed cars rolled off into the distance, smoke and fire trailing after it. A part of me felt pity for the remaining guards. They desperately tried to run after the fleeing vehicles, but were left in the dust. George lowered his bazooka. He then shot a scolding look to Techno, motioning him to stop killing. The pinkette pouted in response.

I approached one of the wounded men, he immediately he dropped to his knees and began to beg.

"Please! Don't kill me! I have a family!" He cried pitifully, "They need me!"

I gave him a sympathetic look, pity swelled within me. I knew these people weren't to blame. They were subjects to oppression and propaganda. Killing them would do no good.

"Take your wounded and dead. Just leave." I announced firmly. Instantaneously, many guards began getting up. They picked up their fallen friends and moved away, single file. The man gave me a thankful look, he pulled himself up with a grimace and limped off.

"Thank you for the mercy," he murmured to us. Soon, the guards were out of distance.

Just then, I felt someone tackle me into a hug.

"Dream! You're alive! Oh my goodness!" Bad sobbed, his tears soaking into my hoodie. From behind, I got another tight squeeze, this time from Skeppy. I felt myself getting suffocated.

"I can't-" I wheezed, pushing them off. They gave me a sheepish grin. Bad then turned to George.

"George? You're here too!" He called, rushing to hug him as well. All in all, there was a lot of tears.

Wilbur's POV:
As endearing as the sight before me was, to see a reunion of lost friends, it hurt me. It reminded me just how alone I was. My own "family," was not in this timeline. There were only clones here. I had to remind myself that.

Behind me, there was another reunion. This one was much quieter.

"Don't hug me, I'm covered in blood," a blank voice said. A slight smile was adorning his face.

Tommy had tears and snot running down his cheeks. His azure blue eyes were wider than ever. Despite Techno's previous statement, he ran forward and hugged him anyways, pulling the other off his feet. Techno made an audible squeak at that.

"Oh god, how much did you grow? You're my height!" he exclaimed, scaling with his hand. They both laughed. It was surprisingly wholesome.

Only, it was drowned out by the distinct whirring of engines. A foreboding shadow crept upon us. I looked up, before being stricken with dread. Our victory was short lived. I felt myself swallowing. It was an airship I remembered vividly. Humongous, luxurious, and incredibly dangerous. Not for itself, but who was inside.

George began aiming his bazooka, but was stopped by Skeppy.

"It won't work, save your ammunition."

The airship began its descent, doors opening wide. Just then, troops began pouring out, all armed far more professionally then the previous soldiers. They entered formation as quick as they came. In the center was a smaller, clearly younger boy. He outstretched his arm, in his hand, was a small device. It turned on with a click.