Replay || Minecraft Youtubers AU

Chapter 38

Dream's POV:
At that moment, the floor began to rumbling. A distinct sound of explosions rang in the distance.

"We gotta go! Onto the copter!" I heard Sapnap yell. Immediately, Spifey went to grab Skeppy, who flailed back desperately.

"Bad! Tommy! They're still in there!" He shouted, still trying to squirm away. Although, it was clear he could hardly move.

He turned, flashing a pleading eye before begging, "Please!"

I found myself biting my lip, seeming to hesitate on whether I should help him, or not.

"I'll go get them," Techno suddenly said, voice tense. His face was visibly distressed. Before anyone could object, he turned toward the building.

Wilbur dove forward to grab his arm, "Are you kidding? How are you going to get back down?!"

Techno's face dropped a little, but he yanked out of the grip nonetheless.

"I'll figure it out," he said, before dashing back inside.

Looking back to Skeppy, he still had the same distress look in his eye.

If it were George... I suddenly thought. With a deep inhale, I ran after him.

"Wait for us! If it doesn't look like we're coming back, just go!" I yelled.

Tommy's POV:
I had been waiting here for some time now. Bad's condition had seemed to become worst during this duration. I sighed.

"It's really hot in here..." I muttered, leaning against a door. It seemed to begin heating, much to my discomfort. I pulled myself away from it, rubbing my back as I did.

Suddenly, the door combusted into flames! I yelped in shock, stumbling backwards. The fire began creeping across the carpeted floor, even spreading to the walls. Quickly, I looped Bad over my shoulder, beginning to maneuver the complex room.

An explosion to the right of me ignited a bookshelf. I quickly leaped pass it, just barely. Walking backwards, my arm pressed against a metal bar, causing the searing pain of burns.

I cursed loudly, nearly dropping Bad in the process. Looking down, a visible, dark rash had formed across my skin.

"Have...to...keep..." I grimaced, continuing to move. Walking to the exit, my legs were trembling. Bad's weight on my back made nothing better. His heated body in the already heated room caused an overload in my senses. I felt ill.

Just as I was about to open the next door, a sudden tackle brought me to the ground. An ear-piercing combustion erupted just a couple inches away from me. My eyes squeezed shut at the impact of the ground.

Peering open, they became wide in horror.

"Techno!" I shouted, pulling myself up.

He cursed sharply, trying to get up, before stumbling back down. A visible wince was on his face, although, he tried to hide it.

"Your leg!" I exclaimed, tears forming.

It seemed to have gone purple, covered in burn marks all over. Behind him, Dream rushed up. Half of his mask seemed to have burned down.

Spinning around, he threw a trident, striking a burning shelf before it collapsed on us.

"Leave me behind, I'll slow you guys down," Techno muttered, still clutching his leg. He turned to Dream, "Just go!"

Wilbur's POV:
From the distance, it seemed like hope had lost. The fire and explosions continued spreading, going up with each second. Eventually, the floors below were swallowed by the depths of deep, searing flames.

Skeppy was beside me, seeming to become more tense by the second. He grabbed my arm tightly.

The CEO had shot himself, dropping dead on top the roof. While we all panicked, he had relished in the agony and dread. In his last moments, he smiled. From beside me, Deo was meditating, trying to grasp the future. Only, it was uncertain. A million scenarios played in his head. (Dr. Strange much?)

After a while, he began shaking, trembling in horror. The moment he did, the floor beneath us ignited into orange and red. Smoke expelled from it, seeming to cover the air.

"NO!" Skeppy yelled, reaching out toward the building. Spifey pulled him back, preventing him from jumping out.

"Oh my god..." I exclaimed, covering my mouth in shock. I felt myself beginning to sob.

Sapnap just shook his head, seeming paralyzed. He dropped to his knees beside me. Tears began forming in his eyes.

"Dream..." he muttered softly.

A6d did a sharp intake from the pilot seat. With a squeeze of the eye, he pushed the lever.

With that, the helicopter began pulling into the air.

A/N: First ending is happy, Second, not as much