Three Fates Entwined | Dream Team

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Dream's back ached painfully. He needed to bandage it as soon as possible to stop the blood loss, but unfortunately, "as soon as possible" depended on how much time he was willing to lose chasing George and Sapnap.

He stepped over the bodies on the ground and made his way towards the stairs. At that point, he hardly cared if anyone saw him. George and Sapnap had gotten far enough that they could've be hollering "THERE'S AN ASSASSIN RUNNING RAMPAGE!" for the past twenty minutes and Dream wouldn't have known.

The stair climb was excruciating, but eventually, he had it to his room. Dream fumbled around the drawers until he found the bandages, then took off his sweater and tossed it into his bed. He really did like that hoodie. It was a shame that it was ruined now. Then again, it had such a simple design that there was no doubt he could get one that looked identical and nobody would know the difference.

Dream wrapped the white cloth around his wound. It was a large wound, and probably going to leave a scar. How did I not see that coming? I should've known. I'm letting my guard down.

He grabbed his hoodie and put it on again. It was still cold outside, and he liked being warm.

If I was running from an assassin, where would I go?

I wouldn't stay inside of the castle, since the assassin probably knows the place better than I do. I wouldn't go somewhere completely full of people, because I'm noble and I don't want innocents to get hurt.

So I would go to the wide open areas outside.

Dream smiled slightly. George was too predictable. Sapnap was more difficult to guess, but if George was around, Sapnap was sure to follow him.

He slipped out of his room and headed higher up. There was one guard tower at each wing, with pathways through the sky going to the other guard towers along the high walls surrounding the castle. If he got up high enough, he'd be able to spot George and Sapnap easily.

In minutes, he was standing in the tower. The knight that had been there lay unconscious at his feet. It would've been better to simply kill him, but Dream had went the extra route and only rendered the man knocked out. He was still holding himself back.

Dream glanced around and spotted two people at the edge of the forest, one wearing blue and the other in white and black clothes. George and Sapnap.

They were still a distance away, and even though he was in enemy territory, he felt confident in his abilities to take them down.

But--- do I want to?

Come off it now, you're not supposed to "want" anything. You're an assassin. Act like it.

Dream took a second to inhale, then exhale again. He closed his eyes. George and Sapnap were good warriors, and Dream would have to try a bit harder if he wanted to take them on at the same time while adrenaline and fear of death coursed through them.

He opened his eyes and ran down the sky path towards the the other guard towers. The knight standing guard barely had the time to turn around before they were on the ground. Dream glanced at the forest again. They were gone, but that didn't matter.

"Quickly," he muttered to himself. "No more hesitating. Once you reach them, you're going to kill them."

But I didn't even kill the knight.

He kicked the unconscious body a little bit further out of spite, then sighed to himself, looking up to take in his surroundings. There were trees all around, some of them high enough to reach up to where he was. On the other side of the wall, the hills were deserted and lonely. A few other knights paraded along the wall a distance away. They weren't a threat unless Dream stayed any longer.

Dream vaulted over the crenels and grabbed onto the wall as he fell, his fingers gripping the small edge. Then he leapt up onto the tree, clutching the branches tightly.

Is this close enough to jump down from?

Dream threw himself off towards the ground, somersaulting to break his fall. He stood up again and surveyed the area. A flash of color caught his eye and he smiled to himself.

His target was near.

He pulled out his knife and headed in that direction. "Oh George~" he called. "George, where are you?"

Dream approached the edge of the forest, making sure to keep his footsteps silent. His eyes swept around.

Immediately, he turned around, his knife raised up to block the attack. He pushed Sapnap back and scowled at him. "A sneak attack? That was lousy."

"Do I care about your opinion?" Sapnap retorted.

George lunged at Dream, his sword in front of him. Dream parried the attack and spun around, aiming for Sapnap. He elbowed him in the ribs and then jabbed his knife backwards, but George ducked under the blow.

"Stay still," Dream growled.

"So that you can kill me?" George shot back. "How about no?"

Dream couldn't get away from them. Every time he tried to get out, George or Sapnap was there, blocking his path.

He gritted his teeth and placed his free hand on the flat of his blade, using it to push against George. The prince stumbled backwards, giving Dream the exit he had been watching for. He stepped past George and dropped down to the ground, bringing his leg in sweeping motion.

"No!" Sapnap threw himself at Dream, his sword held high. Dream tilted his body, avoiding the strike, and struck back. He had to take out Sapnap before George recovered well enough to help.

Sapnap was a good fighter, good enough that fighting him while he was at full strength made Dream slightly nervous. And Sapnap still had his armor. Dream had discarded his to be able to move around quicker, which had cost him a deep wound on his back.

Dream whirled around and brought his knife up in a deadly arch towards Sapnap. The warrior blocked the blade with his own and pushed back, but Dream had had enough. He kicked the sword out of his hand and switched his grip on his knife.He struck the hilt hard against Sapnap's head and the warrior crumpled to the ground.

Finally.

He turned to George, who was still struggling to get back up onto his feet. Dream stepped over to him and held out his sword, placing the blade at George's throat. Immediately, the prince stopped moving and looked up at him.

"This is it, George," Dream said, a sad smile floating onto his face. "This is the end."