Finding Peace in War // DreamSMP

Chapter 5: Decisions

After walking for about 10 minutes, I found a ledge next to a beautiful waterfall that I often use to come to visit months ago to sit on and relax. Since being banished from L'manburg, I have really grown an appreciation for nature. Because of the city's large walks, the only nature that was really provided was whatever was being produced within the walls, it wasn't authentic.

I swung my legs back and forth over the ledge, breathing in and out, letting the fresh aroma of wet rocks fill my nostrils. I was so in tune with the sound of the waterfall rushing that I didn't notice the figure approaching behind me until I felt a large hand grab my shoulder.

I quickly jumped up and held my sword up to their neck before realising it was Dream. I rolled my eyes in frustration.

"You shouldn't sneak up on people, especially not me." I say before putting my sword away and going back to where I was sitting.

"I was just wondering what the hell you are doing out so late." he asks, sternly.

"None of your business." I rejected him, he wasn't worth my time and I trusted him as much as I did Jshlatt.

"You and I know very well it's dangerous to be outside during these hours, especially considering who we are." He says comfortably.

"I can do whatever I want, now can you please leave me alone." I finally looked up at him, the only light was from the moon. It was shining across his body, casting a large shadow in the gravel behind him. He had his hands in the pockets of his Lime green shirt. His muscles glowed through the ruffles of the shirt. The position he was standing in showed vulnerability, which was not like his character at all. At least not what I knew of him. Instead of leaving like I had asked him to, he sat next to me, hanging his legs over the ledge mirroring how I was.

"I heard they are having a festival." he mentions.

"Yeah, I've been invited." he looks at me with wide eyes. Biting his lip and he lets out a little bit of air, as if he was trying not to laugh.

"That's a death trap if I've ever heard one."

"Why are you talking to me? We've spoken more to each other in the past two days then I had in the past 5 years. We aren't on the same side." I argue.

"We can't be on different sides if i'm not on a side to begin with." He lifts his eyebrows at me, putting me in my place. He continues when he sees me look at him. "Being alone these past couple years has really put things in perspective. It's hard to stay sane when you've got no one around you."

"Get to the point." I interrupt.

"I want to train. I want to continue getting stronger." He passionately states.

"Why are you telling me this? I don't even really know you." That was true, Dream and I never really associated with each other. The constant conflict brought a wall of hatred between the two of us, even if there was never really any hatred between us personally. I wouldn't say I despised him, I just didn't trust him and in no way wanted to acquire an acquaintance with him.

"There are only two God fighters, there are some who are good fighters, but there are only two people in a century who have enough power individually to destroy an entire nation. I am one of those two people." he pauses before looking at me, "You are the other one." I nod my head, proving that I was listening to what he was saying. "I have speed and strength, whilst you have skill and strategy."

"So what are you saying?" ask again, growing impatient of the fact he wasn't telling me anything I didn't already know.

"I want us to train together." He finally states. I furrow my brows at him, giving him a cross expression

"Yeah...I don't think so." I once again reject him before standing up and attempting to escape from his presence.

"Why not?" He gets up and stands where he was sitting.

"Dream, I barely know you, the only thing I do know about you is that you fought for Jshlatt to have me killed. Why would I all of a sudden change my mind?" I yelled at him, waving my hands around to emphasise my points.

"Because you have nothing to lose." He simply states. The air around us falls silent. The tough expression on my face instantly dropped. My heart sank at the reality of his words. The only thing I had to lose was Tommy and Wilbur, that was enough to make me question whether or not I should help him. After a moment of silence, he continues,

"I'll give you some time to think about it. If you decide you want to, then you can find me just through the trees on the other side of this waterfall, there is a path and if you keep travelling north, you'll see the training grounds I built." He finished explaining. I nodded my head without looking into his head, I heard footsteps gradually become distant. It wasn't until I couldn't hear them anymore when I lifted my head to see that Dream was gone. I took this, along with the darkness around me, as a queue to head back to the bunker.

I spent the rest of the night deciding on what I should do, without telling Wilbur or Tommy anything, they could never know. 

It was for their own safety.