Crowned | dreamnap

Tubbo

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Dream's Pov

"So what you're saying is.. the raid that Sapnap talks about wasn't a raid by pillagers but by somebody else?" George repeats what I told him as we stare into the newly built kingdom.

I got to the top of the wall but I wasn't greeted with an abandon, rotting village but instead it was full of dictatorship.

Red flags with a weird shape skull on it were everywhere and I mean everywhere even on the people's clothes.

There was a soldier on every corner roaming around with crossbows, swords, and full diamond armor.

"Yeah George.. that's exactly what I'm saying.."
I say as we hear trumpets and loud bells ring.

We cover our ears in pain.

"Agh- Dream what is happening." George pleads as he closes his eyes.

"I- aah- I don't know." I respond.

And then it stopped.

Me and George were both on the ground, in pain, I remove my hands from my ears and see a bit of blood.

"What the-" Before i finished my eardrums had exploded, a small ringing sound was all I heard.

I looked over at George who was also in the same situation, it looked like he was calling out to me but I could only hear his faint eco.

And then it all stopped.

"DREAM!" George yells out at the same time as I yell out his name.

Heavy breaths escape my body as I slowly regain knowledge of what happened.

After a few minutes of us gathering ourselves, I take another look around the village.

"How come.. how come none of the soldiers were affected by the loud sounds, Everyone else is on the floor, just like how we were." George points out and I begin to notice that.

"You see that castle in the middle of the village?" I say pointing at the castle that looked so small from far away.

"What about it?" George says.

"That's where we have to go." I say turning over to look at George who's face expression looked like he's just seen a ghost.

"What? WHAT?" I say and he only looks behind me.

I turn around and there is a soldier pointing an enchanted crossbow at me.

Not just any soldier though,

It was "Tubbo?" I whisper furrowing my eyebrows.

I knew Tubbo since he was a baby, my mom babysat him.

I last saw him a couple years ago maybe around 8? 7? I don't remember..

He's grown up.

"Clay?" He says my real name, he probably doesn't know i go by Dream now.

He doesn't let go of the crossbow, it points straight at me still.