venenum [ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ]

[chapter two]

"What the fuck?" Tommy blurted, feeling completely confused about what just happened.

You had passed out right after flashing them your badge. You had lost more blood than you thought because of your wound and all the action had completely drained you. You felt that you were safe in their hands so you let yourself succumb to your tiredness. The two felt taken aback as a complete stranger just passed out in front of them.

The two lower their weapons before slipping them back into their sheaths. "Do you think she's the person Wilbur was talking about?" Tubbo asked after a few seconds of silence.

Tommy crouched down and took the badge in your hand to take a closer look. It didn't take long for Tommy to confirm that you were the one Wilbur asked to find. Tommy stood up and nodded in confirmation. "Yep, I guess so." Tommy said as he pocketed your badge.

"Tommy look, she's injured." Tubbo notified, pointing at your horribly bandaged arm. "We should quickly take her back.." Tubbo added, moving closer to you.

Tommy moved to drag you off the tree and took note of your injured arm. He originally planned to just drag you off back to L'manburg by your arms but he reconsidered, thinking it might not be a good idea.

"Help me out, will you?" He takes hold of your good arm as he calls Tubbo over.

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You groan, turning to your side as you slowly gain consciousness. You felt extremely groggy and tried your best to go back to sleep. You lay there, your eyes slightly closed. You felt calm thinking you were home as the smell of your surroundings were no different from the smell of your base, but as memories of previous events came back, you immediately sat up feeling completely alert.

You grip the bedsheets as you frantically look around in confusion. You were completely awake now, your heart beating fast as you fail to recognize any of your surroundings. You look down and spot your satchel leaning by the foot of the bed you were sitting on. You stand whilst picking up your satchel, quickly slipping it on over your head.

You stumble out of the room you were in and pause as you examine your surroundings. "The hell?" You mumble as your brows furrow in confusion. There were multiple brewing stands and furnaces on shelves and you soon realize you were on some kind of vehicle.

Even you didn't have this many brewing stands and your main job consisted of using brewing stands. You continue down until you come upon another door, pushing it open you find yourself outside. You step out and stand still, once again examining your surroundings.

Huge dark walls were surrounding the area, your brows furrow in confusion as you notice something slightly visible beyond the walls. "The fuck.. are those cannons?" You think out loud. In the distance you could see many areas were burnt and exploded, rubble littered the area and many trees had fallen to the ground. You assume it was caused by the cannons.

You turn your head as you hear faint voices in the distance. By the gates of the walls were two people conversing and looking down at signs placed in front of them. Clutching your satchel, you decide to walk towards them, planning to ask about your whereabouts.

You felt reassured, however, when you finally notice they wore the same uniforms as the two people you met in the forest. You stop just behind the signs before clearing your throat to catch their attention. The one currently speaking had dark curly hair swept to the side and the other wore black sunglasses. You felt sick when you suddenly remembered another individual you previously met who also wore sunglasses.

The two men turn to you, looking a bit startled at your appearance. "You're dismissed." The curly-haired man says with a nod. Sunglasses dude salutes in response before nodding to you in acknowledgment, he turns and leaves, heading inside the walls.