Y/N is a ruthless killer. She moves from place to place, never settling, never belonging.... Until she came across L'manberg. Training them to fight day by day, she kept inside the walls, being the suprise weapon against the infamous Dream Team. She had never seen them before but been told many stories and shown many battle scars. Waiting for the day she could face her enemies. But would they be who she expected? Once she had started to warm to her once enemies, a certain candyfloss coloured haired, old friend reappeared into her life. ---------------------------------------------------------------- #1 minecraft 29/8/21 WTF LMAO First chapter is an intro and a disclaimer but to sum it up: This story is fictional and meant for entertainment purposes. No disrespect to the people mentioned in it. The art is not mine (found on Pinterest or Google) Bear with me, updates should come regularly but I do have a life :,) #2 in lmanberg :) 10K READs AHHH 7/7/21 12k wtaf 11/7/21 20k reads 31/7/21 Uhh we're at 63k?? Tf 7/12/21 SUBSCRIBE TO TECHNOBLADE and Dream :) in dedication to technoblades life, who positivity the whole world with his content and actions. thank you Alex.

24 new emails looked back at you from the screen. You could feel the headache setting in, but you opened your email anyway, looking through the new messages. Two from your statistics professor, about a new assignment, another one from the RA in the dorm building, one from the admissions office, about your application to the study abroad program, one from your American history professor- Hold the phone. You rapidly clicked on the email from the admissions office, scanning through the paragraphs. Reviewing your application to the program... taking into account your grades and your major... looking at schools in the area... pleased to say we can accept you into the program. Accepted. Part of you had forgotten that you had applied in the first place; it had been months ago back at the end of last semester, and then you had gone home for the summer and put it behind you. But being back at school had brought it to the forefront of your mind again. This was great. You had needed some good news today. Turning up the music, you danced out of your desk chair and jumped around the room a little, excited. You were going to Mexico for a semester. You could already picture it now - warm weather, good food, and firsthand experience speaking Spanish for at least six months, maybe more. Not to mention all the adventures you could have in a foreign country. This would be something you would remember for years, and just thinking about it made your day better.