"Why?" Tommy sobbed, fingers clinging to the fabric of Philza's suit. Fat globs of tears fell down his cheeks and dripped onto his neck as he was forced down on the couch. "I don't want to be turned, please!" he cried, only for his words to be ignored as he was hoisted onto Philza's lap. Gentle fingers combed through his hair and words of comfort spewed from the vampires lips in a futile attempt to calm him. His tear-filled vision made out a hand that landed gently on his chin, lifting it up and exposing his neck. Not knowing what else to do, he screwed his eyes shut in cruel anticipation of what was to come. OR The SBI take a liking to a certain gremlin child and want him to be part of their vampire family. They're willing to make this happen whether he likes it or not. *warning* this gets messed up, if you're sensitive to darker themes I suggest you don't read, please.

Tommy lived his life relatively well with Tubbo and Ranboo. All their lives it'd been the three of them versus the world. Tubbo with his computer smarts, Ranboo and his teleportation, Tommy with his wings. They made the perfect vigilante crew. But the mafia? Way above their heads. That doesn't stop Tommy. Maybe the mafias obsession with the boy just might get it through his thick head how screwed they actually were.

(Mostly Tommy) MCYT oneshots, I wrote this is 2020, so my writing style has changed alot, I just want people to know that. (This is really embarrassing but I need a project so your welcome)