| !!Magic!Dire-Werewolf AU!!
The words from the break up of the Dream team echoed through his head tauntingly...
"I hate you!" - George
"I can't believe you..." - Sapnap
"You're nothing but a liar!" - Bad
George's hurt the most, Shattering all of his heart. But what they said before they all turn and walked away always crush him the most.
"This friendship is over."
He ran and ran, Tears flying. His legs were sore, and his throat and lungs burned, but he didn't care as he sprinted through the cold snowy forest. He had ran away, and hadn't stop for hours. lost in a snowy, cold bare forest... his skin was pale and cold, his nerves numb with cold. But inside he felt empty. Betrayed. Heartbroken. They had believed a lie told about him- believed a stranger rather then him.
Soon his body caved in, As he collapsed in the snow and ice. Tears streamed down his Pale cheeks, he passed out.
The full moon rose high, the howls of beasts echoing in the frozen night. Dream jolted awake, freezing to death. he curled in on himself as the eerie howls echoed. He only then realized. Those weren't normal wolves.
he stood in attempt to escape. Legs shaking, he fell back to his Knees, far too weak. This would be the end of him, and no one would even know... he heard the paws crunching in the snow, the animalistic growling and panting. He would die without even being able to fight back...
or so he thought. The beast lunged, easily pinning the masked and weak, lost and betrayed blond to the ground. Underneath the mask, he shut his eyes closed, expecting to be killed. As the beast exposed his pale neck, tears welled in his eyes as he expected it to be torn apart, in which would sealing his death. But instead, the beast sank only few fangs in, special toxins flowing through and rushing into his veins.
That moment he realized, the beast's true intentions... but it was too late, as he promptly passed out from the cold and toxins, the darkness claiming him as the beast disappeared. |
"Pain. The first thing that struck my mind. Pain. A headache to be exact. Where it came from? Well I don't know...
"Ouch."
Confused I stopped. There was a voice.
"My head hurts."
There it was again. I couldn't bring myself to open my eyes. Yet the curiosity tingled me. If my head hadn't been hurting so much, I would have tried to guess whose voice it was but right now I just wasn't able to do that. I only knew that it was a familiar voice.
"Hello?"
A new voice had been calling and finally I managed it to open my eyes. Immediately I was met with the sight of bright sunlight and the dark crowns of spruce trees around me."
Wakening up George and everybody else on the Dream smp server had to realize that they were in the minecraft world they designed. With all their threads, monsters, feelings, emotions, problems and invented personalities...
Who would have thought that the last thing would be the foundation of war...
... and of love..?