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It is nighttime in the Dream SMP server. The stars shine brightly in the night sky, and except for the occasional groans and moans of mobs, things seem to be peaceful for once in the server’s short lifespan.
Then the alarms start. They begin as a simple beat. A couple of notes that seem just to be tapping before each one gets louder and louder—as if finally yelling out to the world the danger everyone is in. This is the only warning they'll get.
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
Meanwhile, inside the cells in the center of the prison, everything lies empty. The missing person? One of the most dangerous people on the server: Dreamwastaken. The once-proud admin of the server now one of the most dangerous criminals that the server has ever seen.
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Tommy jumped up from his bed. The sound of the alarms pierced through his walls like swords. His eyes widened and his breath began to quicken. "Oh no….No no!!" He rushed out of the house, trying to look for something to protect himself, only to see Tubbo and Ranboo running towards him, Michael in hand.
"Tommy?! What's going on?!”
"Dream, he-"
"He’s escaped.." Ranboo said quietly, clutching a confused Michael.
"Papa…what’s going on?" The young Piglin asked. Ranboo's grip only tightened.
Blood began to pound in Tommy's ears as he tried to think of something
He’s going to kill me…
"Tubbo, look at me, look at me. You have to go to your bunker."
"That's the plan,” Tubbo said, then his eyes widen and realization. “ what about you?!”
“I'm going to Logstedshire to get the Axe of Peace."
Tubbo and Ranboo's eyes widened at that.
"Wait, what?! Tommy, you can't! He'll go after you!-"
"I know he will."
Tears began to flow down his cheeks, the memories of prison suddenly hit him squarely in the chest.
"He-he … fuck …"
Tommy struggled to calm down. All he could hear was the sound of the alarms and the beating of his heart. He needed a way to calm down so he could fucking think of a plan...
I- can take deep breaths like Puffy said- just count to 10 …
10..9..8
“Put your things in the hole, Tommy.”
.7…6..5..5, shit …
“Ohhh. Well, Tommy, you wanna be a hero?”
5.-4-5-4… fuck OFF …
“Schlatt? He's fucking dead. I've seen his grave! His grave is real. His corpse is there, alright?”
“.... Why don't you go see him then?”
NO! STOP, STOP IT! STOP IT! STOP IT! STOP-
4-
Tommy collapsed and began to shake, crying out as Tubbo and Ranboo sat down next to him. Michael just tugged on his fathers’ jackets, wondering what was going on.
"Dad… it's so loud, what's going on ?"
Ranboo slid over to Michael as Tubbo comforted Tommy, holding him tightly. As Ranboo looked up to the prison, he wondered where Sam had gone… and how he could have let Dream escape.
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
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Sam gasped as he jumped out of his makeshift bed. He knew that sound. Sam quickly snapped his fingers, rushing out of the door to the edge of the makeshift island as his armor appeared. He looked up to see the prison’s red and blue lights color the night sky.
"Oh, god no…."
That- that was impossible. He had secured the prison just before he left, and Bad and Ant had promised not to let anyone in or out.
He looked at his communicator and noticed two messages sticking out
BadBoyHalo has left the game at 17:50
Antfrost has left the game at 18:00
He stared at it in disbelief “…Shit.”
All Sam could do was drop the communicator. He had no time for finding them. He had to get there now. If they couldn’t do it, then he would. He had been chosen to be the Warden for a reason.
Of course you fail to secure your own guards, especially when you pick the ones who are still worshiping the almighty egg .
Sam shook his head as he tried to gather up his items and armor; he had to be prepared. He had to get Dream back to the cell. He can’t allow him to hurt innocent people. Like-like he did with…
Did you really think that you could keep him in there for long? You were already pushing it the moment that you left to cry on your tiny island .
Sam growls and tries to keep the tears back as he switches from his regular body to his Warden form. More thoughts begin to appear in his head as he tries to secure his normal body to keep it safe.
Do you really think it’d be that secure for long? You're just wasting your time .
Shut Up.
Everything that happened is your fault because you're such an incompetent warden. You only got one prisoner, and you let him run the show .
I know, but I can fix this.
You try everything to keep people safe, or so you said after the death of Tommy. You ‘add’ more Security. You ignore Dream’s screams as he demands you to come to him to kill you. You even chop off your love’s arm to keep them from trying to help him ‘escape’."
Shut up shut up shut up shut-
Let's face it, the only reason why you're in the situation is because you want to distract yourself from the fact that it was your fault that Tommy died!
“SHUT UP!” Sam screamed. He just wants this to stop.
Your fault, your fault, your fault, your fault, your fault, your fault, your fault
The sound of the alarms covered those creeper-like screams that came out of the island, and no one noticed the amount of smoke that came out of that island a few seconds later.
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"No…Duckling…" Puffy whispered as she just watched the red and blue in The distance. She already knew the meaning of it.
"Hey Papa," a familiar hand comes on her shoulder as her son, Foolish, comes up behind her, "you don't think he…."
"He did," Puffy Whispered.
“Mum…” a small voice called out, causing the two adults to turn around. A young Piglen stands nervously with a Totem boy that looks only a few years younger “what’s going on….”
“Yeah,” the Totem boy says, with his fists up. “Did he escape..?”
Puffy rushes toward the two and hugs them close. “It’s going to be okay you two, we just need to do something important.” Then she turns to Foolish. "Foolish, get Michelle into the crib with Junior and Finely to keep them safe."
"Alright, papa," Foolish said as he picked up his son.
"Meet me at the prison after; I’ve got to go now. We can't have Dream destroy the server again."
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"Fuck!" Quackity froze as he heard the alarms, a freshly made boat still in his grip. How?! How did he escape? It's fucking impossible! The only way he could is he-…No! Sam! Quackity dropped the boat and rushed toward the Vault. He had to stop the bastard and hopefully save Sam, but it seems like the plans have changed.
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A large crowd surrounds the prison, each with different goals and beliefs, usually enemies or friends, but all united with a purpose to face whatever threat comes to the prison entrance.
"Where is he?" One voice said, a voice trembling like the sword that he carries.
"And what should we do when he comes out?" Another voice asked.
"Shut down another symbol of tyranny," Someone called back.
"Shut up, Techno. How do we know that you're not the one who planned it?" Quackity said as he pointed at Techno.
"Please, even if I was involved, I would have seen the abuse of power from miles away.”
“If you try to help him escape, I swear to g-”
There was a sudden shake.
"What's going on?!" Quackity screams, his shoulders tense, his ax ready to swing
"Is that an earthquake?"
"But that's impossible."
"Was it Dream?!"
Before anyone could do anything, there was a sudden drop somewhere… There was a brief moment of screams before it went silent.
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Tommy opened his eyes… Something is wrong. He looks around to Tubbo, only to see Tubbo covering his mouth, tears threatening to come out of his eyes.
"Tubbo… where is Ranboo and Michael..?"
Tubbo looks up, fear and grief in his eyes. "They're gone… there was some light, and then they just.. disappeared…” He whispered quietly as he held himself close, fearful yet numb at the same time. “Something’s very wrong…”
"Tubbo-" The world begins to shake again as the glow surrounds both him and Tubbo.
"Tommy…" suddenly the glow just began to surround Tubbo, Tommy's breath stopped at that oh no no no no, he can't.
"No, no, no - Tubbo, Tubbo it's gonna be fine- we're just gonna get it off of you-" Tommy tries to wipe the glow off, only for it to return stronger. "Shit- it's gonna be fine, I swear.” Tommy said as he desperately tried to rip it off.
“I mean as soon as this is over, we're gonna look back and just laugh about it." He barely even notices the glow beginning to spread onto him.
"Wait, Tommy! It’s spre!-" Tubbo screamed, and just like that he had vanished, leaving nothing behind. Tommy only had a few seconds as he realized that the glow had finally spread all over him, and began to fade.
We're fucking screwed- was the last thought that went through Tommy's head before darkness took over.
The glow flickered across the server for a moment, as if looking for more players. As fast as it starts, the flickering stops—leaving the server empty, and the server members falling into a new world filled with new people. New rules.
In a different world, a woman smiled as she watched a forest begin to glow.