“If I was running far away would I run off the world one day?” You asked Phil, swinging your legs back and forth as they hung over the side of the cabin's porch.
“Nobody knows” Phils answered calmly, a soft smile on his face as he glanced over to the child.
“Nobody knows?” You repeated, tilting your head in confusion as you watched the winged man stand up in front of you. “Well I was dancing in the rain, I felt alive and I can't complain!”
Taking Phils hand, you flew off of the porch as he pulled you towards him, making you fly in the air for a moment before your bare feet hit the dirt ground, a large happy smile never leaving your face.
“But now take me home” The smile on your face softened as you leaned into your father figure, head leaned against his chest with eyes closed.
“Take you home?” Phil repeated, wrapping his arms around you in a hug as he looked at the top of your head with confused filled eyes.
Nodding your head, you continued, looking up at the elytrian with a soft look. “Take me home where I belong, cause I can't take this anymore”
“You can't take this anymore?” Eyes filled with worry and concern, Phil held onto you tight as the surroundings began to glow, along with you.
“I had a dream I was seven and climbing my way in a tree!” You said, gripping onto Technos hand as you dragged him through the forest, his eyes filled with confusion. “I saw a piece of heaven waiting for me!”
Techno looked at you, confusion filling his eyes. “Waiting for you?” He questioned, not letting go of your hand as you stopped walking.
“Waiting for me!” You confirmed, nodding your head with a bright smile on your face as you stood in front of him. “And if I was running far away would I run off the world someday?”
Remembering what Phil had told him, he mumbled his response. “Nobody knows” Shaking his head, Techno stared into your eyes once more.
“Nobody knows?” You questioned, happiness and excitement filling your eyes as you did so, making you grip the pink-haired males hand in both of yours.
“Well I was dancing in the rain and I felt alive so I can't complain!” Your smile softened as you continued, your grip loosening a bit on his large hand. “But take me home” Leaning into his chest, you dropped his hand completely and gripped onto the front of his button-up.
Confusion filling his eyes once more, Techo hesitantly wrapped his arms around your small form, not wanting to accidentally hurt you. “Take you home?” A frown appeared on his face as you nodded into his chest, lifting your head slightly to look him in the eyes one last time.
“Take me home where I belong” Wrapping your small, 10 year old arms around his waist the best you can, you sent a calming smile to him. “I can't take this anymore”
Eyebrows furrowed, Techno pulled you closer to him, holding you protectively as the surroundings started to glow a bright white. “You can't take this anymore?” Looking down at you he began to overthink as he saw you start to glow, making him pull you closer.
“What the fuck?” Philza stared at the mess in front of him of what used to be a village. “There's blood everywhere”
As he looked around the place horrified, he noticed a crow flowing in circles above something, trying to get his attention with it's noises. Letting out a shaky sigh, the elytrian walked closer to the crow, his hand on the hilt of his sword.
“Oh my god” He mumbled, dropping to his knees in front of a passed out child, who looked around 9 years old, and they were covered in blood. “What happened”
As he talked to himself, Philza didn't realize the set of glowing white eyes staring at him from the shadows, all his attention on the child. Just as the winged man touched the child, the eyes disappeared from the shadows, a loud roar following after it.
Jumping up in a defensive position, Philza looked around in caution, his hand back on his sword's hilt. Seeing nothing, the man began to feel uneasy, and decided to take the child back to his, well his friends house to check the child for injuries.
Picking up the child, Philza began heading back the way he came, the crow that was flying around in circles perched on his shoulder. “Lets hope Techno doesn't freak”
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As the blonde haired male walked through the forest, the snow crunching under his boots, he noticed the child turning a light blue color.
“God dammit” Philza ran through the snow, trying to be careful not to trip and drop the freezing child in his arms into the snow.
Sitting in front of a fireplace, a pink haired man continued to read his mythological book, a tea in front of him. Just as he was about to flip the page, he felt off, like something was wrong. Deciding to ignore the feeling, he continued to read in peace.
“Techno” A loud voice screamed, the front door of his cabin slamming open, almost flying off its hinges. “Get as many blankets as possible!!”
Not questioning the man, the pink haired man bolted up from his spot and ran to get what the older male demanded, not noticing the child in said man's arms.
Slamming the door behind him quickly, Philza ran over to the fire and carefully set the freezing child on the wooden floor in front of it, rushing to grab multiple wet cloths from the kitchen before coming back to clean up most if not all of the blood from the child.
He needed to make sure that the child didn't have any open wounds, so they didnt bleed out or get infected. As he did that, Techno came rushing back down with many, many blankets in his arms, and a pillow hanging loosely from his hand.
“Where do you want these?” He frantically asked, not used to his best friend being this frantic about something. “And what the hell is happening?”
“Couch” The winged man stated bluntly, setting down another blood covered cloth next to him in the pile before picking up another one. “And I found this child covered in blood in a village, and while coming back here they started to turn blue”
Hearing the word child, his thoughts immediately went o a orphan, causing them to start going crazy.
‘BLOOD’
‘KILL THEM’
‘BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD’
Ignoring them, the piglin hybrid set the multiple blankets and single pillow on the couch before heading over to the shorter male who was in front of the fireplace with a child on the ground.
“You know I don't like orphans, Phil. They don't like orphans” The pink haired male started with an emotionless tone as he took a seat next to the blonde male. “They already want them dead”
Letting out a tired sigh, Philza sent a sad look towards his friend, who had a frown on his face. “I know but. . .I couldn't leave them out there Techno” He stated, looking back at the now cleaned up child, wrapping up a large slash on their pale arm with the bandages he had on him.
As the two adults talked about what they were going to do, moving the child to the couch and covering them with blankets to keep them warm, they didn't notice the glowing white eyes, staring at them from the forest.
“We can wait for them to wake up and then ask them what happened. Then decide from there ok?” Philza said, patting his friend on the shoulder before heading to the kitchen to make some food for when the 9 year old wakes up.
Letting out an annoyed huff, Techno mumbled a “Fine” To himself before heading back over to his chair to continue reading.
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Looking around the dark abyss, you let out a shaky sigh, your hands shaking from fear and anxiety that ran through your body. You didn't like the dark, more specifically you didn't like what could be in the dark.
As you stared into the void, you felt your legs start to get cold and wet, making you look down. A gasp left your lips as you saw water rising slowly, it was already up to your knees by now. How did you not notice before?
As you started to panic, a bright light blinded you, causing you to hiss and cover your face on instinct. The light was warm and welcoming, almost like a mothers embrace, or the light glow of the sun during summer. It was nice.
Blinking your eyes a couple times, trying to get used to the sudden bright light, you noticed you were in a field filled with flowers and bees.
“Wow” You breathed out, staring at the bright colors that were totally opposite of what you just saw before. You've never seen something like this before, it was so. . . colorful.
Feeling something brush against your ankles, you looked down curiously to see a black cat rubbing against them, then looking up at you with it's light purple eyes with a meow.
“Why hello there” Crouching down to the cat, you began petting it, feeling it's soft fur with your pale hands, bringing a happy and warm feeling to your chest.
As the cat meowed one more time, it began running away from you and further into the field. “Wait up!” You called out, your legs moving on their own as you chased after the fast cat, who didn't stop at your call.
As you continued to run through the field, you felt the soft blades of grass beneath your bare feet slowly turn into cold hard dirt, the greenery around you from before turning into a dull brown, causing you to slowly come to a stop and look around at your new surroundings.
“What the?” You questioned, turning in a full circle to see no green in sight, only brown. How long did you run for? It only felt like a couple minutes, but the green field was nowhere to be seen.
Hearing a meow behind you, you turned around quickly, your shoulder length hair whipping you in the face. Breath caught in your throat, you stumbled back in surprise. The cat from before was in front of you, laying on the ground covered in blood.
What the hell happened? Just a minute ago it was rubbing up against your ankles, alive and breathing. But now, it was dead in it's own pool of blood, large gashes all over it's small body, eyes wide with fear.
Your breathing picked up, thoughts running through your head as your hands began to shake once more. Your heels hit against something, making you fall onto your back with an oof, making you quickly lean back onto your arms and scooch.
As your breathing picked up again, your arms gave out from underneath you, making you land on your back once again. As you stared up at the once blue sky, you brought your arm up and over your eyes, bringing you into complete darkness.
Your body began to pulse with pain, like you were being stabbed over and over again with a dull sword, making it more painful than a sharp sword. Tears began streaming down your face, your eyes still covered as you let out pained sobs, wanting it to stop.
With one last pained scream, you blacked out, your body twitching from the overbearing pain.
When Phil finds an unknown child covered in blood, in the middle of what used to be a village, what happens? And what's with the weird glowing eyes that the child always sees? How come no one else notices them?
