I've been sitting on this shifterbur au for a good minute, why not bring it out for the election
Wilbur cornered Dream at the top of the cliff, the sun glinting off of the infamous porcelain smile.
"It's over Dream, we've found you." The piglin hybrid slowly approached the self-named god. However, the smile underneath the mask never fell and his grip on Tommy didn't lessen.
"Yes, you have." Dream let out a laugh. "But everything is going as planned, Wilbur Soot."
Wilbur's steps faltered.
"What do you mean," Wilbur said, seemingly unfazed, but internally panicking. Out of his peripheral, he could see Sam approach, along with Tubbo and the tall one.
"I mean, you didn't really think you could "catch me" that easily, did you?" Dream laughed out. "No, everything I want is falling into place."
Wilbur could feel the presence of more people behind him. He risked a glance. Standing in front of the trees behind him, there stood Niki, Jack, Sam, Tubbo, the tall one (Raymond was it?), Punz, Sapnap, a golden man, a woman he didn't recognize, Eret, George, and Karl Jacobs.
"It looks like I'll have a crowd as well, just as I hoped" Wilbur's head snapped back forward, remembering the situation at hand. He took a few steps forward, keeping an eye on his brother being held in Dreams grip.
"Let go of my brother you fuck." Wilbur hissed, growing impatient.
"You care a lot about your family, don't you Wilbur." It wasn't a question. "You know, I used to think nothing of it. Family is important to a lot of people, I assumed you were one of them."
"What the fuck does-" Tommy started but got cut off by the knife getting closer to his throat.
"Be quiet if you know what's good for you." Dream spoke, almost sweetly. "Now, where were we, ah yes. You." Dream locked eyes with the piglin hybrid before him. "You, Wilbur Soot, are one fascinating man. You are the only one, on this server, who has never worn iron armor. I thought nothing of it. I thought that maybe it was even a piglin thing. But more.... things began to add to the enigma that you are. But I think the biggest is your appearance.”
Wilbur was scared. He felt he knew what was coming, but he couldn't let that show. He had to keep appearances. "What are you talking about," He let out, a little too forcefully.
"Oh, you know full well what I'm talking about, but the people behind you don't." Dream said with a smile in his voice. “I know what you are.”
Wilbur forced out a scoff, “Of course you do, Techno’s my twin.”
“Be both know that isn’t true, Wilbur.” Dream stated, sickenly sweet. “But I’m getting too excited, let's start at the beginning, shall we? When you, your son, and Tommy arrived at this server. You told everyone you were a piglin hybrid, and we all believed it because you looked the part. then the months go by, and you start to look less and less like a piglin, and more like a human. Save for the pointed ears and occasional red eyes of course. And when your apparent twin joined the server, you didn't even look like the same species. But no one noticed or pointed it out. And then you died, blew your nation to smithereens, with my help of course. And while you were gone, I did my research. I wanted to know what you were. And then I did. I was almost certain I knew what you were. Then, I got put in prison, but that was just a minor setback. I knew what you were, now all I needed was to bring you back. I needed to get oh little Ghostbur in my cell, and luckily, Tommy led him straight to me." Tommy shifted in Dreams grip. "And now, here you are, here I am, and here's the rest of the server. Well, a good portion of it at least."
Wilbur had kept his composure throughout the whole story. He was absolutely terrified of what came next. "Why are you doing this," he breathed out. "What possible benefits could you gain from doing this."
"You and your little family ruined my life, I'm only returning the favor." He stated with a sneer. And with that, Dream threw Tommy off the cliff.
“TOMMY” without thinking, Wilbur ran and dove after his little brother. He could feel his body morph and change shape.
“Gather round boys and girls, watch as the infamous Wilbur Soot unravels his web of lies.” Dream laughed hysterically as the present members of the server ran to watch the two brothers fall to there presumed death. But they were met with nothing.
“Where did they-” Ranboo began, but was distracted. Out of the corner of their eye, they saw something flying through the sky. Then there was a loud gust of air from behind the group. Heads turned to look for the source of the sound. Several of the heads let out gasps.
Standing before them was Wilbur Soot, revived ex-president and supposed piglin twin, holding his unconscious brother, with a large set of burning crimson wings adorning his back. The tips of his wings were burning, filling the air with the smell of fire.
“What the fuck are you.” Wilbur heard one of the people say, but was too distracted by his rushing mind, his eyes never leaving the 17 year old in his arms.
Get out, danger
Hurt family
Get out
Find fundy
Get out
Twin
GET OUT
His head shot up, looking at the faces staring at him. He watched as his once friends, a long time ago, looked at him with both disgust and fear.
“Well isn’t it obvious? He’s a shapeshifter.” The green man scoffed. “And I’ll bet his son is aswell.” Dream smiled when he saw the fear in Wilburs eyes.
Wilbur extended his wings and in a blink, he was gone.