...The Story of an Orphan ...

...3 POV ...

...Once upon a time in the Dream SMP, a snowy village housed a little girl, about five years old, who had bright ginger hair and two different eye colors: green and purple. She was different from the rest of the village due to her appearance and… unique disabilities. Back when her parents were killed right in front of her, she stopped talking, making her situation worse than it already was at the time. The villagers did not take care of the child because they knew of the legends and didn't want to get killed. She was alone and homeless, though she still stayed, causing her to be bullied by the other children. No matter how hurt or bruised she was, however, she kept smiling, and forgave her godforsaken village. The village mistreated her, left her in the cold, gave her no food and did so much more unspeakable things, but she still had the will to forgive them. ...

...The little girl stayed in a small snowy house that was handmade, but even with shelter, her clothes were all ripped up, so she was always cold. She had a will to survive though, so she quickly grew up, doing things like going to the river to catch some fish and climbed trees to get apples. She had many scars on her hands and feet since she had no shoes or gloves, and was also skinny due to malnutrition, making her very weak and easily worn out. ...

...She always wondered why no one seemed to care for her, and thought about what legend they were so worried about. Then one day, she found out the hard way. The day she was supposed to celebrate her birthday, was the day she met her second worst nightmare. ...

...Or was he?...

...The Day...

...3 POV...

...Today was the day, the day that changed her life for the better- and for the worst. But we won’t get into that now. Today was the day, the day where she met the legend that she thought was only in the myths....

...She woke up that morning with a smile on her face and got ready for her special day. Once she was finished, she got out of her little house and went to the forest to get some apples for her new friend. She had only met the animal a few days ago but it was the only thing she really considered a friend, so she always stopped by to feed it. She climbed on one of the trees that covered the clearing she was at and reached for the apples. She was only able to grab two before she fell off and cut her arm. It hurt a bit but it wasn’t too bad so she moved on quickly and went to the spot where her friend was. She arrived at the spot only to find it was not there, so she went to the pond located in the middle of the empty clearing that was surrounded by big oak trees to wash her hands and apples so as to not get her friend sick....

...Suddenly, she heard a noise somewhere near the bushes and decided it was best to investigate. She was a little scared, thinking it might be a monster or a villager trying to hurt her, but quickly changed from fear to happiness when she saw her friend walking towards her. It was a beautiful brown horse that had white lining down its face, though it was barely seen as it was covered by the full diamond armor it wore on its body. She never once noticed the name tag it clearly had around its neck, too excited to feed it to ever realize. It was only after she fed it the apples and was brushing the horse's hair that she noticed that it had a name. She stopped braiding its hair and read it out loud, “Car- l?” She said it slowly, processing it in her little brain and decided it was best to write it down to really understand it. She sat on the grassy floor and grabbed a nearby stick and wrote the name “Carl” on the ground, smiling with pride as she was able to spell it out. It was a beautiful name, and she quite liked it, and was especially happy to know his gender now so she didn’t have to call him “it” all the time. ...

...She hung out with Carl for a bit more until it got late so she waved goodbye to the horse and started walking back to the village. While walking, she spotted a field full of alliums: her favorite! She smiled and started to pick up the flowers to give as a present to her family. She collected 5 in total since it was a rare flower and rolled up her shirt to make a DIY pocket and carefully put them in there. She got back to the village soon after and went to her home, which stood atop of a little slope that looked over the other little houses in the village. She goes behind it only to find two little gravestones sitting there:...

...her parents. ...

...The names on the gravestones were smudged due to the lack of care it was given for years. She smiled sadly and planted the alliums on each of the stones, making sure her parents got two each. She stood there for a moment just staring at the stones, trying to stay happy but the memories of the day flooded her mind, making a few tears fall down her scruffed up face. ...

...After visiting for what felt like hours, she waved goodbye to her parents and went inside her home. She sits on the cold ground and thinks about how she should treat herself for her birthday. She hadn’t had food for a couple of weeks now so she could go with a loaf of bread in place of a cake. She decided to go outside of town to get the bread though- she already learned her lesson from stealing food located in the village and the inhabitant’s houses....

...She grabbed a few necessities before heading out into the freezing cold, telling herself she needs to do this quickly if she doesn’t want to get frostbite. She wonders why everyone isn’t outside like usual but doesn’t think about it too much as she’s on a mission. She leaves the walls of her little town and looks around the forest in search of any other signs of homes in the area. She finally spots a cabin in the middle of the woods, which is connected into a second cabin through a bridge that’s over a little pond with lily pads. She looked in awe at the sight, going up the stairs to look through any window she could find. ...

...She finally spots a table that has a plate of bread and some other goodies like soup and potatoes on it and decides she will only take the easiest ones to carry. She hops through the window and steals the bread while also pocketing some baked potatoes with it. However, before she could climb out again, she stopped to look around. Is this how a home is supposed to feel like? She wonders, as the little cabin is filled to the brim with chests full of many things she’s sure, and is very...warm. She decided to explore a bit, finding a little room on the top floor that had a king sized bed, a carpet, a very sharp sword, a big fuzzy coat and a shiny gold crown with different colored jewels lining it. This person must be a prince! She thought happily:...

... ...

...She hears people talking outside but ignores it as she’s too busy basking in the warmth to care. She just eats the bread slowly to savor every last bite, since she probably won’t eat for a while afterwards anyways. While eating, she looks to the big bed and wonders how it must feel to sleep on a real bed. She had just been sleeping on the cold hard floor at her home for years, so it was very tempting to just jump on the big mattress and sleep for ages. It won’t hurt to sleep for a couple minutes right?...

...Her childlike wonder gets the best of her and jumps on the bed, feeling the fluffiness and warmth almost immediately. She goes underneath the blankets and basks in the extra warmth, soon getting sleepy and decides it wouldn’t kill to just get a bit of sleep in the warm house. Before she did, however, she looked at the crown that hung with the coat at the corner of the room. The girl slowly exits the bed and heads towards it, touching the gems that lined it carefully with her small hands. She takes the crown soon after and puts it on her head, looking at the mirror on the wall and silently giggles, I look like a princess! She puts the crown back after posing in the mirror for a bit and heads back to the bed only to immediately fall asleep as she was overwhelmed with warmth and… safety. One thought escaped her mind before fully falling asleep; Today was a good birthday. ...

...And, for the first time in years, the child fell asleep with a little grin on her face....

...The King...

...Technoblade POV...

...After coming back from a long adventure with Phil, we decided to head back home since we got 11 totems of undying: more than we first set out for. It was a long trip and Phil and I were pretty beat, plus, I haven’t felt the fabric of my bed for a while, it’s gonna feel so good to fall asleep on a cushion again....

...While we were heading back, we found a little village that we could trade with, so I wrote down the coordinates for future purposes. It reminded me of a distant time where an exact village stood there, but I ignored the feeling as the desire to sleep was overwhelming any other curiosity I had. We will probably head back there anyways, not only to trade but to do… something else as well. ...

... ...

...However, before we left, we noticed that there was a very old looking house on top of a slope that overlooked the village. Why would they have an old run down house like that overlooking the village?...

...Phil seemed to wonder the same thing, so he started heading towards it curiously. I didn’t move though, I just really wanted to head home, but the look Phil gave me told me he was expecting me to follow. I just sighed in defeat, following suit into the aged, old house....

...We went up the hill and to the steps of the house, walking up to find an old creaky door and a mailbox to the left of it. This feels way too familiar for my liking. ...

... ...

...Phil went towards the door and opened it, looking inside the house to check if it wasn’t some sort of trap. Once he stepped further in, I knew the coast was clear and followed after him. I really shouldn’t have expected more from the house, as on the inside there was barely anything, but there was a ripped up blanket and some books. Someone lives in this garbage? I thought, going towards the little book and opening it. Looking inside, there was a drawing of a horse and... a little girl? The drawing of the horse looked exactly like my horse, Carl, but I ignored it, as the concern I felt towards the little girl was bigger. She had ripped clothes and purple/black marks all over her body. Philza also pointed out that she had the same different colored eyes as Ranboo but her hair was ginger instead of black and white. I wonder if she’s? No, no he wouldn’t hurt a fly....

...Not wanting to think about it, I put the book down and left some potatoes in the house for the girl, who I assume lives in this place. We headed back to our horses soon after but before we rode off, I noticed that Carl's hair was braided, and his name was written on the ground. “There’s also footprints?..” Philza pointed out, both of us giving each other concerned glances. We followed the footprints and found it led to both of our houses, getting off the horses quickly to see if an intruder was nearby. Philza ran to his home first and after a while of searching, he came out saying no one was in his, so there was only one left: mine. I entered my home and checked around the main floor, looking in the boat where Edward used to stay. I even checked the box where Tommy used to hide when he had a panic attack, but to no avail, as no one was there. I went downstairs to where all of the villagers were and found they were all unharmed, so I had one last place to check....

...Once I arrived at my room, I saw them. In the sheets of my bed, there was a little ball, seemingly a person inside, though they seemed very small to be a vicious intruder, so I put down the hand that was on the verge of pulling my sword out. ...

...I slowly walked towards the bed and uncovered it slightly to find a beaten up girl shivering in the sheets. I jumped back, immediately putting the blanket back over her so as to not make her cold. Ok stay calm Techno, there’s a literal child in your bed-...

... ...

...I immediately went to Philza since I don’t know how to deal with children. I knocked on his door frantically, the door swinging open immediately and revealing a concerned Phil. “What happened?! Is there an intruder, did you kill them?!-...

...“PHIL THERE’S A CHILD ON MY BED WHAT DO I DO?!” I whisper yell desperately. Phil looked a bit taken aback at my response but quickly went back to his calm state,“Show me.” We go upstairs and I frantically point at my bed, Phil slowly going towards it as I had and uncovered it slightly. His face changes into a soft expression and sighs, “Wake her up in the morning, she looks pretty beat. Let her rest for now”. ...

...I remembered seeing the girl with bruisings and saw the content smile she had on her face, so I nodded my head and went down to the couch. “Goodnight Techno” Phil whispers to me before leaving the house soon after. I smile softly, whispering a goodnight before laying down and getting comfortable in my new spot....

...I close my eyes, thinking about that little girl. “She must have been through a lot”, I silently wondered as I brushed my hand over my own scars, “No child should have those scars.” ...

...And for the first time in ages, he goes to sleep with one emotion on his face: concern....

...The Meeting...

...3 POV...

...The sun rises as a new day approaches, and a new beginning embarks for Technoblade and the little girl. Philza left a note on the counter for Techno, letting him know that he was investigating the village and the background of the kid while he was there. They knew the village had to be some sort of culprit of the girl’s pain, as they clearly remember the drawings they had found in the handmade house that overlooked it. ...

...But most importantly, Phil and Techno both sense a clear resemblance to them, and they once lived in that village. The men couldn’t help but feel a need to protect the child, because who knows, she could be the child they had been seeking to protect. ...

...But enough about that, Techno needs to check on the girl and make sure she’s ok. So he goes upstairs towards his room but stops in his tracks when he hears muffled cries. He peeks his head from the ladder only to find the culprit; there was the little girl, crying and whimpering in her sleep. Poor thing, probably having a nightmare Techno thinks, before he’s pulled out of his trance when he hears a strange language being spoken by the girl. What in the-...

...Techno can’t finish his thought as his brotherly/fatherly mode instantly activates, and he’s immediately crouched down in front of the bed and trying to shake the child awake. It was no use, though, as the girl was in deep sleep, but he couldn’t help but notice her tears seemed to have been burning her face. Ouch, that must hurt. Techno is quick to grab a towel and wrap it around the girl’s eyes, as to hopefully stop the tears from going down her face and giving her more scars than she needs. ...

...During the ordeal, Techno realizes he's hungry and knows that the girl will probably be the same, so he takes one last look at the girl before going downstairs and cooking some baked potatoes. Once he’s down and about to set up his utensils, he sees the note that Phil left and couldn't help but feel a smile spread across his face, the old man is really caring, I’ll give him that. He chuckles to himself, putting the letter in his pocket and starts putting the potatoes in the boiling water. While it boils, he decides it’d be best to multitask, as to get more things done so he can take care of his new companion. He goes outside to feed Carl but ends up zoning out while petting the horse’s mane, becoming lost in thought. She’s so young… What happened to her?-...

...His thoughts are again interrupted, Jesus will I ever be able to finish a single thought, but immediately switches from slight annoyance to concern when he realizes he had heard a thump come from where the little girl was staying. He rushed inside the house to see what happened only to see the poor kid on the floor, shaking in one of the nearest corners from where she had fallen before, towel thrown smack in the middle of the two of them....

...“Woah, what’s wrong?” He asks, a little taken aback at the fear of the girl's face, but quickly changes to relief when the little girl only points to the spider on the bed. Techno chuckles a bit, before chucking the spider from the bed to the wall and throws at least three knives at it and it smashes out of existence. He looked back at the little girl and for a brief second the girl looked astonished, but quickly changed to fearful as she didn’t seem to recognize her surroundings. He notices her panicked breaths, slowly inching closer while cooing at the girl, “Shh it’s ok, I’m not here to hurt you.” Once he gets close enough, he holds his arms out for a hug, the girl eyeing him suspiciously before giving in and throwing herself onto Techno....

...The Child’s POV...

...Who is he? Is he the owner of this home? Will I get hurt again? My head is spinning with questions but soon it all disappears as I see the strange man hold his arms out, seemingly wanting a… hug? He probably noticed my fast breathing, but I still don’t know him, how do I know it’s not a trap? ...

...But before I know it, I give in, and jump into the man's arms. It’s so warm.. is this what comfort feels like? I like it… ...

...We stay in the hug for what felt like hours, before he releases me and we pull back. I notice he is looking at me with concern, but I ignored it as I took in the details of the stranger. He is very tall, though I don’t know exactly how tall he is due to the fact he’s crouching, with long pink hair that reaches his back. It seems to be in a tight braid, so his hair may be longer than it seems. He’s also wearing a white dress shirt with some black pants and boots, his crown and cape hung on the hanger where I had left it. He also had some scars on his face like me, with glasses placed over his crimson-red eyes. ...

...The features that stood out to me the most, though, were the tusks on his face that seemed to come out of his snout, and the little pig ears that stuck out of his pink hair that always twitched ever so slightly at the slightest signs of movement or noise. I giggled slightly and a temptation arose in me: Must. Touch. The. Pig. Ears. Instead, however, I ignored my inner child and just smiled at him as a thank you for the hug. He gave a small smile back before quickly moving onto the questioning....

...3 POV...

...“For starters, we should introduce ourselves. As a gentleman should, I’ll let the ladies go first. What’s your name, princess?”...

...She smiles softly at the newly given nickname, before her face twisted into confusion, *What was my name?*...

... ...

...Techno seemed to have sensed the tension that had just arisen in the room, so he quickly gave her an offer, ...

...“I can give you a name if you like? Only if you want of course.”...

...Seems like that was the right intervention, as the girl beamed and nodded vigorously....

...He smiled fondly at her and thought for a second before he felt a little tug on his shirt....

...He looks down and sees the girl pointing her little finger towards him....

...He looked confused at first, until it dawned on him, “Can you speak?”...

...The girl shakes her head and points at him again....

...He becomes more confused, tilting his head slightly to the right, “What is it?”...

...The little girl just gives a patient look to the hybrid, using her finger to trace the word ‘name’ on the floor with a question mark at the end....

...His mouth opens in an ‘o’ formation as he quickly answers, “Right sorry, my name's Technoblade.”...

...Suddenly, he realizes he’s known by many as a fierce blood god and orphan obliterator, so she’s bound to have heard of him, Techno quietly hoping she wouldn’t get scared of him....

...However, she is just the opposite, as she happily claps her hands at the newfound information....

...He just smiles more but slightly chuckles as he hears the girl’s stomach rumble, her face turning a bright red. “Oh right! I made you this a while ago, you can eat it now if you like.”...

...He grabs her by the hand and slowly leads her to the kitchen where the baked potatoes were placed, making sure they were cool enough to be eaten. Once he confirmed it was safe, he gave it to her and she smiled widely, grabbing it excitedly before digging in....

...While she’s eating, he can’t help but look at her arms that are lined with black and blue marks and uses this opportunity to ask the one question that has been trapped in his mind, “Who hurt you?”...

...The girl stopped eating and hesitantly looked up at the hybrid, fear clear in her movements....

...“ Hey, don't worry, I just want to know. I’m here to help” he reassures softly, and the girl smiles at that, using her finger again to spell out the word ‘village’....

...Technos face quickly changes from reassurance to anger, knowing the new information about the village he was about to trade with. He noticed the flinch the girl gave, however, and quickly softened his expression, “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you. I just… I’ll be right back”...

...She nods slowly and watches as he leaves her alone on the main floor. ...

...Techno goes downstairs into the basement and grabs a piece of paper from one of the many chests he owns, writing a quick message to Phil....

...He goes outside and spots the crow he was looking for, attaching the note to its feet and sending it off. ...

...*Better hurry Phil, we have a village to raid.*...

...The Raid...

...3 POV...

...The crow flies as fast as it could across the blue skies knowing that this note was important. The crow, also known as chat, had seen the child and Techno through the conveniently placed window, deciding to do its part and get this message to Phil as fast as its tiny wings would let it. Soon, Chat sees Philza's iconic green and white hat and decides to land on his shoulder. Philza looked at the crow in confusion, wondering what his chat might want now, until he saw that there was a message attached to its claw. He delicately takes it and bids the bird a goodbye with a formal nod, informing the other it was allowed to leave. The little crow nodded back, taking to the skies once again back to Techno’s place where it would try and get more info on the child....

...Phil opens the letter and briefly reads over it, sighing as he got on his horse and headed back to his home to try and talk sense into his eldest child. ...

...Technoblade POV...

...I kept glancing at the window when finally I found Phil riding his horse towards the stables, a grin taking over my features. I quickly change it into a soft smile when I look at the child in front of me so as to not scare her, briefly standing up and heading towards the exit. “I'll be right back, just stay here, alright?” The little girl tilted her head to the side when I first got up but just smiled back and nodded when hearing my explanation. I could tell she was bored so I removed my crown and set it on top of her ginger hair, “Here, you can play with it until I get back.” She practically beams at me and immediately goes to play with it, a sign that I was able to head out. I smile once more and go outside to meet Phil, the smile slowly fading into a snarky grin. Phil raised an eyebrow at me and put his hands on his hips, “Techno I know what you're thinking, but let’s be reasonable here-” “Reasonable?! That village hurt her, a kid for crying out loud! And you’re telling ME to be-”...

...Phil cuts me off by adding, “Yeah I found that out too, and that’s not even the worst of it-”...

... I wasn’t able to hear him finish, however, as the voices started screaming in my head again, making Phil’s simple words turn into white noise compared to the yelling demand of blood. “BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD” “KILL THE VILLAGE” “PROTECT”, they said, and this time, I wasn’t going to hold back. My vision goes completely red, but I’m able to conjure up one last statement before I left Phil alone out in the snow, “Stay here with her, I’ll be right back.”...

...I grab Carl from his stable and jump onto his back, a sickening grin plastering on my face as I headed towards the village....

...3 POV...

...Phil watched as Techno rode off in the direction of the village, sighing in defeat as he knew he couldn’t do anything against the voices, “They took over again...” Phil wiped his hands over his eyes tiredly, moving to go into the house only to find the little girl dressed in Techno’s coat and crown. Phil softly smiles at the sight while his ears are filled with the girl's giggles. Maybe this wouldn’t be as bad as he thought....

...Phil POV...

...While I watched the girl spin in my son's old cloak, all I could think about was how Techno’s eyes were crimson red, something I hoped to never see again. His eyes were only ever like that once before, and it didn’t end well. I just closed my eyes at the thought, wanting to forget about it and softly whisper a “Be safe son” before returning to watching over the little girl....

...Techno POV...

...I was stuck in my own mind while riding Carl, the voices being more strife than usual today. They were apparently as mad as I was about the discovery, full of vengeance and spite when yelling the words “BLOOD”, “BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD”, and “KILL”. Usually I would ignore them but the situation deemed it appropriate for the voices to take over this one time. They did so much shit to a poor innocent girl, she’s so young! They deserve all the shit that’s gonna go down today, and no mercy will be shown upon the people who just watched....

...3 POV...

...Techno arrived at the village soon after with eyes as red as blood that glowed as bright as the morning star. Techno hops off of Carl and ties him to the fence in order to protect him and unsheathes his maxed out netherite sword. Only the best for the best Techno thinks sarcastically as he puts away his armor. He knew this village was weak and probably wasn’t expecting an attack, so he didn’t need it anyways, only equipping a shield just in case anyone stupid decided to fight back....

...He went into every single house and made sure he killed everyone on sight, from men to women to children. Everyone was a bystander to the injustice that took place here, so no one deserves mercy. ...

...After killing everyone and everything, he decided to send it off with a finishing touch, a bomb. Learning from his twin brother Wilbur, he had made a few stacks of TNT and placed them in every spec of the village until practically everything was covered. He gets a match and a lighter out, heading to the first TNT block before lighting it aflame. He watched as he lost control and the match dropped out of his hands willingly, the TNT sparking in an instant and blowing up the first house until that sparked the other ones to go off as well. ...

...Everything in its path was blown up, leaving Techno slightly hurt but that didn’t stop a satisfied grin from taking over his features. He gets on Carl and puts bags of loot he decided to take with him on where he would sit, and walks back to his home with the blood of hundreds of souls on his hands. The voices were pleased and Techno was happy that the village was gone, a peace coming over him as he now knew nothing could hurt the child anymore. He takes his time going through the forest, enjoying the scenery and peace that had taken over him as he wiped the blood off his sword. That peace was immediately interrupted when he heard a crunch come from behind him, quickly turning to the source and making eye contact with the one person he hoped to never see again. “Techno, long time no see. Did you miss me?”...

...The mask and the boy...

...Chapter 6...

...3 POV...

...Techno immediately turns and takes out his sword, pointing it at the shadowy figure’s neck. The figure comes out of the darkness only to reveal a smiley mask, tilting his head as if he’s confused. “Is this how you treat an old friend, Techno? And I thought you changed.” Techno huffed and slowly put down his sword, scowling at the masked man. He had a green hoodie over his head, bits of blonde hair peeking from above. Black ripped jeans lined his legs and he wore...

...black boots on his feet. And of course, he had that stupid smiling mask that haunts Techno and his family to this day. ...

...“What do you want, Dream?” Techno asks after a small silence between the two, putting his sword away at the same time. “I just want to know why you burnt that village over there, it's not like you to do arson for no reason” Dream responded after a moment, his smiley mask glaring daggers into Techno’s soul, “So who’d you do it for?”...

...“Just a bad trade that’s all” Techno responds nonchalantly, keeping his face straight so as to not cause suspicion.“A bad trade that led to a massacre of hundreds of innocent people?” ...

...Techno scowls at his last two words, They hurt a fucking child, they were in no way innocent. Techno just turns around to face the burning village, shrugging “Never underestimate the blood god.” ...

...Techno grabs Carl’s leash and walks away, releasing a breath he didn’t realize he was holding in. Dreams just stares at him as he walks away, turning back to the village after his silhouette disappeared into the forest. “Well, that’s one less problem to worry about….now let’s go find the body.” He says, laughing maniacally while taking out an old picture of Tubbo and Ranboo holding a ginger haired baby. ...

...Phil POV...

...I can tell the kid got bored of playing with Techno’s coat and crown, as she hurried over to me and put it on the table that is next to me. As quickly as she came, she left, going to the corner of the room and wrapping her arms around herself. While looking at her, I noticed that her clothes were pretty torn and burnt, so I decided to ask her the obvious; “Would you like to have some new clothes?”...

...Not to my surprise, she nods excitedly and smiles....

...I smile back and go into my house to check if I still kept my son’s baby clothes, only to find them all in a hidden chest underneath my bed. Techno and Tommy would kill me if they found out I still kept their clothes and baby pictures, so I opted to hide them so they’d never find out. ...

...After looking for a while, I found one of Techno’s old outfits that might suit the kid, so I closed the chest and headed back to Techno’s house. I enter the room we were in and find her looking at Edward, smiling until it turns to confusion, noticing Edward speaking and the kid nodding and smiling at him. Does she understand him? But that can’t be, there’s only one person I know who can do that- ...

...“Here you go” I say, interrupting my thoughts and quickly handing over the clothes....

...She beams and grabs the clothes gently, Poor thing probably never got new ones in a while....

...Little girl POV...

...I grabbed the clothes from the man and looked up at him. What a strange man, I wonder who he is and why he’s so… nice. I don’t trust him… not yet anyways. I want Techie. My expression saddened thinking about Techno, but I quickly got over it as the man patted my head and I melted into the touch. I opened my eyes half way and observed the man again. He has bright blonde hair that almost reaches his shoulders, and on top sits a green and white striped bucket hat. He also wears a black robe with a samurai type suit on the inside, a green that is as dark as the trees in the forest. On his feet were black sandals, and looking at his face, I saw eyes as blue as the ocean. I think I can trust him for now, I think to myself, holding the clothes tight and nodding at him as a sign that I’m ok....

...Third POV...

...After getting confirmation that the girl was ok, she looked around, seemingly trying to find the bathroom....

...“Little one, the bathroom is downstairs” Phil informed her, pointing towards the ladder that heads there. She nodded a quick thanks and quickly climbed down the ladders. Once she arrived at her destination, she was about to change until she heard some noises coming from beneath her. She looked around confused, noticing a trap door towards the left end side of the room. She slowly goes over to it and takes a deep breath, preparing for the worst. She quickly opens it and peeks in a bit, not noticing the specks of blonde hair that passed by. She goes down the ladder to investigate, only to find a boy with dirty blonde hair huddling in a corner. His hair reached to his shoulders, like Phil’s, she notices, and wears a green bandana around his neck. He is also wearing a torn red and white shirt, in the same condition as the girl’s old clothes, with light brown pants and white and red shoes. In the corner of the room he is holding stacks of gapples and golden carrots, putting some into a makeshift chest that she assumes he made himself. ...

...The girl walks a little closer to him but stops as the floor creaks and scares the boy, making him flinch and turn towards her. He notices the girl and his fear stricken face turns into confusion, but the little girl doesn’t notice as she inspects him closely. The boy seems to have had bright blue eyes before, maybe like Phils, but now they are a dark grey, no emotion in them whatsoever. On his face he has a bunch of old scars, one down his eye, a big one on his forehead, and a scar that leads seemingly down his neck, though the bandana is covering it so she couldn’t see it all that well. As she finishes her inspection, she notices that the boy had pulled out a netherite axe and was pointed at her neck. The little girl jumps and backs away, tears starting to go down her eyes, red marks appearing under them. She was in so much pain that she began to scream, quickly trying to wipe the tears away. The boy startles and immediately puts away his axe to help the poor child....

...“Hey hey it’s ok, I won’t hurt you” the boy assures, putting his hands over her eyes to stop the pain her tears bring her....

...The girl opens her eyes and sees the softness in his features, calming down a bit....

...“See I’m a good guy” he gently smiles at her and wipes the last tear away from her face, the girl looking back and nodding her head with a small smile....

...Suddenly, a boom is heard from above and the trapdoor opens quickly, revealing a worried Phil....

...“Kid?! What’s going on?!” He says while jumping down the ladder, only to see the girl with red puffy eyes in front of a familiar blonde- haired boy....

...“TOMMY WHAT DID YOU DO??” He yelled after seeing the tear streaks on the little girl’s face, smacking him on the back of the head gently so as to not hurt his son....

...“WHAT THE HELL PHIL” Tommy yells, swatting Phil’s hand away. ...

...“WHAT DO YOU MEAN ‘WHAT THE HELL’, WHY IS SHE CRYING?” Phil yells back, noticing the flinch that comes from his son and sighs, softening up so as to not give him any unwanted flashbacks....

...“I might have pointed an axe at her….” Tommy admits, taking out a gapple and giving it to the girl as a way of saying sorry. The girl smiles brightly and takes the apple, eating it slowly to cherish each bite....

...“Why would you do that? She’s a child! Like you! And is that Techno’s gapples?!” Philza scolds gently, grabbing the remaining gapples from Tommy’s hand....

...Tommy was going to protest but stopped when he noticed something wrong. ...

...“Hey kid, you alright?”...

...Little girl’s POV...

...Everything is getting quieter and I can hear my own thoughts again. I look up at the blonde- haired boy, who I assume his name is Tommy, and the blonde- haired man, Phil. Tommy has asked me a question but I couldn’t respond, as everything was getting dizzy around me. A ringing started to fill my ears and I covered them, trying to stop the unbearable sound. I feel hands on my shoulders and slowly look up to see grey eyes staring back worriedly, black spots dancing around my eyes. He picks me up and holds me to his chest, his mouth moving but no words coming out of them. I grab his shirt tightly and close my eyes, letting the darkness consume my vision. ...