Last Life (Part one to Revival)

Lava Pop

(Based on another tik tok! All credits for this idea go to @hattierollsdice on tik tok, if you enjoy please go and follow them! The story is based on head canons they mention in that video and I thought it would be a cool idea. I asked for permission if I could do this and they go ahead so I do have permission :) enjoy!

ngl I forgot about this- its been in my drafts for ages LMAO- I cant remember where I was even going with this- I cant remember the head canons either so this is um- this-)

Lava pops echo throughout the Pandora's Vault, sound weaving in and out of prison cell bars until it eventually stops. The cold obsidian cell held two boys captive, one of them being Dream. Dream had been in prison for a few months now only occasionally getting visits from close friends. BadBoyHalo and Sapnap are the closest friends he knew that visited. Not even George visited.

Another boy stood tall in front of the lava wall, staring deeply into it. His expression showing no sign of emotion. He just wanted to leave. The boys face was covered in scars and dried up blood from past fights he failed to win. His hair was a dirty blonde and messy, isolated strands falling in front of his face. He hadn't had a haircut in a while. His white and red sleeves shirt was also dirty and covered in dust and cobwebs. The boys fists were bruised and battered, scarring his knuckles in past attempts to break out of the closed space.

"Tommy, Sam isn't letting you out yet." Dream says, his broken mask covering only half his face. Tommy lowers his head in disbelief. He didn't want to face the harsh truth. With a short sigh, he turns to face Dream.

"I'll be out of here soon." He says with determination tracing his shaky voice.

"Oh come on Tommy, it's not like you've not been stuck with me before." Tommy chuckles without realizing what he had meant.

Sam's name was occasionally appearing beyond the glowing, flaring lava, derailing Tommy every time it showed up. Sam was probably fixing the security issue which only occurred eight days ago. If felt so much longer than that. The lava pops only got bigger, Tommy turns around and immediately gets hit with a pop, he shrieks and tumbles back, holding the blistering burn the lava had done. Dream can only watch.

"I did warn you multiple times to back away and did you listen?" Dream says in a mocking tone.

Tommy was sat on the floor with his eyes glued shut and watering. His red bandana slowly falling off from around his neck, he fixes it, revealing the damage hidden behind his hand. The bandana was a dark red colour with a white pattern laced around the edge with a tight knot at the back. The explosions from above were getting louder and definitely more frequent Tommy thought, but he was learning to ignore them the more they happened. They still weren't sure who was doing it, or that's what Sam says. Is Sam even trustworthy of being a warden anymore? Dream smiles as the TNT goes off, it's clear he knows exactly who it is, yet doesn't say anything. Instead, the man keeps his face proud and puts on his sad face.

"Sam better hurry up or I might literally go insane." One, two, three more punches at the harsh, rough obsidian walls and another sharp inhale through gritted teeth, "How long does it take to fix a security issue oh my fucking god." Tommy slams his back against the wall, leaning against it.

"Oh you're going insane are you? Pathetic." Dream shuts his eyes and tries to block out the noise of the constant echo throughout the prison and lets out a sigh.

"I was supposed to never see you again and now.. I- I couldn't even get the thing came for," Tommy could hear himself getting louder, "I can't even get the closure I was after."

The room fell silent for a good few seconds. "Well, I think you being here has been the best few days I've had here."

"Shut up you sick bastard." Quiet chuckles echo in the tight space around him. 

"Mm. You've not even been in here that long. Be patient." His sickly smile almost seems genuine. But not in a good way. He's planning something. Something not good.

"Patient?! You're the one who said you'd revive Wilbur if they didn't let you out. Never mind 'be patient' you sick fuck." He yells over the lava pops that seemed to have died down since the yelling.

"Yeah?"

"Fuck you. Seriously, fuck you."

"What do you want me to say? Language?" BadBoyHalo. Dream starts to wonder why he never visited either.

"Shut-" His eyes dart over to the orange abyss the lave was, "SAM! SAM LET ME OUT!" It disappears again. Is Sam supposed to be tormenting him?

"He's not letting you out."

"Shut up." He punches him lightly before being hit back, harder. "Ow. Don't you fuckin-" Another hit. And another.

"God you're so fucking annoying. You were never good for this place." More hits, time passes by.

"STOP, STOP IT I'M ON TWO HEARTS!" Dream stops, looking at his bloody fists. His heavy breathing is drowning out Tommy's meaningless words and shaky voice, "YOU FUCKING, MONSTER!"

"Say that again I dare you."

"What are you gonna kill me? Oh yeah, you can't, without me your server is boring, nothing happens without me there, NONONO WAIT!" Dreams fists come close to meeting his bruised face, he watches as blood drip from his hairline. His bloody nose distracting him from the conversation. Tommy wipes his nose with the back of his hand and continues to talk, "Listen to me Dream. Listen to me alright? You deserved this. You had it coming from the start, okay? Just fuckin' admit it. You aren't gonna kill me you said it yourself. You aren't getting out of here. At all. You're a monster Dream."

"Ooh am I." Sarcasm sounds under the layers of his harsh voice, "Tommy you don't do anything special for this server, the only reason you're alive right now is to keep attachment. I told you that before. God if only I killed Tubbo right when I had the chance, I could have had YOU in here Tommy, and god I'm gonna escape this dreary fucking cell just you wait."

"How are you going to get out Dream. Hm? Tell me that."

"Well I'm not gonna tell you exactly but it may involve a certain someone who may owe me a favour, may not."

"What favo- Technoblade," Tommy mimes under his breath, shaking.

"You're not gonna kill me though, I have the revive book, remember?" A grin tugs at the corner of Dreams lips.

"That shouldn't even be allowed. YOU SHOULDN'T FUCKING BE ALIVE! I'm fine with Ghostbur staying, we don't need Will back. Jshlatt is dead, I've seen is grave, his corpse is there okay? I-"

"Why don't you go and see him then."

"NO, NO, NO, DREAM-"  His fists meet Tommy's face, his final punch was enough to knock him unconscious. Suddenly everything goes quiet. Peace was there, for a short while before hearing someone screaming his name from across the lava, the wall locking them in finally broke.

"DREAM! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO!" The lava drops slowly, revealing the man behind slaughter to the warden. Dream laughs manically. He doesn't care. His laugh echoes.

"Don't worry Sam. He's at peace. He needed peace, since exile. He was going to do it himself anyway." Sam's face suddenly drops.

"He.. what?"

"Y'know that, tall, wooden tower he had built during exile, before he went to Techno's? He was gonna do it then. He's at peace now Sam." His smile was evil but Sam knew he wasn't lying.

"That doesn't mean you can- you're sick."

"That's what he said, look at him now." He laughs more, and more, and more, the lava drops.

"You're not getting any more visitors, no food for a week. You don't deserve it."

"But- George?"

"Not even George Dream. He wasn't going to visit anyway."

Dream exhales. He wasn't happy with the outcome of Tommy's final hours with him. But I guess he deserves it right?

(mmmmmm long chapter pog)