The Freedom I Wanted {Dream Smp x Minecraft Diaries Crossover}

XVIII. Promises

(No, it's no a living raccoon in the picture)

Grian jumped out of the boat after docking it by an island. They weren't in Mystreet yet, but they needed a place to stay for the night.

"We can stay here. This is an empty island in the middle of nowhere, we shouldn't get bothered," He explained to Ranboo, who was getting out of the boat.

"Yes! We're in the middle of nowhere!"

"You're here again?" Grian tilted his head. "What about the other one?" He inquired.

Ranboo looked confused, "What other one?" He asked. He didn't know others than the one in the darkness.

"There was someone following me before you appeared. I don't know anything about them, but I'm pretty sure they're still here," Grian said and glanced around. "Oh," Ranboo mumbled.

"You mean ……?" The one in the darkness asked. Their voice cracked in a sick way as they said the others name. It was like they weren't meant to say it out loud.

"I'm still here too"

"So, there's two of you..?" Ranboo asked carefully. He hadn't been aware of the second one.

"Yep, me and that thing"

"I'm still pretty sure that I was the favorite"

"Hush, that's bullshit"

"And you still can't tell us your names?" Grian inquired and set down his shulker box on the grass.

"We can't do that"

"Only the time will tell"

"Can't you at least tell us how old are you?" Grian asked. He was kinda curious about the two.

"I was 16 when I died. Now I'm over 1000 years old"

"I was 9 and I died the same day"

"You're both just children?" Ranboo whispered. He couldn't imagine the pain their parents had gone through. He was a parent himself and couldn't even imagine Michael getting hurt.

Grian had frozen too. He knew how it felt to lose a child, even if Tommy hadn't been his own child. But Tommy had always felt like his son, even if he had been just 11 years older than him.

"We have been lost for centuries. We're not really children anymore, even if our physical forms are children's bodies"

"I have seen ghosts.. They can't stay invisible for long. How are you doing it?" Grian pointed out. He was Watcher, he had seen everything.

"We aren't invisible. You just aren't looking at us"

Grian and Ranboo looked at each other before looking around. There was no living creatures around them. They had no idea where they were.

"Why are you two with us?" Grian asked, tilting his head.

"We're here to help you two. You have an important mission, which can change everything. We have to help you"

"And you can't tell us more?" Grian glanced around. He was still trying to find them. It was really frustrating. He was a Watcher, Watcher saw everything.

"We could tell you everything, but that wouldn't be a good idea"

Grian sighed. He looked at Ranboo. "Let's set up a camp and ignore those two since they apparently can't do anything useful," He grinned.