3rd World (BNHA/MHA x DSMP AU)

8

"Did you just try to kill Philza?"

Dream scoffed. "If Phil had died, we would have all been dead." His eyes glowed a bright green and the air around him immediately became ionized.

"Shut up Tommy", Sapnap sneered at him.

"Yeah, shut up you child", George added.

"You're a child too now, Gogy", Tommy snapped at him.

"Uh...". Ranboo couldn't find a chance to intercept.

"Hey, Tommy. Maybe we should..." Tubbo gave up within seconds, turning to Wilbur and hissing, "Do something."

Wilbur shrugged and Tubbo growled at him.

Tommy gave Dream the death glare and raised his voice. "Oh, do you want to fight, you f*cking homeless green son of a b*tch! Do you want to fight?! I'll fight-!"

"Shut up", Techno grumbled.

Everyone immediately shut up.

"Finally", Dream muttered underneath his breath.

Techno stood up straight and opened an empty blood vial, controlling the nearby blood to enter. "Tubbo", he commanded.

"Yeah?"

"Honey."

"Huh? Oh right."

Tubbo hurried to Philza's side, digging his sharp nails into his palm as his blood gushed out into a jar that Ranboo had prepared. As it gushed out, the blood took on a transformation, turning from crimson to a golden yellow colour and thickening into a syrup. A good amount came out before Tubbo, pale faced and panting, willed the transformation to quicken and closed up his wound, leaving behind a golden scab which quickly disintegrated, revealing fresh new skin. Ranboo, now holding the jar, carefully added the medicine onto Phil's neck, handing the jar to Tommy who applied some onto Techno's wounds.

"Sorry", Techno told Tommy.

"Oh it's fine Techno", Tommy replied hurriedly, sneaking a poisonous glance at Dream who seemed to be conversing with a wildly protesting man that seemed to be all skin and bones and nothing more, except for maybe old even though there wasn't a single gray hair or wrinkle to be seen. Wait a minute. Ranboo noticed the baggy, cut-up clothes that he wore and the jagged bright blonde hair on his head. Was that All Might? What had happened?

"Eh?" Tommy held the jar up to the light. "Why is there still so much left?" Half of the jar was still filled with Tubbo's honey.

"Oh that's for the heroes. They're kind of important, you know."

"Ah." Ranboo suddenly realized, "Aren't they all teachers at Japan's most prestigious superhero academy? People are probably going to be weirded out if they all appear half-dead."

George had snatched the honey jar from Tommy and presented it to Dream who turned to Ranboo who was awkwardly staring into space.

"You might want to get that other hero back from that island."

"Oh yeah."

Ranboo shut his eyes and concentrated. Finally, he appeared on a rocky shore, the waves crashing against his legs. He tugged at his mask nervously and after a few minutes, he found the X he had scratched into a rock. The lady was gone.

"This is fine", Ranboo said to the emptiness, sarcasm dripping.

He heard a whistling sound and teleported away from a whip. Barely. Pinpointing the growling hero, who was screaming profanities at his face, he teleported beside her, quickly placing a hand on her shoulder, and returned to the arena at U.A..

*****

Dream smiled at the scene in front of him. He couldn't resist grinning at the defeated looks that the heroes were giving them before temporarily sealing the canon Dream within him.

Sapnap and George were at his right and left. Unlike Dream, they were chatting and joking around. George was giggling at some joke that Sapnap had just made.

Rolling his eyes, Dream looked at the heroes who were now huddled together, blood chains wrapped around their arms and legs. He had wanted to find the quirk-cancelling cuffs as well but they were nowhere in the area.

"So", he began, keeping his body relaxed and head high to show that he was in power. "What do you guys think about us now?"

There was silence and Dream noticed the mouse man chattering nervously. So Wilbur succeeded, that sly b*stard. Who knew that it'd be that easy to poison the rat's tea. Well, to be fair, they didn't use physical poison. Rather, Wilbur had imbued a command into the rat's mind so that he'd return to being a stupid animal once he drank enough of his tea. Now devoid of their intellectual leader, the heroes were silent, without any schemes or any other ideas. They had all been brutally defeated, and by only one-ninth of their party at that.

Speaking of schemes, the video is probably airing right about now., Dream thought to himself.

"What do you want, villains?" All Might spoke up.

Dream nearly let out canon Dream again. Who knew that Japan's number one hero was in such a sorry state? He coughed to calm himself. "One, we're not villains. Two, how about we do a little trade?"

"What trade?", Aizawa (Eraser Head) asked.

Dream held up three fingers, "You people grant me three wishes, and I'll answer three of your questions to the best of my ability. Does that sound fair?"

Of course it wasn't. First of all, he was in a definite position of power, and second of all, he could lie to them with the questions. But the heroes didn't have a choice. Did they?

Dream noticed their hesitation and added, "My requests won't endanger other people. As I said, I'm- we're not villains." He corrected himself quickly, quietly berating the canon Dream within him; it was about them now, not just him. Thankfully the heroes didn't seem to notice his slip up and looked between themselves, whispering. Dream pretended to not hear them.

After a while, All Might finally replied, "Fine."

Dream nodded, expressing his happiness freely. "I'll go first then. Number one, none of you will reveal what happened here today. I got rid of the cameras in the place as well, so that shouldn't be too hard for you people. Number two, none of you will question our past or attempt to figure out where we came from or what we used to do. Basically, anything pertaining to our identity, leave it alone, and don't let anyone else get too curious either. Number three..." Dream paused before continuing. "Number three, create identities for us so we can finally get an actual house and maybe send the annoying people to school."

"That's it?", Midnight questioned, a blush appearing on her cheeks. "Don't you want something more?" Her voice was highly suggestive.

Dream noticed a pink mist escaping her body and zapped her, causing her to yelp.

"Don't make me hurt you. I don't want to be a bad person if I can help it," he warned her. In reply to her question, he answered, "I would ask for money but we have enough of that already so yeah. That's it. Questions now? You guys could not ask any as well, but that'd be kind of unfair."

The heroes turned to discuss. Dream tapped his fingers against the side of his thigh in impatience. When they finally finished, All Might seemed to be their representative.

"Which side are you on?"

"My side", Dream replied after a bit of thought.

"What do you mean by that?"

Dream smirked at All Might. "That'll be two questions if I answer that, you know."

All Might flinched and Present Mic took over. "We take that one back. Instead, our question will be, What does your group plan on doing now?"

Dream frowned at him. "You know, you people are asking a bunch of questions that I would normally just give to people for free." After a silence he added, "Should I answer that one?"

They all collectively shook their heads, turning around to discuss once more.

Aizawa was the spokesman this time. "Pardon me for neglecting one of your requests from earlier but can you tell us where you all came from?"