Untold

Chapter Sixteen || An Offer

(No pov)
!!Blood, fighting, swearing!!

Dream cackled, like actually, cackled. Wilbur took a step back in horror, Dream was Shift?

"Wh-what..." Wilbur said in disbelief, Dream grinned before taking something out of his pocket and throwing it at Wilbur.

Wilbur was too shocked to move, everyone watch in horror as it landed at the base of his neck. He suddenly felt a sharp pain and clutched his neck, he fell to the ground and cried out as his throat was ripping itself apart-

"Oh... come here birdie." Dream said sweetly, against Wilbur's will, his legs made him stand up and walk over to Dream, horror and fear was clear in his eyes.

Dream stepped down from the dais and met Wilbur halfway, Wilbur watched in horror as Dream raised a hand to his scarred cheek and lightly caressed it. Wilbur wanted to believe the pity and guilt in Dream's neon eyes, but he couldn't. His body wouldn't let him.

"Oh honey, I'm sorry I hurt you." Dream spoke softly, as if Wilbur was made of glass. "Everyone has consequences for using their power, I'm sorry you got caught in mine." He spoke gently, Wilbur loved that tone. But he couldn't help but hate it now.

"Oh, sorry, you are released." Dream commanded softly, Wilbur coughed and crumpled to the floor from the pain of the strange device on his neck, Dream followed him to the ground and pulled him into his arms.

Wilbur hated how his arms were still warm, he hated how soft they were, he hated how it comforted him. Blood filled his mouth as Dream rubbed his back and whispered gentle reassurances and glared at the other heroes.

"Let it do it's work, darling, it'll be okay." He whispered softly, Wilbur couldn't help but have tears leave his eyes. How could Dream do this? How could he betray Wilbur? How could he hurt them all?

"It'll keep you safe, love, it stops your immunity and you'll be safe." Oh how he loved that word. Safe, something he could never feel. If only he understood sooner, if only he didn't love Dream to the ends of the earth.

Dream hummed and carded his free hand through Wilbur's soft, brown hair as the hero coughed and choked on the venom and technology in his blood, Dream hummed the song. The song Shift sang, the song that gave them a fake lead.

Wilbur's violent coughs and choking eventually came to a stop, he looked up with betrayal in his eyes. "W-why?" He asked, his voice was hoarse and he most likely wouldn't be using his commands for weeks.

Dream's eyes softened, "Oh, darling, don't you understand? This city is run by corrupt liars." He explained softly, Wilbur didn't understand.

"I don't understand." He spoke, Dream laughed lowly. "That's fine, birdie, you'll understand soon." He reassured before looking up with a harsh look in his eye.

"Walk over here, stay just within earshot." Dream commanded harshly. Against their will, the hero's group walked forwards until they were just within a few tiles of the couple.

"Wilbur asked why I'm doing this," he told them harshly, "I'll be kind enough to let you all hear my reasonings, though you'll most likely choose the wrong side." Dream scoffed at the end.

Wilbur then noticed the feelings in their eyes.

Sapnap's and George's and Bad's were purely betrayal, hurt, and confusion.

Angel looked horrified and worried for his son, whom was still crumpled in the villain's arms.

Techno looked worried for his 'twin' as well, he looked like he'd kill Dream once he wasn't frozen.