Does History Just Repeat Itself Forever?

"He Can't Be Trusted"

(2ND CHAPTER LETS GOOOO)

They ran back home and ran to Ranboo. But Ranboo was acting strange.

Tommy and Tubbo sprinted back to Ranboo's place, their minds still reeling from the harrowing scene they had just witnessed. However, as they approached the house, they quickly noticed something odd about Ranboo.

The tall, usually cheerful Ranboo was standing outside, his expression strangely distant and cold. Instead of greeting them with his usual warm smile, he gave them a small nod, his eyes lacking their usual sparkle.

Tommy and Tubbo exchanged uncertain glances, taken aback by Ranboo's unusual demeanor. Something was definitely off about their friend.

"Hey, Ranboo," Tubbo called out tentatively, trying to keep his voice steady. "Everything okay?"

Ranboo's gaze slowly drifted in their direction, and he gave another small nod. "Yeah, everything's fine," he replied, his voice unusually emotionless.

Tommy and Tubbo looked at each other once more, their worry growing. Something was unsettling about Ranboo's behavior.

"You sure about that, man?" Tommy asked, stepping forward to get a better look at Ranboo's face. "You don't seem too well."

Ranboo's eyes held Tommy's gaze for a moment before shifting away. "I'm fine," he repeated, his tone still devoid of any real feeling. "Just tired, that's all."

"But you've been in bed all day", Tubbo responds.

Tommy nodded in agreement with Tubbo's statement, his gaze fixed on Ranboo. "Yeah, we haven't seen you around much lately," he added, his tone laced with concern.

Ranboo's eyes flicked between the two of them, his expression unchanged. "I just need some time to myself, that's all," he said coolly.

"What's up with your eyes..? Why are they purple?." Tubbo asked.

Tommy was about to chime in when Tubbo's question made him pause. Indeed, upon closer inspection, Ranboo's eyes had taken on an unusual, hazy purple hue. The sudden shift in eye color only served to deepen the unsettling atmosphere.

Ranboo's expression remained stoic as he met Tubbo's gaze. "What do you mean?" he asked, feigning ignorance.

Tubbo could tell something was wrong.

Ranboo went mute as the purple hue in his eyes got brighter and more visible as it got less and less transparent.

'Tommy...run"

"Wait what? Why?"

"Just fucking run!"

Tommy runs out of the house now looking back until he heard a familiar scream.. it was Tubbos voice screaming. Blood splattered the window.

"No..no.no."

Tommy eyes being to tear up but he continues running until he is far enough away. He drops to the ground.

"He killed my best friend.."

As he sits there. The day ends and he's now wishing he hadn't listened to Tubbo.
He watched as Ranboo drug his body to the same cave where they had found the others..

Ranboo had killed them too...

He falls asleep and doesn't wake until morning.