Tubbo's POV:
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I trudged along the field, my crossbow in hand, nervously looking around. I stopped a top a hill when a green hooded figure stopped infront of me, smirking under his white mask.
''Dream....'' I mumbled, gripping the crossbow tightly.
''Shouldn't you call me brother?'' his voice rang out in my ears, and I froze, my shoulders tensing. I can't be related to this maniac right?? Delilah would have told me..he's lying...unless...Delilah never knew..
I backed away shakily, ''N-No...''
''Let me explain Tubbo...'' he held his hand out to signal he meant peace. I stopped, but kept my crossbow ready. You could never be too careful around this nutjob.
He began his explanation. Puffy was our mother, but had to leave Schlatt because of how toxic he was..she couldn't take Delilah and me with her. Delilah was around 2..I was barley a few months old. Delilah's been looking after me for years.. I nodded along as he carried along, explaining how he had only found out about the two a few months ago, but because of the war he had no time to talk to them.
''Deliah won't like this...'' I stated, spinning my crossbow in my hands.
''Of course she won't, she hardly likes a thing. The girl needs to lighten up a bit.'' he chuckled, and I nodded,
''I better go..'' I hummed lightly and turned to leave, but Dream said one last thing, that shook me to the core,
''This won't end well Toby...Our sister will die tonight, no doubt in my mind, and Demi will be responsible...''
I didn't respond and ran off swiftly down the hill, and sprinted off to the main gate into L'Manburgs safe walls. I had to talk to Delilah. I had to save her before Demi could hurt her. I refuse to let Demi take away my family, Delilah's protected me, now it's my turn to protect her.
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Robin was weary. She hadn't slept properly since war was declared. Niki climbed up the small ladder to the top of the walls, spotting Robin sat atop the guard tower. Niki sat beside her and didn't say anything yet.
''I don't want this...'' Robin stated, her voice groggy.
''I know Rob, but it'll be fine. Wilbur's planning our attacks as we speak, and he's the best strategist we've had ever since..well...his sister died.'' She sighed, kicking her legs slightly.
Hallie was barley eleven when she died. Wilbur had found her body, her throat slit. It pained him whenever anyone even mentioned her.
But one thing puzzled Niki about the girl..
She was eleven, died once..
Where is she now?
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{The Fall} (REWRITING)
FanfictionPART ONE: The War of Independence. L'Manburg is at war with Dream, and Wilbur, Tommy and Tubbo need an army to succeed in declaring separation from Dreams tyrannical SMP. But they only have a few. They need more. They turn to family, and old friends...
