The One with A Guitar And Nation WilburSoot x Gender Neutral Y/n

All alone

Wilbur goes into the woods surrounding his house, going to a special spot. He goes to a nice clearing, the trees covering it from overhead making it like a roof. There are mushrooms and wildflowers scattered the ground and a sign on a vine covered tree. The sign read: "Guitar Duo's Special Space.
     Please do not disturb the nearby wildlife and plants.  -Wilbur and Y/n" Wilbur read the sign, sadly smiling to himself. He sat in the middle of the clearing, breathing deeply to calm himself. He can't bear that the one he loved, the one he wanted to protect was gone. Wilbur tightened his fists as birds chirp overhead. Wilbur: "I will make this right. I will bring them back. Dream will pay.." He closes his eyes for a moment before he calms down. He watches two rabbits hop in the sweet berry bushes a few feet away, unfazed by his presence. Wilbur sighs, resting his arms on his legs. He puts his head into his hands, feeling his heart fill back up with sadness. After awhile he feels a hand touch his shoulder, he tenses slightly. He looks up, seeing his brother. Techno: "Your a mess Will.." He hands Wilbur a cloth handkerchief from his pocket. Wilbur takes it, thanking him with a soft voice. Techno sits by him, taking his large red cloak (or cape depending on the person's pov). He sets it on his knee and looks at Wilbur. Techno: "I saw what happened..I watched from a distance. They're gone..aren't they?" Wilbur nods slowly, gripping the handkerchief tightly. Wilbur: "Yeah..that was their last canon life. Techno..what am I gonna do?" Techno: " You need to calm down first. We need to find a way to get them back, then we get our revenge on him." Wilbur smiles, a twinge of pain still on his face.
¥€Y/n's Pov€¥
Your voice has grown hoarse due to screaming. You were calling for someone to help you, you couldn't take it. It felt like you've been there for years. When in fact, you were. The time you spent in limbo was making time fly. You needed to get out, to find your friends. To find the ones you love.
You needed them more than ever, overwhelmingly so. As you closed your eyes praying you felt a presence. You open your eyes and see a tall women, clothed in all black. She had dark, long wavy hair and a black dress. She took off her hat, revealing her pale skin and kind eyes. You feel a sense of warmth wash over you. You recognized her from a book in Wilbur's library, The Goddess of Death. Goddess of Death: "Hm..you shouldn't be here.. you have others who need you." You nod, too shy to speak. Goddess of Death: "Oh..don't worry. I don't bite, dear. Just call me Kristen, it's easier than my other name." Her voice was smooth and calm, like a river. When she laughed softly, it made you forget about your horrible situation. You were so happy that she was here and you weren't alone anymore. Kristen: "I know you are important to those above. Two of them mostly." You think of Tommy and Wilbur, remembering their faces. Full of dread, pain and fear as you faded from their world. Y/n: "How..how do you know?"
Kristen only smiles, her beautiful features taking your breath, well if you had one.