"HEY PISSBABY! OVER HERE!"

I yelled, leaping over the roof. A sharp wind cracked behind me. I bit into the fruit and felt my stomach churn and vision spiral. I found myself looking at the docks. Soldiers covered in green and silver marched into the streets of the Western region.

While there were hundred they weren't the thousands that I was expecting.

Good. He had no idea until it was too late.

I heard gunshots nearby.

Puffy's doing her part.

I slipped down the wall. My heart was beating.

I slipped out my dagger and grabbed a soldier. I slammed my hand over his mouth and slit his throat before he could scream.

I dragged him into the nearest room.

A family cowered in the corner. Rags dauned the children's bodies. A man, their father, kept them close.

"W-Who are you?"

He said, a small knife in his hand, shaking.

I smiled and placed the soldier's jacket and boots on.

"I am...let's just say I'll be someone very special soon."

Marching steps outside the window made me crouch.

I made my way into the ranks.

"Watch where you're going dimwit."

Someone hissed out in front of me. I brought the jacket closer around me. The bright sun fell onto my eyes. Quite a few soldiers put their hands up to stop the sudden glare.

The Town's Square had huge buildings on every side. Sapnap's home in the back. Looming in the centre capturing every person's attention was the one and only portal that the SMP to the Nether.

Eight soldiers with their fire crests lifted their weapons.

"State your business."

One barked.

Dream laughed loudly. A cold chill ran over my spine at his ease.

"Is that any way to address your king?"

The fire crest guard snorted.

"We don't answer to you. Never have, never will. Especially considering our Lord has purposely left his rule because of your short comings-"

A sharp wind snapped in front. Mumbled and gasps filled the ranks. I slightly pushed forward to see what had happened.

The guard who had spoken was a deformed body on the floor, bleeding heavily and dead.

Dream lifted his gloves hands. Even his own soldiers backed away slightly.

"Any more comments? None?"

He clasped them together and the air rushed over us.

"Search this region! I'll have them found dead or alive!"

I shut my eyes and focused.

Please. Please.

I searched the darkness for the sturdy hum of the metal tiles of the roofs. But nothing. No hum. No strong and sure energy like I felt those years ago. No...no no no!

I bit down on my lip.

"You're a freak! You're not special!"

Come on!

But nothing.

I opened my eyes. Liquid dropped onto the cobble pavement.

I wiped my nose.

I swayed slightly.

Oh you know what. Screw that.

I raised my hands. The jagged energy greeted me.

"The Western Region deals a lot in things found in the Nether. That includes ashes bones from wither skeletons and bones of the creatures."

The bones shook.

Lift.

Thousands of bone shards rose into the air. The hundreds of soldiers murmured and some screamed.

I heard my name ring out in fear.

"It's the Mourning Reaper!"

I opened my eyes and stepped through the crowd. Movement on the roof.

Minx.

Two fire crest soldiers removed their red hoods.

Drista and Puffy.

Finally someone came up next to me, hands raised.

Sapnap.

"Well well well. Finally come to terms with being caught weasel?"

Dream's voice carried as he turned around to look at me.

Heat filled my right as Sapnap lit his hands with dancing flames.

"Actually you're in my way. Step aside Dream."

George held a ball of water in the air, ready to attack. Eyes still glowing bright green.

He's using his power to control.

I smiled.

"Very well. Have fun catching us."

Shatter.

The air split into millions of tiny shards which sank sharply down at the soldiers.