Egg's Influence - PART 3

                                    

                                          
~TW~
                          
Swearing, Death, Murder and Gore
                          


                          
Once the bee boys sobs turned into sniffs Foolish gently pulled him off his shoulder. Tear tracks were imprinted into his tiny face and the look of agony never left. 
                          
"You okay now bud?"
                          
"Mhm." came a muffled reply as Tubbo wiped his face with his sleeves. 
                          
"I-" Foolish started but was abruptly cut off by laughter. It didn't come from him or Tubbo. It came from Dream. A terrifying sound that was inhuman erupted from the throat of the green man. 
                          
"Dreams evil laugh... is evil," Tubbo whispered as though he was scared Dream would hear him. 
                          
"Not wrong."
                          
Dream POV - 
                          
It was time. Time to kill Jack Manifold. He felt no remorse towards the man as he had no connection to him. Although even those he did have a connection to, he didn't feel remorse for them either. Maybe Dream was heartless, maybe he was a monster. Not that the white blob cared. No one's opinions mattered. He was the most powerful person on this entire server and he planned to abuse that power to the best of his ability. Causing major trauma to teenagers was one way to do so.
                          
"Heyyy Tubbo, what's up?" a voice from behind Dream spoke. "How are yo- WHAT THE FUCK?!" Dream just snickered at the shock smeared all over his face. Despite the glasses Jack wore, Dream could tell they were wide with fear. 
                          
"Why hello Jack Manifold. Do you like my work?" Dream spoke, still not used to hearing Tubbos voice instead of his. He gestured to Foolishes mauled corpse.
                          
"I- who are you?"  
                          
"The one and only Dream," he said with a smirk.
                          
"Ho- how," Jack was stuttering over his words now. He slowly backed away from the man in Tubbos body, "so... where's Tubbo?"
                          
"With Foolish." Jack turned his head to look at the corpse of his friend despite almost gagging at the sight. 
                          
"Is he- is he dead?" Jack muttered, referring to Tubbo.
                          
"No. well, I don't think so. I've never done this before, give me a break," Dream said as he rolled his head around like he was stretching his neck. 
                          
Jack Manifold was petrified. The man in front of him was pure evil. He hated how it looked as though it was Tubbo. Well, it was Tubbos body... just not Tubbo. Where even was he? Was he okay? Even though Jack despised Tommy, he still didn't mind the boy's bee-loving friend. Maybe Dream was right when he said Tubbo was with Foolish.
                          
"Enough small talk Jack. I have places to be and people to... say hi to."
                          
"Alright then, you have fun with that and I'll just be heading out," Jack said with caution as he jabbed his thumb over his shoulder. 
                          
"Where are you going? I'm not done with you." A smug look settled on Dreams face which was quickly wiped off but Jack sprinting in the other direction. He ran towards his house while screaming his head off. "That kid is going to be the death of me," Dream said and rubbed his temples. In a flash of deep green, he was gone. 
                          
Jack's eyes grew wide as he saw the teletubby disappear into thin air. They grew even wider as he reappeared directly in front of him. He skidded to a halt, panting from his desperate attempt at escape. 
                          
"What do you want with me Dream?!"
                          
All he did was smiled, "Say hi to Tubbo and Foolish for me."
                          
Within the time-space of 2 seconds, Dream crossed the distance between him and Jack and snapped the man's neck. The sickening noise of crunching bones echoed throughout Snowchester. With yet another one down, Dream's smile grew. It was hideous, his teeth shone through and gleamed against the white backdrop of snow while his jaw was twisted in a way that looked inhuman. 
                          
Jack's corpse hit the ground with a muffled thud as blood slowly seeped out. His eyes still held the look of complete shock and his jaw held a scream that was never going to be heard. The body looked semi-normal, if you didn't look too close you wouldn't even be able to see the white sheen over his eyes or the tiny bones that jutted out of his neck. He may as well have just passed out. 
                          
Dream didn't wait another second. He looked to the sky to determine how much time he had before Ranboo arrived. 2 hours. Pride shone through Dream as thoughts raced around his head. This was going to be so beautiful. Ranboo's death had to be perfect.
                          
uhhh this is just a small chapter since I haven't posted in almost a month. I didn't expect this to go over 2-3 parts but here we are. next part will be ranboos death then I have sum cool oneshots planned. B) oh yeah, procrastinating.