In a ship not too far away from the one that his friends were in, Wil watched the votes roll in on his screen. He didn't know who it was, but someone had set up the cruel game and taken Wilbur and replaced him with the imposter version of himself. He sat, struggling to get out of the chair he was trapped in.

No, no, no! he thought

He watched as Dream and his imposter self dragged Tommy to the airlock. He heard Tommy's screams, wanting nothing more than to close his eyes, but he couldn't. He watched as Tommy clung onto the imposter's arm, and how the imposter just slammed him down on the floor.

"NO!" he yelled, trying to break free even more. Something whacked him on the back of his head, making things go blurry. He tried to turn his head to glare at the person, but he could barely even move. A countdown started and he watched as Techno, Phil, and Jschlatt all went over to the door to comfort Tommy. Tears fell like a river down his face as the numbers in the countdown decreased.

Ejecting in 3...

Ejecting in 2...

Ejecting in 1...

Wilbur cried out and squeezed his eyes shut, expecting to hear a scream from Tommy. The computer voice stopped at 1, and Wil dared to open his eyes. He heard the frustrated grunt of whoever was behind him and the receding footsteps. He looked at the screen again, hoping to see Tommy. When his eyes caught on him, he cried joyfully, glad to see his young friend alive.

He saw Socks with his hand on a hand scanner thing (I don't know ;-;), looking at Schlatt and then at Tommy. The real Wilbur smiled at the man through the screen, glad Tommy had the Socks guy to defend him. The airlock doors opened and Tommy fell into the arms of Techno, Phil, and Schlatt. Socks went over and patted the boy's head, earning a teary smile from him.

Wilbur wanted nothing more than to go and embrace Tommy and tell him that that wasn't him trying to hurt him. He would never do anything to hurt him.

"When can I leave?" Wil asked the person behind him quietly. The smooth and pernicious voice of the man behind him slipped into his ears, "Once your friends complete the game, you're free to go." 

Wilbur's stone cold stare penetrated the screen as he asked his next question, "Why are you doing this?" He had asked that many times before, never getting an answer. He had no idea who this person was, but he didn't really want to get to know him.

"That," started the voice, "is a great question." There was a scraping sound from a chair being pulled up behind him, "If you had the chance to get back at someone who had given you an absolutely terrible time, I'm guessing you would take it?"

Wilbur frowned, "No, I-"

"Oh, yes you would! Don't act like the good guy," he slammed his hand on something, maybe a table that Wil couldn't see, and continued on his voice sounding... younger?

"How would you feel about someone who steals one of your closest friends, making that friend leave him in the dust?" His voice broke as he finished his question.  Wil was silent, "It hurts," the boy said, his voice squeaking.

"Deo..." Wil said, hearing a gasp from behind him, "If you're trying to get back at me, you're hurting Tommy more right now. He almost died." 

Deo scoffed, "At least he thinks it was you, when he sees you again, he won't be able to trust you." Wilbur could've sunk down in his chair if he was able because he knew it was probably true.  

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The imposter Wil watched as Phil, Techno, and Schlatt held Tommy in a tight hug as the young boy cried out of relief. He scowled at them, his plan would've gone right if not for Socks.

Socks... the imposter thought. He clenched and unclenched his hands as his eyes stabbed at Socks, perhaps an easy target...

A message popped up on the devices, displaying the message, "Tommy was not an Imposter, one imposter still remains. It must've been a glitch, but Tommy looked at the message, relieved; he was in the clear. Captain Sparklez looked at the others, horrified at what he and they had almost done. Their eyes all lay on Wilbur's scowling face, thinking he would be sorry that it wasn't Tommy. They all assumed Phil, Techno, and Socks were safe.

Everyone but Wilbur walked over to Tommy, feeling incredibly guilty.

"I'm so sorry," Tubbo choked as he hugged his best friend. Tommy nodded his head, "It's okay, Tubbo, I understand." They were all teleported to the cafeteria again, breaking up the hug as the next round started. Tommy stayed with Techno, Phil, Jschlatt, and Tubbo. The Captain watched with sadness filling in his eyes.

He looked to Socks who looked back at him. Socks said nothing, just giving a slight smile, and turned away to go with Tommy's group. The Captain stood, watching him leave, sadly turning and going to do his last tasks.

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Sorry for the kind of short chapter, I wasn't too sure about what I wanted to write and I didn't want to add any boring details. I think there could be one or two more parts to this story, I'm not sure yet.

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