Credit to BlueWeirdness on Ao3 for the idea!

This is my first time in a while writing something other than a prompt or poem-

Edit: as I was writing this I should probably say that the POV mostly switches between Tommy and SBI, so sorry if that's confusing-
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The sound of crows 'caw' wasn't unusual. Most bird sounds were not unusual when in the meadow. That's why Tommy didn't suspect anything strange when a crow wanted him to follow it.

He had been playing with his friends, Ranboo and Tubbo, who where Satyrs that he had known for years. His mom introduced them to him when he was 8, and now he's 16. He doesn't see his mom very often, but that's alright. She's busy being a god.

Tommy isn't a god like his mom, but he's a demigod. It might not be the same thing, but that's why his mom made him meet the Satyrs, for protection. Even if gods don't have time to care for their kids, Clemontine tries her best.

When Tommy followed the crow he saw some of the prettiest flowers he's ever seen. They looked to be a rose, but had dark purple-ish black petals, with poison green stems and plenty of thorns. They where surrounded by a puffy purple pollen that was being blown away by the wind.

He slowly went up to pick one of the roses, wanting to show it to his friends. He was being careful around the thorns, not wanting to be pricked by them, but the crow cawed, startling him and causing him to prick his finger.

The thorns were a lot sharper than they looked and blood slowly dripped out of the wounds, not enough to kill him, but they were painful and the skin around the cuts slowly turned the purple-ish black of the roses.
He went unconscious the second he got pricked.

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Wilbur was the god of Madness and Music. Techno blade was the god of Blood and War. Philza was the god of Death, Family, and Destruction. Together SBI ruled over the underworld.

The three gods never understood mortals. They always tried to be gods, and did stupid things that they didn't even need to do, and some just give up. None of them live their little lives to the fullest, and don't make a big difference, so why care about them?

The three always hated mortals, until a mortal demigod caught their eyes. He looks like a younger version of Philza, only having his eyes and hair being shades off.
The mortal was the Son of Clemontine, and he would spend most of his time with his friends Ranboo and Tubbo. They all would spend their days picking flowers and having picnics. When he's not with them it's when he's with his mortal father, Sam, who isn't home that often.

So, when the mortal was in the meadow with his friends, they took that as a chance to take the demigod. They made a patch of wither roses, a type of flower made from souls that's connected to the underworld. When a human gets pricked by the thorns they die instantly, but if a person is marked by a god from being either a demigod or having the interest of a god, then they just go unconscious.

The three knew the boy's satyr friends would know what the flowers are and stop him from grabbing one, so they used a crow to lead the blond away from the others. Then, when the boy was going to pick the flower they had the crow distract him, causing him to get pricked and go unconscious.

After the boy went unconscious the three teleported there and took him home to the underworld. They looked around the room that had been preparing for the mortal, planning on keeping him there for a long time. But, in the meantime, the three wanted to spend as much time with their new mortal as possible before he woke up.

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When Tommy woke up he was in someone's arms. They were unfamiliar to anyone he knows- but they where strong. When he tried to stand up and push the person away he was trapped in place and the arms around him tightened slightly, not enough to be uncomfortable, but in a strangely protective way.

Someone fondly huffed, "Look who's awake."
He looked up to see a man with floppy brown hair and caramel eyes, wearing a yellow sweater and round glasses. Tommy imminently froze, this was Wilbur, the god of Madness and Music.

He learnt about the gods in school, and from his mom when he was young, warned about his ability to make people go insane with music, and cause people to lose their minds.

The sound of footsteps snapped him out of his panic. Turning his head, he sees a man with blond hair and sky blue eyes, both being similar to his own. He was also wearing a green robe and had a bucket hat on.

Philza, the god of Death, Family, and Destruction. Again, another got he had been warned about. Both of them were two of the three gods of the underworld and where the most feared gods. No one wanted to mess with them, and it's said that meeting them is a death wish.

"About time." A deep voice said from out of his view. He turns his head again to see the Blood and War. He has long pink hair that's in a braid, and from what he sees through the pig mask is blood red eyes. He's wearing a white shirt and is... reading a book?

It was an odd sight, one of the most feared gods reading- but it doesn't matter. What matters is that Tommy is alive and surrounded by the three most feared gods, the gods of the underworld.

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He's so adorable. How he cuddled into them when he slept. How softly his chest roze and fell as he slept. The way his eyes filled up with fear, when he realized who they were.

They aren't planning on hurting him, but the mortal doesn't know that yet. He should know that even being in the same room as them shows they plan no harm, because of it where any other mortal would be dead. But he isn't any other mortal, he's their mortal. He just doesn't know that yet...

They all stared at the mortal fondly as he tried to get out of Wilbur's hold, away from them. They knew he would have no chance of escaping through. Even if he's a demigod, he has no control in their realm, especially not against them.

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The way the gods were looking at him scared him even more. The three were probably thinking of the ways they could kill him, and make it painful. The gods surrounding him rarely if ever leave people alive, and if they do their shattered and broken.

When Techno walked up to Tommy was preparing himself to feel pain, death, anything- a hand pressed into his hair, it felt... comforting? Nonono- this is the Blood God- he shouldn't be doing this- he should be killing Tommy- torturing him- but instead, he's just standing there with a comforting hand on his head and a fond smile on his face.

It felt... strange. One of the cruelest and feared gods being... nice...? Not killing him on the spot?

...they are probably just manipulating him to think they care so he will feel more pain and betrayal when they kill him- ya, that's it. That must be it.

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Tubbo and Ranboo where worried. Tommy had disappeared and they couldn't find him. His mom had told them to protect him. If they can't find him then their in trouble.

The two Satyrs find a trail of footprints. They follow them to a patch of wither roses- oh no- they were told about those flowers and never to touch them- but Tommy didn't know about them...

There were three other footprints that appeared out of nowhere. They looked around and there were no paths leading up to those prints, and no evidence of tracks being covered up, so the people must have teleported...

...wither roses...teleportation...missing demigod...

Oh- Oh No...

Tommy has been taken by the Dark Gods...

They had to tell Clementine.

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The Dark Gods had kidnapped Tommy for over a week by now. They got Tommy to warm up to them and could trust them to wander around parts of the underworld. They trust him not to escape, and even if he tried he would have failed.

The mortal mostly spends his time in the gardens, tending to the flowers and bushes. The gods taught him about Wither Roses, and why the rose harmed him when he touched them.

They also taught Tommy about some of the other plants native to the underworld, like void trees wich have pitch black wood and cloud like puffs of leaves (?) that look like the void, and weeping vines, witch where a mix of lava red and crimson, having fire colored leaves along the vines.

Tommy wouldn't eat though. He still wanted to leave, so he couldn't eat anything connected to this realm that the gods gave him. He had heard rumors back on earth about the Creation god having taken a mortal that was friends with the Arson god, and the human are food that the Creation god had offered him, making it so they couldn't leave.

Tommy knew that the three gods where trying to do the same with him, and the gods knew Tommy wasn't going to eat, risking himself staying there forever, so the gods used their magic to keep him alive, because if they didn't the mortal would have died. Mortals were delicate, and even if being dead trapped them in the underworld, it broke them. The gods didn't want to see their mortals broken, so they didn't let him die.

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A week later XD stormed into the underworld, needing to talk to the gods. The gods met in the meeting room, not wanting to bother the souls or the mortal in the castle. Speaking of the mortal, that's what dream was there to talk about.

"XD," The death god said calmly, "Why are you here?"

"Clementine wants her son back." The lime wearing god said. "She knows you're the one who took him."

"We were just listening to you," Wilbur responded, "you said we should care about mortals more and we are."

XD had to stop himself from yelling, "When I said to care about mortals, I didn't mean adopt a demigod, especially one that's mother cares for and is currently panicking because her son was taken."

XD hates meetings with gods, they always are tense and turn sour, and it's obvious this will be tense. The three gods he was meeting with where protective and don't let go of things they are attached to. He could only think of all the ways this could go wrong as he heard the sounds of protest by the gods at the thought of leaving the mortal. He wanted out of this situation.

The battle, creation and friendship god just sighed, "Just know that his mother isn't just going to let let son go." The masked god's porcelain smile stares at them with no emotion. "She's coming for her son and no one is helping you get out of this mess."

The gods' eyes turned dark at what XD told them. Clemontine wanted her son back. He was theirs, and they weren't planning on letting him go... but, they had a plan.

"Fine." Philza frowned stopping XD before he could disappear, "Just let us say goodbye first."

The three dark Gods walked to where the mortal was, in the garden. They didn't want him to leave, he was the only mortal they ever liked.
Wilbur walked up to the demigod, "Hey Tommy-" the unexpected words surprised him, causing the boy to accidentally pick the flower he had been admiring.

A smile bloomed on the SBI's faces. He had picked a flower on his own, and that's all they needed to get him to stay.

"You can come visit him though," The oldest of the dark gods said, "and you know this is better for him. Even if he went back on earth he would die eventually, here he can be safe and won't have to worry about dying. But if something were to happen to him..." His eyes turned dark, "someone will pay."

And so the demigod stayed with the three gods, who became his family. He was still able to visit his friends, and his mom would visit sometimes, so life was good. It might not be as peaceful as it once was, but he was safe with his brothers and father, so he was happy.