A/N: So. Sorry this took so long, but to make up for it you get an extra long chapter! (Kind of) And future chapters should be abt as long as this. (Don't hold me to that tho-)

Gods, it feels like I'm apologizing for being late every chapter. 😕

Just goes to show you: DON'T EVER TRUST WHEN I GIVE AN ESTIMATE TO WHEN A CHAPTER WILL BE OUT-

And please tell me if there are any mistakes in this, I haven't proofread this. (I kinda have, but probably not enough-)

Welp, onto the story!

CONTENT WARNINGS: Cursing (censored); swords; almost dying;  passing out (I have almost passed out before, so I wrote from experience); minor/mentioned character death

Ranboo was not having a good day. Techno had rescued him from the prison - that was great. But he also broke Dream out. Now, this still was not enough for Ranboo to classify the day as "horrible". But then Sam had decided to hold them hostage in an attempt to make Dream stay - even though, as Techno had told the Prison Warden multiple times, Dream didn't care about Ranboo. Sam had threatened the enderman with a picture of Michael to keep them there. While that may not seem like something that would work, it did. Because it meant Sam knew about his son, and could harm, or even worse, kill the little zombie piglin Ranboo loved so much.

Yup. This day was, officially, HORRIBLE.

The enderman hybrid felt the cold metal of Sam's blade be removed from his neck. They were relived, but soon realized that the creeper hybrid wouldn't have moved it for nothing - he wouldn't have just decided to let them go. Dread pulled in the enderman's gut, replacing any feelings of hope or relief that has been there moments before.

Ranboo's fears were confirmed when he felt a sharp poke on his back, cutting into their skin sightly. They winced, but nonetheless braced for the excruciating pain of the sword stabbing through their body.

But it never came.

Instead, Ranboo heard two people cry out, he recognized one as Techno, with the other being familiar, but he couldn't quite name them. They felt a, once again weirdly familiar, blast of magic fly by them. The enderman couldn't see where it landed, but by the poof and clank of a sword hitting the ground, he could infer that it hit the creeper hybrid holding him hostage.

A blond in a red sweater with purple wings - Phil? But, his wings are gray, not purple - came into Ranboo's view. His head felt like it had exploded as memories he'd long forgotten tried to resurface while outside forces continued to push them down.

Ranboo let out a pained enderman screech, gripping and pulling on their split hair with clawed hands.

The black and white hybrid felt dizzy, and there was a annoying ringing in his ears. Everything seemed to go dark, even as he blinked his eyes repeatedly. They vaguely thought they saw the outline of Techno and a winged figure next to them, probably concerned. He also recognized they were speaking, but the words didn't register in his mind.

And then Ranboo passed out, collapsing onto the grass beneath them.

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Grian blinked, stepping one cautious foot forward. When it met solid ground, he practically skipped forward, wanting to explore this new world, but not forgetting why he was there. Grian was there to find Ranboo, not travel and explore a new place. That didn't stop him from planning to look around while he traversed this server.

All hope dissipated though, when he saw the wreckage that was the DreamSMP. The ground was littered with holes from creeper explosions, with no attempts to fix them, and if there were, it was with cobble or some other random block - no dirt or anything. And then there were the buildings. Grian could go on FOREVER about the buildings, but the main things were that they didn't even look like anyone had even tried to make them look good, and as though they were griefed constantly. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw two buildings looked good though, a castle with a pride flag waving in the wind, and a building made up of manly obsidian, which looked sort of like a prison.

The blond narrowed his eyes at the obsidian building. It supported his theory about the DreamSMP being anarchy server, or at least having had some sort of war happen. Why else would the server need a prison - one that looked real, not something for a prank. The theory also would explain why everything was so destroyed, and why Ranboo never visited - no, they couldn't be dead, they just were preoccupied is all. And by the looks of it, the server admin was doing a sh*t job, so it wouldn't surprise Grian if they had cut off communication outside of the SMP.

Grian shook his head, he could think about that later, right now he needed to find Ranboo. Besides, he could always ask them afterwords.

The Watcher continued on his way, taking note of even more creeper holes and destroyed land.

...

He ended up finding Ranboo, but... Let's just say they weren't in the best of situations. Ranboo seemed to be held hostage - why would someone hold Ranboo of all people hostage?! He's literally the sweetest thing ever!

Even worse, the person holding him hostage was about to kill him. Grian wasn't close enough to hear what they were saying, but he was able to see the movement of the person's sword.

"RANBOO!" Grian cried, and, on instinct, sent a shard shaped blast of magic towards the creeper hybrid about to kill them. It hit the creeper, killing them quickly. The creeper's sword clanked to the ground, and a ping sounded from everyone's communicates.

AweSamDude was slain by *ㅓ።╎ᔑリ using magic.

It even registered on Grian's own comm, but he didn't notice. The blond panted lightly, despite not having done much. The blast had taken a lot out of him - it was unplanned after all. He didn't focus and use his magic properly, hadn't let any magic build up. The magic he used had come straight from his reserve, which was basically a Watcher's core, full of back-up magic and the energy that fueled them.

Grian, along with someone that looked to be a piglin hybrid, ran towards Ranboo. He seemed to recognize the pinkette, but not Grian. In fact, they looked like they were in pain, gripping their duel colored hair. And then they screeched. Yup. They're definitely in pain.

The piglin hybrid got to Ranboo first, Grian was hot on their tail. The enderman wobbled a bit, blinking and squinting as if he couldn't see. "Ranboo? What's the matter? What happened?" Grian asked, not quite sure if he'd get a response from them.

And then Ranboo passed out.

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Technoblade was the blood God (well, Demigod, but who cares about specifics) - everyone knew that. Nothing could scare or unsettle him. Even Dream cashing in that favor didn't so much as unnerve him (at least as it appeared on the surface). Nothing could disrupt his calm and circulating exterior, that was, except those next few moments where Sam was about to kill Ranboo. His protege, his apprentice. The enderman had wormed their way into his heart, becoming like a son or little brother to Techno. More like brother, as Philza had unofficially adopted the hybrid.

Chat also loved him, and they were going absolutely WILD at his hostage situation.

RANBOO! NO!

RAAAANNNNBOOOOOO!

Techno! Go save them!!!!

Yeah, Technoblade!

RANBOO MY BELOVED, WHHHYY! WHYY U OF ALL PEOPLE!!!

F*CK U SAM! UR A B*TCH!

YEA! SAM'S A B*TCH!

Everyone, SAM'S A B*TCH CHAIN!

SAM'S A B*TCH

SAM'S A B*TCH!

SAM'S A B*TCH!!!!!

SAM'S A MOTHER F*CKING B*TCH!!

F*CK YOU AWESAMB*TCH!!

SAMS A B*TCH!

L

HEY! YOU BROKE THE CHAIN!

Sam's a B*TCH!

KILL SAM!

BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!

BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD

"Shut up Chat, we need to figure out how to get Ranboo away. You all yelling and giving me a headache so I can't focus is NOT helping." Techno grumbled, trying to get his voices to quite down.

Luckily, Chat seemed to get the message, their livid screaming dying down to angry chatter with only the occasional shout.

"SAM, FOR THE LAST TIME, YOU'VE GOT THE WRONG HOSTAGE!" The piglin yelled, trying desperately to reason with the creeper hybrid, but he knew it was pointless. Techno kept trying though. "DREAM DOESN'T CARE, I CARE!"

Technoblade's eyes went wide as he saw Sam move his sword. His breath hitched. "NO!"

He hadn't even noticed the red clad blond with lilac wings nearing them before, but he certainly did when they cried out well. "RANBOO!" And then sent a shard of purple magic towards Sam, killing the creeper instantaneously. Techno ran towards the enderman, concerned, as the piglin had taken note of the way Ranboo had winced, and the fact that Sam's sword had pressed against his back. The piglin also noticed the way when Ranboo saw the unknown blond, they gripped their split colored hair - seemingly in pain.

Ranboo let out a screech, wobbling slightly. They squinted, blinking rapidly. It looked as though he was trying to clear his eyes - with no luck.

The unknown person from earlier was hot of Techno's tail, getting to them only a little bit later.

"Ranboo? What's the matter? What happened?" The lilac-winged blond asked, uncertainty slipping into their (his?) voice.

"Where are you hurt?" Techno butted in, "I saw you wince. Did that dam prison warden injure you too badly?"

But Ranboo didn't get to respond to either of their questions, seeing as he passed out the next second.

* Translation: Grian

A/N: OMG FINALLY DONE! I hope you like it, I (sort of) tried out a new style of writing for this, as I wanted to incorporate all three POVs.

I think that's all I want to tell you, bye!

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