Chapter 35 - Deals

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Dream SMP / Krew

"God damn it! Fail again?! This is the 10th time today! I thought Dream had promised that us two will have total control." Lucid paused. "There seems to be twice the fortcation in preserving his control. Clever man. He manage to make a new kind of blockade against me. I wonder how..."

Nightmare spoke up. "Maybe the man want times to say goodbye to everyone before truly disappearing. It's not like he doesn't have family and friends." The opposite addressed Lucid in a quivering voice as his eyes darted to the side. Lucid didn't seem to notice.

"Well, if he stalls anymore, I'll take control by force. Of course once I break through this wall of defenses he put together. I'll take a break for now, but if I come up with any way to break through his defenses, well..." Lucid made a crushing motion, as if suggest he was going to crush Dream's soul once he takes control. The other figure flinched at that, and this time, Lucid noticed. "What's wrong, Nightmare? I thought you were on board with this. This is the reason your here right?"

"Nice to see that you remember why I'm here, demon." The other figure - Nightmare - snapped back. It seems like a nerve was struck by Nightmare too, because Lucid was suddenly shoving Nightmare to the ground.

"HOW DARE YOU! YOU AND YOUR SERVER WOULD BE DEAD IF I DIDN'T CHOOSE TO SPARE YOU ALL BECAUSE YOU MADE A DEAL WITH ME!" The purple demon growed.

"I did? NO, I DIDN'T DO IT! YOU KNOW IT WAS BECAUSE YOU ARE THE ONLY ONE THAT KEEPS ME ALIVE!! If I wasn't so stupid when I was younger, I wouldn't even be here. I've would have given my soul to you. But instead I did and now you have control over my life span."

"But you didn't. You were just like me. Just less...How do I put this? Less...Evil as Dream would call it."

Nightmare huffed at that, but didn't deny it.

Lucid noticed. "You know damn well that if you try to talk back that I'm not going to be very nice. I've told you, once I take over Dream, I'll let you go."

Nightmare just sighed. "Give me a moment. I'll be back soon."

"Five. I'll give 5 minutes. Do anything in those five and I'll keep you around a little longer."

Nightmare walked away from the area before slipping into a darker part of Dream's mind. In this area, there was an abandoned feel to the place. The place was covered in writing, which just said the same thing over and over again: Why me? The admin's opposite even felt bad for Dream.

Nightmare quickly approached an area near the middle, "First those hermits got themselves an admin that declared war because of a reasonable grudge held against the wrong person, then XD came to spread more chaos. What's next, Dream split into three so I can get killed before fixing all I can? Wait that might happen. Should I make a list of places to hide my soul?" Lifting his tired eyes, he looked on the pattern on the floor. There, was a cube, glowing a bright green. The aura around it seemed to screamed power. Nightmare held out his hand and sighed.

"Let's see what I have to do this time to save my dear opposite's sanity before he make us all insane. An maybe mend a few relationships of his if he isn't doing anything at the moment. If I can talk to that other admin without getting kill, I might defuse the situation a bit, provided I don't snapped again. Oh wait he's dead. Why am I so scattered brain today?" Nightmare muttered as the cube became panels for him to use.

The panels reflected many things. What Dream's whereabouts were, his relationships with everyone and many others. But what stood out the most were two different categories: one for anything related to only Nightmare, and an insanity meter to track Dream's sanity. Nightmare swore when he saw the meter at an all time high.

"Looks like I'm going to need more than five minutes to solve this problem. For now, I'll just push as many memories of his family to the surface as possible. I'll deal with Lucid and the insanity later."

Pulling literal strings, Nightmare shuffle around as he pulled useful things up until he saw the place where Dream kept memories his past. Red and Green strings littered the mental area, but Nightermare didn't seem to noticed as he push through the tangled mess of strings that were hanging like vines.

Maybe he could talk to Dream...

No.

He must keep playing along with Lucid's wishes. If he refused, then things could get worse. He chose to go down this path. He must finish this one way or another. If he dies, so be it. Even if it means the end. Dream doesn't matter. His home matters.

For now though he also had a different goal. He need to revive Xisuma. Or at least his soul. Truth to be told. Nightmare only had only the slightest of an idea on how to do that. It was his best shot at talking to Xisuma without needing XD, so he was going to try with what little experience he had. Maybe he could convince the Watcher leader. But he wasn't even sure if he will give him his help. So, for the time being, he was alone. Karma hates him.

Finishing his job in the back of Dream's mind as best as he could, Nightmare walked back to where Lucid was sitting. Lucid looked up.

"What were you doing back there? Dream's mind just became harder to breach while you were back there. Did you touch something that made him fight back harder?"

"I think I have an idea on how to breach his mind. However, it won't work for you. Only me." Nightmare simply replied. "I'm not saying it would work, but I need to try to take control for a moment. To see if would work, that is."

"And why should I let you?"

"I'm sorry Mr. I-Made-A-War-On-The-Server-That-Became-An-Even-Bigger-Conflict. I don't see YOU with better ideas."

"Why are so intent on trying this out. You're not the one to rush head first into something unless it on your agenda and you need to do it quickly."

"I've been thinking about this for a while. I have my own mind, you know."

"Fine. If it works let me know."

Nightmare strapped on his mask so Dream couldn't see his reaction, and proceeded to shove pass the defenses he had put up to block out Lucid.

"How are you pushing through this so easily?!"

"Like I said, I spent a lot of time thinking about this. Surely when I put my thoughts into action they might work."

"Fair enough. Tell me if you take control. Last time I was able to I wasn't able to do more then talk and send messages. Maybe you can fix that for me?"

"I'll do what I can." and what I want to do.

"Soon he came across another void. The void where Dream's mind really resides. Nightmare only saw Dream here whenever he was daydreaming or sleeping.

Dream immediately noticed Nightmare approaching.

"What the hell do you think your doing here?!" Dream exclaimed getting defensive.

"Quiet! Lucid doesn't know what I'm really trying to do. He thinks I'm trying to test a theory on how to take control." Nightmare hissed.

"How am I supposed to know you aren't actually doing what you said?!"

"Look, I think it's clear just from what little you can see of my appearance that I'm not only tired, but frankly annoyed. I get it, your mad that the other admin's brother killed George, but sit back and use that brain of yours. For god's sake these days you could even say we switched personalities!"

"Why should I listen to you? You'll just cause more pain and suffering to everyone!"

"If you kill the guy - Xavier was it? - than your reinforcing the idea you kill anyone that opposes to you. The other Hermits will be even more pissed, and you'll even have two watchers against you. I'm not saying your weak -you literally claw and bite back to your mind every time Lucid tries to take control. I don't think George will be happy that you chose to kill someone who wasn't think straight out of grief just because you wanted revenge."

"YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT IT'S LIKE TO LOSE THE ONE PERSON YOU LOVE!!!" Nightmare flinched at that statement, which was making him madder than usual. He chose to ignore the anger as he continued to try to do what he wanted to do.

"Look. I don't care how you feel about the guy, but I'm going to try to do something about the other admin being dead. Do me a favor and let me take control for as long as I need. You can even watch watch me." Dream was shocked by the request.

"What are you planning to do? You never ask me if you can take control! You just take it from me! I don't even know if your going to hold true to your word."

"I think your thinking Lucid, not me. I only come out when your in a pinch and being insecure about yourself. Anytime I come out when you don't feel that way and it's usually Lucid telling me to do something for him. Trust me, there would be way less death here if it wasn't because Lucid love watching people die. You know me, and therefore you should know my favorite style of chaos is usually control and manipulation."

"All the better reason not to trust you."

"You know that I'll take control anyway. Just not right now."

"You wouldn't be able to do anything."

"Well, jokes on you idiot, I'm the now that controls your sanity meter and your mental barriers." A silence fell between the two as Nightmare realized what he had just said. "Forget what I just said. That was a joke. Now, will you let me take control?"

Dream looked at Nightmare. "When was this a good idea?"

"Look, I'll make a deal: I take only half of your mind after this, no more three fourths deal, you can stop me anytime you want while I'm doing this, and I'll even get some revenge for you. Granted I can't kill anyone - my presence would be clear the moment the name pops up in the chat - but I can do what I do best. Considering all the truma, it shouldn't be hard to pull a classic manipulation tactic if I have to do that to satisfy you. That's all I'm offering. Don't push it."

Dream took some time to think the offer over as Nightmare started to tap his feet impatiently. He was on his last nerves, but he couldn't snap...Not yet, anyway.

"Is it okay if I add the fact you can't wear your mask around me to the list of compromises your willing to make for this? I'll agree if you agree to add that last term" Dream said after a while. Nightmare didn't answer for a minute as he went over the pros and cons of the situation for this, and in the end conclude it didn't make a difference.

"Fine. But you have to let me take control now. Just sit back and watch me do my work. And don't think this is a truce. I will do what I want and there isn't much you can do about it."

Dream smirked. "Mask off first. I've never gotten a good look at your face in decent light."

With a flick of his wrist Nightmare removed his mask before walking to the middle of the mindspace. Dream studied his face. He didn't say anything, but Nightmare knew that was going to be a question he would ask later. In a blink of an eye, Nightmare's vision change from the mind space to Dream's home.

Can you still hear me? Nightmare heard Dream ask from his mind.

Yes. Now do you want to see what I'm going to do or not? I'm about to show you how you might be able to bring back the souls of people back without the revival book.

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Hermitcraft / Empires SMP

Mitchell didn't expect his life to be this bad. Hate filled his head.

He was always bullied for being nice, for being unlike everyone else. So he went bad.

He wondered what his doppleganger was like. He knew it's likely to have somebody in the world that looked exactly like them.

Little did he know that's who he would meet. It was just his average day in Hels. He went to his favorite place to eat. Hels Kitchen.

He went up to the counter where the ghast served food. "Some cooked beef please."

When it was ready, he took his piece of food and sat at a table. He scanned the place. Just the usual customers.

There was a female with blonde hair and red eyes, much like Mitchell. She wore a striped shirt and a jacket, plus some boots. Broken goggles were settled on her head.

She was talking to a gray skinned and gray haired man. The shade of blue reminded Mitchell of diamonds. He wore a hat, and pants. He wore no shirt, but he did wear a vest. He also appeared to have some parts that looked like he was a vex hybrid.

Finally, there was a man Mitchell always found strange. He never talked to anyone except when necessary. He had white hair, from Mitchell's knowledge, and red eyes. He also had an x-shaped scar across his face. He usually wore red armor, and a metal helmet rested on his head. He never took it off. Instead, there was a part he could open up to eat.

When Mitchell was done eating, he left Hels Kitchen. He felt dizzy, and blacked out.

He woke up in a strange place. A building was made of concrete, with bone blocks for structure and terracotta for a roof. It looked nice. It's owner appeared to be building a Nether portal.

So Mitchell did what he did best. Evil.

He made a trap for the owner, who strangely looked a lot like himself, but with blue eyes and lighter armor.

The owner of the house fell into Mitchell's hole.

Their conversation was basically Mitchell making up a ton of bullshit about being the other man's evil clone and inner darkness.

He found out the man that looked like him was named Welsknight. Mitchell didn't want Wels to know his real name. So he made one up. Helsknight.

He also found out the server's name was Hermitcraft. Wels and Hels rap battled for some reason, Mitchell eventually being banished back to Hels.

He walked back into Hels Kitchen for a snack.

"Stupid Hermitcraft..." He muttered.

The white haired man finally turned and spoke to Mitchell. "You know about Hermitcraft?"

"Yeah? Do you?"

The man chuckled. "Yeah! I even got myself banned from it!"

"How?"

"Take a seat."

"Alright," Mitchell said, sitting down across from the other man. "My name's Helsknight."

He smiled back at Mitchell. "I'm Evil Xisuma, but you can call me Evil X or EX."

"So how do YOU know about Hermitcraft?"

"I have a personal score with Xisuma that goes way back. I invaded the server, mind controlled him, was nice for one Christmas, but then got banned in Season 6. Most of the time I admit, I was trying to destroy the server"

"Wow, you have a history."

"Sure do. What about you?"

"I just got banished by a guy named Welsknight because we had a rap battle."

EX laughed. "Cool! I'm pretty sure you were in Season 7."

"Wow. So you got banned last season!"

EX nodded. "Yup."

"So why do you hate Xisuma?"

"I don't want to talk about our past, but I can talk about what happened on Hermitcraft!"

The two continued to chat about how "terrible" Xisuma and Wels were. But a voice from within Mitchell scolded him.

You made a bad decision. Going evil is not the way. You'll learn.

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Had to edit this so it would fit my AU, but still has most of Peachy's idea in it. DSMP part written by Peachy...Half my AU is just warped for this story...

- Pleb

So this works in this area in Pleb's mind, but then I can't do anything on the actual server bc I left last chapter at a cliffhanger. The rest will be next chapter due to that, and I don't really wanna do anything that interferes with next chapter (again, written before this chapter) So I decided to write like Helsknight POV. Fits kinda the theme of alter egos too so...HERMITCRAFT PART TAKES PLACE DURING SEASON 7 (Wow 2 seasons ago...) Had to rewatch the ending of Wels's S7 Ep7 to help this fit the canon story thing. I WAS TRYING TO TYPE GOGGLES AND ACCIDENTALLY TYPED GOOGLE LIKE BRUH THAT WASN'T EVEN AUTOCORRECT- I wanna listen to "Diabolical" (Basically Wels vs Hels rap battle) again I forgot how good it was-

-Galactic

I have finished this part. You can just tell by what I wrote that I plan on someone seeing what they are doing. Anyone see the Fnaf reference I snuck in? Yes, I do think that Xisuma should come back. I'm just not sure if what I wrote really would work with the story. It really was an idea I put in randomly. I'm just vibing as I edit it to fit the story because everything I thought I was done, Pleb and Galactic do something and make me have to add more or edit the chapter to fit the story while keeping my originality in it. I hoped you like it!

-Peachy