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It was any normal round, Stunners being useless, Elliot being targeted, Chance Was dead already. The usual.

That was, until the round ended and a 10 feet tall fish human thing fell on all of them when they teleported back.

“WHAT THE HELL”

“WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!-“

The confusion and fighting started then.
The fish person lunged at Guest. Aiming to claw his eyes. As the fish person was much larger (10 feet-) he easily overpowered Guest 1337, a war veteran.
Chance raised his gun, ready to shoot the newcomer.
Hearing the gun being loaded the person whipped around with his third arm, ripping the gun out of Chances hands and crushing it.

After a lot of arguing and fighting and the fish almost shooting Chance with its own gun, all the stunners, using Taphs tripwires, managed to tie the fish person to a pole supporting the balcony, him being 10 feet and all it took a lot of effort.

Sebastian (SEBBY MY POOR BABY BOY OSIWHSUUEBFIEIEHOS) POV:

Where THE HELL was he?!
He SWORE he was just with an Expendable after.. after they killed P.ai.nter. He was still… upset about that. He didn’t know what he felt about it, I mean, of course he was angry but he was also just sad. P.ai.nter was only.. About two, (I’d say 5-7 mentally) he didn’t deserve that. But his only contact dying mentality destroyed him. He barely registered that the people surrounding him in the cabin were People. He hadn’t seen -other- humans in so long.

“Easy! We got you man! Stop fighting!!- your hurt!-“

He was? Oh. His arm. It had been broken, cut brutally, and twisted in ways that the bone was almost visible. Ouch. Guess adrenaline kept him going. That was gonna hurt when it wore off…

Who was the one who spoke to him? Wait- who are these people- PEOPLE?!-

The first people he’s seen in 10-13 years-
Humans-

 

He had stopped struggling against the restraints. In minor shock at seeing humans again, he didn’t even notice the person who looked like an under-paided-employee move to his side and start looking at his arm.

“This is bad guys…”

The rich-gambler looking one spoke up.

“Why does it look like it’s in shock?”

It. Well now Sebastian was fully aware and pissed.

“I am NOT. AN IT.”

“Nope never mind it’s sentient.”

“YOU.”

“Chance stop teasing it- him…”
The under-paided employee one changed his wording under Sebastian’s warning death glare. At least he knew the rich one’s name now. Chance. Fit for how they absolutely looked like a gambler.

“Where the HELL am I.”

“Calm down… I have to deal with your arm…”

“Don’t tell me what to do.”

“You are going to pass out from pain because of this I genuinely have no idea how you haven’t yet.”

“I have a high pain tolerance.”
It did hurt like hell though. Adrenaline was wearing off.

The man sighed, giving in.

“Fine… let me treat it later then… I’m Elliot Builder by the way! You?”

((I think that’s his last name bc of the pizza place??? but I don’t know man gimme break Ao3 curse is coming for me because I’m holding 2 fics now and editing 2. Life being hard.))

“….Sebastian Solace.”
Elliot didn’t look like a threat, butttt the dude in a freaking military uniform behind him did. Sebastian decided then and there he didn’t like the military man. He reminded him too much of the guards at Urbanshade.

“Great! This is Guest 1337- we just call him Guest,”

He pointed to the military man. He had short blue hair, tall, scars, and looked about Sebastian’s age. (32)

“Chance but I think you know them,”

The gambler. They were wearing a black suit, Fedora, and sunglasses. Which Sebastian thought useless as they were inside a dark cabin.

“Taph, She’s the one who got the stuff to tie you up-“

“-Yeah can you remove these?”

“In a second. Anyway Taph is mute so remember that,”

Elliot pointed to the… man? Girl? Who knew. Hiding behind the couch. Kinda like a kid would when a stranger came to the door and their mom was talking to the stranger. He found that funny. Anyway.
Taph had black robes with gold accents and writing, a black face mask plus the hood from the robes covered their face completely, and.. they- she??? Had a very feminine body??

“That’s Shedletsky,”

A man in a messy hoodie, pajama shorts, and eating fried chicken. Of course. He kinda wanted the food though.. he hadn’t eaten well in…. Too long.
And anyway Shedletsky looked like the weird uncle that just randomly appears sometimes.

“Anddd that’s Two time. Their a little insane in the head so I’d just stay away from them unless your a professional therapist.”

A pale, short, and fragile teenager. Looked thin too. Dark blueish black hair and a shirt that screamed cultist.

“They look malnourished.”

Sebastian stated and Elliot sighed.

“I try to get them to eat more… they just don’t listen…”

“Hm.”

“There’s others too! They just aren’t in the cabin right now.”

“Cool. Untie me now.”

Elliot glanced nervously at Guest 1337, silently asking for a bit of help. As requested Guest moved forward, untying him from Taphs tripwires.

“I have to treat your arm…”
Elliot fretted over him uncomfortably, just scared for the newcomer.

“It’ll be fine. Just bandage and splint it or something. I’ve had worse.”

 

Elliot took his arm, causing him to hiss in pain. Shedletsky handed Elliot what Sebastian thought was something they were using as a splint. He watched as Elliot bandaged his arm, not exactly trusting him fully.

((I can’t do medical stuff for the life of me help pleaseeee if you wanna re right it in comments I’ll edit it innn))

“There you go! All bandaged up!”

“It’s uncomfortable.”

“If you don’t keep it on your arm might not heal right.”

Shedletsky commented. That was the first time he heard him talk. Huh. Never mind about the uncle thing he sounded like that dad at a barbecue that tries to act cool and give parenting advice but actually was a really sucky dad. (True Shed and 1x fact.)

“Hmph.”

Sebastian curled his giant tail in a coil, not unlike a snake, lowering his hight to about seven or eight feet.

(I’m sorry it was gonna be six or seven but like. I couldn’t. Because. You know. Plus how tall is he in his shop??? That’s what I’m aiming for.)

“So explain. Where the hell are we.”

Elliot and guest glanced at each other. They liked how a parent looked trying to figure out what to tell their child.

“Why are you looking at me like that.”

“Welllll…..”
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“WHAT DO YOU MEAN WE ARE IN HELL?!”

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“Hey John, Noli. Come here.”

“!s th@t… @ sħ3lL…??? W!ťh d!n0 l3gs &nd t0rsO??”

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Shelly woke up to a red demon child curled up in her chest. She was laying on a couch in some random cabin. Her lower Dinosaur parts covered in ichor had been partly bandaged, anda black robe cape covered her back. Her first thoughts where not, “where am I?”, “or who is this?”. Her first conscious thought was- “a kid… it’s a child..” before the haze or the ichor took her mind victim once again.

“Oh your awakeee!”
The kid.

“1x said they found you asleep on the beach! What game where you playing? How’d you get so tired?!”

The normal kid energy. No worries! She could handle it- she was made to-

“Kid. Leave the poor girl alone. She’s hurt and probably VERY confused.”

“Aw but 1x!!”

“Move. Let me talk to her. Go find John Doe and try to bring him some form of consciousness.”

“1x what does consciousness mean?”

“OH MY GOD. Kid just GO.”

“Fine…”

The red child agreed to leave, pouting along the way. Shelly blinked in surprise in the small fight that just happened in front of her, the kid had been maybe six feet tall? That wasn’t right. He had the face and mentality of a child. Why was he so tall?

“Hello? God please don’t be another John Doe situation.”

And blinked again, finally realizing the other person- she couldn’t tell the gender- was trying to get her attention.
The ichor haze made it hard to respond but she tried.

“….hii.. sorry just-… fuzzy.. right now..”

The other person groaned at her disoriented voice.
“Why MUST IT BE ANOTHER JOHN SITUATION.”

“Wha..?”

“John doe can’t speak either.”
“Anyway. What’s your name.”

“…my name..? ..Shelly….”

“Alright Shelly… I’m 1x1x1x1. Just call me 1x. How old are you?”

“…I think I was made in… 1992…?”

((Correct me if I’m wrong I’m not really in dandy’s world lately. Also it’s 6am I can’t remember))
“It’s 2025. You are… let me do the math.. -you are 33.”

“…I’m mentally around an older teen age…”

“There you go. talking better already.”

“Well. I’ll explain where we are now I guess.”

1x finally sat down, setting themself on the arm chair next to the couch Shelly was laying on. 1x was a strange looking person, long white hair, green see through torso with their spine and ribs visible not unlike hers, and red glowing eyes. With 1x being closer she could they had a similar cloak to the one draped over Shelly’s shoulders. The cloak probably belonged to 1x.

“Is this yours…?-“
She tried to lift her arms- or right. Paralyzed. They dangled limply from her shoulders.
1x frowned in concern at that. Which they didn’t seem like one to be concerned.

“Keep it. Back to subject. You have been Forsakened. This place is a kind of infinite torture- calm down we aren’t the ones being tortured. We torture them. Killing them over and over again. Welcome to the killers team, Shelly.”

“….oh.”

“Not the reaction I wanted.”

“So who’s the other killers..?”

“Well. There is five of us- six now that you are here- me, Coolkidd the demon child you saw earlier-“

“A CHILD. IS A KILLER?!”

“Yes now Shut up. John Doe, Slasher, and Noli. He was with me when I found you on the beach.”

“….can I sleep more.. please?… I’m tired and can’t process this…”

“….yeah fine. Sleep on it. Other option is you get tortured by the Spectre.”

“What.”

“What.”

“What did you say.”

“Nothing….”

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No chapter yet bc I’m busy. Next chapter will probably be a flash into what spawn is doing as well at the other dw mains im trying to make each chapter 1000-1500 words. Maybe 2000. But be patient with me. I’m a child/minor with a busy life also just got braces and lost my phone sooooo

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sorry this isnt an update but im going to review things why i haven't een working on it.

-i just got braces and am in pain

-i genuinely dont know how to write sprout and vee

-NONE of you are giving comments like vro comments motivate me u pmo

-kinda stuck

-too many ideas

-dealing with toxic friend and loneliness

-got my phone taken away

-just been busy

-sstruggling ith mental health and crush

-my brothers birthday is soon

-im an editor for another write whos fics have 30+ chapters both combinded and i kinda wanna quit but idk how to say it

i hope you understand iwish you a good day and ppromise roken spawn angst next chapter!