(tw: sexual harassment, sexual assault, swearing)

[a brief summary of this chapter is available on the next chapter for the people who do not want to read this for their own safety. reader discretion is advised.]

(Phil's POV)

Phil had been grounded. After he had protected Wilbur from the blast that had been set off, his wing had been mangled. He had used up all of his healing potions trying to fix it, but the results were only temporary. His wing had slowly gotten worse and worse as time went on. 

Now he could barely fly at all. 

He walked through the woods, wings tucked into his back, his boots crunching in the snow. He enjoyed his time with Technoblade and Y/N. 

Y/N had gotten a lot better at fighting and hunting, and was an even match for Phil, who couldn't beat her anymore. She had gotten so good, that Techno said she would soon be able to go live on her own.

Phil smiled, remembering all the good times he had the past few weeks. Y/N had excitedly shown him Lily, the horse she had tamed herself. She was very proud of Lily.

Phil heard footsteps through the snow. He looked around, while ducking low under a tree. The footsteps stopped. 

Phil didn't move from his hiding spot under the tree. 

He heard someone humming a familiar tune, one he couldn't remember what the name was, or where he heard it before.

"If I was Y/N, where would I be..." The person humming mumbled in a sickly sweet tone. Someone was trying to find Y/N? Phil slowly peeked out from under the tree to see who this hunter was.

Phil's blood ran cold.

A man wearing a green hoodie and netherite armor, a gleaming enchanted axe slung across his shoulder, was standing ankle deep in snow in front of the tree Phil was hiding under. His masked face swung around, peering between the trees, it's white face unchanging. He didn't seem to notice Phil. He began humming the tune again, and took a few steps in the direction of Techno's house before stopping and peering down at the snow. "Well well well... look what we have here..." He stood up straight again and walked off in a set direction, apparently tracking whatever he had seen in the snow. 

After a moment, once Phil no longer heard footsteps, he carefully crept out from beneath the tree, and inspected what Dream had been looking at. 

It was Y/N's footprints...

Dream had headed off towards Y/N!

Phil turned and briskly followed where Dream had gone, desperate to protect Y/N. He knew Dream would most likely kill him, but he didn't care. 

He saw Dream in the distance and quickly hid himself again. Dream didn't notice him, and continued on his path towards Y/N.

Phil continued this for a few minutes, waiting until Dream had gone, and then following him and hiding. Until suddenly the footstep trail stopped. Dream had disappeared. Cold fear ran through Phil. Had Dream spotted him?

He suddenly heard Y/N cry out from nearby, along with the noise of fighting. Phil flexed his wings and took off, desperate to find Y/N and Dream. Pain laced through his wing and the rest of his body, making him hiss through his teeth, biting down hard on his tongue to try and distract himself. 

From his line of sight in the air, he soon spotted Dream and Y/N.

 Y/N was trying very hard to defend herself from Dream, who was attacking her with the axe he had been carrying. 

Phil's wing suddenly gave out, and Phil plummeted back to the ground, landing in the soft snow. Pain shot through him, and Phil was fairly sure he had hurt something, but he struggled to his feet and headed off in the direction of the clearing Dream and Y/N were in. 

The sound of fighting grew louder, and Phil ducked behind a tree. He was fairly sure Y/N could hold out on her own, and Phil interfering might complicate things for the worst. He carefully peeked out from behind the tree to watch, ready to step in if Y/N needed him.

She was doing fairly well, block, parry, block, she took a few steps back. "Get away from me!" She cried, taking a few more steps back. Dream just laughed at her and continued his onslaught. 

crack

Phil went cold as the sound rang throughout the clearing, the sound of an axe cutting clean through a sword. 

Now Y/N was weaponless. She knew this, and turned to run. 

Dream grabbed her and slammed her against the nearest tree, still holding his axe. Y/N cried out, and looked up at Dream, fear in her eyes. Dream chuckled darkly.

Phil prepared to step in, but something held him back. If Dream knew Phil was out here, he might find Technoblade, which was someone Phil didn't want Dream to find. Phil didn't have an excuse for being here, so he wouldn't be able to step in without hurting people he loved, or getting hurt himself. If he were to die here, along with Y/N, there would be no one to witness it. Phil had a totem of undying on him, so if Y/N died, he would be able to save her. However if Dream killed him, it would use up his totem, and then Dream would kill him again. It was better to stay watching in the shadows than attack Dream up front. Phil still hated watching what was going on. 

He couldn't fly, he couldn't help people...

He felt powerless.

He was useless.

(Y/N's POV)

Every part of you ached. Dream leaned closer to you, and you could practically hear the sneer from behind his mask. "Well well well..." Dream chuckled darkly, "Look what the cat dragged in..." The grip on your shoulder tightened, and he brought the axe up to gleam menacingly in the dappled sunlight. 

You squirmed uncomfortably, trying to escape. Dream shook his head. "C'mon now, you know I have to kill you..." You blood ran cold. This wasn't a dream this time, was it? "However..." Dream continued, ignoring your struggles to escape, "Maybe I'd let you go in exchange for something." 

You stopped struggling, and looked up at him. "What do you want?" You asked, cursing yourself at how much your voice wavered in fear. "Hmm..." Dream pretended to think for a while, although you already knew he must have had something in mind, "I think I would like..." He leaned even closer, and you tried to recoil, but the solid tree behind you stopped you from leaning back any further.

"You."

NO NO NO NO NO- Your mind screamed, and you began to struggle again, trying in vain to escape from Dream. You didn't want this. "No! Get away from me!!" You cried, trying to push him away. 

"Aw.. kitten..." Dream purred, and your stomach turned hearing his old pet name for you, "I thought you would want that... Walking around alone in the woods, wearing weak armor and wielding an even weaker sword. And, worst of all, being your weak self, who is the weakest thing here... you were practically asking for it..." 

He brought his axe up to rest underneath your chin, using it to tilt your head upwards to look him in the cold, unblinking eyes of his mask. "C'mon kitten, you know you want it... you want to feel me inside of you." He leaned closer to you still, his voice husky. You felt sick.

You didn't. You didn't want that. You didn't want that! You didn't want this!!

You were so afraid, so afraid of what he would do to you. You should have asked Technoblade to come hunting with you. You should have not gone out at all.

"Aw, kitten, don't cry. I'm just going to have some fun..."

You were suddenly aware that tears were running down your face, leaving wet lines down your cheeks that became instantly cold when exposed to the chilly air.

"Mmm..." Dream leaned closer to you, humming softly. You closed you eyes, taking a shaky breath. He took the axe away from your neck and leaned it against the tree.

"That's a good kitten. If you're not opposing it, I guess that's a yes." You could feel his hand slide down your waist.

You didn't want this. You didn't want this. You didn't want this. You didn't-

"RUN Y/N!!!" You eyes shot open as Dream was pulled away from you suddenly, Phil's familiar voice reaching your ears. 

Phil had attacked Dream, jumping on his back and wrapping his wings around Dream's face, so that Dream couldn't see. One of Phil's wings had been mangled severely, it looked like it hurt.

"Stupid bird- GET OFFA ME!" Dream roared, flailing his arms wildly, trying to land a hit on the elusive winged humanoid. 

"Y/N! Run!" Phil looked at you desperately, begging you to leave. You didn't need to be told another time. 

You turned and ran towards Technoblade's house, tears still streaming down your face.

You ran, and ran, and ran, and just kept running. Your lungs and throat were burning, each ragged breath you took stinging painfully. You didn't stop. You just kept running until you reached Technoblade's cabin, throwing the door open, you rushed inside.

You promptly ran into Technoblade's chest. "Uff-" He staggered backwards from the blow, but then looked up at you, concern flashing in his eyes. 

"What the-" He reached towards you, "Are you okay?" 

You took a step backwards. What if Technoblade did the same thing Dream did to you? You were so afraid. But he wouldn't, would he? You trusted him.

You didn't want this. You didn't want this. The words repeated in your head. What if Dream found you? You didn't want to think about that...

"Hey, hey. Y/N what's the matter?" Technoblade stepped toward you. 

You thought you heard someone at the door. You whipped around, staring in wild fear at the door. The door didn't open. It must have been the wind. 

Suddenly a strong hand fell on your shoulder, turning you to face the pink-haired hybrid. He stared at you from behind intense red eyes. 

You were still vaguely aware that tears were pouring down your cheeks, dropping silently onto the floor.

The feeling of his hand gripping your shoulder sent waves of fear through you. 

"Pl-please.. don't" You managed to choke out, and Technoblade released you immediately, looking insanely guilty. Hot tears poured down your face faster, you were unable to stop them.

You didn't want this.

"I'm sorry, Y/N. I didn't mean to get mad at you. What happened?" Techno asked softly, his eyes glowing with concern.

"I- I... I didn't..." You hiccupped, you breath coming to you in shaky gasps. 

"Hey... it's okay, you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. I won't force you to do anything." Technoblade said gently. "Do you want me to leave?" He asked.

You shook your head. You didn't want him to go. What if Dream showed up? You were too weak to protect yourself...

"Okay," Techno said, glancing at the couch and back, "Do you want to sit down?" 

You nodded, and followed him to the couch, you toes seemingly not touching the ground. Everything felt weird. Like it was a dream. 

You wanted to wake up.

You sat down on the couch. Technoblade stayed standing for a second, "Do you... want me to sit with you?" He asked, and you looked up at him and nodded slowly.

He sat down next to you, although he was very careful to give you space. He had seen how just putting his hand on your shoulder had affected you, and he didn't want to make you uncomfortable. 

You were still so scared. Phil was probably dead- 

You tore you mind away from that, Phil was probably fine, he could fly.

It was all your fault.

(Technoblade's POV)

Technoblade glanced over at Y/N. She was still crying. Silent tears flowing down her face and making small wet drops on her hands, which were clenched on her knees. She has hunched over and her back was shaking slightly, her breath ragged. 

Whatever had happened had clearly affected her very badly. 

Techno wanted to hold her in his arms, make her feel safe. He wanted to tell her everything was alright and that she was okay.

The voices, who would normally tease him for feeling this way, were very angry.

WHO DID THIS... who hurt her... Kill whoever... kill... kill... 

He sat beside her for who knows how long, listening only to her soft crying and to the angry voices in his head, swearing they would kill whoever did this to her.

Techno felt the same.

Suddenly the door burst open, and Y/N jumped and gasped in fear, grabbing onto Technoblade's arm. 

"Please... please... I don't want this..." She whimpered, and Techno felt the voices grow louder, as well as his own voice, the rage inside him building. 

Technoblade growled loudly at the person who came through the door, as one hand wrapped protectively around Y/N's waist, the other reaching for his sword.

It was Phil.

Technoblade relaxed slightly, but then tensed up again. Did Phil do this to her? 

Dadza is dead to us if he hurt her like this... not Phil!... Phil would never do something like that...

"Phil!" Y/N cried, her voice breaking. Technoblade let her go, realizing that he had put his arm around her. 

Phil ran over to Y/N and wrapped himself around her. "Oh thank god, you got away." He mumbled into her shoulder, and she took in a particularly shaky breath.

"What happened." Technoblade demanded. It seemed as though Y/N was happy to see Phil, so that was good.

got away?... got away from what?... kill whoever did this to her... WHO DID THIS...

"I'm sorry I didn't step in sooner. I'm sorry." Phil pulled back and looked into Y/N's eyes, his eyes filled with sadness and regret.

"What. Happened." Technoblade demanded louder, a slight snarl in his words.

"Dream." Phil looked up at Technoblade sadly, and Y/N flinched at the name and curled into herself.

KILL HIM... DREAM NEEDS TO DIE... KILL HIM... MAKE HIM PAY FOR WHAT HE HAS DONE...

Technoblade stood up suddenly, reaching for his sword again.

"No, Techno. Don't. I led him away from the house, he's on a false trail leading far away from here. Don't go looking for him. I know you're mad, I am too. But now is not the time." 

Techno glared down at Phil. Dream deserved to die a horrible death for whatever he had done to Y/N. However Phil's eyes pleaded with him not to do anything rash, so Techno decided to deal with it later.

"What did he do." Technoblade demanded.

Phil looked at Y/N, who was curled in a ball around herself, muttering softly.

"not here." Phil mouthed. "Y/N, mate. Why don't you head up to take a bath. You're bleeding."

She was bleeding? How had Technoblade not noticed? It was true, however. Now that Technoblade was less enraged, he could smell fresh blood. That, however, just made him angrier.

Y/N looked up at Phil and nodded, before heading upstairs on shaky legs.

Techno looked at Phil, once again very angry. He grabbed Phil roughly by the collar of his shirt and slammed him up against a wall. "Phil what the hell did he do to her. If you don't tell me right now I fucking swear-" 

"Calm down Techno! Put me down. I know you're mad, mate." Phil said softly, wincing.

Techno carefully set him down. "Sorry Phil." He said, still very angry. 

"Sit down, Techno. You have to promise me you're not going to do anything about this yet."

Technoblade sat down, and tried to calm himself. "Fine. I promise." He said darkly.

Phil sighed and sat down next to Techno. "Let me tell you the whole story first, and then you can get mad. Just please, let me finish." Technoblade nodded in agreement, reluctantly.

"Well you see..." Phil started, his voice grave and sad, "I was coming to visit you..."

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"He attacked Y/N, I thought she could hold out herself..."

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"And he... he started saying things.. to her..."

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"It was horrible! I couldn't stay hidden any longer..."

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"And then she ran."

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"I ran away, leading Dream far from here, however my wing is so badly injured now I don't think I'll ever fly again..."

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"And she showed up at your house, I assume, and you know the rest from there."

Phil finished, looking worriedly at Techno.

Technoblade was shaking with silent fury. He was practically seething.

How DARE Dream do that. HOW DARE HE. Dream made him sick.

He had promised Phil he wouldn't do anything, however, and he intended to keep that promise.

He could see now why Y/N had acted so weird when he put his hand on her shoulder. He felt awful, he had made her feel like Dream did...

"Techno...?" Phil said softly. 

"I'm fine Phil. You better go back to L'Manberg. If Dream doesn't see you there, he'll think it's suspicious." Technoblade looked at Phil, his eyes gleaming with hatred and fury.

"Right.... can you handle... Y/N?" Phil asked softly, keeping his voice low.

"Yes." Technoblade nodded. Phil sighed and stood up. He glanced at Techno once before leaving through the door. There was no familiar take off noise, only footsteps. With a pang of sadness, Techno remembered that Phil had told him he wouldn't be able to fly anymore.

Techno stood up and headed up the latter. He knocked on the bathroom door. "Y/N?" He called, trying to keep the anger out of his voice. There was no response. "I'm coming in, is that okay?" No answer. "I can't come in unless you say it's okay..." Techno was suddenly very worried. No response still. Techno pressed his ear up against the bathroom door. Nothing. There was no noise. "Y/N??" He called, panic seeping into his voice. "Y/N, please tell me you're in there!" No response. Techno tried to door knob. It wasn't locked. He slowly opened the door. 

It was empty. 

Y/N wasn't in there. It didn't look as if she had ever been in there, everything looked exactly the same as when Technoblade had last seen it.

"Y/N??" He called out, panicking a little. Where had she gone? Had Dream taken her?? 

Technoblade panicked a little more. 

"Y/N?!?" He called again. 

He breathed in deeply, he could smell blood. Her blood.

He breathed in deeply again, trying to pinpoint the location of where the blood was coming from. 

He strained his ears.

He could hear soft whimpering coming from somewhere down the hall. His bedroom.

He rushed to it and opened the door, a shape on his bed jumping and crying out. "No, please don't-" It cried, before recognizing the hybrid at the door.

He ran forward and wrapped his arms and Y/N. 

"I- I'm sorry..." She whimpered, not hugging him in return, her arms hung limply at her sides. 

"Hey, it's okay. It's okay." Technoblade tried to reassure her. What was she doing in my room? Techno wanted to question it, but there were more pressing matters to deal with. "Remember when I said you would only stay until you could hunt and fight? And now that you have a horse you could leave?" 

Y/N sniffled and nodded.

"I take it back. You can stay here."

"Really?" Her voice sounded so sad and hopeful, it broke his heart.

"Of course." Technoblade rubbed her back gently, as he felt her reach her arms around him. If Dream was on the lookout for her, she wouldn't be safe out on her own.

"It's okay, I've got you." Technoblade repeated the words he had said the night she had a nightmare.

"You can stay as long as you need."