Dsmp and Avengers crossover

Tommy's POV:

Pure panic blurs my vision, my breathing growing shallower, and my hands shake uncontrollably. No. He can't be here. He's coming for me. To kill me for disobeying him, for not staying in exile. I take an uneasy breath trying to not think about the past. But, he's coming. I stare at the blank wall, don't go back there Tommy.

Breathe in, everything's fine.

Breathe out, just like Phil taught you.

Breathe in, B̷e̷f̷o̷r̷e̷ h̷e̷ l̷e̷f̷t̷ y̷o̷u̷ a̷n̷d̷ W̷i̷l̷l̷.

Breathe out, well he came back eventually.

Breathe in, b̷u̷t̷ t̷h̷e̷n̷ h̷e̷ k̷i̷l̷l̷e̷d̷ W̷i̷l̷l̷ a̷n̷d̷ c̷o̷n̷t̷i̷n̷u̷e̷d̷ t̷o̷ i̷g̷n̷o̷r̷e̷ y̷o̷u̷.

Breathe out, it's not his fault.

T̷h̷e̷n̷ w̷h̷o̷s̷e̷ i̷s̷ i̷t̷ T̷h̷e̷s̷e̷u̷s̷? Y̷o̷u̷r̷s̷?

"STOP!" I yelled, forgetting it was a voice in my head.

Pain and regret welled up in my eyes, a silent sob wracked my body. Why, Prime, why me? I got no answer. Only silence filling my head and the cell I was in.

I sit in silent sadness for a few more minutes before I hear a click in the direction of the door. I keep my head down but when I look up there is a glass of water and a plate with pizza. My stomach grumbled and my mouth watered. I grabbed the water ready to drink it but then paused. What did Wilbur always say about food and water you're given by someone you don't trust? His words echoed in my head T⃟o⃟m⃟m⃟y⃟ a⃟l⃟w⃟a⃟y⃟s⃟ c⃟h⃟e⃟c⃟k⃟ y⃟o⃟u⃟r⃟ f⃟o⃟o⃟d⃟ f⃟o⃟r⃟ p⃟o⃟i⃟s⃟o⃟n⃟, i⃟t⃟'s⃟ h⃟a⃟r⃟d⃟ t⃟o⃟ t⃟e⃟l⃟l⃟ w⃟h⃟o⃟ y⃟o⃟u⃟ c⃟a⃟n⃟ t⃟r⃟u⃟s⃟t⃟ he told me this after Eret betrayed us, he was checking all our supplies for sabotage. Right, check the food for poison, how do I do that? I smell the water, scentless, if I get poisoned I guess it's just too bad.
A/n (Don't judge the Avengers to harshly they had no idea what to give Tommy so they just gave him some of the pizza they were having for dinner)

I chug the water, disappointed when I see it's all gone. The pizza smells heavenly but I try pace myself, not wanting to get sick later. One bite, two bites, three bites. Take a break you don't even know when they'll feed you next. I take a deep breath letting the pizza have a moment to settle in my stomach. After another minute I take a few more bites. There are two pieces of pizza on the plate and I don't know when they'll feed me again. I give the new pizza a bit more to settle continuing my process to keep the pizza down, trying to not think about Dream. After I eat one slice I stop. Save the other in case you need it.

I sit up against the wall of my cell. Lost in thought. Until I once again hear a click from the door. This time I look to the door and see Steve holding Will's coat. I stand up fast and grab the coat, wrapping myself in the warmth and memories. I feel a gentle smile creep onto my face.

"You really like that coat." Steve whispered.
I nod, "It was my late brother Wilbur's we were really close."
"Oh I'm sorry," Steve responded.
We stood in comfortable silence for a few moments before Steve speaks again.
"You didn't finish your pizza?"
"Rations," I reply curtly, after a moment of his clear confusion I add "I can tell you were a man of war, you hold yourself with your head held high, stance firm, and one eye always over your shoulder."

A long pause follows my statement, I can tell Steve wants to say something but doesn't know if he can. He swallows and then meets my eyes.
"You say it like you know from experience."

I sigh, tracing the L'manburg flag on my arm, I don't respond. He just looks at me concerned, I give a pained smile hoping it says it all. Steve gasps and takes a step towards me. I step back at his sudden movement, it scared me a bit what is he going to do? He gets down onto one knee and holds his arms open. A hug? It's been a while since I've had one of those. I take a tentative step closer, scared he's going to spring at me. He waits there with his arms open and it comes to me that he doesn't want to hurt me. I run into his arms breaking down into tears from the pain and fear that has built in me for years. Steve just sits there hugging me while I break down. After a while Steve says he has to go. I just nod, biting my tongue to not say 'yes sir' I have a feeling he wouldn't like that very much.

When he's gone the cell feels even more empty than before. I can feel the fear creeping back into my mind. Dream is in this world and he's coming.

R̷e̷a̷d̷y̷ o̷r̷ n̷o̷t̷ h̷e̷a̷r̷ w̷e̷ c̷o̷m̷e̷.