[SMP AU] Tommy, Let's Run Away

Wilbur's POV

"Where is Tommy?"

My voice rang through the empty shell of Tommy's former home. His house felt cool and calm, it's oddly comforting. Like a cold drink on a hot day. Like swimming in the summer. Like ice-cream.
The house had a faint smell of smoke coming from Tommy's old furnaces. Otherwise air smelt crisp and fresh, despite having no windows. It was lightened by a few old torches that we just relit, giving a soft glow across the room. A few moths fluttered around it, mesmerized by its warmth and it's light.

In this home a knife was against a throat and a foot was on a back.

The blue blade in my hand glistered in the golden light. It was given to me by Phil, my father, when I left his sanctuary to find my own way.

"Here ya go, son"
Phil handed me a sheath and I swiftly pulled out the knife inside it. It was beautiful. The blade was about 7 inches long, slim and was made out of pure sky-blue diamond. The hilt was rapped in mud-brown leather. It had swirl-like carvings that reminded me of waves. It gave off a small purple glow that meant that it was enchanted with magic. Phil must have spent a lot of money and time on it.
"Thanks dad, I love it!" I said and rapped him in a hug, grateful for the farewell gift and a caring father.

Now I am grateful for that very blade because I get to hold it against my greatest enemy's throat. I was so close to slitting it. I could get my revenge right here and now, a life for a nation...

5 Days ago I told Tommy my plan for the future. It was so simple, so obvious, so clear and so easy. Tommy just stared at me like I'm mad. Mad? I'm not mad. I am insane! I worked SO hard to get my nation and free it from the King's grasp but now it was under the rule over a drunk dictator. And what happened to me? I was BANISHED from my OWN country. I remember as I felt my sanity slipped away from me in the walls of the cave. The sanity that I tried to contain but as time went on I let it go, tired of holding on. My sanity left me like Sally did, like  Fundy did, like Eret did, like everyone else will, and with that my heart grew cold. I wanted blood. I wanted chaos. I wanted death. I wanted explosions. I didn't care who's, but I wanted to see faces who have lost everything, just like I have. I have suffered, so why shouldn't everyone else?

But in my stone cold heart, there was still a few warm beats. A few people needed to be safe.

One of those people is Fundy. Every instinct I had told me he was worth nothing to me. He sided with the man who took everything from me! He burned the flag. But even though he shattered my heart, I couldn't bring it to myself to hate my son. The son that I single-handedly raised with the guidance of my own father, Phil.

The other people consisted of Niki, Techno and Tommy. I knew Niki was having her own trouble in Manberg but she was strong. I could tell her to get out of the way and she would listen. Techno was the blood god. I didn't even have to blink an eye about him.

Which leaves me to Tommy. My younger brother. He has been by my side ever since he could walk. He has sacrificed everything for my nation and put it first in several occasions. He joined me in exile and has been the reason I have laughed a few times through the months. He is the most loyal and caring person I know, and I know he would die for me. And I would do the same for him.

So when he disappeared a few days ago I could barely keep myself calm. Before my exile I would keep calm to look like a strong leader, to comfort other people. Now it was just because if I started freaking out I would have a full out mental breakdown, and probably blow up a nation with Tommy in it.