Blood God TechnoDad

Blood for the Blood God

Techno exhaustedly slipped into the house. The window was open, softly bringing the cool night breeze in.

He took off his pig mask and tossed it into the weapon bag, stashing it under the stairs. He'd clean it tomorrow.

Quietly creeping upstairs, he didn't hear the familiar snoring. A little put off, he took off his cloak and crept closer to the shared bed, "Tubbo?"

He dropped his cloak, panicked at the empty bed, "Tubbo?" He flung open the bathroom door, "Tubbo?" Finding it empty he ran downstairs, his exhaustion gone, "Tubbo!" He looked in the kitchen before running outside, with no luck.

He bent over, catching his breath. The cool night air burned inside his lungs as he stood up, heading back inside. He scoured the room, before his eyes landed on the open window. Rushing over, he searched for any evidence, panicking more when he found nothing.

He slumped against the wall, his tiredness and desperation finally setting in. He closed his eyes as tears began to form. He'd failed Tubbo, failed his son. He fell asleep there, unaware of the eyes watching him.

Techno was jolted awake as cold water splashed him, causing him to sputter and cough. He looked up and took in his surroundings, the circular walls keeping him caged as the coarse dirt stuck to his wet face. The jangle of chains caused him to look at his shackled ankles and wrists.

"You've finally awoken! Tubbo and I were just getting close," Techno snapped his attention to the voice, worry flooding his mind as Tubbo was forcibly sitting on the King's lap.

"Let him go! He's got nothing to do with this!" Techno stumbled to his feet, staring at King Schlatt and a crying Tubbo.

"D-Dad!" Tubbo cried and went to run to the ledge, only to be held back by a soldier in goggles.

"It'll be ok Tubs, I'll get you out of this. What do you want, Schlatt?" Techno saw the guards slowly closing in and knew the disadvantage he was at. Just play to his pace for now, then force him into your pace.

"I've gotten bored, how about we play a game?" Schlatt gave him a smile.

"What kind of game?" Techno warily backed himself against the wall, keeping his eyes on the three armed guards.

"You just have a variety of duels to win against. If you win, you and your son walk out mostly uninjured. If you lose, you both die. Easy enough?"

Techno hesitated, "That's... fine."

"Perfect! One small detail, though. Every injury you sustain, he gets too," Schlatt smiled.

"What? No! That's unfair, he's just a child!" Techno looked to them as Tubbo started sobbing.

"You've already agreed and you're in no position to negotiate, are you?" Schlatt said as he patted Tubbo's head.

"I- no, I'm not. I want to be unshackled," Techno gave Tubbo a small smile, "It'll be fine, Tubs. Don't worry-" Techno was cut off as the guard jabbed him in the gut and forced him to his knees.

George hesitated before catching Schlatts gaze. He muttered a sorry to Tubbo before replicating the act.

Technos mask was tossed to the ground in front of him as he was unshackled. He gently picked it up and dusted it off before strapping it to his face.

The first few duels were rather uneventful, Techno quickly disarming and mercilessly killing the men.

After the fifth, Technos endurance was starting to run thin and an arrow grazed his shoulder. His attention was taken off the duel as he heard Tubbo's cry of pain and he narrowly missed the next arrow.

By the ninth, Techno had gotten sloppy and out of breath. His expertise was for quick bursts of action, not continuous fights. He nearly tripped over himself blocking, causing Schlatt to laugh and point it out to a cut Tubbo.

After he killed the man, his axe clattered to the ground and he fell next to it, closing his eyes and trying to catch his breath. He had no clue how long he was asleep, let alone just here in general. His mouth was dry and his stomach empty, which did not help improve his odds of winning.

Schlatt smiled at the sight of the crumpled man, "Do you yield?"

Techno opened his eyes and grabbed the bloodied axe, using it to help stand, "How many of these duels? I'm dying of boredom over here."

"Always so sassy, can't you play nice? You're on your last one, then you can leave," Schlatt smiled and pulled the slightly bleeding Tubbo onto his lap, "Ready to watch your father die? I'll let you watch it's entirety before you join him."

Techno got into position as the door rose, his breath still shaky in his lungs. He forced the black spots out of his eyes and moved his tangled hair behind his ear, A quick death for this one. Anything too long and you'll lose.

He tensed and nearly laughed at his opponent, a man in a crudely drawn smiley face mask, Maybe a bit of fun.

Techno was startled as the man basically disappeared in front of him, barely having enough time to dodge the attack from behind. As his shoulder hit the ground, he heard the loud pop and bit down on his yell of pain, looking up as Tubbo screamed.

Dream took the opportunity to attack the distracted man, his sword sinking into his limp arm. Techno looked at him with a sick smile and crashed his axe into Dreams side with all his might.

Schlatt watched in horror as Dream fell to the ground and Techno stumbled to his feet, the man leaning against his axe like a crutch.

"Give... Give me my son back," Techno said as he breathed heavily, grabbing Dream's sword and giving him a quick death.

Tubbo heard George cry out, the grip on his shoulders getting tighter. He was released with a motion from Schlatt and he ran to hug Techno, "D-Dad!"

"Tubs," Techno smiled and ripped off the mask, Tubbo pulling him into a hug. Techno kneeled down and started looking over him, "This is going to hurt, I'm sorry."

Tubbo gave him a confused look before Techno quickly snapped his shoulder back into place, causing Tubbo to scream and cling onto him.

Schlatt watched them leave, Techno picking the sobbing boy up and carrying him out, "The things parents will do for their children."

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Techno barely made it inside their house and had set Tubbo down when he collapsed to the floor, falling into a deep sleep as Tubbo shook him.

He awoke on the floor, his wounds horribly bandaged and a half eaten meal next to him. Tubbo was asleep next to him, his bandages done just as horribly. Moving to get up, he couldn't help but groan at how sore he was and waking up Tubbo.

Tubbo jumped to his feet, "Dad! You're awake! Don't get up, stay there. Are you thirsty? Hungry? I can get you water-"

Techno placed a hand on his shoulder, "Have you taken care of yourself first?"

Tubbo nodded, "Yeah, but you're worse off than me. I'll get you water," he quickly got up and left, much to Techno's dismay.

I think I'm done killing for a while...