The Ghosts That Live In the Attic

They're Not Even Mine {Chapter 9}

Hi readers! So sorry again about the no update last week. If you haven't heard we had an awful storm through out the US and because of that I wasn't able to post. Internet was being rood >:0

Anyway! We are coming to a close, so I hope you all are pumped for the ending as much as I am! Ill be trying to get the last chapters posted on the weekends, but they may show up on Monday cause I only seem to have the motivation to work on it at 1 am on a Sunday, haha- Alrighty hope you guys enjoy! And Ill see you next week! <33

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Techno was an interesting person. He basically lived in his room, stay up for hours from insomnia. He only left his room to spend time with Phil and Wil or eat, and even then that was rare. Sure, after a few months of forcing him to the dinning table, he came done at least once a day to have dinner, but almost all of his time was spent in his room.

When him and Wil were younger, around middle school, Phil had forced both of them to pick an extra activity. At least he was nice enough to let them choose. At first they both played in the school's orchestra, but Techno quickly grew bored, and left Wil to play. Phil still wanted him to have something else to do after school, so he again went searching. Then he found it.

There had been talk around about a fencing club, which sounded much more interesting than football or drama. He then decided that was going to be his thing. He was going to learn to fight. When he informed Phil about his choice, he only sighed knowing he had already told him that they could pick whatever they wanted. So they got some gear, grabbed some books, and practiced basic combat outside.

Techno had arrived the first day, and was warmly welcomed by everyone in the club. After a few week into training, it was pretty clear that Techno was a natural. He picked up on swords-play very quickly, and regards less of being the newest member, quickly became one of the top players. People often debated, especially outside of their club who was the best. Many had said it was Techno, being his ability to pick up on the craft so quickly, but others thought it was the underdog, and his soon to be rival.

He had meant Dream on his first day, he had been in the club for about a week and was already raising in ranks. After a few weeks, Techno and Dream had often competed for top spot. Both either tied or went on and off of first place. And then the Tournament, his final battle if you will. It was the true competition to see who was the best.

It was really close to a tie, ending the match 6-4, with Techno being six. They decided to fair out the match, having alternating rounds with their different strong suits. Techno choose for his to be fencing, but Dream had chosen actual sword fighting. Even though the club didn't teach that, both starting learning so they could try out different styles, practicing with shields and longswords.

He had won his final match, but know he never holds the sword anymore. Techno is the only person in his family who can't interact normally with his grounding object. He has to be watched, just incase anything happened. 

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When Techno grabbed his sword to teach tommy to fight, he was glad Phil was watching them. He didn't really trust himself. But god fortune in never on his side is it?

They had only been practicing with the actual sword for 20 minutes. After grabbing hold of the sword and continuing to slash and strike, memories often would overload his head. And the weird thing was they weren't even his. The memories ranged from a roaring fireplace inside a cabin in the tundra, to a literal bloodbath as a war took place somewhere. Of course the blood was never his.

He normally didn't mind the blood, but when he saw some dead, glazed eyes staring into the distance with different expressions, normally scared and grieved faces. But the one he hated the most was of a man, who had been killed by someone with wings. He didn't know who anyone was, but he know that the winged man and the now dead boy he sat by were some people of importance, because every time he saw it, he could only feel an overwhelming sense of grief. Sometimes he'd be in the sky, not floor insight other than the floor he stood on. He was in a war, that he knew, but he didn't exactly know what it was about. He just knew the enemy was a squid humanoid and his party of goons.

And over the course of him seeing whatever memory that was in front of his gaze, his instincts jumped in. And he striked. He was only pulled out of his haze by the pained yell and groan that came from Tommy. After he had stabbed him. He didn't like messing with his sword.

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He was relieved when he found out his recovery would only be about to days, thanks to Phil using his abilities to quicken the process. Tommy had basically passed out, he didn't realize that Phil's ability worked on the receiver's energy, maybe thats why he never uses it. Poor kid, must have sucked to get stabbed in the gut.

"He's grown on you, hasn't he?"

Techno was surprised by the question. But Phil just stared, gaze sincere. "He really has grown on us. Tubbo as well. I know Wil really like him."

Techno didn't say anything, he simply nodded as if to only acknowledge he was indeed listening. He didn't really want to admit it, but what Phil said was true. Tommy had grown on him a lot without him even wanting him to.

"How about we put away the sword, just to make sure he doesn't get it and start pestering you again."

Techno just nodded. Phil and Techno ended up agreeing on hiding it in the basement. The only thing down their was the water heater so it wasn't very large. Tommy and Tubbo refused to go in there, neither liked it, so it was an appropriate space to keep it out of their clutches.

After hiding the sword away and returning to the first floor, Techno looked at Phil, "I guess he has."

Phil had a huge smile on his face. He retreated to his room after Tubbo came back. No one wanted Tubbo to freak out cause Gods, that kid is scary. He simply stayed there for a while, not doing much other than reading. Thats when he remembered the only have 2 more weeks until the boys would return home.

And they would once again be alone.

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Techno and Tommy??? What Is tHiS?!?

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