Parakeets

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[HEATHENS - twenty one pilots]

January 8th 2015

"Karl, you know what you have to do right?" The man crossed his legs sat on the large chair, a throne of sort flowing and draping down. A mix of silks, velvets and dyed furs.

"Mhm" Karl nodded

The man stood grabbing karl by the collar
"This isn't a joke kid, i'll have your head on the stakes at the entrance if you fuck up" He let go shoving karl slightly
"Fine- yes sir"
"That's better, you're lucky i'm choosing you for this job. You've only gotten it because you're pretty, a good liar."
"Why can't halo just keep observing"
"Because Karl, Sapnaps becoming suspicious. Someone like you on the inside would be good for us, it'll be a wonderful contribution to have you on the team karl."

Karl sighed, he was aware he didn't have a choice. It was between being a mole and scrubbing toilets and cleaning the blood of technoblade victims from the floor.

"Okay" He forced a smile raising his chin
"You'll find him here" Technoblade handed him a thin piece of card, Karl flipped it the address of a well known bar was on the back

"How will i know it's him"

"Oh, you'll know. Look at the eyes"

Karl span on his heel and began to walk, he was nervous. Normally he was on the sidelines, he never had to go on the 'missions' as such.

Techno was an associate with the Super natural union.

His job was simple, contain the Tarkers.

Phil always stuck by his side.

Techno had to make sure to keep track on every single one, from assigning spirit guides to marking and killing those that went rogue.

Sapnap was a tarker, he'd been brought up to believe he was simply a pure bred. Badboyhalo had been keeping an eye on him for years, centuries. Yet sapnap had become distant, quieter with him. So now Techno needed another person on the inside, to keep an eye on him even when bad couldnt.

Before long Karl found himself outside of the bar, he walked in.

It was rather empty, sports playing quietly on the television that hung over the stools. A man sat on one of them, a beer in his right hand, another group of men were sat in a booth laughing.

Karl made his way to the stools sitting down, he noticed that the male sat two stools away looked up.

His face was pretty, light stubble, messy brown hair covering his eye slightly, His eyes glowed yellow. Karl gave him a brief smile before turning back to the bartender

"What can i get you" He smiled
"Uh just a water"
"A water" The bartender seemed taken back but shook his head and followed the request.

"So a pretty boy just stumbles on in here, doesn't drink, obviously isn't into sports and seems way too gentle to be in this sort of environment, so what brought you here" The make beside chuckled taking a swig of his drink.

"Wanted to- try something different" Karl smiled, giving a brief thank you and the bartender pushed the water towards him before walking off.

"Hm different, well damn most people would go out to a club not a lousy bar in florida" He shook his head
Karl shrugged, he had to play the role of the shy, awkward soft boy as well as he could. In honesty the role wasn't far from how he actually was, but right now his life depended on it.

"You're not mortal are you" The male whispered his voice low so the others in the bar couldn't hear
"How did you-" Karl almost gasped looking up at him socked, noticing how his face squished as he held a laugh back.
"The watch and the compass dangling from your neck, what normal person wears that shit"
"i mean-"
"time traveller, correct?"
"precisely"
"Well, i may as well introduce myself, I'm Nick, everyone calls me sapnap though. Purebred V at your service" He extended a hand and karl shook it with a smile.

"Karl, Karl Jacobs."

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a/n

a little backstory, how we feeling?

This chapter is based in the past !!!!

people wanted more on how karl betrayed them and how he came to be a traitor sooo.

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