The plans had been set in stone. Tomorrow, L'manburg would be no more but a bottomless pit, devoid of the life and homes which currently stood there.Technoblade found himself nervous as he looked through his chest to find the right ingredients for his potions. He was in no way felt prepared; everything had happened so quickly. Only a couple of hours ago had he been allied with Tommy, not only this but given the teenager his trust, only for it to be taken and thrown back in his face.
He was angry. Not just him; the voices were too. But for now, he had to keep them under control ready for tomorrow.
Dream had completely disappeared to god knows where. Phil had stayed with him in his cottage tucked away in the northern, snowy plains. His retirement home. The place he had built to break free from his violent actions. It now seemed he couldn't escape it.
He had most of the supplies for tomorrow, he could leave making the potions for then, he would need a lot of them after all. His weapons and armour were at almost perfect durability. He had given his Axe of Peace to Tommy, but now he doubted he would get it back, so he would have to do without.
He suddenly remembered something, a crucial part of his plan he couldn't afford to fail.
The hounds. He needed them all with him to secure his chance of coming out of the battle alive.
"Phil," Techno said as he put down what he was doing. The winged man turned around to meet his sharp red eyes and hummed in response. "We have to go back and move the hounds. Tommy knows where they are so they can't stay there."
"Are you sure that's a good idea mate?" Phil questioned, eyebrows furrowed. "There's bound to be a lot of them patrolling the area still. It would be a risky move, we could get caught."
"We don't have a choice. We need them if we're going to win this."
Phil shrugged, he knew there was no convincing him now that Techno had made up is mind. "If you say so."
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Techno stared back into the dark, ominous cave. The pure sound emitting from the area was slightly worrisome, it seemed having a pack of over 200 wolves in one relatively small cave wasn't the best idea. Nevertheless, he grabbed the stones and quickly began stacking them to block off the entrance, and hopefully the sound too.
He sighed. Tomorrow was going to be an eventful day. For now, he just had to make sure all his items were in place and that nobody were to find out what they had in store for L'manburg and it's people.
"Techno! Hurry up, we have to leave before anyone checks down here!" It was Phil, it seemed he'd already reached the top of the sewers.
The Blade turned to the exit when he caught sight of a dark figure in the corner of his eye. No, oh god no.
He slowly turned back to the figure, his red eyes narrowing behind his mask.
Badboyhalo stared back at him, white scleras wide and fanged mouth slightly ajar. He didn't move, frozen in shock and maybe even fear, his forked tail had tightly curled itself around his left leg, implicating he was in fact scared. Why did it ALWAYS have to be Badboyhalo?
Techno sighed once again and took a step forward, his mouth set in a firm frown. The demon took a step back, almost in sync with him. He hadn't said a word since he'd got here. Techno knew it wouldn't be long until this guy would make a run for it.
"Techno??" Phil was calling him from one of the pipes above him, completely unaware that they had already been caught.
Techno's frown deepened. "I'll be there in a minute, Phil."
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Asunder ~ A Dream SMP Story
Hayran KurguThe one person Technoblade vowed to himself to protect is killed during the bombing of L'manburg. He has nobody turn to... ...excluding that one guy he kept hostage in his basement. -- The Dream SMP but with a few twists that cause the story to tak...