Behind the scenes (georgenotfound kidnapped, angst, dnf)

Part 23 - Goodbye friend

Lmao George looks so short when he met up with Wil and Tommy.

TW
Blood
Torture
Fighting
Character permanent death (likeable character)
Sadness
Pain
I don't even know anymore

Third person pov

Quackity grabbed George and walked out the house with him despite the protests from Ranboo and Tubbo. "How are we going to kill him?" George asked.
"Let's be honest Gogy you are a runner not a fighter so it's more going to be me killing him and you helping." Quackity said teasingly.
"Hey that's not true!" The British man protested, making both burst out laughing. 'So this is what it feels like to be happy and not scared all the time, I had forgotten.' George thought to himself, then asked, "Where are we even going?"
"You'll see. Just shut up for a sec we got to stay quiet."

Quackity pov

I led my companion to the hole under the community house and urged him to go down. I jumped in after and seeing him gape, whispered, "You're not the only one with secrets Gogy."
We walked through the echoing tunnel both trying to be quiet as possible. "When did you even make this?" George asked as we walked into a hole in the wall to take a break, "I mean I thought I would have found out when I was-"
I cut him off "Spying on everyone? Invading everyone's privacy? Picking a murderous psycho over your friends? Not helping with anything? What George?"
He looked surprised and muttered, "I- I'm sorry."
"Yeah you should be."
His face hardened and he snapped, "Well maybe if you guys had actually spoken to me and been there for me when the person I love went insane and my other friend left the server I wouldn't have done those things! And before you say that I did what I did before that happened yes I know I did but I was working for Dream at that point, trying to take down the government. Who could blame me? What good has the government done to anyone?"
"L'manberg brought people together." I replied now unsure of myself.
"No not l'manberg. The government."
I opened my mouth to speak but had nothing to say. He was wrong but I knew there would be no convincing him.

George pov

We stood up silently both feeling the tension in the air and continued to walk. A faint red glow got brighter and brighter until I felt quackity place his hand on my shoulder, stopping me. "Where are we?" I asked getting no response. We were in a dark corridor yet everything seemed somehow red. There were two voices talking through the wall that sounded like Bad and Ant and there was also I quiet sniffling. Me and Quackity must of noticed it at the same time because we both walked towards the direction of the noise.

Karl was curled up on the floor wrapped in red vines. They had gone through his limbs, around his neck and one was starting to puncture his stomach from pressure. There was a metallic smell in the air and if everything wasn't already red we would probably have noticed all the blood. "Karl?" I whispered, making the broken man look up at me. "Karl stay still it's going to be okay just don't move." Quackity said between sobs.
"P-please kill me. It hurts just make it stop hurting please." Karl begged. I couldn't believe he was asking this right now, I didn't know what to do. "Fancy meeting you two here." Said a voice from behind us. I turned around to see Bad and Ant staring at us menacingly.

"George come here now." Quackity ordered. I moved closer to him and he stood in front of me protectively. "You two messed up. Going after George, bad move. But now you've gone after Karl who I care about more." He said. I couldn't help but feel a little hurt by that comment.

Third person pov

Quackity quickly grabbed Bad and held a knife to his throat. He looked up at Ant and said, "One single move and I slit his throat."
The Mexican (I hope that's not offensive) brought Bad down and hit his head against the floor repeatedly as if to make it harder for him to fight back. Then he brought a knife down into the once innocent man's arm and started cutting out chunks of it.

George stared wide eyes at the torture scene happening before him. "George." Karl muttered. The brunette turned around and walked over to his friend, crouching down next to him. "George please kill me now."
"I won't."
"You can't just let me suffer. Please George."
He was right. Karl was going to die either way I could at least make it a less painful death.

Tears formed in the colourblind male's eyes as he sighed and lifted up a dagger. "I'm so sorry Karl." He whispered before driving the weapon though the man's heart.

Quackity pov

I continued cutting chunks out of Bad's body until I felt him go limp beneath me and saw his eyes roll back. "Does he have a pulse?" Ant asked me clearly worried. I laughed and then stabbed Bad's wrist multiple times. "He doesn't anymore." I sneered, "And you won't either soon enough."

My sword then made contact with his leg causing him to fall to the floor. I pushed him down and put my hands around my neck. As the man was choking I said, "This is just the beginning. I was make you wish you were never born for what you did to Karl."

My eyes instinctively went over to Karl and to my suprise George was plunging a knife into his heart. It seemed to unreal. He would just respawn right? That's what usually happens. But no, he is dead and not coming back.

I had completely forgotten about the person I was choking and looked down to see them dead. Well that didn't exactly make him wish he was never born.

George pov

I felt a hand on my shoulder and glanced up to see Quackity. "George this wasn't your doing." He said with no emotion, "This was all Dream."
"What?" I asked confused. "How was this Dream's fault?"
"If he wasn't alive this server would never had started all these fights in the first place. And I'm gonna kill him for it."
My confused face turned into and frown, "Quackity if you try and kill him, I will kill you."
"Well that's a shame George. It really is." He said before my world slipped away I collapsed onto the ground.

(Quackity knocked George out incase that wasn't obvious)