Michael woke up to a sharp pain in his head. He opened his eyes to see a pitch-black crow pecking him on the head. He knew Phil had found him. He hoisted himself up, grabbed his sword and made his way to Tecno's house. He was extremely sore but he didn't care.
He showed up at Phil and Techno's house. Techno was on the porch smoking a cigar and writing something. Michael took a step closer and the snow loudly crunched under his feet. Techno looked up at him with wide eyes. Techno quickly ran over and scooped Michael up and brought him inside. Michael was too drained to complain. Techno carefully put him down in his reading chair and ran to the kitchen and grabbed a wet rag.
He ran back over to Michael and bent down in front of him. "Can I?" Michael was confused until he looked down and noticed a huge splotch of dried blood. He nodded and Techno cleaned it and wrapped it. Michael was so focused on everything else he hadn't noticed the massive cut on his leg. Michael stayed silent, he didn't want to talk, he just wasn't in the mood. Techno understood and sat with him. Just Techno sitting with him seemed to calm Michael down.
Techno fed Michael and gave him a pair of clothes to change into. Michael was big enough that Tecno's clothes now fit him. Techno spent all day taking care of Michael and let Michael sleep in his room.
Michael didn't sleep that night. He stayed up the whole time hitting the punching bag. After a couple of hours, Michael eventually ripped a hole in the bag causing san to spill out all over the floor. He groaned out in anger.
He ran over and pulled out the notebook he got from his dad and began to write.
Dear Techno,
I am going out, I should be back before sunrise, if not, don't worry I am fine.
He ripped the page out and put it on his bed. He grabbed his snow robe he had gotten as a gift as well as his father's netherite armor. He quietly made his way out of the house. Michael made his way around Techno's house and almost made it past Phil's house when he was interrupted, "Where are you going?". Michael quickly turned around to see Phil standing on his roof, looking out over the hills.
Michael swallowed hard, he wasn't sure what to say. Instead, Phil spoke up, "Going to find your dad?" Michael knew he had been caught. He just nodded. Phil jumped off the roof, using his broken wings to soften the landing.
Phil whistled loudly and an entire flock of hundreds of crows came over and surrounded them. Michael's face showed confusion, which Phil noticed so he began to explain. "Do you know where these crows came from?", Michael just shrugged, he had asked once before but it seemed to be a sore topic.
"Each and every single one of these birds is the spirit of the people I have killed. Some were innocent and some weren't. The first one appeared when I was younger. I had gone out of my mind and tried to attack the people of my village. Whatever came over me, was the same thing that came over Wilbur before he died. My father got in my way and tried to stop me. And with my bare hands, I killed him. Killing him caused me to snap out of whatever trance I was in. I broke down and cried myself to sleep right there. I woke up and he was gone, but where his body was, was a crow. No matter how much I tried, the crow wouldn't leave me alone. I grew angrier at myself, so I used that anger and became a warrior. I would be hired by different villages to kill bandits, kidnappers, robbers, etcetera. Each time I would take a life, they would become a crow. This is my punishment, a consistent reminder of all the lives I took. But, I have learned to make the best of the situation, and now I use them to keep watch over all of the SMP, as well as use them to contact others. The lives of the innocent I took, eventually made their way somewhere, so now I am left with people who committed unspeakable crimes. It is a punishment not just for me, but for the people who took the lives of the innocent. They are bound to be my slaves until I die."
Michael stood there shell shocked. What should he say, there were hundreds of crows, and each of them was the spirits of murderers. Although they deserved it, the immense amount of crows surrounding them completely shocked Michael. Michael couldn't conjure up something to say.
Phil broke the silence, "I have used my crows to locate Dream, although he is consistently moving, I know the general vicinity of where he is." Before Michael could say anything a loud voice boomed out from behind them. Michael turned around to see Technoblade standing there in full Netherite armor, "I'm coming with you". Michael knew there was no way Dream could defeat them if all of them went. Although Michael was filled with rage towards Dream, he also felt a sense of warmth from Phil and Techno. Phil began walking, leading the way to wherever Dream was.
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Michael's adventure
FanfictionTubbo and Ranboo's son Michael goes on an adventure around the dream smp. It was supposed to be a quick tour, but Technoblade found something out about Michael, that would change their lives forever. Literally 7k words in I realized this is the Odys...