Let Us Adore You

Chapter 4: The Other Side

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The last thing Technoblade expected to see when he got home was some random teenage boy sleeping on the couch. In addition to this strange occurrence, both his brother and father were seen cooing at his sleeping form. 'What kind of weird shit did I walk into?' he thought, a quizzical expression gracing his features.

Ooh, new member pog?

Kinda creepy tho ngl, they prolly did something to him.

Ugh shut up we gotta hear their side first!

The hell's going on?? He doesn't have a vampire scent.

He's human????

Maybe they haven't turned him yet

Oooh things are getting spicy

Techno groaned, there they went at it again. Why did they have to come out now? He did his best to drown out the voices as he strolled up to them.

"Who's uh... that you got there?" He asks, gesturing to the boy between them. Both men perked up, their red eyes buzzing with excitement as they began to explain, albeit quietly. And Technoblade listened intently.

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So he leaves for a couple of months to meet with other covens and they pick up a child? Not even bothering to tell him? They had phones for fucks sake.

Besides, he couldn't fathom why Wilbur fancied this 'Tommy' either. Philza he could understand, his father liked chaotic children. But Wilbur? From the details given the boy's personality seemed to have traits his younger brother claimed to loathe in human children. Personally, Techno was intrigued by his fiery spirit. 'With the right training he could become a great warrior' he mused to himself.

The only problem was that the boy was there against his will. Even then, It wasn't like it was anything new when it came to the vampire community. Unwillingness was a common occurrence when 'recruiting' coven members. Heck, at first he wanted nothing to do with Phil when the man revealed his true nature all those centuries ago, same thing with Wilbur. All it took was a little... push to make him see it was all for the better. That vampires were the superior species and whatever miserable, finite life he had would be replaced with one of luxury and comfort. To see all that was fucked and wrong with the prospect of humanity itself. A species that would destroy themselves in war; and revel in the world suffering by their hands. And too Tommy would see it with time.

Look at him getting all philosophical n stuff

Lol you were so scared when Phil took you.

Well life has been better since so I vote yes

Remember when the villagers shunned you because you had vampiric features? Yeah not very pog. Phils nice

Ughhh im so bored let's get this over with.

What if he wakes up? They had to pacify him because he was freaking out and shit.

Trying to run from them? Of course he wouldn't have a chance.

Kinda stupid if you ask me.

"Jesus christ shut the fuck up," he angrily muttered under his breath, fingers rubbing his temples from the incoming headache.

Aw, thought you liked us techie

Jesus christ leave him alone

Being silent isn't very fun tho.

Fine we'll leave

But I was having fun...

And like that they were gone. Both Wilbur and Philza looked at Techno with sympathy, they understood his inner turmoil with those assholes. 'Chat' as he called them, was an unfortunate side effect of his turning. His abilities were tied to them as a way to feed his bloodlust. At least, that's what was theorized by Philza when they appeared. And despite not being in combat they still wormed their way into his everyday life. Unwanted.

"We're gonna take him to a spare room," Phil said and turned to Techno. "Get ready, once we put him in we'll be back to get the supplies and prepare. Come when you're ready," he continued while gently scooping the blond up, careful not to wake him.

Technoblade raised a brow. "What if he wakes up before we're ready? won't he just try to escape?"

"Nah mate I don't think he's stupid enough to jump three fucking stories to get away." Philza responded. And they went their separate ways.

When Techno arrived at his bedroom he immediately went to one of his drawers. Housed in it was a necklace made of gold with a green gemstone attached, the covens crest carved in it. Now, they didn't really need the jewelry to perform the turning, it was a more ritualistic thing to celebrate a new addition to the coven. Putting it on, he went out to meet the others.

He didn't know the kid, but if he was anything liked they described he was sure he'd like him.

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Tubbo wasn't having the best time. When Schlatt arrived to pick him up; he thought he would have dinner, talk for a bit, and then go home. Well, all that happened minus the going home part.

When he tried to leave Schlatt recommended he spend the night. "It's late goddamnit, why don't you just stay the night? I'll just drop you off tomorrow, how bout' that kiddo," he said. Tubbo tried to refuse of course, he didn't want to be a burden. Though, after much persuasion he reluctantly relented and agreed to the arrangement. 'It's just one night, it'll be just fine.' he thought. Oh how wrong he was.

After giving him some clothes to sleep in, Schlatt had kindly offered him a glass of warm milk to help him sleep. Tubbo, not noticing the odd glint in the man's eyes, gratefully accepted the glass. After a couple of sips he started to feel a little woozy, and then really woozy. His limbs began to feel heavy and in the corner of eyes black spots began to fill his vision. He stumbled, falling back into Schlatt who caught him in his arms. For the few moments he remained conscious his blurry vision caught a wolfish grin plastered on the man's face. Then it went black.

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Tubbo awoke to a slurry of problems. A feeling of discomfort throbbed in his mouth where his canines were and his neck was incredibly sore. Lifting a hand to meet his mouth he prodded at his teeth, only for a sharp, searing pain to erupt in them. He cried out in pain and quickly pulled his hand away, opting to examine his neck. Instead of skin he found himself touching bandages that fully wrapped around his neck, leaving no inch of skin left uncovered.

Not knowing what to do he fished for his phone only to find nothing, Schlatt must have taken it. His panicked eyes scanned around the room and he saw a landline in the corner. Kicking the sheets of the bed off his body, he rushed to it and dialed Tommy's number. It rang for a while until the other finally picked up. Heaving breathing was heard on the other side of the phone.

"Tubbo we gotta go as soon a possible."

"W-what?"

"Wilbur, Philza, they're fucking bloodsuckers. Goddamnit Tubbo they want to turn me please- just fucking run, meet me at the place -you know where"

Tommy hung up.

Tubbo began to really panic now. Wide, tear filled eyes began to look for an escape route, any escape route. His eyes eventually found themselves onto the window; trembling, he opened the latch and pulled the glass up. Looking down he let out a sigh of relief, he was on the first floor. Heart beating against his chest, he climbed out and ran, not bothering to look back. 

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Wonder how Tommy got out eh? I mean it's pretty obvious but still.

Chat was supposed to be in strike-through but I guess Wattpad is a little shit and doesn't have it.

[Critique in the comments would be greatly appreciated if you're comfortable with that.

To anyone who reads this, Have a nice day!]