Kill God For You (technoblade x FEMreader)

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(A/N): This story takes place where minecraft and irl are kinda mixed, so if something is in this story that isn't in Minecraft, please forgive! also, the lore may be a bit different than in canon

first person POV

I sat around the table with the rest of the butcher army conspiring our next move to execute techno. My black painted fingernails thrummed against the table. This meeting was going nowhere. i sighed and an idea popped into mind. I interrupted whatever the hell Quackity was talking about.

"What if we lured him in with the proposition of a trial, but execute him instead." Quackity scowled at me. He walked over to me, an angry aura surrounding him. "First of all, I was talking. do not interrupt. secondly, that is an okay idea. we will build off of that." He walked back to his position at the head of the table. 'Why does he act like he's the leader. we all equally contribute to this cause.

After the meeting is over, I head over to my home in L'manburg. It was small and quaint, and much like Tommy's, is nestled in a small hill. On the inside were various herbs and plants, along with bottles. It was basically like the drug van, but less... grungy? I plopped on the bed, sighing. I had to start preparing for the day to come. 

Timeskip

It was finally the day. The day they would lure techno. Sometimes I wonder why they hated Techno so much, as I was not a part of L'Manburg when they said his big attack took place, and no one really went into detail with me. It angered me that everyone thought they were better then me, but L'manburg was my home. That was reason enough to fight. I cleared my mind and began deciding what to wear. Just because I was about kill someone doesn't mean I can't be classy while doing so. I skimmed through my chest of garments choosing my outfit.

(you choose)

At Techno's

I didn't expect it to be this cold. I shivered a bit as I trenched through the snow. Despite the situation, everyone seemed calm. except me. I didn't even know why we were executing him. Just that he was a criminal. I shook my head clearing my thoughts. But then my thoughts started rushing to how we even found techno in the first place. They found a compass leading to Techno's cabin... in Philza's possessions. It was sad because he was like a father figure. But it couldn't be helped. Before I knew it, we were at Technoblades cabin. I stayed in the back of the group, counting my supplies.

- enchanted netherite axe

- various splash potions

-diamond sword

- riptide trident

-bow and arrows

the fight raged on, but I couldn't move. my feet were plastered to the floor. Why? I wanted to help! I came up with this idea! Why couldn't I fight! it felt like I was watching a movie. i wanted to scream, but I couldn't move. this was the worst fear Id ever felt. Then I heard Quackity yell "Y/N MOVE NOW AND HELP!" This seemed to knock me out of my phase. I charged into the battle, aiding my partners with potions of swiftness and healing. I pulled a bow from my quiver, and aimed it at the pink haired man, a skull blocking a full view of his face. My hands started shaking. I heard quackity yell out  "GET HIM Y/N NOWS YOUR CHANCE" I aimed the bow, pull back the arrow and locked eyes with the target. He spotted me. 'crap'. I thought it was over, but someone was able to tackle him. I didn't want to kill him, just heavily injure him so he couldn't fight back. I pulled back my arrow and released. 

The arrow whizzed past him, grazing his arm, although it didn't seem to affect him all to bad. Screw this. I threw the bow down and ran into the battle, grabbing an axe and getting in a head to head fight. 

"Die, you filthy swine! I cant wait to see the life seep out of your eyes, the heat leave your body!" I laughed like a maniac, which was my downfall. I was distracted. The pig threw me to the floor and held his axe to my neck. then I heard Quackity. "TECHNO STOP." I was to concerned with y'know THE SHARP BLADE PREESED ASGAINST MY NECK to fully pay attention but I heard something about a horse. Technoblades horse? Technoblade looked defeated. He dropped his armor and weapons, surrendering.

We got him. we stripped him of his possesions, and dragged him back to L'manburg. He was brought to the execution grounds. and guess what? I had to execute him. Why did I regret volunteering? I thought I wanted this. My palms were sweaty as I held onto the blade that would release the anvil. I wanted this. 

I listened to Tubbo give a sppech, occasionally jeering and agreeing with what he said. I glanced over at the prisoner. We locked eyes. I couldn't tell what emotion was displayed on his face. Confusion? Fear? I doubt it was fear. From the stories I heard, I was confident he didnt feel fear. I was lost in thought when suddenly a puff of smoke and yelling brought me back. 

"What the hell?" I equipped an axe and shield, charging into the fight. Next thing I knew, there was another battle. No one was paying attention to the prisoner, which had to be how the attackers plan succeeded. 

quackity shouted at me "Y/N CUT THE ROPE! CUT THE ROPE Y/N!" I stared at him before running over to the rope. My hands trembled as I pulled out my knife. Was I really about to end a mans life? Can I really do this? I unsheathed the knife and shakily held it up to the rope. I hesitated. "CMON Y/N!" I stared at my trembling hands. Why couldn't i do it. I shook my head and dropped the knife. Quackity shoved me to the floor, taking the knife and slicing the rope.

I stared in horror as the anvil fell. Then there was a bang, and a flash of golden light, which could only be related to one item of magic. A totem. Next thing we know, Technoblade had escaped. I was stuck to the floor, sobbing. I acted like i was all big and tough, i even convinced myself this was true, but I couldnt take a mans life, I was a failure. 

Timeskip

I sat nervously in front of quackity, alone. We were sitting in the butcher army headquarters, at opposite ends of the table. 

"You! You are useless! I personally paid you to be executioner! And you cant even cut a damn rope! You are worthless! You are a disappointment!" He walked over to you, raising a hand and sending a loud smack across your cheek. I couldn't take it anymore. I started sobbing. 

"I-i'm sorry sir. I th-thought i could do it. I thought i could take his life. But I dont even know why we are executing him!" I wiped tears from my face, a oiding the red welt beginning to take place. Quackity grabbed me by my collar, throwing me to the floor.

"Don't lie to me! You must be working with him! How else would he have a totem! You are a worthless traitor!" He smacked me again. This verbal and physical abuse continued. "He almost killed me, Y/N! How could you care about someone who does that!" He pointed to the healing wound crossed over his eye. "Maybe you should see how it feels? Maybe then you'll learn to hate him!" He unsheathed a knife. I yelped and started scooting away, my back hitting the wall. "Theres nowhere to run y/n." he held me down and started his attack. 

I didnt remember much. I was in a constant stage of passing out and waking up. All I can really remember is the unbearable pain, and his words. "Since you love that pig so much, maybe you can go live with him, because you are not welcome here."

It was dark after that. I was kicked out of my home, with nothing but the clothes on my back, and unbearable pain.