Free-Fall: Vigilante Tommyinnit AU

《CHAPTER SEVENTEEN》

TimeDeo POV-

Like Hell i'd let Dream even lay a finger on Tommy. I didn't know him much, but what I did know was- if he ever even dared to TRY and take Tommy away from me. All hell would break lose, and I would show no mercy.

I am not Technoblade. I am not the so called "Blood God". I am TimeDeo.

I am so much more powerful than a god, and it's about time, the people who look down on me with there "god complex", acknowledge that.

I hate Dream- I hate him for what he has done to Tommy, my sunshine. 

(quick A/N: It is strictly PLATONIC, all you weirdos out there)

And I wouldn't dare forget what fucking Philza Minecraft did- along with Wilbur and Technoblade.

I knew who they were behind those stupid fake smiles and those damn hero costumes.

They were nothing but self-centered to me.

"Hey, Luke?", I asked quietly, Luke stopped obsessing over the balloon packets in Boffy's hands, and turned to me, "Yeah?", "Do you three mind going out and getting more things for Tommy's surprise party?", Bitzel's gaze on me was curious, but regardless, the three agreed quickly, with no hesitation, "Sure, Man, but if you don't mind me asking- why wont you be joining us?", Boffy asked simply, though I could see he looked at me like Bitzel. Questioning me silently. I knew Luke was suspicious too, but he didn't seem as bothered as Boffy and Bitzel, "I won't lie to you, I really want to go find Timescape and talk to him about Tommy's illness", I admitted, and there gaze had softened, now becoming understanding and sad- "You could have just said so, Deo, I thought you wanted us to leave so you could get away with murder or something", Bitzel said, I snorted, "No, no- you guys know that if I was going to commit murder, you'd be going with me"

I found myself twisting the ring on my finger again, and I smiled dryly at the thought of being able to spend time with Tommy after so long. I remember seeing how he broke down in his bedroom, his face held tightly in the grasp of his scarred hands. How he broke down because of my fake loss. My fake death.

Seeing him like that- so near the edge of insanity because of a decision I made for him- a decision he never asked me to make.

And I knew he would never ask me to. That's why I did it.

When it came to red venom

It wasnt like we were trying to make things worse for Tommy and the other citizens, no, that was never the goal. The goal was to save Tommy.

After his shit, neglecting family left him behind, (and still probably haven't realized it), well, I couldn't let Tommy be alone. Like hell I would, I loved him, he was my family- my pride and joy. Everything I was, everything I did, it was for him. I was stronger now than i ever was, because of him. I was better with Tommy. He really was as bright as the sun when it came to Business Bay, and Boffy.

I really couldn't live without him. Having to leave and fake me death, while it was for Tommy- it hurt so badly, making Tommy go through that. I was still guilty. I'd always be guilty.

I knew he would never ask for help. Not even from me. I knew he'd be stubborn about it. I knew he would take to his grave too. He really would have- he would have taken everything down with him. His secrets. His powers. His strength. His weaknesses. His Love. His Hate. His Scars. His Pain. All of it. He would have taken it all with him.

And I was willing to go down with him too. 

Luke and Bitzel would have too. But then- then red venom came into the picture- and I found another way out of the cracking photo frame.

"I just need to know", I sighed, frustration seeping into my fists, "I cannot just do this for you Timer, you know that-", I kicked Timescape down and he fell with a shocked yelp. I dropped a hard cover book on his chest. "I got your book back, I don't know what it is about, or whats written in it or anything- I just know it's important to you", I said, looking at him in the eyes, with his purple masquerade mask- it always changed every now and then. 

"I got you that- now give me what you owe me", I said, Timescape grinned, seeming impressed, "You actually know what your doing, don't you?", "I'm one of the few who do", I said, "You like it too?", "If I don't take pride in what i'm doing, why am I doing it in the first place, right?", Timescape's grin fell, and his eyes widened, "I've heard that before", I shrugged, "I've said it plenty of times, Tommy get's it from me", Timescape sat there on the silver floors for what felt an eternity, then slowly, he let his fingers dance upon the edge of his mask, pealing it off slowly, not in a hesitant pace, but more of a comfortable one. He let out his hand for me to shake and smiled wider than i'd ever seen him do so, "My Name is Karl Jacobs, why don't we get you those discs you need?"