Dominance. [Dreamnoblade]

Low and Behold [Part 7]

Technoblade's P.O.V.

I felt arms grasp onto me. 

"Now! We can now have a REAL chain battle!" He said. I turned my head to him. He was grasping onto me desperately. Like I was the only one in the world to help him in some way.

Although it looked like that, the emotion felt different.

Suddenly, I felt controlled. Like my heart was being pulled by strings, and there was nothing I could do about it.

Why do I feel this way?

The feeling of the room felt fearful.

I cant see under Dream's mask. But I do know this.

He had the biggest smile. The infamous blood lustful one.

I heard small giggles come from Dream.

I swung the chain. Only for him to dodge it, and sending his chain flying back. I turned to the side, avoiding the direct throw. 

He maneuvered his body, to the right.

Behind.

I flipped over the chain, dodging it once again.

The chain came back to Dream.

He twirled, letting the chain wrap around him.

Louder giggles were heard from him, going from silent more contained ones.

To maniac ones.

"He's pissing me off." "He's having too much fun." I heard the voices state.

They are right though, he's pissing me off by dodging the chain.

"Hmm~ I'll allow other weapons if you'd like." I heard him coo. The tone of his voice could give the whole world goosebumps.

"Better yet...- Why not even change out your WEAPONS?!" I heard him laugh out.

You can never change him when he's like this.

Never.

He yanked the chain, letting it unwrap around him like a snake. He proceeded to swing it around. 

He whipped it to the ground then, standing perfectly straight. 

He lifted his hand that didn't have the chain in it.

"Let's dance." He spoke simply.

At that, I threw the chain. Unsheathing the sword the had long awaited a fight.

Now I have a smile on my face.

This blood lustful feeling never gets old. It gets me going, it longs for a fight.

It longs for blood.

"Let's." I said back to him.

We ran at each other. Me swinging first at him with the sword. He moved back, dodging the sword and continuing to pull a bow out.

He swiped an arrow from his back and moved to the side to aim swiftly, shooting accurately towards me. 

I sliced the arrow with my sword, and abruptly turned on one foot, dashing to the side towards him.

He shot 2 arrows at me before wiping his chain towards me. I rolled on the ground efficiently avoiding the shot.

He put his bow away, switching to a sword.

He also started running at me.

We clashed swords. Now depending on our strength to back us up.

I moved downwards, removing my sword from the clash and letting him swing at me. 

I now had the low ground.

Once I fully dodged the sword by ducking, I shot right back up and swung my sword while doing so. He saw through it, backing up too late.

The sword sliced his right arm, leaving an average sized cut on his arm.

He tumbled back, grasping at his arm to stop the blood.

The mask from his face fell from all the impact of it being flung around. 

He looked up.

With the utmost masochist smile I've seen.

He swung his arms to his side, looking down again.

"Now for the encore..." He mumbled.

He lunged unexpectedly at me, I moved to the side in hopes to dodge.

He stomped his foot forcefully on the ground, swinging his sword in my direction.

Giving me a cut on my left arm. 

I also stumbled back, but then returning back to a defensive position.

Quite the adrenaline rush you give me Dream.

"Blood." "BLOOD!" "Blood..." "Blood~" The voices chanted.

My smile widened. What would Dream look like bleeding out of every part, begging for forgiveness?

I let a low laugh escape my mouth.

Dream tilted his head, squinting his eyes. Looking at nothing in particular.

Dream's smile right now was horrifying.

It gives so much bloodlust...

He lifted his sword, turning and inspecting it.

He licked the blood off of it then.

You little brat.

I lunged at him. 

This time, your little minor injury will turn into fatal ones.

He lunged at me then too. Looking as if he had the same intentions as me.

"Hey it's Dream!" I heard a familiar voice yell. I snapped out of my trance, stopping my actions.

Dream doing the same.

I looked over to where the sound seemingly came from.

It was Sapnap.

He looked like he was yelling at someone. Then I saw another person rush in.

Is that George?

I looked at Dream, who looked at them with a somewhat blank stare.

"Oh! Dream!" I heard George yell. "Wait, why don't you have your mask on?!" He yelled again.

That's right... He doesn't have a mask on.

He seemed to snap out of thought, because he jolted and alarmingly looked around for his mask.

I picked the mask up that was by my feet, and handed it to him.

"Here, pretty."

Wait what did I just say?

He took the mask out of instinct and looked up at me.

"Wait, what?" He asked. A blush appeared on his face.

I felt my face heat up.

"I- uh... I didn't mean to say that! Uhh..." I tried coming up with an excuse. But the only problem was my head was clouded.

He snapped back on his mask around his head.

"Dream!" I heard George yell. Only though the yell was closer.

I witnessed as George tackled Dream to the ground.

"George!" I heard Dream yell.

I watched as George embraced Dream in a tight hug.

What's this feeling?

Why does my heart hurt so bad?

I feel so...

Angry.