Dreamnoblade Oneshots

Testing My Limits

A/N Tw: Gore, Porn

"Please- stop I can't take this anymore," He pleaded, on his knees, hot tears rolling down his cold face.

The man lowered the gun. 'Maybe.. maybe I shouldn't do this'

"What an interesting reaction," Techno smiled, raising his axe over his shoulder.

"You shouldn't be letting your victims trick you like this, hm?" He grinned, slicing down into the man's body, letting the axe get stuck in his waist. He chopped at the man, who had fallen until he could hear the sickening Crack, and see the vomit inducing spurts of blood come from the lower now disconnected body.

"Damn, I thought you're stupid ass would never show up," Dream laughed dusting himself off as he got up from his spot on the floor.

"I didn't think I'd make it on time.. but I pulled through," Techno glanced down at the halves of the body which layed before the two. Blood continued to leak out from the body, it was a foul sight.

The mans spine peaked out from both ends as it had been broken through. Disgusting, intestines were peeking from the body, some scattered out, burst on the cold floor. It looked as if someone had popped a water-balloon filled with human insides. As if the man had just bust open within the hits, his eyes were rolled back into his skull, his mouth slightly opened at an angle. His body was hard, so stiff and cold, his skin had grew pale.

The two knew they couldn't just leave him there, but there was nothing to really do with the body. Nothing that wouldn't be too obvious at least.

Unless...

"I might know what to do," Dream piped up, looking a bit too excited. "Dude your ideas literally suck what is it now."

"Well.. I personally myself had always found myself a bit.. hungry in the prison," He smirked "I wonder if the wardens felt the same.. must be harsh working that kinda job."

"I mean, yes, however.. I don't think Sam was really a big fan of duck," Techno chuckled coldly at his own remark, earning a light laugh from Dream. "Oh but he always seemed to have thought his children were oh so sweet, and delightful perhaps it'll be the same taste wise." He snickered, staring down at the corpse.

The pair bagged up the body. Techno took hold and slung it over his shoulder. "Isn't that a bit heavy, sure you don't need help," Dream laughed, sounding like he had been losing his voice. "Shut the fuck up before you end up like him," Techno threatened, flashing a glare to the man beside him.

"Yeah? And what else are you gonna do? Get jumped by another kid with a gang who literally call themselves the "butcher army" or something like that?" Dream teased, laughing wickedly at the thought of the one who he had at one point looked up to getting beat by a kid with some friends.

"Dream. I did not get jumped by a child with their friends, I got attacked and threatened by a president, who holds higher power than I thought." Techno snarled, his grip on the bag tightening.

"Mhm.. hey didn't you're dad basically stop caring about you, then practically abandon your sorry ass? It's almost like he knew how weak you are, like he just knew you'd come crawling back, hm," Dream giggled to himself, happy with the comment he had made.

"Hey, didn't your dad yknow.. leave you? Almost like he knew he should've put your ass up for adoption," Techno stated, not bothering to look to the other male.

"Hey thats-" "Oh look, we're here." Techno cut off Dream, smiling, as they made their way into the household. The continents in the bag squelched, and squeezed together then apart, releasing horrid noises.