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A Voice

!warning/TW swearing, blood, death, disorientation and forms of self harm. If any of these topics make you uncomfortable please skip this chapter!

Also this will be angst with fluff at the end.

Summary: 

A fourteen year old Techno is walking back to his adoptive family's cabin, on the way he is attacked by two travellers. Something inside his brain clicks and his world goes red. 

This is sort of a continuation of "oh and yeah, we are family now". If you haven't read it I would suggest doing so, it covers all of Techno's past. But if you don't want to here's a quick explanation: young Techno is abandoned by his parents, he is sent away from the nether and forced to live in the overworld. He then meets Kristin, his adoptive mother.

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The sound of shoes dragging along dirt was all that could be heard, tired hands gripped onto rusted metal. Techno had been sent out to get water for tonight's dinner, he had to walk to the nearest river. He had been walking for almost five hours and he wasn't even close to home yet. 

His attire didn't make any of this better either, he had on brown leather boots that reached mid shin, his black shorts reached his knees. A tattered beige shirt along with a dusty white apron of sorts tied around his waist. His hands were tightly gripping a wooden water bucket, the rusted handle digging into his skin.

Techno held the bucket at his side, both arms straightened. He body tilted to the side and his shoes dragged against the dirt. His head was slightly pressed against his shoulder and his mouth agape, his eyes tired. 

Even though it was nearing nightfall it was still stupidly warm outside.

Techno was quite afraid of being out after dark, his big brother had always told him to be inside once the sun had set. His family always got protective over him, he never understood why. After about twenty minutes the sun disappeared, hidden away. Techno breathed out through his mouth, he stumbled on his feet. Before he could fall he pushed himself up against a tree, lifting the bucket up and holding it to his chest. 

He pushed his body off the tree, stumbling slightly. He began walking once more, his feet still dragging along the ground. He heard a twig break.

He looked over his shoulder to see two men, both definitely taller than him. "Oh Lord, is that one of those dirty Piglin things?" One asked "Hm, I think so."

Techno quickly turned on his heel, walking forward. He then felt a hand clamp onto his shoulder. "Hey, where you running off to.?" One of the men said, leaning down to Technos height. "That's none of your concern." Techno said, hoisting up the water bucket. 

Techno shoved the and hand of his shoulder and kept walking, almost tripping while doing so. "Ha, look at the little Piglin fuck, running off. Probably gonna go whine to Mom and Dad." The men laughed, one reached out, grabbing onto Techno's wrist. 

The man pulled Techno forward, forcing him to drop the bucket. The man quickly avoided his gaze. Not once had he actually made eye contact with Techno. Cowards..

 Water splashed onto the ground, soaking into the dirt. Techno, bit the inside of his cheek. He stepped away, forcefully pulling his wrist out of the mans grasp. 

"Leave me the hell alone." Techno said, striding forwarded. "Weak little monster, ain't it.?" The second man said, crossing his arms. "Ah, aren't they always. Stupid Mobs are always over estimated." "Ehw, did you see it's disgusting red eyes.? Man, seriously it's a fucking monster."