Operation: Merciless

Chapter Twenty-Seven | Testing Techno

~George's P.O.V~

George's head was spinning. This wasn't the first time George felt like he was going to die, and it wouldn't be the last.

All three of them stood frozen, glaring at each other. Techno gripped the gun, clicking his tongue. "George... He's alive and free. I can't let him leave alive or free."

Sam couldn't speak, his mouth was wide open. George shook his head, Techno smirked to him in response. "George, move." George shook his head. Techno wasn't Dream.

"You know the rules, George. You wanted to let him in and now you get to watch him die." Technoblade sighed, resting his finger. "I'm not Dreamer, I don't enjoy killing. I much prefer arson."

Sam didn't say a word, he was stunned. It was out that Techno was Dreamer's assistant. What did that mean for George? George let the captor take him again.

"You're... you're Technoblade?!" Sam finally tripped on his words.

Techno smiled. "That's me!" Sam was in shock.

What was he going to do now? They wouldn't let Sam go with all this information!

George was panicking if anything. All George could do was stand between Sam and the gun with a frightened but defiant glare.

"George, I'm sorry, If Dreamer knew I kept him alive..." Technoblade's voice trailed off.

"No!" was the only word George could get out.

"Dreamer did give you permission to talk to me, you just never did. Good to see you have a voice." Techno smiled.

George shook his head, holding his ground against shooting Sam. Sam was surprised himself, George didn't speak. George had rules, he couldn't speak to Sam and he didn't.

"You're... not... killing... him." George stumbled on his words.

Techno spun the gun around his finger. "I can't let him live George"

Sam spoke up. "Okay, I get it. I'm in this situation with y'all now, but I'll do whatever you want." 

Techno turned to Sam. He wasn't begging, just negotiating.

"You could kill me, or you could let me live and help you guys... with whatever it is you do."

Techno narrowed his gaze thoughtfully. "I've never had an assistant before." Technoblade smirked. "Now listen here, Sam. You do what you're told. You're still alive because I don't want to hide a body today, however I cannot guarantee your safety in the future. Dreamer is quite picky..."

Sam nodded his head. "Whatever you say is my command."

Technoblade smirked and lowered the gun. "Rules; kitchen's off limits unless I tell you otherwise; you're not allowed to contact anyone outside this house; my room is off limits; leave the dog alone no matter how annoying it might be; and George is top priority, unfortunately." Techno rolled his eyes while George raised his eyebrow. Kardac's head tilted.

"That should be the basics. I have work to do, I'll let you know if I need anything. There should be a room by George's, I'm sure you can find your own clothes and whatever there." Techno left to his room leaving George and Sam in slight shock.