DreamSMP Imagines

Struck | Technoblade

Three small taps are heard on the wood of his office door.

The pink-haired man breaks his attention away from his work to the person just on the other side of his door.

"Come in." his girlfriend, Y/n, cracks the door open once she gets permission.

"Hey babe, I'm going out for a jog. Is that alright with you?"

He thinks about it for a moment, "That's fine, do you have your knife?"

"Of course." Y/n grabs the knife from her pocket and flicks it open.

"Do you have water?" he stands from his chair, taking slow strides toward her.

"On the kitchen table." she smiles sweetly.

"Pepper Spray?"

"Always." The smile on her face brings one to his face.

"Alright then, be careful. You never know what could happen." he tucks a piece of hair behind her ear.

"You know I will."

She stands on the tip of her toes to kiss his cheek. "I'll see you in a bit."

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It all happened so fast.

One moment she was jogging through the woods.

Then the next she was lying on the ground screaming in agonizing pain.

There was nobody around to hear her scream and cry for help.

Surely someone had to have heard it...

Someone had to of heard the deafening crack of the bolt striking down on her.

But no...

Only she had heard it.

And only she had felt it.

~^~

She stumbles her way into the house after fumbling with the lock.

Everything hurt her.

Walking.

Moving.

Breathing.

She trudges into the house breathing heavily as she collapses to the floor once entering the door.

The pink-haired man rushes down the hall on hearing the thud coming from his living room.

He freezes upon the sight of seeing his girlfriend lying on the floor curled in a ball, crying with steam radiating off of her body, and burn holes in her clothes.

"What the hell happened?!" He rushes over to her.

He reaches his hand out to touch her but once his fingertips graze her skin she begins screaming in pain.