How To Train Your Tommy | Tommyinnit Angst Dragon AU

ᕼᗴᒪᒪ Oᑎ ᗴᗩᖇTᕼ

TW: cussing, fighting, yelling & screaming, crying, torture, blood, injuries, being tied down
(Please tell me if I missed any)

Karl's POV
Two weeks later

Tommy knew I was right. About how you start to give up hope faster then you think. I could tell he was getting thinner by the day. Out of the two weeks Tommy had been here, we were only fed three times.

I learned that he's 11, and he learned that I'm 18.

Today, I had slept later than usual. I was getting much weaker every day. I woke up as Tommy was picking at the lock on the door with a throned rose he made.

"What are you doing?" I groggily asked. "I am picking a lock." He said proudly. "Hah, yeah, good luck with that. Even if you do unlock it, you'll be punished for trying to escape." "I've ran from these bozos before and I do it again." He said.

"Listen, kid. You barely have any room in here to walk, so you're not fit to run. And you can't fly away because they'll either shoot you out of the air, or you won't even be able to fly since you haven't been able to stretch your wings at all." I said. He huffed.

"I can't not try." He said.

This kid really did know what he was getting himself into. I was scared for him.

cla-click

The lock opened.

"Ha! Got it!" He said. "Tommy. Please don't go out there." I pleaded. "Karl, I'll be fine. Don't worry." I was trying to think of anything to say to make him not go. "So if you do get out, you're just gonna leave me here? Wow." I settled with. He paused. Did it work? Nope. "I'll come back for you." He said.

God damnit, Tommy!

He slowly opened the heavy door, peaking around looking for any signs of people.

"See, Karl? Nobody's here! You can come too if you wa-" He was cut off by someone yelling. "Hey! How'd you get out?!" Tommy made a face. "Shit." He said, taking off running. His run was mor of a jog. I told him he wouldn't be able to run!

I got up and fumbled to the door as quickly as I could when I saw Tommy get tackled. Someone came over and shut the door in my face before I could reach it.

"Hey! Let him go! Please don't hurt him!" I cried, banging on the door. I didn't get an answer. I heard Tommy hissing and fighting. I sank down with my back against the wall as I sobbed.

Tommy's POV

They drug me into a bright room with a metal ceiling, walls, and a big metal chair in the middle of the room. It had straps on the arms, legs, and headrest. They threw me into the chair and strapped my arms, legs and head down.

"I'm sure your little friend in there warned you about the dangers of escaping, did he not?" The man said. I strained to get lose from the leather straps.

"Now hold still, little one. This will only hurt a lot." He said before he gripped my horns and slowly and painfully stared to break them off.

I screamed.

Karl's POV

A couple minutes after the fighting outside the room stopped, I heard a shrill, heart wrenching scream from Tommy. I almost threw up hearing it. I didn't even wanna know what they were doing. After about an hour of screams with the occasional swear word thrown in, everything just...stopped. Did they kill him? After another couple of minutes, the old heavy door swung open.

"Make sure he doesn't try any shit again, yeah?" The guy spat. "Y-Yes sir!" I said.

He threw Tommy into the room and left.

"K-Karl..." he cried. "Shhhh, it's ok." I said. I had to see how bad he looked, so I mustered up everything I could to make a light orb. I shined it on him. I gasped at what I saw. His horns were broke off, his arms were cut up, he had a scar across his nose from getting punched, and he had a scar around his neck like they had been choking him.
(Sam and Tommy are scar buddies 😍 jkjkjkjkjk)

"I'm s-sorry...Karl." He sobbed. "Don't apologize, hun. You just wanted out." I whispered. I pulled him into my lap and rocked us, rubbing his back.

After a while of this, there was a voice from outside the door.

"By the way, boys! You've got a big day in two 48 hours!" The man said. "What's in 48 hours?" I asked. No response. "Hey! What's in 48 hours?!" I asked louder. No answer. I scoffed. "Asshole."

I noticed Tommy was lightly snoring with his face buried onto my chest.

"I'll never let them hurt you ever again." I said. "And I'll die doing so."

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I should probably say that Tommy is actually really small in this. He's like 4'7.
(Tehe, Shortinnit)