Things That Need To Pass (passerine!Technoblade x OC) {COMPLETED}

Times Are Tough

(Techno POV)

"Eryn..." I held her in my arms. Tch. I ran over to a war-free zone, and placed her there gently.

I launched myself into the air, for a brief moment flying weightlessly over the carnage, and then I crashed down with my trident, impaling a man to the earth. I pulled the trident out with a sickening squelch and then threw a throwing knife right into the eye of an approaching soldier. Another came running towards me, but I made quick work of them, too.

This was my element. This was where I belonged.

More, the voices demanded, more more more—

This was not my element.

This was not where I belonged.

I was under strict orders from the king to keep myself in check, and I would not falter now.

And then I heard it. I could not explain how I heard it over the sounds of swords clashing and people dying and fires burning. It was as if my very soul had only been listening for that sound, and nothing else.

In the far distance, a scream.

(3rd person POV)

When he was a child, Tommy had tried to scale the side of the castle. He did not remember the fall, but he remembered the crash. He remembered the feeling of his bones splintering underneath him, the pain so blinding that he almost passed out. 

He didn't know who eventually found him, but he eventually woke up in his bedroom, his left arm in a sling and Wilbur asleep by his bedside. Techno had been leaning against the far wall, glaring at him.

"He's been here for days," Techno had said. "You really scared the shit out of him, Tommy."

It was the angriest Techno had ever been at him, and that was the moment Tommy understood that what he really meant was that Tommy scared the shit out of both of them.

As the white-cloaked man's sword broke through the shaft of Tommy's spear and into Tommy's shoulder, he remembered that pain, and felt it a thousandfold. He felt the blade break through skin and embed itself in his collarbone, and there was only fire in his veins.

"Tommy!" He felt Wilbur's hand pulling him back, and they both stumbled backwards, Tommy still clutching the broken ends of the spear he'd tried to shield Wilbur with.

Tommy fell to his knees, the pain making everything go white. I'm going to pass out, he thought, I'm going to die—

"Little hero," the man grumbled as he approached them once again, the edge of his sword dripping with Tommy's blood. "You're only delaying the inevitable. Now sit still as I put you down."

"Tommy." Wilbur's hands were on him, pressing against his wound. "Tommy, Tommy, come here, I'll fix you, I'll fix you—" "Wilbur," Tommy croaked as the white-cloaked man advanced. "Wilbur, the enemy, and Eryn—"

"Say your goodbyes, princeling," the man cackled, raising his sword one final time.

Tommy grabbed Wilbur, even as his entire body trembled with the movement, covering his older brother's body with his own. He shut his eyes, waiting for the coup de grâce. It never came.

When Tommy looked back again, he found Technoblade standing over them, blocking the man's sword with his trident."Finally," the man growled, pushing against the shaft of Techno's trident. "I've been waiting for you, you bloody bastard."

Techno cocked his head to the side, considering the man at length. "I," he said monotonously, "don't fucking know you."

The man's eyes hardened. "You killed them. You took them both away from me, and you don't even remember." He jumped back, cutting the air between them with his sword, splattering the ground by Techno's feet with Tommy's blood. "That's alright. I'll just make you remember."

Techno turned to look at Tommy and Wilbur, his expression carefully neutral. He took in Tommy's wound, Wilbur still frantically trying to suppress the blood flow. "Techno," Tommy breathed.

Techno's jaw clenched. "Go." He turned back to his enemy, his braid whipping in the wind. Most of the morning glories were gone. "Take care of your brother, Wilbur. Eryn's over there."

"What—" Tommy asked before getting interrupted by Wilbur.

"Tommy, let's go," Wilbur said sharply. He began to pull Tommy over to the mossy rock he'd been standing on. He leaned Tommy against it and bent to the task of securing the gash in Tommy's shoulder. 

Wilbur ripped the end of his red-and-blue coat and began wrapping it around Tommy's shoulder.

"I can't see, Wilbur," Tommy protested, straining to look beyond Wilbur's head.

"You don't need to see that," Wilbur insisted grimly, tightening the cloth around the wound. "You don't want to see that." "See what?" Tommy demanded, his throat aching. When had he started screaming? "Wilbur, we need to help him!"

Before Wilbur could reply, there was a loud crack, like thunder, making them both flinch. Wilbur turned towards the sound, just enough for Tommy to catch a glimpse of the fighting over his shoulder, just enough for him to see Technoblade raise the man up by his collar and drive him straight into the ground, shattering the earth once more.

(Eryn POV)

Ugh... I feel as if I've been pounded by a hammer or something. I only managed to open my eyes and mumble something into the ashes until I fainted again. 

"Technoblade...be safe..."

a/n

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