The Recovery Process.

Chapter 11

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"Put down the axes before I blow your brains out." Techno demanded pointing his gun at Dreams face. Dream deeply chuckled, "Theyll be dead before the bullet reaches me. Then you'll have three bodies to deal with. Besides, kill me and you face the rath of Theseus. He is way scarier when he is angry." Dream said, he sounded different.

Something about his voice didnt seem as light as it use to.

Techno scowled at him, "Why don't we see who's quicker then- Technoblade you will put that gun down." Phil interupted him. He wasnt going to let Techno risk the life of two people just so his pride wasnt broken.

"But dad- I said put the god damn gun down." Phil said sternly. His voice was shakey but also bold at the same time.

Techno huffed and lowered the gun. He didnt take his eyes off of Dream though.

"Why are you doing this?" Wilbur asked, in the house he was fine, but now he's gone and turned on everyone.

"Why not?" Dream countered Wilburs question with his own.

"We helped Tommy, and this," he gestured to Tubbo and Ranboo, "This is how you repay us?" Wilbur looked genuinely hurt. Hes been double crossed before, but not by somebody of such high ranking.

"Scott helped Tommy. Thats why he isn't in the van." Dream answered calmly. His voice sounded emotionless. He sounded more robotic, like the words were programmed and rehearsed.

"Scott and Sam? Those are the only two people that you care about?" Techno asked, Dream didnt answer.

"Why Ranboo then? Tubbo I understand, but Ranboo did nothing!" Wilbur asked, his words were rushed, he was very scared.

"You're right, I should be thanking Ranboo. He is after all the reason we could make it this far. Oh right, you don't know this part, Ranboo is working for me." Dream lowered his ax from Ranboo's neck, and Ranboo raised his knife to Wilburs throat.

"Jesus christ." Wilbur mumbled, his hands shooting up in defense.

"So this was your master plan, huh?" Techno asked, his voice wavered, it shocked him. His voice never wavered.

"Well, actually, its Theseus' master plan." Dream answered, a small smile formed ununder the mask. Of course they couldn't see it, thats why Dream did it.

"Ranboo," Tubbo started, "Our friendship, does it mean nothing?" He asked, he was hurt. His best friend, his brother, betrayed him.

Ranboo didnt answer he just stared blankly at Wilbur, his knife steady in his hand.

"Fuck you," Tubbo said.

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"Tommy what the fuck?!" Nick screamed, he was fully turned around in his seat. George calmly drove down the road.

"Yea, what the fuck?!" Purpled repeated, Tommy's gaze didnt waver, nor did his hand shake.

"The president wants you and your brother. I'm sure you've already notified him by now. Knowing you, he's probably already on his way." Tommy's words were cold. Purpled recognized this talk, its how Tommy talked when they went on missions together.

"I dont understand, you're working for the president?" Purpled questioned, his face was riddled with disbelief.

Tommy rolled his eyes, "For now, yes." He answered, Nick couldnt comprehend what he was hearing. He also didn't understand why George was being so calm.