Chapter1: You Will Be Found

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Authors Note: all rights to the cover art go to my talented artist friend. All relationships in this fic are platonic (if I see anyone being creepy I will come for your knees). Warnings of blood because it's vampires. If you have never read a Vanpire AU before buckle up, go with the flow and Enjoy! :)

Authors note edited: I now have a beta reader editor thingy. Mushroom_frog_hop
So this chapter is now corrected of errors. Give her all the love.

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Technoblade

The second Techno smelt human blood; he knew it would bring trouble. And it did, just not how Techno expected. As he walked towards the smell he was thinking about which idiot in the coven decided to mess with the carefully balanced treaty the vampires had with the humans by hunting one.

Ranboo was a contender, The newly adult vampire was young enough to not realize the gravity of his actions. Yet his sire had trained him well and the guy didn't not seem  like the impulsive type.

Technoblade thought it was far more likely to be Fundy. He was always doing stupid thinks to try and catch Wilburs attention. The idiot needed to let it go.

Techno walked down one of many hallways of the manor and the trail led him to the kitchen door. The idiot probably thought no one would have thought some spilled blood in the place where they stored blood would catch anyone's suspicion.

Techno took a breath, ready to chew out the idiot. He pushed open the door and what he saw was a blond fledgling sitting among the bottled blood by a ladder with a broken rung. He was sitting on the floor clutching a bottle to chest. His pant leg was rolled up and Technobade could see the tiniest bead of blood on his knee. Tough luck kid.

The boy, startled by Techno's appearance, scrambled to his feet and backed away cradling in the bottle of blood.  His clothes were tattered and worn, and his shoes were barely held together. Stark contrast to the rich robes Technoblade was wearing.

Fledgling-fledgling-fledgling

"What are you doing here?" Techno demanded pushing his thoughts aside. He had never really interacted with any fledglings before, they were all clingy and gross.

Adorable-Fledgling-protect

It definitely must be a fledgling thing, his instincts never act up for anyone but Wilbur and Phil.

"This is my house?" The boy said.

"I have lived here for centuries and have never seen you before." Techno leaned forward. "Do you know who I am?"

"A peasant?" The boy, despite his obvious fear, had the audacity to say. It made Techno want to laugh.

Instead he reached under his cloak and pulled out his porcelain boar mask. It was custom to wear the mask anytime they were outside the coven. Technoblade handent expected a raccoon to have gotten inside their house. Technically he should kill the boy for seeing him without permission.

Fledgling-Protect-Little

Oh he wished Chat would shut up. The boy's eyes widened and breathed. "Your The Blade, from the Sleepy Coven."

Technoblade nodded.

"You l-look shorter in person."

This time Technoblade did snort out a laugh. The kid had guts, he could respect that. For that he will hear the kid out. Not because-

Fledgling-

"Shut up." he mumbled to himself.

"W-what?" The boy asked.

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