Chapter 10 - Unruly voices

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Techno hardly recalled a time when he was nervous. Today was definitely a first for him.

The excitement he had the previous day had seemed to vanish, instead being replaced with nerves.

He had woken up on the floor instead of his bed, making it clear he had fallen off the mattress some time during his sleep. It had made him groan and mutter to himself, cursing the voices, whether it be their fault or not.

After the not so comfy wake up he had dragged himself downstairs holding his lower back as it ached slightly from the awkward position he had been in upstairs. The day was greeted with Tommy throwing random questions at his oldest brother as soon as he had entered the kitchen for something to eat.

While searching the cupboards for a quick snack he was able to make out certain words Tommy was saying, not all of them though. He was waffling on about a new imaginary world he'd made the night before and was wanting to make sure that his older brother knew everything about it, whether it be important or not.

He caught the name of the imaginary place though, it made him roll his eyes at how 'Tommy' it was. "Pogtopia", that's what he called it. God it was so stupid.

The Piglin hybrid's eye had twitched slightly as he ignored the Avain brother pestering him. Thankfully Wilbur had seen the annoyance Tommy was causing and was able to drag him away from Techno before he did something he regretted.

The eventful morning had soon ended and Techno was on his way to the hunt, making sure to put on his old cloak. He wished he could tell the boys what he was doing, how he was feeling about all this. But he knew it was too dangerous.

He also knew they'd hate him from keeping stuff from them, especially important stuff. But it would keep them safe. He could handle them being annoyed at him as long as they were ok.

His mind wandered through the walk to the camp. The voices pestered him like Tommy had done earlier. They asked questions like: 'What if he didn't find a hybrid?', 'Would the camp recognise his disguise?', 'What if he couldn't find the disguise in the forest?', 'What if [y/n]...'

They trailed off after he thought of [y/n]. There were so many confusing things about her, but he had her trust, and she had his. It was weird, weird how he seemed to care about her that much, it was confusing.

He shook his head, attempting to get rid of the infectious thoughts of her. As long as she was there when she needed to be then everything would be fine.

[y/n] had planned to be hiding in the forest close to the camp after the hunt had finished, she would bring the Blood God disguise for Techno. It had made both him and Phil nervous that she planned to be that close to the camp after the hunt. However she had retorted with the fact that she would be fighting the hunters anyway so their worry was unnecessary.

She was strong, he wouldn't deny her that. But he also knew how ruthless the hunters in his camp were. How hungry for murder the humans were. Yes she could fend off him, but could she do the same with an entire mob of humans?

The Piglin's eyebrows furrowed and he rubbed his eyes as he longed for the voices to stop talking, to stop thinking about her. Thankfully he had just about arrived at the entrance to the hunters camp, he could tell from how many human eyes laid upon his figure drawing closer to the camp.

He let out a large huff and whispered to himself, "Here we go".

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It had already been a few hours into the hunt. It had started off just as normal, and according to plan.

Sam had let Techno go off on his own agreeing to share his own wage if he caught anything. The Pinkette had nodded in response, feeling slight guilt in the fact that he would betray his old friend later in the night, but making sure not to show it on his face.

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