Call me Nightmare (abandoned)

Run

-Technoblade's POV-

After I told Phil and Will my findings I ran towards the training room. I could almost see the door when Phil grabbed my arm.

"Mate, let's think this through," He told me calmly as Will caught up.

"Yeah, I don't know if just firing him out of the blue is a good idea" Will added slightly out of breath.

"Good point, what if we just watch for now, he isn't stupid enough to do anything to them plus, Nihachu and Red are there with him" Phil responded. I thought about it and nodded my head.

"Okay, let's go look at the cameras," I told them. Even though I couldn't get this sick feeling off my chest. Years ago before Business Bay disbanded I had an encounter with what they called their Shadow. He was terrifying. I was with a group of old friends who were all strong in their own right.

We were supposed to be going on a small mission nothing too big when out of nowhere from the corner of my eye I saw my friend's head roll on the floor. Then I saw the other's chest burst open. Anywhere I looked there were dead bodies all I could do was hope it wasn't me next.

Then I spotted him looking up from above. He told me to tell my boss at that time to leave this area since now it was the Bay's turf. I was lucky he let me live. I immediately left as the images of them dying appeared over and over again in my mind. Then their words started to appear. They became voices in my head. Terrors that wouldn't leave me alone. My own personal Nightmares.

Heh, hence his name now I guess. He's a real Nightmare If I've ever seen one. Maybe that's why I'm so worried. At least that experience gave me a goal. It was to train until no one could hurt those I love ever again. I trained with the goal of killing their shadow and my Nightmare. To kill the man that changed me into something else a Nightmare of my own, a monster to those around me. He was a poison that affected anyone who encountered him. 

Anyone who was a survivor of a Shadow attack ended up slightly wrong in the head. Dream, Jschlatt, BBH, me, anyone who encountered him became something else, something worse. His poison entered your mind changing you forever. I still don't know why or how.

It's even stranger considering Blue almost died due to Nightmare yet he doesn't seem to have any remaining effects like the rest of us have. Now that I think about it Nightmare said he knew Tommy from a long time ago. Did that mean before when he was just a Shadow or now that he went by Nightmare? The idea of Tommy having encountered Shadow bothered me. Hell the idea of me referring to Shadow and Nightmare as two different people bothered me. 

This new discovery was definitely not fun especially when I realized that he wasn't trying to hide it, there was a reason why he said what he said. He wanted us to know who he was. The question is why? Why would someone who went to what I believe are extreme lengths to cover up his past suddenly change his mind and make an obvious hint about it?

 The question repeated itself in my brain like a broken record. I could only think about that as we watched the cameras. It showed Tubbo, Ranboo, Blue,  and Niha doing their training as Nightmare suddenly jumped or shot them with fake knives and bullets. If I think about it it's a really smart way to practice reaction time. Sadly every time he jumped or shot or did anything all I could think about was 'What happens if he decides to switch his fake weapons for real ones'. The voices weren't helping either screaming 'L' anytime one of the trainies was hit. 

I watched as Nightmare joked and laughed with the others. Laughed with people I cared about, people who were my friends. People who had no idea what type of monster he was. They had no idea what he had done or what he could do in the blink of an eye. A monster in a room full of angels. Made me wonder how many more people he had managed to convince of his kind nature. Did Dream know? Surely he didn't he wouldn't even trust him. That gave me an idea. One of the Dream Team's mafia's strengths was the fact that they always had a slight bond with Nightmare.

One that even though small, the bond was big enough to make other mafia's scared of attacking them. The idea of not only having to deal with Dream, George, and Sapnap but also Nightmare? That was enough to scare a lot of people away. That left me with the chance to bring down their power. How would Dream like to know that the man who damaged his face beyond repair, the reason he uses his mask has been his "friend" all along?

A perfect way to tumble down a big piece of his empire. The word would spread fast leaving the Dream Team vulnerable to attacks as other mafia's spot this as an opportunity like no other. An opportunity to take down one of the biggest mafias in the country. If that wasn't a brilliant opportunity then I don't know what is. 

"Hey Phil, Will I just got a brilliant idea," I told them as their heads turned away from the cameras. They both looked at me with curious looks as I grinned.

"You know Dream right?" I asked tilting my head slightly.

"Yeah we do, now get to the point," Wilbur said rolling his eyes.

"Well, you know what Nightmare did to him but Nightmare is also one of his "friends" so if we tell Dream about who Nightmare really is then that could cause a domino effect erasing one of the things that made their mafia so hard to fight, people could use it as an opening to take them down," I said as I saw Phil's eyes open and his mouth start to tilt upwards. 

"Holy shit, you're a genius Tech, fucking brilliant" Wilbur screamed as he stepped forward to give me a hug but I noticed something strange on the camera. It seemed like Nightmare had set them up for sparing, distracting their attention from him. I pushed Wilbur off and pointed at the camera. 

Nightmare was staring right at it. The emotionless painted eyes of his mask stared back at us as he slowly pulled out his sword from his scabbard just enough that we understood what he meant as he signed the letters T O B Y and M A R K.  Chills ran through my body as he immediately put the sword back and turned his head back to the sparing.

"Mate I think that means he doesn't want us to do that" Phil spoke quietly as my heart raced.

"Can't we catch him here? He can't really do anything." Wilbur said as he looked back at Phil.

"It won't be easy unlike earlier he is going to have his defenses up and something tells me there's a lot more trouble than what we thought about before," I told them looking around the room as the emotionless eyes of his masked appeared over and over and over again in my head. 

'Danger, Don't do it, Kill him, 'Blood for the blood god, Death, No don't kill him'

The voices wouldn't shut up. They for once weren't agreeing. I sighed as I rubbed my hand over my face. This was going to be a long night.