Injustice

A Cabin in the Snow

*From Draghinzzz* Thank you so much for even looking into this. I never even thought I would get someone to look at this. Anyways, this is the story of Technoblade. It loosely follows the plot of the DSMP but some things about Techno's character will be different. Hope you enjoy!!!

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Run. Leaves whip at my face, scratching it. I ignore the pain, pushing further into the forest.

They're not dead. They can't be. My lungs burn from the freezing night air. I let out a sob as I duck my head and run through another thick patch of brush. My thighs feel like fire. Don't stop. Keep going.

Awoooooooh. Haunting wolf howls echo through the trees, joining together in mournful harmony. Glittering eyes peer at me through the trees. My tears have frozen to the pink fur on my face. I can't feel my feet.

A blinding pain suddenly flashes through me and I'm jerked backwards. My back slams into the freezing snow and what little breath I have flies out of me. A sharp agony tears through my leg. I can't breathe. Clawing at my throat, the clasp from my blood-red cape is frozen tight with tears.

Frigid air suddenly fills my lungs as the golden clasp snaps in half, and I gasp for breath. Shining winter stars glitter above me. I place a hand on my chest, feeling it rise and fall. Blinking back tears, I slowly sit up. My parents can't be dead.

I attempt to stand up and another jab of pain flashes through my left foot. The area just above my hoof looks crooked. Crap.

I slowly, painfully push myself to a standing position. I look back at my cape, still tangled in the bushes. I can't leave it. I hop over to it and gingerly kneel down to free it from the thorns. Wrapping it into a tight bundle and tucking it under my arm, I stand up and turn around. Letting out a sigh, I begin hopping forward, shoving my way through the spruce. My head feels empty. Typically, I can hear my own tornado of thoughts. But right now, nothing.

Out of nowhere my right leg begins to shake uncontrollably and I fall over, landing in the untouched snow. It falls over my snout, making me shiver even more than I already am.

Snow begins falling lightly to the ground. My cape lies several feet away from me, slightly unraveled. My eyes flutter shut for a moment. Just lie down and rest for a while. It'll be nice. Peaceful too. Ahh yes, peace. That seems nice.

No. Don't. You need revenge. Get up.

My head shoots up from the snow. Its like thousands of voices speak as one inside my skull. Powerful. Compelling.

You deserve blood.

Yes, I do don't I?

Let it stain the ground.

I dig my fingers into the frozen ground, pulling myself forward. I crawl towards my cape, tucking it under my elbow. At least another inch of snow has fallen, but I continue forward.

Before long, I can barely feel my fingertips. My legs are completely numb, but the new voices in my head keep me moving. They want revenge. Blood. Justice.

I dig my fingers into the snow again and let out a cry of pain, immediately pulling my hand back. Deep red blood coats my hand. Closing my right hand tight and pressing it against my chest, I peer into the small hole my hand made in the snow. Gleaming metal shines back at me, the tip red with blood. Someone's been out here.

I slowly crawl around the knife. As I begin moving again, a small cry of anguish slips from my mouth. I'm so tired, so, so tired. My entire body is in pain. My parents are dead. I have nowhere to go.

Soon, the earth below me turns to ice. Looking up, a vast, open ice flat lies before me. The dark blue ice seems endless, but looking up just a little bit more, I can see light. I blink away the melted snow from my eyes. A winter cabin sits upon a hill. Pale yellow light illuminating the crystal white snow.

I stab my elbow into the ice and pull myself forward. The world spins and my vision grows blurry. Flap, flap, flap. My eyelids flutter open. A figure with massive black wings gently touches down to the ice beside me. He bends down, lifting my small frame into his arms.

Struggling to keep my eyes open, he flies me over to his cabin. I let out a small sigh of relief when the crackling warmth of the fire washes over me. The stranger places me down on a soft window bench, quickly placing a blanket over my body. I attempt to sit up and thank this kind man, but he eases me back into the pillows. "Rest now. You're safe."