Dreamnoblade one shots for funsies

Among us

{Uh, bit of a content warning, I made among us more realistic so... murder and stuff}

Techno knew there was a parasite in him, he had felt it ever since the hot springs on Telmaro. It told him to kill, to betray his crew, to hide in plain sight, to bring the ship to the ground. At first, he rejected it, resisted the urge and forced himself to do his duty. Soon though, he got bored.

He had always been bored, ever since he was taken from his home on Caltogh and forced into the military. Life was just so dull, an endless series of tasks, mindlessly following the boss's order, giving people fake smiles until you eventually die. That's why eventually, he accepted the parasite, let it mold his mind and body until he and the monster were one. The overwhelming urge to kill everyone on the ship flowed through him like candy. For once in his life, he would have fun.

Soon after he embraced it, he saw the same shine in the eye of one of his crew mates, that same unnatural creature had taken over Tubbo as well, though from his actions, he was more like a puppet. Later that same day, he and a few others all walked in on Tubbo stabbing their colleague in the back.

Within a few minutes he and a couple others were dragging him kicking and screaming to the airlock while everyone else admonished him. Techno joined in, practically bursting the young boy's eardrums while he vented his frustrations for the failings of his supposed partner. Oh well, he would be dead soon anyway.

There was a bit of a party that night, everyone overjoyed they had succeeded in neutralizing the threat, but somber over the loss of their two friends. Wilbur was consoling a bitter Tommy, Phil and Bad were having a cheerful conversation in the corner, Sapnap and George were openly celebrating with Dream and his unreadable mask between them. Techno didn't get all of the emotional crap, even despite the parasite in his brain. The main emotion he felt was relief he didn't have to listen to Skeppy's shrill ramblings anymore.

Bedtime came and went, and Techno was itching for blood, disappointed that he hadn't killed Skeppy himself. As usual, he got up to do his jobs for the day, but stopped himself in favor of watching his surroundings. He passed by a few people as he wandered the halls, thirsty for blood. An overwhelming urge to kill penetrated his brain every time someone walked by, but he knew he had to be sneaky, he wouldn't let himself be caught.

When he finally felt he lost them, he turned the corner to enter one of the rooms. Wilbur was there, earnestly looking at something or other in a test tube. When he entered, Wilbur turned and waved at him, the bright smile still on his face when he collapsed to the floor, shattering the thing he was holding. His heart was racing. It felt amazing knowing he had such power in his hands, the ability to immediately snuff out a life.

After staring at the corpse for way too long, he made his way into a nearby vent, not daring to be caught leaving the room. While he was resting there, an announcement came over the loudspeaker, and he couldn't be late.

The remaining seven sat around a table, Sapnap distraught as he tried to share his story. At first, the others were listening intently, but soon, they were at each other's throats, retroactively analyzing everything that the others did. Bad was yelling at Tommy, Phil was grumbling about George, George was angrily defending himself, Tommy was screaming at everything in general. Even Techno threw his hat in the ring, letting his fury carry him to insult after insult about each of his crew mates' actions. Dream meanwhile only sat, leaning against his chair, in silence, quietly observing the group. In the end, no one was kicked out and everyone was left with hard feelings. Except Techno, who was just glad he could feel the thrill of murder once more.

He found Phil in the bow of the ship, staring out with a fond smile at the stars visible on the other side of the glass. Looking at him, Techno's anger grew. It had been his captain who dragged him onto this ship, who had forced him to do menial chores, who was the face of everything he hated about authority. He would enjoy this one.