My Son!

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"What are you doing?" navy eyes stared into auburn ones, fright washed over one before quickly turning crazed.

"Dad!" He laughed, voice deranged. Phil stared at his son, arms crossed.

"What are you doing?" He repeated, not averting his gaze at all and he watched as his son sunk.

"N-Nothing!" He laughed, turning around to not face his father - a button laid on the wall. "One click.. And all of our work.. Will be gone!" He smiled, arms out, exaggerating as he spoke.

"Wil-"

Click. Bang. Phil's' eyes widened as he stepped back, covering his face as debris scattered the room. Explosion after explosion, scream after scream - then silence. It was almost deafening.

He stood, staring at the aftermath, a grunt stopping his stare.

"Dream said there was no traitor..." Wilbur spoke as he struggled to stand, broken stone plastered itself to his skin. "But there is..."

"What?" His eyes widened, walking closer to the brunette, who took a step back.

"It's Technoblade."

"No-" Before Phil could carry on, the taller gave him a light blue sword. Azure eyes stared at copper, a gesture to kill. "You're my son!" Phil's eyes fell teary as he slowly pulled the knife into Wil's chest, the man spluttering blood out of his mouth as it twisted in his gut.

"Thank you, Phil.." He smiled, his eyes growing weary and dull, dropping into Phil's arms. He felt the stares - Wil's body now limps in his arms.

"My son..."



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Words: 244

I'm sorry it's so short, i just- aaa massive writer's block

and today was the first day i could write without getting frustrated WOOOO

Hope you enjoyed, hope this made up for my uh- not publish shit- 

I go physical school (except  i was online this week for shortage of staff) so that's been in the way

i wanna make a book but i uh- LMAO I DON'T HAVE ANY IDEAS POGGERS

Anyway hope you enjoyed 

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