Icarus

Chapter 10

(very very short chapter, a bit cringe but hang in there please😅)

"Welcome home Theseus!" Techno's harsh laugh rang out as he stood in front of the large, open door, his arms spread wide.

Tommy's face slowly turned into fearful surprise. Although he couldn't see what he was witnessing, he felt the air change. A burst of cold, damp wind hit his face, and he could....he could smell a gritty sense. Something like charcoal. Melted steal. Evil.

"Take this," Techno handed Tommy an object. 

It was rough, like sandpaper. And spherical. An oddly shaped sphere. With...holes? Yes defiantly holes. It was relatively warm. A chalky warm that absorbed into ones hands.

"It's a wither skeleton head."

Tommy almost jumped out of his skin, dropping the ornament.

"What the ****! Why the **** would you hand me something like that!? Holy ****! Why the hell would you hand me something like that!" 

Tommy took stumbling steps back, almost landing on his back. He heard the sound of moving stone as his back hit a wall. He was trapped in the same room with the wither skulls. And Technoblade. Wither skulls and Techno usually ended in misery.

"Tommy, calm down. Its okay." Techno replied, taking a step towards the boy.

"No! No let me out! Open the door Techno! Techno open the ******* door!"

"Tommy! Tommy, hey!" Techno rested his hand on the teens shoulder. "I'm not gonna do anything with them. Not yet anyway. I figured," he took a step back. "You should know about it. Philza doesn't even know."

"Then why tell me?" Tommy had a sneaking suspicion that Techno wanted something from him.

A sigh came from the piglin hybrid. "I'm not going to lie to you Tommy, you've had enough of that already. I'm going to destroy L'manburg. I am going to tear it down brick by brick if I have to."

"We- we don't have to do that. Why would we do that?"

Techno rubbed his face. "The nation has brought nothing but heartache Tommy. You would know this better than anyone. you lost two lives for it just for it to be blown up by its creator! They tried to kill me, arrested Phil, abandoned you thousands of blocks away," Tommy shrunk back at those words. "And not to mention it's torn the SMP apart!"

Tommy was quiet. He knew that all of this was true. There was a corruption in the nation, but...Dream was behind it! Everything that had gone wrong all lead back to Dream! Dream wasn't his friend, was he. It was just history repeating itself.

"Tommy, I don't expect you to fight with me. This room you're in right now, It's just a plan. A plan for me to execute, not you."

Techno knew what he was asking of the boy. The blood that he had shed for this country was immaculate. The things he had given up, all for it to blow up in his face. Twice. A third would be a bit much. But it what needed to be done.

Going over to the armor stand, he took the netherite off, and returned to Tommy.

"Here," he placed the spare armor in the kids hands. "Its a bit warn, but I think you'll find it satisfying."

He reopened the door, leading the emotionally confused child out into the snow. It was quiet for a day like this. The sun reflected off the snow, partially blinding Techno. The fresh chill sent a shiver down his spine as he took in a deep breath.

We'll figure this out, don't worry. We'll get you back. He thought, glancing down at the bruised and overly scarred boy under his hand. You're far to young for this pain.

(Tommy apologist? not me🙂)