The Blade!

Song/s: Fallen kingdom-Captain Sparklez and Blitz-Technoblade are Mentioned

(I highly recommend you check out an animatic of Wilbur singing the song Fallen Kingdom. It's super good, and that's where the idea for including this song in the chapter came from)

Trigger warning/s: Mention of weapons

Word count: [1475]

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"TECHNO?" Wilbur asked, with a shocked look slapped across his face. Tommy stood beside him, smirking cheekily.

y/n didn't know who this strange man in a pig mask was, but Wilbur and Tommy clearly did.

"y/n, this is Technoblade! He's our older brother and now, personal trainer!" Tommy's smirk grew wider. It explained the whole texting ordeal.

"I heard you guys needed some help," he spoke in a deep monotone voice. It almost sounded bored, but maybe he struggled with emotion.

"Yeah Techno, I know you're not a fan of government, so if you could help us overthrow Schlatt that would be great," Tommy explained. Wilbur just stood by and said nothing. He almost looked...angry.

"True, true. There shall be no government under my watch. I'll help you guys, I'm going to provide you with oh so many supplies, and top notch training, just doing a good deed for my brothers and..." he turned to y/n, with a questioning look on his face.

"y/n l/n," she answered.

"Sorry I forgot to introduce you. Techno, this is y/n. She only just joined L'Manburg. She's Tubbo's cousin," Tommy took pride in telling him. It was obvious he looked up to him. He continued to tell Techno everything. He basically gave a detailed life story for the three of them.

"Harsh, feel kinda bad for you all," he uttered, after Tommy had finished. y/n got the impression that Techno didn't actually feel emotions.

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After an hour of making improvements to the ravine, in which Wilbur didn't speak at all, they had managed to make a few rooms, a staircase, and lots of pathways.

"Well, It's just great to have you hear Techno," Wilbur finally regarded him, with a passive-aggressive tone, "I think us three ought to change, get out of our uniforms, do you have your clothes?"

Tommy and y/n nodded, and so Wilbur lead them into the private back rooms they had just created. 

The trio got changed, and then emerged from the rooms about 5 minutes later.

"Feels good to be outta that thing," Tommy admitted, examining his iconic red and white top.

"We are so over L'Manburg," Wilbur uttered

The truth was, that they were far from being over L'Manburg. The memories still lingered in all of their minds, leaving one overriding thought. Tubbo.

She wondered what Tubbo would make of this. Ravine for a home, this pig guy, who was very obviously making Wilbur jealous or something, ditching their L'Manburg uniforms...

No, Tubbo had other priorities now. y/n bet they hadn't even crossed his mind. He had Schlatt now.

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"I may have started a small project to help us with food supplies," Techno announced, stopping y/n's thoughts completely, leading them into a room, the one which he had been working on for the entire hour.

"Now that's the understatement of the century," Wilbur, Tommy and y/n stood in amazement as a fully working potato farm lay before their eyes.

"TECHNO! YOU'VE BEEN HERE LESS THAN A DAY!"

"Revolution waits for no man."

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After days of continually falling off the stone staircase (yes, Techno was right, proofing was definitely needed), y/n Wilbur, Techno and Tommy had all built up a place for them to live. It wasn't much, but it was the best they could do.

However, Wilbur was still quiet as he had been since Techno had arrived.

Their wounds had eventually started to heal. y/n's leg was much better now, with only a scab to show. But, the wounds inside would be left forever.

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And the time had come for Tommy and y/n's first training session.

"The kids are going to train together, and Wilbur, you have training tomorrow," Techno explained, rota in hand, and a pen resting in his fluorescent pink hair.

"Okay," Wilbur barely spoke.

"Hey! Don't call us kids!" Tommy crossed his arms, and y/n followed his actions jokingly.

"I mean, it's kinda true, I'm not exactly lying am I?" Techno tried to reason, and Wilbur barely nodded.

y/n had noticed a definite change in Wilbur, and it wasn't just because of Fundy, or L'Manburg or Tubbo or Schlatt. Sure, some of those things broke his heart, but he was very distant since Tommy had gotten Techno to join them.

But he did have a good reason to be jealous. After all, Wilbur had been there for Tommy his entire life, and then Techno just comes along, after years of not even speaking to them, and Tommy looks up to him.

y/n noted this. Wilbur needed some attention, otherwise he was going to turn for the worst.

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Fighting scene- feel free to put some like, epic fighting music here or something, I don't have any suggestions, but yeah.

"So, you need to learn the art of defence," Techno began, leading the pair to the training room, "You will need to learn to know, the unknown."

He picked up various swords and shields, and also sets of armour. He handed them around, and took some for himself. They suited up, and were ready.

"You must be prepared, for anything," Techno repeated, before leaping behind them in a swift movement.

"Stronger."

He ran back from them, away into the darkness so they couldn't see him. Tommy and y/n stood with their shoulder touching, blocking from both sides.

Techno ran at them, but Tommy was quick, brandishing his shield, blocking Techno's attack.

"Good. Faster."

He them sprung upon them again, but y/n brought her shield up in time, causing Techno to fall temporarily.

"You're doing well kids. Now I will fight you. You must defend. If you need to, pretend like you are protecting something," Techno took out his sword, pacing the room.

He immediately launched into battle. y/n and Tommy stumbled, desperately trying to defend, but Techno knew that it wasn't working.

"Okay," he pulled his sword away, "I don't think you are feeling it. You need to feel the fire, the passion, when you're fighting. I want you to really focus on protecting something this time... or someone."

y/n and Tommy exchanged a look. They both knew that their thoughts were very much the same, and they were ready.

Techno bounded towards them, his sword directed at the gap between the pair, but they pushed their shields forcefully at him.

They did feel the fire. They imagined clearly who they were protecting.

y/n pushed Techno back with a final blow from her sword, causing him to trip over a little. Before standing back up.

"That's better. That concludes our training session for today. Well done, sorry for being hard on you, but you've gotta learn the tactics, the skills. Training in two days, if you need me, you know where I'll be."

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And with the advice and new knowledge, Tommy and y/n ventured back into the ravine. They didn't have a name for it yet, but they were sure they would in time. Techno went back to his farm.

They heard that Wilbur was in the 'table room' off to the side. They stopped in their tracks. It sounded like he was singing.

They recognised the song to be Fallen Kingdom, a parody classic most had heard.

The duo entered the room, and saw that Wilbur held an empty glass bottle in his hand.

"Will... are you listening to parody radio?" Tommy asked

He stopped singing, forcing a smile onto his face, once he noticed them.

"Yeah... I- I wasn't listening though. It was just... on."

y/n and Tommy both knew otherwise, but they didn't question him on the matter any longer.

"What are you writing?" y/n questioned, noticing a book in his hand.

"Oh nothing," Wilbur replied, pocketing it rapidly.

"Hey guys," Techno walked in, just as the song changed.

"Hey Tech-

Tommy instantly stopped talking, as some music started up. It sounded like a regular pop song, but there had to be a twist. After all, it was parody radio.

Wilbur and Tommy burst out laughing, and y/n stood confused.

The song started with the lyrics "Getting bored of Walls 2," sung by a voice of someone who stood in the room.

"Is this you?" y/n turned to Techno, laughing also.

"Unfortunately, yes. Man I hate myself from 5 years ago," he turned the radio off, and the three of them continued to giggle, until they heard footsteps

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"What?" Tommy whispered.

"Get down," Wilbur ordered quietly.

"Have we been found?"

The four of them crouched beneath the table, joy and laughter replaced by dread and horror.

Their eyes then adverted to the stairs, as a small boy appeared.

"Tubbo?"

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