Finding Them

        "What do you mean by "everything?" George asked, backing up slowly, trying to think a way out of here. Dream only stepped forward, predator and prey.

"Just what it sounds like. Every single assassination attempt, guess who hired them... me," he spat, venom dripping from his mouth. "The rebellion groups? Guess who started them," he indicated and paused. "And finally! I almost had you right where I wanted you, but that pink haired bastard! had to come in and save you!" he shouted causing George to flinch. "I was this close!" A small gap between his thumb and pointer finger. "But yet, here you are, breathing," he seethed.

"No, no you couldn't have. I trusted you!" George was conflicted. He thought he had known Dream so well, his best friend. He thought he was looking out for him, he thought he knew him.

"Trust is a fickle thing George, attachments make people weak. Attachments are your greatest downfall. If you hadn't based your actions on others you wouldn't be in this situation. Sapnap wouldn't be dead, and maybe, just maybe, you wouldn't be about to die either." Dream grabbed the netherite axe that had been leaning on the middle island, twirling it through his fingers while George's back became flush against the wall. As the tip of the blade rested itself just above the king's adams apple, the door opened.

"Are we... interrupting something?" A somewhat familiar monotone sounding voice flooded their ears. Dream's head whipped over his shoulder to be met with the sight of a terrified Fundy and a slightly confused Technoblade.

No, he couldn't let them ruin his chance again. So with a quick swing of the axe, the king was no more. Dream always had told George he would lose his head if it wasn't attached to the rest of his body.

How ironic that was now.

He turned his attention back to the two in the doorway. Both were prepared in fighting stances, yet one of them shook like a leaf.

"Now, now gentlemen, we can talk this out in a civilized manner," Dream started, creeping closer to them.

"Civilized?! You just killed him!" Fundy sputtered in disbelief.

Dream shrugged nonchalantly, "Here's a heads up, just because he's dead doesn't mean we can't talk it over."

"Well first off I'm pretty sure that's exactly what that means, and second of all, did you just?...." Fundy trailed off, "Surely you didn't..."

"What Fundy? Do you have lice? It's not that head scratching of a concept to comprehend."

"Yeah, he definitely did," Techno confirmed. For what he just did it was quite sick, but Techno couldn't help but condemn him a little bit, they were good jokes after all.

"You know we can't let you get away with this, right?" Fundy started, gaining a bit of confidence.

"Don't get too confident there Fundy, maybe you should quit while you're still a- head," Dream taunted, the jokes caused Fundy's stomach to churn as he looked at the lost, oozing, head on the floor. Now that Fundy was aware of that he noticed just how disgusting the room truly was, blood seemed to cover every inch of the floor. Whose blood it was was another question.

"God dammit! You killed my fucking servant!" A new voice spouted off. Schlatt had appeared out of thin air, he certainly had a flair for dramatics.

"And who are you?" Fundy questioned, gripping his sword tighter. How did this guy even get here? Techno on the other hand stood rigid, waiting for the fight to begin.

"Don't you worry about that Fundy, we'll all talk later. However, I have some business to attend to first." Schlatt grabbed the sleeve of Dreams shirt, their bodies dissolving into nothing.

Techno drew his sword back first, quickly moving from his stance to that of something more mobile. His cape fell over his shoulder as he strided down the hallway, Fundy following in suit. His eyes glowered down the corridor, and his boots echoed off of the marble walls, giving him an air of importance.

"Get the rest of the guards, All the non-soldier staff should leave immediately. make sure no one comes in or out of this castle after that. I have some friends waiting outside, they will bring help, go now," Techno shot out the orders quickly. Fundy could only nod and run off to spread the word. Techno was no longer preparing for a fight.

He was preparing for a war. 

updating two days in a row? couldn't be me.... XDDD 

nah but it is action time my dudes! :)