Dancing Through Time (KARL X READER!)

Chapter 15 ✨

*your pov*

"Butcher Army," you said, raising an eyebrow, "You want to capture Techno and put him on trial?"

Quackity nodded along with Fundy, Ranboo, and Tubbo, "And we want to recruit you, because you're really good with a sword and we could use your help." Quackity said adding on.

You were hesitant, on one side you were dying to grab your hands on Techno and put him on a rematch to fight without using your powers, but on the flipside you knew how dangerous he was. You weren't all that desperate to almost die again, and then faint like some damsel in distress.

"How about I come with you and if you're struggling then I'll help you." You said. "So you're joining?" Quackity said. "No, I'm just going to be a on call healer if any of you are dumb enough to use force and get your throat slit."

Quackity smiled and pulled out his sword and raised it to the sun. The polished and clean metal reflected the bright sun. "Then onwards men! We begin our journey!" He said, mimicking an old man's voice. You rolled your eyes.

And so the journey began. But if you had the choice to go back and change one thing, It would be coming with the Butcher Army. It was when everything began to fall downhill.

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You walked through the forest, dry and dead grass covered with crunchy snow. You all walked in silence and you noticed them watching over their shoulders as if Techno was hiding in the trees. You were behind them all but didn't bother to look behind you. During the weeks where Tommy had been banished you had discovered something. You could feel emotional pain as you did with physical pain. You could sense if someone was sneaking up on you, by their regrets and sorrows. If Techno was sneaking up behind you, you would've sensed something already.

Unless he was a complete psychopath, and didn't regret trying to murder dozens of people.

Something told you that he didn't regret at all.

"How do you know we're going the right way Tubbo?" you said as time passed. The cold nipped your ears and your nose and you tried to sink into your coat more to escape the cold. "Well, I've got his compass, that leads to his house" Tubbo said quietly. He held it up for you to see and you frowned. "Where did you get it from though?"

A guilty silence. 

"Tubbo?" Your voice held a warning. "Well, we took it from Philza's house. More of borrowing if you like to think that way." Tubbo said not looking at you. "So you stole it." You said disapprovingly.

You had met Philza once, and learned that he had three kids. Tommy and Wilbur, with Technoblade adopted. You had waved at him, but when he waved back there was something in his eyes.

Pain

Sorrow

And yet you couldn't feel it. He didn't radiate any pain or joy, just a numb feeling of content when everything else convinced you otherwise.

He had black wings, ones almost like a angel. And it vaguely reminded you of a storybook character who was the angel of death... though you couldn't remember the details of the story.

He couldn't have been a angel though, it would've been stupid to assume that anyone with wings was a angel. They rarely came down to earth, much less to stay around.

People could be born with wings, depending on genetics. Take Quackity as a example, a beautiful person with golden wings, but trust me when I say he is anything but a pure angel.