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If George was honest, he didn’t know why he brought Tommy along for this. It was a very simple patrol around the borders. Tommy simply did not need to be there. But, here he was yapping non stop in George’s ear.
“Gogy! Honestly, it’s like you’re not even listening to me!” Tommy whined, looking back at George with a snide look on his face. George looked back at him.
“Well, that’s cause I’m not,” he said simply. Tommy scoffed before facing back front. Tommy poked the walls with his sword as he walked past them. George wasn’t quite too sure what that did, but he left the teenager to his own.
They continued to walk in silence, only the sound of Tommy’s sword hitting against the obsidian to accompany them. It wasn’t a bad silence per say, maybe a bit awkward. George and Tommy were on good terms, Tommy just didn’t hang out with him much. George assumed it was because he wanted to hangout with his brothers or with Tubbo rather than George.
George didn’t really understand the whole love your siblings thing, especially with Technoblade being the way he is, but then again George didn’t have siblings. He only had Dream. And he didn’t even have Dream per say, they were just really good friends. George continued to think through his relationship status with everyone until he firmly ran into Tommy.
“Tommy? What the fuck?” George said, pushing Tommy forward slightly. Tommy quickly shushed him and took a step back towards George.
“Did you hear that?” Tommy whispered to him. George tilted his head and looked at the wall.
“Hear what?” George asked.
Just as Tommy went to respond 10 masked men appeared around them. George quickly drew his sword and brought Tommy closer to him.
“Who the fuck are you?” George asked, trying to identify a single one of them. None of them responded, just taking a step forward, making the circle around them smaller.
“What’s the plan here Gogy?” Tommy whispered, clenching his sword in his hand. George looked around there were 10 of them, which meant both of them would have to take on five of these guys. George wasn’t that bad at fighting and he knew Tommy could stand his own in a fight. But these guys were big, and despite how many fights either of them were in. They weren’t gonna win this one.
“Put the swords down or we’ll make you put them down,” One of the men spoke. Tommy looked back at George. George swallowed and clenched his jaw before nodding at Tommy. Tommy seemed to let out a sigh before they both bent down and set their swords down.
“What do you want from us?” George asked, putting his hands up in surrender. One man stepped forward ahead of the others.
“Simple, George, we want you,” the man said. George just stared back at him. What could they possibly want with him. The only person George would consider anywhere near an enemy is currently trapped in the circle with him.
“Well that simply is not gonna happen. Now all of you better back up before I get out my communicator and get my brothers over here,” Tommy said harshly, advancing a few steps on the man. Which was decidedly, the wrong move.
Several men instantly descended on Tommy, knocking him to his knees, pinning his hands behind his back, and a diamond sword against his throat.
George looked back at the man and snarled.
“Let him go you fuck, he’s just a kid,” George said, fingers twitching with the want to grab his sword. The man chuckled, calmly walking over to Tommy. He dragged a finger along Tommy's jaw before turning back to George.
“We’ll let him go, as soon as you turn yourself to us,”the man told him. George clenched his hands and looked at Tommy. The kid was obviously terrified, trying hard not to show it. But, his wide eyes gave him away.
“Just answer me this, why do you want me so bad?” George asked as the remaining men swarmed around him. The man chuckled as his men forced George’s hands behind his back.
“It’s simple really, we want to take down Dream. And everyone in the land knows that the way to Dream is through you,” the man stated, accentuating his final word by jamming his finger into George’s chest.
“What does that even mean? I’m just Dream’s friend!” George told him in a slightly panicked voice. The man straight up laughed at that one.
“Cut the bullshit, we all know. Now, if you don’t mind, we’ll all be taking our leave. The men holding George started to drag him back, before Tommy interrupted.
“Wait!” Tommy yelled, the man whipped back around, glaring at Tommy through the slits in his mask. George made eye contact with Tommy, trying to read what he was about to do.
“What do you want, you little ingrate,” the man sneered. Tommy looked up at the man, swallowing heavily before speaking up.
“Take me instead,”Tommy said. All the men seemed to be surprised, George joining them in the feeling.
“Now tell me, why would I be inclined to do that?”The man asked in a condescending tone. Tommy took a deep breath, looking down at the sword that was still pressed against his throat. George wouldn’t be surprised if that sword has already slightly cut his throat from how tightly it was pressed against his neck.
“I’m his younger brother. If you really want to get to him, you’ll want me instead of George. Sure, George will make him slightly upset, but he’ll bargain anything with you to get me back. I’m the only family he has left,” Tommy said, voice strong and defiant. The man seemed surprised.
George had to hold back from yelling at Tommy. This was obviously a complete lie, Dream had no family. Tommy's family was Phil, Techno, and Wilbur, Dream was nowhere in that dynamic. But, the glare Tommy sent George’s way convinced him to stay quiet and let Tommy work his plan.
“And what proof do you have that you actually are his brother and not just trying to save your friend here?”the man asked, crouching down to be eye level with Tommy. George shook his head, desperately trying to communicate to Tommy to just drop the ruse, let them take George. Tommy either didn’t see him, or didn’t care.
“Have someone reach into my pocket, that’s all the proof you need,” Tommy said, staring the man straight in the eye.
The man followed his orders, reaching into Tommy’s pocket. He pulled out an enchanted trident.
“No,” George whispered in disbelief. Tommy was about to get away with his plan. Everyone knew the only one in the land with an enchanted trident like that was Dream. Tommy had just sealed his own fate.
The man looked continued to stare down at the trident in his hand, probably in disbelief. He then clenched his hand around the trident and stood up, turning back to face George. He nodded at his men, who immediately dropped George’s arms.
George shook out his arms, continuing to hold the man’s gaze. In the bottom of his gaze he saw the pulsing of Tommy’s enchanted sword that Techno made for him.
“You’re free to go. Now leave before I change my mind,” the man said. George stood still, confused about what was happening.
“Alright boys, let's go before anyone notices that we’re here,” the man said, going to walk off. But, he quickly stopped in place. He swiveled back around to face Tommy.
“Are you charmed?”The man asked. Tommy kept his face neutral, with a slight smirk starting to appear.
“It’s a bit of a personal question if you ask me.”
“Boys, he’s charmed. Find the indicator and hold him down,” the man said as he brought out a knife. George sprung into action, going to leap for the man, but was quickly tackled to the ground by his men.
“Leave him alone you sick fuck! He’s just a kid!” George shouted, hoping his voice would carry across the land to someone.
“Shut him up, we don’t need someone interrupting this,” the man commanded before lifting up Tommy’s shirt to reveal a tattoo on his ribs.
George grunted in effort as he tried to fight back against the men holding him down. The charm that was placed on Tommy was from Techno and Wilbur. The tattoo was of their family crest, all of them had it. It was enchanted so that no matter where each of them are, they can always find each other. And from what it seemed, the man was about to cut it off.
One of the men placed a gag in his mouth, muffling the obscenities George was shouting at the man. Tommy had started to struggle against the men holding him, trying to move away from the knife that was slowly advancing on him.
“Gag this one as well. This should hurt,” the man mumbled offhandedly before starting to cut into Tommy’s skin. Tommy's shout was cut off by the gag shoved in his mouth. George started to fight back even more, not being able to stand seeing the boy in this much pain.
The man continued to cut around the tattoo, Tommys muffled screams bouncing through George’s head. Finally, the tattoo was off, and the man threw the chunk of skin off into the distance. Tommy slumped down, breathing heavily.
“Right then, that should do it,” the man said, admiring his work. George glared at the man, praying to whatever was up there that these men fell off a high cliff. The man started to walk off, the men dragging Tommy with them.
“Knock that one out, we need to let ourselves get some distance,” the man said. George had the sense to feel panic before all he saw was black.
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“George!” “George!”
George groaned as his vision slowly came back to him, he was lying face first in the grass.
“George!”
George wanted to yell at them that he had a headache and to stop yelling, but then he remembered why they were yelling.
“Over here!” George called out, slowly propping himself up on his arms. George felt the footsteps running toward him before he heard them.
Someone dropped next to him and put their hands around his face.
“George, George, oh my god are you okay?” George chuckled a bit as he made eye contact with Dream through his mask.
“I’m fine, I’m fine, just help me up,” George said, making the first move to get to his feet. Dream sprung into action, pulling George up to his feet. George looked around at everyone who had come. Tubbo, Quackity, Phil, and Ranboo were here with Dream.
As soon as George had gotten stable on his feet he was suddenly getting pushed down onto a bench that had not been there a minute before.
“Guys, I’m fine to stand, just let me-” George tried as he went to stand again. He was kept down with a firm hand by Dream.
“No no no, stay down. You have a fucking head trauma and we don’t know the extent of it yet. Just stay sitting and tell us what happened,” Dream commanded. George rolled his eyes before sighing.
“We were just patrolling around the border when this group of guys jumped us. They made us drop our swords and then they-” George paused and looked at Phil, unable to keep eye contact. How was he supposed to tell a father that he was the reason his youngest son was gone?
“They-they took him. Then knocked me out before I could stop them from leaving,” George finished, staring at Phil's shoes.
“Took who? Who were you out here with?” Tubbo asked with fear creeping into his voice. George dropped his head into his hands, trying to convince the tears that were threatening to fall from his eyes to back off. He took a deep breath before looking back at Phil.
Phil seemed confused for a second, furrowing his eyebrows before his eyes widened. Phil took a step back and began to shake his head.
“No. No, George, please,” Phil said, his voice shaky and his eyes wet. George finally let the tears fall down his cheeks.
“I’m so sorry Phil. I-I tried to stop them, but there were too many of them,” George started to explain. But, he was cut off by Phil’s sob. Tubbo looked between George and Phil before it finally hit him.
“They took Tommy?” He asked, tears already filling his eyes. Quackity quickly grabbed Tubbo and pulled him into a hug as Tubbo started to cry.
George looked up at Dream, trying to see his reaction to all of this. His hands were clenched and he was looking past George to the walls.
“Do you know who they were?” Dream asked. His words seemed to get everyone’s attention, everyone bringing their eyes to Dream. Phil took in a shaky breath as he looked back at George.
George shook his head, fidgeting with his hands.
“They were gonna take me,” George said, looking back at Dream. Dream’s head snapped down to George.
“They were gonna take me, but Tommy opened his mouth and said he was your little brother. That he was more valuable to you. He even showed the guy your trident to prove it,” George said. Dream groaned before stomping off and throwing his mask to the ground. They all kept looking at each other in respect of Dream’s privacy.
Phil let out a chuckle as he wiped his face. Everyone looked at him in confusion.
“I guess, I guess it's good to know at least I raised him right. To be brave enough to do something like that,” Phil said, walking towards George. Phil grabbed George’s hands and looked in his eyes.
“This isn’t your fault, so get any of those thoughts out of your head. What Tommy did was because of the fact that he loves you, despite it being extremely stupid. He would kill you if he knew you were thinking like this,” Phil said. George huffed out a laugh and wiped the tears from his face.
“Dad!” Phils head snapped towards the houses where the call had come from. There was Wilbur and Techno running towards them. Phil stood up and went to meet his two oldest.
“Dad, we can’t find Tommy anywhere and his charm isn’t working. Where is he?” Wilbur asked. Phil went to respond before Techno spoke up.
“What happened here? Why were you crying?” Techno asked, surveying the area around him. George had half the mind to laugh, leave it to Techno to always notice what everyone doesn’t want him too. Dream walked back over to them, Tommy and George’s swords in his hand. Techno looked at the swords with his eyebrows furled.
“Why do you have Tommy’s sword?” Techno asked slowly, walking toward Dream. Wilbur then took attention to the sword, stepping around his father to stand with Techno. Dream simply looked at Techno and Wilbur, unable to think of a response.
“Boys,” Phil said softly, putting a hand on each of their shoulders. Everyone held their breaths, waiting for a reaction like Phil had. Instead, they got the opposite. Techno launched himself at Dream, getting in at least two punches before Phil and Wilbur were able to drag him off of him.
“What the fuck happened to my little brother you piece of shit! What did you do?” He screamed, fighting against his father and his brother.
“Techno! Techno!” George yelled, leaping to his feet.
“Techno! Listen to me!” George said as he grabbed Techno’s face in his hands in an attempt to calm him down.
“It wasn’t Dream! Tommy got kidnapped by some thugs! Calm down, being angry at each other will do nothing to get Tommy back!” George yelled. Techno stopped struggling, breathing heavily as he calmed himself down.
After a few more seconds Phil and Wilbur let him go. Techno just stared at the ground, hands shaking in what George assumed was anger.
“Who took him?” Wilbur asked, looking at George. George sighed.
“I don’t know, they had masks on,” George said defeatedly. Techno then looked up.
“Why isn’t his charm working? There's no type of spell that can disenchant it,” Techno asked. George instantly heard Tommys screams in his head.
“They-uh- they cut it off,” George whispered. Techno’s jaw clenched and Wilbur gasped. Everyone stood in a heavy silence, processing what they just heard. Then Dream stepped up.
“Phil, Techno, Wilbur, I swear to you. No matter what, we will find the fuckers who took them and we’ll destroy them. Destroy whatever pathetic kingdom they have and burn everything they own,” Dream said in a tense voice.
“No.” Techno said.
“We’ll kill them.”