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Terrifying as it sounds, assassination attempts are unfortunately a pretty common occurrence in the royal family's lives. Despite the fact that the citizens of the Antarctic Empire are mostly happy with their rulers, some attacks come from their own people because there will always be those who aren't. A lot of the time, the assassin is sent by outsiders—more specifically, by rulers of other kingdoms.
This is why, even from a young age, King Philza's children—Technoblade, Wilbur and Tommy—were taught basic self-defense, skills such as identifying poisons, as well as first aid. All three turned out pretty decent with the lessons, but Technoblade in particular excels greatly at combat and is good at analyzing situations for possible danger.
Upon realizing this, Techno has brought it upon himself to make sure nothing happens to his family.
This incident was no different from the others.
Techno snores when he sleeps, which makes other people assume that he's a heavy sleeper. However, his family and the castle staff would say otherwise—mostly proven by the fact that whenever anyone would pass the corridor with his room, he'd wake up to the person's footsteps, no matter how quiet they try to be.
It's saved him a couple of times. One that he remembers really well was his first time trying to be assassinated. He was ten at the time, so whoever got the assassin probably underestimated Techno. The assassination attempt was stupid. The assassin tried getting in through his window, but the window kept creaking which led Techno to waking up. The pink haired lad acted fast and ended up pushing the assassin out, unfortunately they got away.
The other time being when a fire started out of nowhere and he could smell it from his room. He acted fast and got his family away before it begun to spread. The staff did a good job keeping the fire at bay as well as extinguishing it.
That said, it was a given that he'd wake up when he hears a scream in the middle of the night.
Techno jumped out of his bed, grabbing his sword that was situated beside his bed instinctively. He didn't bother wearing slippers and ran out of his room, feet hitting the cold tiles. Heart thumping hard and mind racing with nothing but the name 'Tommy'.
Techno arrived at the younger's door, Tommy's screaming and cursing audible from the inside. He turned the doorknob and internally regretted telling Tommy to lock his bedroom door all the time. He took the base of his sword and hit the doorknob with it, his force being strong enough to break it and crack the door open.
He bursts in, eyes darting around the room. He found the assassin on the ground next to the bed, on top of Tommy, his blade on the kid's neck. Tommy's tiny hands that were holding up the assassin's arms was the only thing stopping the blade from slicing his throat.
Techno lunged at the assassin, throwing them off of Tommy. They immediately tried attacking Technoblade, but they were countered by Techno's own blade. The two went back and forth, their fight only ending when Techno found an opening and disarmed the assassin.
Scared, they fled out the open window. Probably the same way they got in.
Techno let out a breath before dropping his sword and crouching down next to his brother. "Are you alright? Where are you hurt?" He asked, lifting Tommy's arms, eyes darting around.
Tommy only let out a whine before throwing himself onto Techno. The older held him gently, rubbing circles on the younger's back. "Shh, it's okay. You're alright now."
Techno looked down on the sobbing boy and frowned when he sees a strike of red on Tommy's neck. The blade must have broken skin. If he only got here faster. "I'm sorry," Techno said.
Tommy hummed, peaking up, his teary blue eyes staring at Techno's red ones. "Why?"
Instead of answering, he let Tommy go and grabbed a first aid kit located in one of Tommy's lower drawers. Techno's frown deepened when he got a better view of the cut. It went on longer than he had initially thought. "I'm gonna treat that cut, alright?" Techno said. "It's gonna sting a bit but you'll feel worse if it gets infected."
Tommy nodded, wiping the tears away with his hands. "I can handle it, I'm a big man!"
Techno let a small smile slip onto his lips, "You sure are," he said, bringing the cotton with disinfectant towards the cut. "Not many eleven year olds can hold off assassins."
"Yeah!" Tommy cheered before flinching back when Techno pressed on the cut.
"It's okay, we're almost done," Techno assured, moving a bit closer to the boy. True to his word not even a minute later, he was bandaging up the cut. "There we go, all done." He moved back to observe his work. The fact that he even has to treat Tommy, made him frown subconsciously, only realizing so when he felt Tommy's hands on his forehead.
The boy was doing his best to straighten up Techno's forehead, "Don't frown, you'll get crinkles and grow old like Phil."
Techno let out a low chuckle, "You mean wrinkles?" he asked.
"Same thing," Tommy said. "Why are you frowning anyway? Are you sad?"
Techno hummed, opening his arms, inviting Tommy for a hug—one that the younger accepted by quickly diving into him, nearly getting Techno to topple over. "Of course I'm sad, you're hurt," he said. Now that isn't a sentence that was easy for him to admit, but Tommy needs to know how dangerous these situations are.
"But I'm fine now!" Tommy exclaimed.
"Yeah, but you could, not be, fine right now," Techno said. "If I didn't hear you scream, you could've..." he didn't want to complete his sentence.
"Yeah...but you'll always be there to protect me from the bitches," Tommy said.
Techno couldn't help but let out a chuckle, clutching the boy closer to his chest. "Of course," he says eyes staring longingly at the starry sky.
He could only hope that he would be able to protect Tommy forever.