Disclaimer: The following is a work of fan fiction by using character and world setting from Dream SMP credits to which go to the writers of Dream SMP.
FILE 004- BATTLE OF LAS NEVADAS (Pt. 1)
Las Nevadas
Quackity's POV
The gambit had worked. Quackity had stalled the talks enough for Sam to fix the machine for it to come and fight. He hadn't expected Sam to make an entrance this dramatic, but whatever kept the enemies off their feet works.
Sam meanwhile looked quite tired, given how he was up for whole night. He wasn't in optimal battle conditions. Then again what his machine was for, right?
Quackity scanned the battlefield ahead him and noticed a peculiar thing. Three figures seem to be taking advantage of the dust that arose from the explosion, and making their way towards Las Nevadas.
I see where this is going. Quackity contemplated They are splitting up their forces, probably to get the brat back. Well that simply won't do, will it?
"Fundy, Foolish! We have unwelcomed guest in the country itself, three of them. Defend the place where brat is kept." Quackity ordered curtly, whipping his head around to the two.
Both of his subordinates just nodded in affirmation and took off towards Las Nevadas, in pursuit of their enemies.
"You do realize we will be outnumbered in both fronts, do you? Sam questioned wearily.
Quackity just smirked in response, no need to tell Sam about the little surprise he had planned. He just responded, "That's what your toy soldier is for. Speaking of which-" He pointed towards the battlefield. "We have one of the two main targets it was made for, right in front of us. I hope subduing him is under your machine's capability."
"Oh, it is." Sam smirked. "Activate combat mode, and take Technoblade out, Overkill!" Sam ordered the machine. "I want him dead at the end of fighting."
"Understood, sir." The machine responded. Its legs elongated, and in its hand an axe with a crossbow, along with poison tipped arrows could be seen. Its eyes began to glow green almost hypnotically. It took off with great speed, straight into the cloud of dust where the rest of the enemy forces presumably were.
This battle would be a victorious one.
Technoblade's POV
This is a mess. Techno thought irritably, as he looked around the dust cloud to spot his friends. What the hell was that thing? What have been these clowns up to?
More concerningly, why hadn't they known about this- whatever this thing is? No time to worry for now. He could hear the voices demanding him to be vigilant, and this time he agreed with them.
"Phil, Nikki, Connor! You guys here?" Techno called out.
"Here!" He heard Phil's voice, and followed where it was. He spotted three figures and moved towards them.
"You guys are bust." Techno commented as he reached where his fellow anarchists were. Phil looked alright, Nikki looked a bit frazzled but she seemed to be recovering, Connor too looked mostly recovered from the shock.
"It could have been worse." Phil replied dusting his cap.
"Agreed, no time to waste now. The plan is commenced. Tubbo went with those two into Las Nevadas." Techno told the others. "Now comes our part. Nikki, Connor! Get those withers out. Phil, you come with me. We'll cover these two 'till the withers are ready."
"Understood." Phil took out his axe and shield for the battle.
"Right." Nikki replied as she placed the ender chest to start preparing the Withers.
"Got it boss." Connor said in his usual cheerful tone. A good sign, maybe?
Techno didn't have time to think about it. He got his "Axe of peace" ready in one hand and the crossbow in the other. Just as he turned towards the other side, he felt his muscles tensing, as if sensing something. He was just going to say something to Phil when suddenly, a low boom sounded around the battlefield and something nearly struck Techno in the head-
He got his axe up and a loud clang sounded throughout the ground. Techno looked above and immediately regretted doing that. He saw the same monstrosity from before, now looking at him with those creepy green eyes.
Phil immediately swung his axe for towards the thing but, it pulled back with astonishing speed. It immediately struck its axe on the ground and, causing an explosion.
Worst part? It was heading straight towards Techno.
Purely on instincts, Techno moved forward, taking a leap off the ground to avoid the explosion and firing off his crossbow towards the thing. The machine got its axe up on time to cut the arrow into half- but it was just the start.
Blood for the blood god.
The voices were getting excited. If he was honest with himself, Techno himself was excited for a good battle. Whatever this thing was, it was good at fighting. It would be a good fight for Techno.
He launched toward the machine and swung the axe towards the head. It dodged quite easily and countered back with an axe of its own, the blade whizzing through the air as it came down. Techno parried the strike and tried to use the crossbow, but the machine had already leaped back and fired two shots of its own. Techno blocked one with axe and barely dodged the second one, when the machine came back into the close quarters with a ginormous leap.
I got it away from the group. Techno noted as he fired off lethal fireworks.
How the hell is this thing this fast? Techno thought clenching his teeth, as he deflected away the impressive strikes and managed to fire few shots of his own. It's rate of fire is abnormal; it can move with inhumane speed and jumps around like crazy. It is most likely mechanical with that T.V as its head.
Techno tried to strategize some way to overcome the machine when-
He felt pain, awful pain in his right shoulder. Seemed like that small opening was enough for the machine to strike him, and Techno felt blood gushing out of his shoulder.
Seeing the opportunity, the machine fired off arrows from its crossbow. Techno barely dodged the first few, and was sure that the next onslaught would be his end. The arrows came and Techno tried getting his axe up on time to parry them.
They never came.
In front of him Phil was there with his shield up. He threw some active TNT on the ground in front of the machine. The ensuing explosion gave them the cover to scurry behind a giant rock to regroup. "Sorry, I lost you in the dust cloud. Here heal yourself." He threw some regeneration potions at Techno.
Techno took the potions and felt his shoulder healing instantly. Now he felt like an idiot to not take potions with him, assuming that the syndicate easily overpowered Las Nevadas.
Now these guys had a crazy robot thing to do their fighting.
"Thank you, Phil. Wait." Techno had a terrible realization. "If you are here, who the hell is covering Niki and Connor."
"About that, it seems Wil couldn't keep himself from fighting." Phil shook his head in exasperation.
"In his defense, he could see the battle from his balcony." Techno remarked.
"We will argue about that after we survive this battle. Can you handle that thing alone?" Phil questioned looking directly at Techno.
"I'll have to; your hands will be full with other four." Techno ignored the voices mocking him for getting his ass kicked by a metal hunk.
"Is this a wild pig I smell?" A mocking voice called out from behind them, the slimy but chilly voice creeping through the wind, giving Techno an unsettling feeling.
The anarchist duo got their weapons ready.
Behind them, the smoke dispelled and from afar, the machine could be seen its weapons raised, ready to attack. Beside it, Sam and Quackity were there with their armor on them, crossbows of their own aimed at the duo.
"Ah, there's the troublesome pig. I hope you liked our newest member, Technoblade. It was designed especially for you!" Quackity made it sound like a he was doing Techno a favor.
"Where are your rest of the friends? Abandoned you? Finally saw you were nothing but a backstabbing traitor?" Quackity still kept the mockingly polite tone, though his eyes shone with malice.
"For someone missing two of his members for a fight, you are talking too much." Phil dryly remarked.
It was true, two of the members of Las Nevadas were unaccounted for. This was concerning as their group has now unexpectedly split into three. Techno just hoped that reinforcement from Wilbur will dampen the impact of their unexpected adversary.
"Enough talk, let's settle this now." Sam impatiently interjected, "Overkill, kill Technoblade and ignore his partner for now."
The machine obeyed wordlessly. Techno nodded towards Phil who took off toward the other two enemies. Techno readied himself for the blow from the war-machine.
Despite the grim situation, Techno found himself to be weirdly confident. He had his best friend with him, whom he has experience of fighting battles with worse odds.
BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD.
He was ready to provide the voices with fight they cherished. Techno could feel himself feeling giddy.
Let the fight begin.
Tubbo's POV
The small group steadily made their way towards the shining city of Las Nevadas. The place was huge, but Tubbo remembered the place they were meant to be going to. They went towards the Space needle, the giant building behind which the dark alleys lay.
"This is far enough, you three!" Someone shouted from behind.
Tubbo's heart skipped a beat- he was so sure that they had gone unnoticed. Did that mean that Techno and his group had been defeated, or had they abandoned them? No, he couldn't think of his allies like that. They weren't that weak or cowardly, right?
He turned back and saw two men- Fundy and Foolish. Just two them. Were the other enemies trying to surround them from the back? If this was the case, then they were screwed. The three of them knew how to fight (product of fighting in few of the biggest wars that server had seen) but they weren't spectacular enough to fight whilst outnumbered.
There was also the fact that they had find Michael, and escape from here while protecting him. Their chances weren't looking good.
"Fundy, Foolish. This doesn't need to get dirty." Jack's voice sounded threatening, though Tubbo could hear hints of fear in it.
"Does it? I'm…not so sure." Fundy drawled back. It seems they detected fear in Jack's voice too. "You're the ones rudely coming in our country, without any invitation. Leave quietly and there won't be any reason to fight."
"We couldn't leave quietly, and you know that." Puffy coolly responded. "You're the ones kidnapping Michael, give him back and we'll leave this place."
"He isn't mistreated here." Foolish said in an assuring voice. "I know it must be terrible for you, but unfortunately we can't give the kid back right now. Rest assured we don't mistreat him here."
"And how does that make anything better, you bastards!" Tubbo spat finally finding his voice back. "He's just a child, how the hell does you not mistreating him make up for kidnapping him in the first place?"
"It is useless reasoning with them now, Foolish." Fundy readied his axe. "Things have gone far beyond our control now.
Tubbo took his sword out. Puffy and Jack joined him on both sides. Foolish, almost regretfully took weapons of his own out.
"Are you three sure about this?" Foolish asked, one final time.
"You heard Fundy." Tubbo replied. He charged toward the duo with both his subordinates following his lead.
The duo just stood there. Foolish raised his hands in a grand fashion, as if doing some sort of ritual.
What the-
Suddenly the ground in front of them blasted with electric energy, the small plant life on it burnt to ashes in an instant. Tubbo crashed on the ground on his back, Jack's Shield was releasing black smoke while Puffy arm had a shallow gash running through it.
"You missed." Fundy's grumpy voice was barely audible.
"I haven't fought for a while." Was Foolish's reply.
This man could throw lightning at them, Tubbo almost forgot about that. Great, just what he needed.
"Tubbo." Jack called out. "You alright?"
"Yeah I am-"Tubbo started to reply when he saw Fundy charging towards them. "LOOK OUT!"
Jack looked in front of them in confusion, and his eyes bulged out at Fundy charging towards him. His shield was in bad condition, would break at one hit. Tubbo was too far to reach in time.
Fundy charged towards Jack, axe in his hand. He swung it with full strength towards Jack and-
A whoosh sound came from behind Tubbo and he looked where it came from. It was Puffy, a bow in her hand loading an arrow onto it. Realizing Tubbo looked ahead and saw Fundy, more specifically his axe hand which had an arrow sticking in. Fundy's face cringed in pain and confusion.
Taking advantage of this, Jack kicked Fundy on his shin and bashed the hilt of his sword on his face. Before he could attack further, Foolish fired his own volley of arrows, forcing Jack to go behind cover of trees.
Tubbo snaped out of his daze and tried to go forward to help. But he felt Puffy's hand on his shoulder. He looked at her in confusion. She just motioned towards the cluster of buildings and spoke
"Go find Michael, we will handle these two." Tubbo tried protesting but she just continued on. "I know you want to help, and you will be helping by taking back Michael. That's the fastest way to end this battle. Find him and we can retreat back to Snowchester. Once we are there, the nukes would deter them from attacking further."
Tubbo mulled over her words. He saw Fundy retreating back towards cover, and Foolish giving the cover fire by shooting volleys of arrows. He looked towards Puffy with determined expression.
"Fine, I will find Michael. All the best, you two." Tubbo sincerely hopped he wouldn't regret leaving his friends behind.
"Now go!" Puffy ordered as she started returning the volley of arrows towards the enemy.
Tubbo obliged and sprinted towards the cluster of buildings to search for his son.
Sam's POV
This isn't looking good, Sam thought tiredly as he tried to rub sleep and exhaustion from his eyes.
The battle had been going for Prime knew how long, but it was still a stalemate. Techno and Overkill brawled it out in the middle, while Philza was kept from helping him by Quackity. As for Sam himself, he wasn't in any condition to battle. The lack of sleep was showing its effects and he was having trouble standing upright, much less join the fight.
Even with the machine designed specifically to kill him, Techno seemed to fight it back with vigor. For every slash that Overkill made, it was parried back by his axe. For every ground explosion made by the machine, it was dodged and an arial attack of fireworks was met by the machine. Overkill of course dodged them, but the battle was nowhere near completion if it continued like this.
Thankfully, Overkill was a machine, meaning it didn't need any sleep or food. It could go on for days, while same couldn't be said for the enemy. Techno, for as gifted as he was, was just a human. He couldn't outlast Overkill, something Sam was banking on to defeat the worst adversary they had.
Suddenly, a large explosion ripped Sam out of his daydreaming. There was a column of sand and dust rising on a distance.
He took the spyglass out of his pocket to see what it was about. Squinting his eyes, he looked through it and couldn't see anything but dust. Phil and Quackity had momentarily stopped their brawl to see what the fuss was about. Techno and Overkill seemed oblivious towards it.
Suddenly, round black ball like object zipped out of the dust cloud, and impacted the ground near Sam which exploded after the impact. Sam fell on his back and took cover behind a tree in the clearing. What he saw from behind the tree, bought back some unwelcomed memories.
Wither, the beasts with three skulls on a nightmarish black body. Their eyes as empty and cold as Sam remembered them to be, from the Doomsday.
Not again. He really had more withers with him? Sam disbelievingly thought.
"We aren't late to the party, are we?" A smug voice called out.
Sam looked ahead from where the voice was coming from, two men adorned with netherite armor stepped out.
One of them was Connor, goofy as always. It was the other man which made him gasp in surprise.
It was Wilbur Soot.
"Stop with the dramatics, Wilbur!" Phil demanded "Help Techno."
Sam immediately took his crossbow out, though he felt fear inside him. Fear and Panic for something they didn't account for in case of attack. They never suspected Wilbur joining the anarchists, and they sure as hell hadn't been expecting these bastards to bring in withers.
Quackity had retreated back towards Sam. Though he looked surprised, Sam couldn't see any hints of fear or discomfort on him.
"Now that's unexpected." Quackity muttered.
"Unexpected!? It is catastrophic! They have withers and one more ally now, we're as good as dead!" Sam frantically shouted at Quackity.
"Relax Sam." Quackity sounded condescending, as if speaking to a four-year-old. "Did you think I wouldn't plan for withers?"
Sam confusedly stared at Quackity. They didn't have much time now, the withers were closing in. In distance, Techno and Overkill were still fighting. But now tables had turned. Phil was shooting precisely at the robot, while Wilbur used his sword to support Techno. Overkill was getting overwhelmed.
Connor seemed to be signaling down? It was towards the place where the Withers were coming from, maybe he was directing where they were supposed to go?
They didn't have time to think about that. The withers were almost upon them. Just as Sam braced himself for the incoming onslaught, the wither on the first got shot upon, both of its eyes struck by arrows.
Sam looked behind to the place where the arrows came from. A man in a red black clock with his bow out, and another man standing behind him with brown fur covering his skin.
"Bad, Antfrost? What the hell!?" Sam was too confused and sleep deprived to make sense of anything at this point. Why the hell his fellow prison guards here?
"Hello to you too, Sam." Ant sneered at him.
"Not now, Ant. We are here to help obviously, Sam. Stay back, you look half dead already." Saying this, Bad and Antfrost both thrust themselves into the fray and started to fight with withers.
"Surprise, I guess." Quackity's said dryly. "You ought to put more trust in me at this point. Anyway, Bad was right. Stay back for now. Let the machine you made work for you."
Stay back, huh? It seemed like a good idea.
Just as Sam started to lean against a tree, another explosion sounded off in the distance, it wasn't from the Withers. He used his spyglass to look towards the explosion. What he saw, he couldn't believe.
The famed blood god, the man who could defeat an army alone, the man who tore down the mighty country of L'Manburg with just two other allies, was laying on the ground.
He wasn't moving much; blood was gushing out of the numerous wounds on his body.
Above him Overkill, his creation, was standing with a bloodied axe ready to chop its enemy's head off.
Technoblade was as good as dead.
And it would be Sam's creation which would kill him.
Techno's POV
(10 minutes prior)
The fight was getting harder and harder as it went on. Techno lost the count of gashes and cuts he suffered, the number of blows he himself landed on the machine, or how long it had been since the fight started.
He hadn't fought a battle this fierce and even matched for a while. The thing knew all techniques there were for combat, moreover it could execute techniques of its own which Techno had never seen.
How the mighty have fallen the voices mocked. The destroyer of armies is succumbing to a single machine. How pathetic.
They had been going like this for whole battle now, calling Techno weak, saying that he had gone soft now. Techno barely managed to keep his body out of voices' control. He promised Phil that he wouldn't go that way now, and he intended to keep it that way.
Techno dodged one more hit, parried it with his own axe, leaped above the ground that was exploding, fired the lethal fireworks, and go back to the close quarter combat. Rinse and repeat. He couldn't break this loop, no matter how hard he tried.
If this went on, he would lose his stamina. He was running low on potions (cursing his own overconfidence) and while the Withers had arrived, they weren't doing much to distract the enemy as their reinforcements were doing their work.
Moreover, the Syndicate's own members were occasionally harassed by their own wither, something which was not ideal at all. Techno couldn't expect his friends to help him with this fight, they had battles of their own.
He dodged another crossbow fire and managed to land a blow on the leg with his axe, which seemed to do minimal damage. The machine just leaped back with an inhumanely huge jump and kept firing from the crossbow at an unbelievable rate.
Just as he readied his own crossbow, he noticed Wilbur behind Overkill, with his arm outstretch and a sword in the head. Unfortunately, Techno wasn't the only one to notice.
"Wil, back off!" Techno shouted, too late.
The machine backhanded Wil on the face, who was knocked back with force. He landed on the ground with his back and a sickening crack could be heard from there.
Connor, who was the closest, ran towards Wil with some potions in hand but was stopped short by a volley of arrows from the enemy.
This is bad. Techno clenched his teeth. He had to splash Wil with some potions or he would be killed, again. But I think I can turn this around.
The machine charged towards him again, but this time instead of using his weapons Techno leaped of the ground, towards an elevated rock. The machine stopped momentarily, presumably in confusion but that was enough for Techno.
He jumped off again, this time above the robot and threw last of his TNT on its back. Doing this he fired off the lethal fireworks towards the enemy spot, from where they were shooting. Withers took care of rest as they bombarded towards the brightly lit spot in front of them.
Taking advantage of the confusion, Techno dragged Wil towards the same cover where Connor was.
"Heal him." He quickly ordered. Connor just nodded towards him and got to work.
Techno rushed back towards the battlefield, noticing Phil dueling with Quackity in his periphery.
Where are rest of these clowns? Techno didn't have time to think further as the robot was back again.
The TNT somehow didn't do any lasting damage, except an ugly dent which aside from ruining its visual design, didn't seem to do any damage.
It rose its axe hand but Techno was ready for it, what he wasn't ready for was a blow from behind on his helmet.
That momentary opening was all the machine needed. It swung its axe with inhumane strength and this time, Techno couldn't parry it at all. He was knocked off the ground into the air where he was essentially defenseless. He felt an arrow piercing his crossbow hand and made out Antfrost's figure, firing arrow.
Before he even crashed down to the ground, the machine had already taken a leap and landed another blow from the axe on his chest plate, making him crash even harder.
This was not going according to plan at all
Phil's POV
Phil looked at the ensuing crash in horror. He was so shocked by the scene he just witnessed that he almost didn't notice Quackity's axe slashing at him.
He quickly parried it and in anger, thrusted his shield forward, causing Quackity to startle and using the opportunity, Phil struck him hard. Quackity fell back from the excessive force but he got up with an obnoxious smirk.
"Who would have though, the invincible "blood god" would be defeated by a mere robot?" Quackity threw his head back and laughed. "They said 'Technoblade never dies' BUT WE WILL PUT HIM IN A GRAVE!"
"You thought you would be able to boss us around? That we would have taken all demands like an obedient little kid? Guess what! You came here just to lose your leader. Soon this server will see that Las Nevadas is not to messed with!"
Phil tried to ignore Quackity's monologue to focus where his friend is. He glanced towards the dust cloud raised by the crash. What he saw filled him with hopelessness and dread.
That fucking machine, was standing just in front of Techno's prone figure. It had raised its axe, covered in blood, seemingly ready to chop Techno's head. It bought the axe down with a terrifying speed, directly towards Techno's head when-
A loud clang sounded through the battlefield, barely drowned by Wither's rain of destruction. Connor, of all people was standing (kneeling to be more accurate) between the machine and Techno, his sword blocking off the axe. The strain on him was visible. From somewhere behind, a volley of arrow aimed towards the machine's head was fired.
Seeing this the robot leaped back, dodging the arrows. In doing this, it attracted attention of a nearby cluster of Withers, and got busy in defending itself from them.
"What the…" Quackity's jaw hung open. "…tch, Ant attack them!"
Antfrost charged towards where Techno was laying, dodging arrows fired by Nikki. He swung his axe towards Connor who barely deflected it, and got kicked in his shin.
Antfrost proceeded further, slashing his axe through Connor's helmet, breaking it into two pieces. He deflected few more arrows from Niki who was closing in. At this point Phil tempted to join the fray, but he was still pinned down by this bastard.
Just as he thought that both of them would be overwhelmed, someone else joined the fray.
Wilbur still looked like shit, but he seemed to be in fighting condition. He tackled an unsuspecting Antfrost to the ground, and started to pin him to the ground.
"The fight's still on, Quackity." Phil looked the leader of Las Nevadas dead in the eyes. "We are going to raze your nation to ground now."
"We will see about that." Quackity fired of his crossbow.
Phil deflected and again went for close quarters. Now he just hoped that the robot thing would be busy with Withers for a while, or else they are screwed.
Techno's POV
Blood, Blood, Blood
Blood for the blood god
Is this how the famed blood god goes down? Pathetic
Pain.
You need these weaklings to protect you. You are worthless.
He is a weakling himself.
Blood, Blood, Blood
Techno hadn't felt this much pain in a while. Last time someone had given him this much trouble in a fight, was when he dueled with Dream. The days before this complexity of nations. The days when he and Phil just had to worry about some talentless upstarts annoying them
He has really gone soft.
Reminiscing about old times when he is dying, truly pathetic.
BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD
Does he even remember how to fight properly?
I knew he was done for when he went into that farce of a 'retirement'.
"Sh..shut up." Techno muttered. He could vividly see his fellow anarchists, fighting to protect his prone form which might already be dead.
You can't help them when it mattered.
Worthless
Pathetic
Blood, Blood, Blood
How can you even call yourself a warrior anymore?
Weak
I am not weak Techno resolutely thought back to the voices.
Not weak he says.
He can be strong, if he becomes one of us again.
He can't. Techno promised this to Phil, he wouldn't himself to these voices again. No matter what.
Coward
Pathetic
Do you think he will prefer you dead over that?
Good point, but can he really do that again?
Not much choice here.
He is too scared to do that.
One of us.
The voices had a strange way of motivating him. Techno was sure as hell it was not a healthy one, but whatever works.
One of us
One of us
He could feel his vision clearing, his body could move again.
One of us
He sat up, his back no longer aching. He looked ahead and saw the battle unfolding into more chaos.
ONE OF US
ONE OF US
He got up, took his sword "Orphan Obliterator" not the flimsy axe.
Blood for the blood god.
Blood for the blood god indeed. With red glow in his eyes and vision, Techno took his trusty sword and headed into the battle.
He would win it this time. It wouldn't even be close.
A/N
Aaaaaand cut!
So, the group has finally clashed with Las Nevadas for a fight. Tubbo is trying to get little (hopefully still alive) Michael back and Techno is losing himself to voices. Fun stuff :D
This was my first time writing a fight scene so if it was lame or bad, you know who to blame (Anyone other than me).
This chapter too shot over the length I had in my mind but eh whatever. I am sure it would definitely not make any future problem.
The next chapter should be up till 04/02/2022 as a weekly update.
As always thanks to my awesome discord beta readers, Flippy and Lion Man for going through the weekly torture pleasure of editing my work.
Your invaluable feedback in the review section is always welcome.
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Editor note: (Flippy)
If there are any sort of present tense mistakes or just grammar mistakes then I probably overlooked them whilst editing it. Kindly ignore them.
