Vampire Technoblade

| Techno knew he’d probably regret his decision the moment he walked into a blood bank. He knew he shouldn’t have even entertained the idea of buying a human, A entire human being he’d be using as a blood-bag. |

| But he was desperate. He hadn’t fed off of a human in weeks, He’d been desperate and he hadn’t had any other choice since the village he usually fed off had started growing suspicious. So he’d bit the bullet and begrudgingly went to a vampire owned city and into a blood-bank, a building that sold “trained” human’s as a food-source for vampires who saw no problem in keeping human’s as glorified slaves. |

| But again, He was desperate, And he didn’t need a vampire hunter busting down his door because someone thought that all those missing persons reports could be connected to the farmer (He sold animals and crops as a cover) who lived in the middle of the arctic tundra. |

| And now Techno had a problem, He’d bought a human, Tommy— And now he had to actually bring them back with him to his small town- Well, It could be considered both a town and a village since it’s population teetered in the middle of those two definitions, In the arctic, Away from the vampire owned city and make sure they didn’t try to run or rat him out to the townsfolk who would definitely bang down his door with torches and pitch forks if they learned what he was. |

| But thankfully Techno wasn’t stupid, He’d brought a decent amount of food and water and his beloved horse named Carl. He’d made sure to borrow a wagon from his human “friend” from the village with some excuse of needing to run to a city for supplies for this winter. |

| He’d made sure he had plenty of feed and water for Carl, Plus some for the human he knew he was bringing back, Plus some blankets because he wasn’t going to let them freeze- And honestly so far the ride was fine. He was about two days from his cabin in the middle of nowhere, The only difference was his wallet was lighter and his wagon heavier. |

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