Strong Enough - An Aphmau Fanfiction
Chapter 1
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This story is told from Laurence's perspective and has nothing to do with the real series Minecraft Diaries. Enjoy!
My eyes fluttered open at the sound of a door closing. It took me awhile, but I slowly lifted my head and looked around, only to realize this wasn't home. It was a blank, white room that made me feel like I was in some kind of void. The bed I had supposedly been sleeping on was overly soft and covered in soft, crimson velvet sheets. I looked around for any sign of anything other than the bed and the blank walls. A small vanity was set up in the far corner of the room, but other than that, nothing. No doors, no windows, no anything. I wondered how light was filtering in here without anything for it to come through, and there were no lamps in sight. I tried to stand, but my legs were sore and the moment I left the bed, a throbbing headache brought me down. I tried to rub my temples to try and sooth the it, but I pulled my hand back as a searing pain shot through my forehead from where I touched. I tried to stand one more time, and though I had to use the wall for support, I made my way to the vanity. I looked into the mirror, gasping at a reflection that seemed to not even belong to me. A large bruise covered one side of my forehead, a second on the side of my neck, and another on my shoulder. I also had a large gash just above my left eye. I took a step back, my confusion slowly bubbling up into panic. Where was I? How had I gotten here? Where was everyone else? I sat back on the edge of the bed, head in my hands, careful not to touch the bruise. How could I have just forgotten everything? Then it sounded again; the door opening. The wall next to the vanity seemed to open, and the first face I saw was Aphmau. Relief struck me, and I was abou to greet her when I noticed the confused and scared look on her face. She didn't know where we were either. "Aphmau...?" I asked quietly. She seemingly noticed me for the first time and ran to my side. At least I knew she could walk fine. "Laurence?! Mother of Irene, what happened to you?!" She fussed over the bruises and gash, which I didn't mind, until her hand skimmed the mark on my shoulder. I winced and pulled back, getting a good look at her for the first time. She had similar injuries to me, but they were smaller, thank Irene, and no gash and instead of a bruise on her neck, it was on her lower arm. The sound of other doors dragged both of our attention away from each other and to another open door. Katelyn looked slightly nervous, but more angry. "Aphmau? Laurence? What the heck is going on here?" She asked, an irritated edge to her tone. "I can't remember anything. Last thing I knew we were all still in the Phoenix Alliance Capital." I replied, not wanting to deal with her mood right now. But I couldn't help but notice she had similar, almost identical, bruising to Aphmau. "Same." The lord chimed in. "Great! So we have no idea where we are, which could be Irene knows where, and we have no idea who did this, or why-" We all turned quickly at the sounding of another door. Travis emerged, with the same question as everyone else, and we gave him the same answer. "Is anyone else here?" He asked. "We can't tell. The doors open randomly, I think at least, and I'm pretty sure they're sound proof as well." Aphmau replied. I was busy looking at Travis's injuries. They were identical to mine, besides the gash. Two other doors started to open at once. "Jeez, how many of us are there? The capital will be empty if anyone else shows up." I muttered. Lucinda appeared first, followed by Aaron. Of course Lucinda had the same bruises as the girls, and Aaron the same as Travis and me. "Any idea where we are?" Lucinda sighed, sounding almost defeated. "Wait, you can't figure out our location? Shouldn't you have something that could do that?" Aphmau asked. "I've tried everything. It's like this place blocks magicks and witchcraft. I can't do anything right now." That explains the defeated tone. But something in her words clicked. Magicks and witchcraft... "Wait, don't we all have some connection to magicks or witchcraft?" I said, leaping up off the bed to fast and wobbling before Aphmau steadied me. "Me and Aaron don't-" Katelyn said. "I've used magicks before. Nothing to potent, but fairly powerful." Aaron interrupted. "That still leaves me." She huffed. "Well, you were a member of the Jury of Nine, right? Maybe Garroth may have taken some of the power, but maybe the amulet didn't take everything?" I offered. "I've never seen or heard of anything that can take away that much power, so its a good possibility." Lucinda chimed in. "But, wait. If they are going after people with power, including Shadow Knights, why isn't Vylad here?" Travis questioned. "No one has seen Vylad in the Capital for a few days. Hopefully they, whoever they is, don't find him either." I said. "What we need to be thinking about is how we are going to get out of here." Katelyn interjected. "Well, there's no windows and either the doors are random, or someone is doing this on purpose." Travis said. "We can see that, Captain Obvious." Lucinda sighed. He gave a mock hurt expression, then shrugged it off. "Another thing, did you all notice the bruises are identical on all of us? For the boys it's forehead, shoulder, neck and girl's is forehead, shoulder, arm." I said, feeling I should bring that to their attention. "This is in no way accidental. It can't be." Everyone looked from one another, realization I was right sweeping over all of them like a wave. "Maybe it was some ritual. Maybe that's what they did to make us lose our memories." Everyone except Aaron and Aphmau nodded. "Could be." Lucinda said. "That doesn't explain the deep cut on your forehead. How come you're the only one who has that?" Aphmau intervened. "I have no idea. Maybe I fought back. I can't recall." I shrugged. "And, it's not that deep. It doesn't even hurt anymore." I wasn't lying. I actually couldn't feel the cut anymore. It was more the bruise above it now, and that headache. But we all forced our attention away as another door, on the opposite side everyone came out of, opened. I took a step forward to try and see who else had been dragged here, but these men wore white masks and black cloaks. They weren't one of us. They were one of them.
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Thanks for reading my new series Strong Enough! I wanted to start a new story since Return is ending soon. A chapter of Return will still be coming out later. What do these people want with Laurence and the group? Found put in the next chapter!