So seeing all the stories on Fanfiction I noticed they were all pretty much Michael and Gavin and as much as I love Mavin I thought adding a little diversity would be good. This story involves all of the AH boys. Also I would like to thank ViperiumPrime for helping me with the story. Though I was the one to think of the story she helped me bring it to life. So enjoy, and please review to let me know how I'm doing with each of the guys, I want to keep them true as can be. So without further ado here is Evolution.
Chapter One
"What do you mean we can't leave?!"
"I mean we can't leave! The damn game won't let us!" Geoff replied, pushing the exit button again, only to have an angry red error sign flash at them.
"Are you sure you're doing it right?" Jack asked, coming to stand beside their boss.
"I'm pretty sure the big red exit button is what you push to fucking exit the game!" Geoff snapped back.
"Geoff, calm down, we just wanted to make sure," Ray said.
"Well, it's hard to calm down when we've just found out we might be trapped here for who the hell knows how long," Geoff defended.
"I knew we shouldn't have used those helmets" Gavin said, slight fear in his normally jovial voice, "I bloody told you I felt something bad about those helmets!"
Everyone started to talk among themselves; voicing fears, pointing fingers, shouting insults. The day had started normally for the Achievement Hunter boys, how had it gone so wrong?
Just that morning Burnie had come to their office bearing new toys.
"All the gamer companies and major YouTube gamers are getting these before they go out on sale to the public," their boss had explained.
"So it's like in Avatar where we can be characters and do shit?" Michael asked.
"Exactly dipshit, do whatever game you want fuckers." Burnie retorted.
All of them had agreed, apart from Gavin, who was staring down at the helmet-like thing in Burnie's hand with a worried gaze, "I don't know, something seems a bit dodgy to me."
"Oh come on Gavin" Geoff said, slinging an arm across Gavin's shoulder, "it'll be fun. We can play a simple game like Minecraft to start out."
If only they had trusted Gavin, they could have avoided this mess they were presently stuck in. Sure, it was a blast when they first got into the game, who wouldn't love being able to become a character in a videogame? The amazement was this took gaming to a whole new level, that was until they found out that they couldn't leave. The voices in the group were slowly rising in anger and the tension was quickly thickening between the normally laid back guys.
"Hey!" Geoff snapped, getting everyone's attention, "now I know you pricks are as worried about this as I am, but yelling at each other isn't going to solve a damn thing. We need to come up with a plan, seeing as we could be here for awhile."
"Can't we just die and respawn back in Achievement City?" Ryan asked.
"Do we respawn in this?" Ray questioned, "I mean if it's like the normal game we should, but I'm not sure it's the same now."
"Then what the fuck are we suppose to do?!" Michael demanded.
"Find shelter, hunt food, make beds" Geoff replied, "we'll need to split up to do that."
"I'm the quickest, I'll go find wool and food, also some torches if possible" Gavin said.
"Alright, but someone should go with you" Geoff advised.
"I'll go," Michael volunteered, going to stand beside his British buddy.
"Good, Ryan and I will get materials for a furnace and crafting table. The rest of you start making a cave for us to sleep in."
Everyone agreed and started their job, Michael and Gavin heading off into the forest together.
"Mother fucking Minecraft with its bullshit sheep shortage!" Michael yelled in frustration.
The two had been walking for what felt like hours without seeing anything besides trees and Michael was starting to get pissed.
"It's probably 'cause you scared them off with your bloody raging" Gavin replied calmly, munching on a cookie as they walked.
"You have cookies?!" Michael questioned, noticing Gavin eating, "you prick! I'm down already to half for food and you were stuffing fucking cookies in your mouth this whole time?!"
Michael couldn't help giving the Brit a slight whack with the dull end of his diamond sword, making Gavin's body turn red for a second like in the regular game.
"Ow!" Gavin whined, "you didn't have to bloody whack me, I'll give you a cookie."
Gavin took one from his creeper hoodie and tossed it at Michael who instantly devoured it as soon as it was in his hands. Finishing his cookie, and feeling a bit better, Michael looked up to see Gavin busy gathering sugar cane.
"What are you doing that for?" Michael asked as Gavin placed the plant in his pocket.
"Sugar cane will allow us to make paper, we're gonna need a map" Gavin replied simply, taking out another cookie to toss to Michael.
Suddenly Gavin felt something in his pocket vibrate and soft music started to play.
"Is that…" Michael started as Gavin took his phone from his pocket, seeing it was Geoff calling, "we get bars here?"
"Hello?" Gavin answered.
"Hey Gavin!" came Geoff's voice from the other end, "can you believe we get service here? I didn't even realize I had my phone 'til it fell out of my pocket."
"Yeah crazy" Gavin said as Michael came closer to listen.
"At least now we have a way to keep in contact, I was going to tell you that we're mining redstone and iron so we can make a map."
"Brilliant, I just got sugar cane for pages."
"Nice, we can make the map when you return, remember to make a trail so you can find your way back."
"Got it, thanks" with that Gavin hung up.
"So we get bars here, but we can't fucking leave the game?! What kind of bullshit is that?!" Michael shouted.
Gavin chuckled at his anger, "we don't have time to worry about it now. Come on."
Gavin headed off in a random direction and Michael, still fuming, followed. Another long search found the boys as empty handed as the first and Gavin worried they wouldn't get everything before nightfall. Just when he was about to give up he noticed something pink up ahead. Gavin instantly froze, putting out an arm to stop Michael as well.
"What the f…" Michael started, but Gavin quickly covered his mouth.
"Pig" Gavin said softly as he retrieved an arrow from his quiver, "stay here, I'll get it."
Michael watched as Gavin slowly moved forward, careful not to make a sound. Michael had known Gavin for a long time now, he'd shared things with Michael that no one else knew and he'd even seen Gavin at his very worse. But through all that Michael had never once seen this side of his friend.
The side that wasn't constantly joking, constantly being a complete idiot, grinning at you with that dorky smile. Michael couldn't find a hint of that now; it was like his best friend became a complete stranger. Where had this side been all this time? If Gavin could actually be serious and mature why did he always act like such a moron? Michael began to question how well he knew his friend as Gavin slowly pulled back the bowstring, taking his time to aim. The seriousness in the Brit's features seemed strange, unfamiliar, the concentration and determination showing strongly where his playfulness usually was. In a flash the arrow was released, sailing directly at the target, a terrified squeal rang out as proof.
A satisfied smile crossed Gavin's face as he went to retrieve the small pork chops, the remains of the animal. Gavin turned toward Michael, the goofy grin back on his face, much to Michael's disappointment. How had Gavin so easily switched back to his normal self? Or was the goofy part of him not even his actual normal self, but more a mask to hide his true nature?
"Well, we've got food" Gavin said happily as they continued to walk.
"Still haven't found a damn sheep" Michael pointed out.
Gavin suddenly got an idea. Without a word he scrambled up the nearest tree, getting to the top quickly and gazing around. It only took him a few seconds to spot his target.
"Sheep!" Gavin shouted, plopping down to the ground and taking off instantly, "come on!"