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-Swift

Thomas's POV

Thomas took out the molten hot iron, smiling when he didn't feel the pain. Thomas hadn't been very popular in real life, but he had always loved Minecraft. That's why he loved when he was brought here. A fresh start, and in his favourite game ever.

Thomas walked over to his crafting table, laying out the familiar pattern of an iron chest plate. He estimated that he had been in here for almost a week now, and he had already found a lifetime supply of iron, a few diamonds, and an odd ore that he had never seen before. He had studied it for hours on end, never finding anything odd about it, other than it didn't exist in Minecraft. Thomas shook his head. This is life now.

A thumping above his head shook him back to reality. He was living in a small underground cave, and he had a secret iron door with a complicated code to get in. There was another thump, and Thomas realized someone was knocking. Thomas grabbed his sword, slinking up his wooden stairs. He peered through the gray tinted window near the entrance, hidden from the outside. A boy stood standing, turning around every few seconds, paranoia fogging his eyes.

"Hey! Let me in!" He yelled, pounding on the door. Thomas walked to the door nervously.

"You…have to prove you don't have any weapons on you." Thomas peered back to the window.

"I have nothing!" He said frantically, spreading his arms wide. Thomas sighed, readying his sword. Opening the door, he pointed it to the boy's throat. Realizing he had nothing on him, he pulled him in.

"Tell me everything. Oh, and don't forget I won't hesitate to kill you." Thomas threatened, even though he knew it wasn't true.

Kiara's POV

"You awake?" Kiara groaned lifting her head. She was lying in a red bed, soft cotton sheets caressing her body. She looked down, realizing with a jolt that she was wearing new pajamas.

"Where am I?" She asked, looking at the brown haired girl that had woken her up. The girl smiled.

"We'll get to that in a second." She said sweetly. "What's your name? I'm Hazel." Hazel introduced herself.

"My name's Kiara." Kiara smiled, easing herself out of bed. Kiara's stomach growled loudly. Hazel noticed.

"Hey guys! She's up!" Hazel yelled, and two men ran out of the other room. One of their eyes light up momentarily, before you held out his hand

"I'm Josh." He said, smiling lightly. The other one remained leaning against the wall.\

"Fred." He said bluntly. "You hungry?" Kiara nodded.

"Please." Josh turned to the kitchen, reaching into a large chest. Fred stayed where he was, his eyes fixed on Kiara. Josh handed Kiara an apple, and a bottle of water. Kiara took it graciously. Hazel smiled.

"Go get changed. We have a big day ahead of us."

Tyson's POV

Tyson grunted, swinging his axe against the monstrous dark oak tree. Although this was Minecraft, chopping wood was hard as hell. Tyson wiped his forehead, breathing hard. The tree was almost gone, and Tyson had only been there for 30 seconds.

"Hey Tyson." Thomas called, coming out from the house. It had been almost a week since Tyson and Thomas had started an alliance, and it had been awesome. Thomas was a master, even better than Tyson, at Minecraft. Not only that, but he had found a mysterious ore that Tyson had never seen before. It shone a faint shade of white, pulsating, as if it had its own heartbeat. Tyson suspected that this wasn't just Minecraft. This was-

3 cannon shots pulled Tyson back to reality. Thomas turned, fear in his eyes.

"Get to the house!" Thomas yelled, sprinting back. Tyson cocked his head in confusion, until he saw a zombie, 5 times its normal size. Tyson tried to run, but he couldn't move. He stared in awe, until he forced himself to move. He pulled into an all-out sprint, heading towards the iron door. Thomas pulled the door open, and Tyson tumbled in.

Thomas turned towards Tyson, shaking in fear.

"What...was that?" Thomas shook his head. "That's…not possible." Tyson shook his head, still processing what he had seen. Three more dead kids. Three innocent kids. None of them asked to come here, and now they were dead. Tyson suddenly felt rage fill his head, fear and pain bubbling up.

"Why the HELL are we here? I DIDN'T ASK FOR THIS!" Tyson yelled, causing Thomas to take a step back. The sounds of the monster outside faded away. Tyson took deep breaths.

"Sorry. I'm not mad at you, just the stupid people who brought us here." Thomas started to respond, but was cut off.

"Well everybody, I warned you. If you didn't start moving, then the mobs would start doubling. What I didn't tell you is some doubled, tripled, in size. Now, you have all been provided with books in your backpacks. They supply you with all the challenges you must complete. If you don't, it won't be good. Toodles!" Tyson recognized the voice immediately. The Announcer.