I don't own Minecraft. You're thinking of Markus Persson, aka Notch, his partners (ex. Jeb, Dinnerbone, etc.) Mojang, and affiliate companies.
A/N Now, this is the squid chapter some of you may have been wanting. Southernson and pastrinator64, I'm looking at you two. Plus I thank you two for the reviews you've left. If there are any other mobs you'd like to see, please leave a review. I might even make a fanfic for the other, more hostile mobs if you ask nice enough. Please review?
Oh, and for anyone looking forward to the next chapter of War of the Withers, it'll be up either tomorrow or the next day. Probably tomorrow. Please review on that one too. I get very happy from reviews, and that increases the chance of me writing more for BOTH stories. So go on… review if you like the story. Or if you hate it, just say why.
Though above on the ground the mobs were content with telling each other stories, the squid was simply listening, unable to tell its own. However, that couldn't stop the squid from reminiscing.
His name was Inky. Being born in the sea, he was a natural swimmer. His affinity with water was high, and it was almost as if he could feel it live.
The squid happily went to its swimming class, though it could swim faster than even the teacher. It waved its tentacles happily as the teacher lectured on the best method to dive into the water. He thought of all the fish he'd eat until the teacher bubbled at him.
Sent to swim a lap around a nearby island, the baby squid returned only to find everyone was gone. Then he rushed around, trying to find his kin.
Suddenly a human shot out of some underwater structure and pulled a lever. Strange red powder lining the walls shone as the lever hit its polar side. Seeming to smile, the human swam up for air. Soon the human left for shore, leaving Inky alone to figure things out.
Curious and with no other leads, he swam down to see what was with the strange structure. It seemed to be a long tunnel, filled with peculiar stone blocks with holes in the center. Threads lined the ground, ready to signal any disturbance in the water nearby.
He brushed a tentacle closely to the thread, and it shivered. An arrow shot through the water, missing the tentacle by an inch.
The squid flinched, scared of getting hurt. Then he noticed the very end of the corridor. Squids were trapped in a cage of iron bars. Innocent eyes pleaded for his help.
Summoning up courage and knowing that without his efforts, they'd have no chance of survival, he got ready to swim across. Warming up his tentacles, he jetted through the water, feeling as the arrows pierced the liquid around him. One even scratched him, but he made it to the other side.
Here he was faced with another predicament. He couldn't lift the iron bars, and even if he could, all the squids would have to rush through the trapped water. He doubted that every single one of the other squids could escape unharmed.
Then he recalled the human lifting some lever. Pushing his tentacle through the bars to comfort the pod, he rushed back to the other side.
Just as he was about to reach the outside sea, an arrow struck him dead on. The blood mixed with the salty water, and Inky couldn't move without sheer pain.
But he could feel the water move with the panicked flailing of the pod. Moving and feeling as if his blood had turned to lava, he sluggishly made it to the lever. Inky wrapped one tentacle around the lever. It pointed up, and Inky let his body weight pull it down.
He soon blacked out as the bubbles pushed him to and fro from all the escaping squids. Tentacles wrapped around him gently, and pulled him along.
Soon, Inky woke up. Feeling around with his tentacles and not feeling pain, he moved. There was where the pain returned for half a second. He froze, not wanting to move. The small squid let out bubbles, and soon every squid in the pod surrounded him.
They fed him, fish piece by fish piece, and helped him in this manner until he could move by himself. The pod had a new respect of Inky. He even became the new teacher for the squid pod, which was on the level of leader.
