Hi guys! Sorry if I haven't updated for a while. Working on three new stories. Check them out! Anyway, a review er has requested an update for this story, and I have finally gotten back to it. Hope you like this and enjoy! (Please R&R (read and review)).
Quote of the day!
"Sir! We're surrounded!"
"Great! We can attack from all sides!"
"With great power, comes with great need to take a nap"-Nico de angelo, percy jackson and the olympians.
The charred face stared at me, almost grinning, before taking it's stone sword and swinging it at me. I barely managed to duck. It was a wither skeleton, legendary. It strangely was only suppose to be found in the nether. It was 2.5 blocks high with a stone sword. It was a skeleton, except all black like it had been fried. My sword clashed with it. Everybody else brought out their weapons and started fighting. The strange crazy person who had led us here brought out potions and started randomly throwing them at a lot of people and suddenly I felt a strength boost. When I ran, I was a lot faster. I smiled and thrusted my sword into a skeleton. I zoomed to the next, parried and flipped onto it's head and killed it. More were coming though. There were at least ten more coming from a cave. Two started going around in circles, before falling down dead.
I sidestepped a slash, ducked and hit the skeletons legs. It screamed and fell down. Two more came at me. I rushed at them, and did a epic roll behind one and killed it, and the other through it's sword and missed. I charged and destroyed the wither skeleton. There were more though. Hazel was shooting arrow after arrow, and even with the fire aspect it wasn't going well. My sword was already at 8/10 health. The fire aspect wasn't working on them! Oh well. Marcus did a couple cool moves, destroying three more, only to be flooded with twice the amount. Devon was fairing at pretty well, and manage to kill a couple off before retreating. Hiss blew up, killing four more and the rest of our mobs were killing the skeletons. Even Clank was killing his half brethen, heartlessly shooting each one down, though the skeletons weren't showing mercy for it either. Then I noticed something. The skeletons were trying to surround us. Like they wanted to capture us. Dangit! I had to warn everybody, but it was too late. The skeletons had us surrounded.
"You will die!" screamed/hissed in my face. Sometimes I wished I couldn't talk to mobs. I slashed two more down, but there were STILL more. The potions wore off, Hiss ran out of explosions, Grens sword broke, Black ran out of string, Ender was too tired to teleport anymore, Clank ran out of arrows, Devon, was surrounded, the weirdo man ran out of potions, and Hazel ran out of arrows as well.
Suddenly I was thrown into a bag and gagged. I struggled, until I felt a sharp tip of the sword at my neck. I stopped. "Master will like! Master want catch foul beings of you! Master reward us!"the wither skeletons said. They sounded like gollum from lord of the rings, a movie I had watched back home...back home. How in Notch did I get myself into this? I slowly fell asleep dreaming about my world...
Herobrine's P.O.V
He waited. And waited. Magma cubes would disappear in the overworld, blazes hated it there, zombie pigmen liked this place better, ghasts wouldn't fit through the portal, so his only option was too send the skeletons. They weren't to bad, but they were annoying. Always trying to please him. He had changed a couple of them, equipping them with obsidian armor and making them completely silent, as bodyguards, but the majority would stick with the old ways. So, of course he had to send the wither skeletons. Four hours. If a blaze went out their, maybe ten to twenty, they'd be back in less than an hour. He sat on his obsidian throne, waiting. Finally, Many figures stumbled into the room with bags over them.
"Master! We found them,"said one.
"Shut up and go,"he said. The skeletons nodded and went out. They were replaced with his elites and they all pointed their iron swords at each prisoners neck. Obsidian swords were very hard to make, and only for him. His bodyguards were only allowed to have obsidian armor. Now, back to the subject.
"Unveil them,"he commanded. First was a boy in his teens. Then another, a bit younger. The next was probably almost in adulthood. The last human was a girl, probably in her teens too. This was Notch's task force? Or was this Notch's at all...Then he commanded for the traitors to be seen. A creeper, spider, enderman, skeleton archer, and zombie. Interesting. But which one was the Divergent?
I apologize for the short chapter.