:Tiff's POV:
This is not how I expected today to go. Maybe I should've expected the worst ,but really life hates me right now. All I want to do is get back to my friends and this happens?
"Drop your weapon and maybe I won't have to kill you."
Crap. Forgot I had a club. I drop it.
"Good now put your hands up no funny business now or I'll have to hurt you." I raise my hands.
"Good now walk." I feel the thing poke into my back again. I walk forward hands raised. Today has been horrible ,and I want to cry.
"Stop" I stop and look in front of me. The stranger pulls my arms down forcefully and ties them behind my back. There are crudely made spiked walls stuck into the muddy ground. The ground is muddy and we seem to be in a swamp. There are people in leather armor walking in and out of tents. People are fighting in the muddy streets and drinking mead in scrap cups. There seems to be no homes, only tents and scrap houses. This is definitely not the right part of town...I think I saw someone just get robbed too. There's an unlit fire that's probably used for cooking something. The stranger pokes my back again and I walk forward.
I really don't want to be here. The people here look like they could kill me and cook me in a pot with no ounce of remorse. They'd probably use my bones to make weapons ,or make toothpicks. They all look so scary too. I definitely don't want to do anything to offend them, Or make them mad at me. If only the I knew how to use my powers I could probably escape. Why do I never get help when I need it most?
We stop in front of a tent, and The stranger reaches a hand out and pulls back the flap. I duck under their arm and walk into the tent. There's a wooden desk in the middle of the tent and another chair right across from it. There's a guy sitting at the desk hunched over pen in hand. On the table are multiple papers and a knife on the table. Crap. There's also map pinned up behind him, with certain spots circled in red, and others with X's through them.
The stranger aggressively pushes me down onto the chair. I eye the knife warily. Could this be the end!? He could kill me right now if he wanted too. The man looks up from the desk. He has shaggy long brown hair that reaches past his pierced ears ,and a scar that goes from his eyebrow and stops at his lips. He has a scruffy brown beard and He has dark brown eyes. He has armor made out of scrap. The armor doesn't look that well made either. He props his feet up on the table, puts his hands behind his head ,and leans back. "So who's this?" The man says.
I turn my head to the right. Now I can finally see what they look like. She (she's a she people) leans against the side of the tent. She has one brown eye and one white eye that may or may not be blind. Her aurburn hair is cut in a way that half of it is shaved and the other half hangs in her eyes. The rest of her hair is short and she has a larg burn scar on the side of her face with the white eye. she has on leather armor and leather fingerless gloves, and Around her neck is a gold medallion.
"Like I know! found her near the camp," The stranger says ,and uses a knife to pick grime from under her fingernails.
"Can't you just forget you ever saw me and let me leave?" I ask.
He laughs for a long time. "That's the funniest thing I've heard all day!" He says, "Bandits? Let you go? That's hilarious."
My eyes widen. Bandits!? What are they gonna do to me!
"Lock her up until we find some use for her." He says with the wave of the hand. The stranger comes to grab me.
"Wait! Maybe we could make some sort of deal or something?" I say.
He scratches his scruffy chin. "Hm...normally I'm not so nice but today's your lucky day," He takes his feet off the table and points at me. "You'll fight my toughest bandit, to the death. If you win I'll let you go if you lose you die simple! It'll be great quality entertainment!" He says with a smile. What a weirdo.
The stranger grabs my arm and forces me up.
"I'm taking you to get geared up," She says.
Just as we're about to leave I hear the man say something.
"Good luck!" He says "you're gonna need it honey!" And he chuckles darkly. What the heck have I gotten myself into?!
:Stacy's POV:
"What are we gonna do!" Jess says as she slumps down on the ground.
"We'll figure something out won't we Stacy?" Lizzie says.
"Yeah of course we will!" I say.
I stop to think for a moment, "I have an idea."
"Spill, What is it!" Joey asks.
"Two of us can go looking for Tiff and two of us can stay here just in case Tiff comes back and look after our supplies."
"Me and Jess can go," Lizzie says.
"You sure?" I ask
"Yeah of course I am," She says.
She smiles at me and grabs Jess's arm. She walks off with Jess farther off into the forest.
"WAIT WHEN DID I AGREE TO THIS!"
:Lizzie's POV:
"Do you think she might have went this way?" Jess asks.
"I dunno but it's worth a shot to try and get tiff back!" I say.
She grins. We continue walking through the forest in a comfortable silence for a few minutes until Jess stops and crouches down.
"There's markings here. It looks like their may have been some sort of struggle."
I crouch down next to her, "Do you think Tiff might have been here? Oh notch have what if she got hurt!" I say.
"We won't know until we find her." She says worried.
"C'mon lets go that way, it looks like there's some footprints over here maybe they'll lead us to where Tiff is!"
"Alright Jess I trust you."
We follow the direction of the muddy footprints until The forest breaks out into open muddy field.
"I can't see anymore tracks. We should just keep going forward and see if we find anything," I say.
"Yeah me either. That's a pretty good idea," Jess says.
We continue forward with no clear destination in mind when we see someone. It's a guy with green hair wearing leather armor. I pull my hood over my head more ,I don't need to cause suspicion.
"Hello!" Jess says.
"Who are you?" The man turns to us. He grins at us.
"Names Jack. Jacksepticeye," He says in an Irish accent.
"We're looking for our friend have you seen her? She has purple hair?" Jess asks.
"Even if I did why should I tell you?"
I sigh. I knew something like this would happen eventually. "Would seven emeralds change your mind?" I ask.
He grins "now we're talking hand em over" he holds his hand out to me. I take a pouch out my back pockets ,and take out seven emeralds plopping them into his hand.
"Well this definitely a change. Follow me."
We follow Jack. He leads us over to a swampy marsh kind of area. There's a big scrap metal wall with crude spikes and dirt roads. The people here sure don't look friendly. There's two people fighting in the dirt road. "Bandit camp. Jo brought in a girl with purple hair today, There's a death fight going on. You're invited to watch of course it'll be like nothing you've ever seen before!" He says with exaggerated hand movements.
WAIT WHAT
:Tiff's POV:
I'm gonna die. Tell my mom I love her cause I'm dead. Being stuck in a ring with a super big buff guy with only a short sword to fight with. Yeah. Fun. If I had more than just leather armor I'd be pretty happy. For the short time I've been here I've heard this guy does not play nice. He fights dirty. He has a mace too. They really didn't want to give me a chance at all huh. Short sword VS mace ,great odds here!
He charges at me. I dive to the side. I missed the worst of the attack ,but my arm still got cut a little bit. The stranger was nice enough to patch up my earlier injuries, but now it seems like it was all in vain. I get up and see my sword bended in half. Great. Today's been pretty fun. The Big guy turns back to me with a scowl. He comes at me real quick and I can barely react. I narrowly dodge but he kicks me in the leg. I let out a cry.
He stands over me and brings his mace down to kill me when I roll over to the side. I get up into a crouched position and kick dust into his eyes temporarily blinding him. If he wants to play dirty so can I! While he's blinded I run out of the way.
"TIFF!" I hear yelling.
I whip my head around ,and see Jess and Lizzie. They both look worried. In the seconds that I'm distracted big guy hits me with his body. I feel the wind get knocked out of me and everything aching. I stumble and fall down. I try to get up but he kicks me in the stomach with his huge boots. I clutch my stomach in pain. I taste blood in my mouth. I see his mace above me.
"You ready to die girlie!" He says with a menacing smile.
"No..." I say weakly. I put my hand above my face to try to shield the attack.
Then I see a green light come from my hand. I see spikes.
Black bedrock spikes. I stand up. There's more or less a protective barrier of spikes surrounding me.
He looks scared.
I hold out my hand again and spikes shoot out. The spikes end right at this neck. Woah! I hold out my hand again and surround him in spikes. He can't go anywhere now. But, I don't want to kill anyone I can't kill anyone. I retract the spikes.
"Leave now while you can ,and if I ever see you again you won't be so lucky."
As soon as I step out of the ring I'm greeted by hugs.
"Nice to see you guys," I say and they squeeze me tightly, "owowowow just fought to the death here!" "Sorry!" They say at the Same time ,and we pull away.
"We're glad we-"
"THAT WAS AWESOME!" Jess says with a grin cutting Lizzie off.
"How the heck did you do that?"
"I dunno it just kinda happened" I say with a shrug.
"Really Jess?" Lizzie says.
"Okay Liz you have to admit that was impressive."
Jess says.
Lizzie smiles wide, "Of course it was."
"Alright but can we get out of here I'm so done with this place," I say tiredly.
I feel worn out. Like I just ran a marathon or didn't sleep for 24 hours.
"Not yet," Lizzie says.
Me and Jess look at her and I raise an eyebrow.
"This is our chance to get the bandits on our side! We could use them as a apart of our army," She says in a whisper, "Tiff you have to talk to them!"
"What why me! Why do I have to do this?"
"Because Tiff you won the fight the bandits will have to listen to you, C'mon Tiff."
"I agree with Lizzie this is an opportunity you can't pass up," Jess says.
"Alright Fine I'll do it for you guys."
I stand up on a crate. Nobody's paying attention. After the fight I don't think anyone cares. Then ,abruptly, Jess whistles. It's a loud ear bleeding whistle that makes me have to cover my ears And almost makes me fall off the crate but hey, it worked. All of the bandits in the vicinity turn towards the direction of the noise, "EVERYONE!" I yell, "I NEED TO TELL YOU SOMETHING."
Everyone quieted down. "I need your help. There's a man named herobrine who wants to take over Minecraft, If he does this bad things will happen. I need you to join me and four other people to stop herobrine."
There's murmurs in the crowd until I hear someone yell, "WHY SHOULD WE HELP YOU ,WHATS IN IT FOR US!"
"YEAH WHAT DO WE GET OUT OF HELPING YOU."
Crap I'm at I loss. I have nothing to offer them. Then Lizzie steps ln front of the crowd hood down.
"You'll all get paid for helping out. straight from the royal treasury. You'll all be seen as heroes for fighting for this land and people will pay good money to meet you." I hear more murmurs in the crowd.
"I'LL JOIN YOU!" I hear a green haired man yell.
"ME TOO!"
"YEAH!" I hear yells of agreement from the crowd.
I step down from the crate and green haired guy comes up to me Lizzie and Jess.
"You didn't mention being a princess," He says to Lizzie and lightly noogies her.
She pats his hand trough and smiles sheepishly "Sorry Jack," She says.
"Well know you know," Jess says with a smile.
Before Jack can say anything else I hear a voice
"well well well guess you made it out alive congrats! And you even have soldiers great!" Mr. bandit leader says.
"We Can only take a few people with us. When we need soldiers we'll call you to the battlefield," I say.
"Well at least there's no paperwork!" He says. "Take Jack with ya ,and like ya said you'll let us know somehow."
"Alright well I guess you're coming with us jack." Lizzie says.
So me, Jack, Lizzie, and Jess left the bandit camp. We're definitely off to a good start. I mean we already have the bandits on our side. I feel so tired as soon as we get back. My eyes feel so heavy, and I'm leaning on Jess.
"So" Jack starts,"What was the thing with the spikes?"
Lizzie and Jess goes into a deep explanation about all of the things that have happened up to here ,and how we all have elemental powers.
"Is so tired," I mumble.
"Maybe it's from the spikes it might have worn you out since it was your first time using magic," Jack states.
"That might be the case," Jess says, "It seems pretty plausible."
So we walk back. Me half awake half asleep with Jess and Lizzie leading the way back to where we were. As soon as we get there I lay down on the grass, closing my eyes ,and instantly falling asleep.