(Peter's P.O.V)
We had tromped through at least three miles of forest with Ssundee slipping on a stone, almost having Jerome and Via's Brother fall off a cliff, me falling flat on my face three times, Deadlox and Sky accidentally walking into some spiky, cactus-like plants, and have Via climb up a tree to look around, only to have her fall from the top, and have the breath knocked out of her. Finally we came across another road, and looked up to see the city of Burlington. It wasn't as big as Blockopolis, where ,Via, Jacob and Sheep and I live, though it was pretty big. It was beautiful with glass panes, and really cool architecture. You really wouldn't expect that from me, the dark, cursed kid, interested in architecture and building, but that's my job in Blockopolis, to make sure buildings are safe. In Blockopolis, no matter how old we are we have a job, but the worst part is that you can't leave. The rules there are, you come you stay, you leave you die. The only chance you get to leave is for the exportation service or if you are drafted to an army, both are horrible jobs. There are very specific jobs in Blockopolis, I work with the building department, Via works in science research, Jacob works in the forest service that chops down dead trees, and Sheep works in the mining district. It must be why on the weekends sometimes we don't see Via. She said she was looking for Sky Army, so she could get drafted. But how does she get past the border guards? I pushed aside the thought and remembered the present troubles, and my own troubles and secrets. I saw that the sun was setting over the nearby lake. Husky lept up and yelled,
"Mobs!"
He got a few looks from the joggers. My brother interrupted the silence,
"We should explore, maybe find a place to stay?'
We all agreed and walked into the city.
(Bajan's P.O.V)
We walked around this really cool street we found. Sky had found a load of green paper in his pocket instead of Budder. Apparently that's the money here. We walked around the street and found the best food! We walked around for about an hour until we decided we'd stop in a few more shops, then find a place to stay. My sister found a shop with all this cool types of chocolates and got a few cups of melted chocolate and milk they call hot chocolate and lattes. After Sky, Deadlox, Jacob, Jerome, Peter, Via, and I drank some we got super energetic. We went back to the shop to get a few lattes for Sheep and Noah. Even though we were in a really bad situation, it was still very nice to have my sister back after all these years of not knowing about where she was and feeling guilty about leaving her behind. At least I met Jerome when he was in the rescue team who freed me from the squids. He was like Via to me, a companion, a goof, and a friend. I smiled at Via and she looked up at me and she smiled back then hugged me.
"It's nice to have you back brother. Sorry about yelling at you earlier."
I hugged her back and whispered in her ear,
"It's OK. I've been a horrible brother, leaving you behind, not coming to help you, not being there, thinking for myself. But all that time, I never forgot you. I just didn't want to tell Sky or any of Team Crafted that I have a sister, because it would feel to weird, and they'd be angry at me for not telling them. Anyways, I'll always love you sis."
Via pulled put of the hug, and grabbed the lattes and we walked out of the shop to meet up with our friends. We talked and laughed for a little, before Sheep's ears perked up a little. I gave him a quizzical look and he suddenly told everyone to be quiet. We fell dead silent.
"Think I hear something in that alleyway. It doesn't sound good though."
"You have hearing that freaking good," asked Deadlox.
"Well, I'm a Sheep. We have to at least hear mobs coming. Besides that, the only talent we have is eating grass," He replied.
We all snickered. Then I realized, the only one without a little bit of an un-human power of those four was Via. During the walk, Peter told me that he was really good with passive mods and seemed like he had minor control of them except Endermen.
"Well," Via said, "It's dangerous, we may as well check it out!"
(Deadlox's P.O.V)
We rounded the corner of the alley. The person standing there was truly horrifying, but familiar. He had a blue t-shirt, purple sweat pants, gray sneakers, scruffy brown hair, with very tan skin and a stubble of a beard. The horrifying part, glowing white eyes. Now I recognized him. He was from little kid's tales to keep them from misbehaving.
"Herobrine," Jerome said with no enthusiasm. (Am I crazy or did I see Peter and Noah wince?)
"Well, someone finally talks to me," he said with um... delight. Nobody would really expect this, I mean him, ruler of the Nether, Passive mobs (except Endermen), brother of Notch, god of all evil and horror, having a bright attitude? Well, this was odd. He spread his arms in a welcoming gesture.
"Welcome to my game! Ah, small towns, love them. Always people to terrorize!"
"Umm...," Via and co. choked, trying not laugh. Well, to laugh literally in the face of death and evil, that's brave, but cocky. Right then Herobrine gave a look of disapproval and looked down on them. Yep, Via's definitely Mitch's sister. Exactly like him, to say something cocky, then instantly regret it.
"Maybe I should explain the level of danger you are in, hmm..." He said. Man, he's even more annoying than I thought he would be!
"You are in a place known to Minecraftians as Reality. You're still on earth, but in a different dimension," Notch I hope hope nobody else can hear us, I thought. He sent me glare. Crap! He can read thoughts! He probably didn't like me thinking about his brother. "An average human can live their lives out in Reality perfectly fine, but you all are different, Minecraftians. You can't exist in this world very long, only a week. So here's my deal, solve my riddle and follow it out in a week, you go home. But fail, only death awaits you. Any questions?" Being as stupid as he could at times, Husky raised his hand.
"Really? How bizarre, anyways ask away!"
"Um... if you're in Reality, how do you get back and survive?," he asked.
"I'm a god, if you must be re-told! I don't die, and I go where I please," he took a breath in. "I think I've told you enough now. Good luck, or not." And with that he disappeared in a glow of harsh white light. It seemed as if the light last vanished where his eyes were. All that left was a note.
"Well," said Via. "That was terrifying."
"No dip Sherlock," I said sarcastically. Sky stepped forward and picked up the note, propped his sunglasses up, and read it. His brow knit in confusion.
"What the heck does this mean," he exclaimed. Then shoved it at me. Always me... I thought. I'm Team Crafted's best interpreter. Anytime there is a prophecy or sent messages that are hard to understand, I'm the one they hand it to. I looked at the note, and read it aloud. "Ahem,
The eleven are lost without a clue,
of this world soon day shall rue.
Four, to nine, to ten, to twelve,
might it be everyone for themselves.
Two destinies intertwined,
A freak, a family, a destiny.
A past, a future, a regret, a decision.
A power, a love, a fate.
Death might come on a certain date.
Two power unite, come amend, and might seal in the end.
Same thing, no idea!"
Then the back of the note suddenly glowed with a bright white light.
"Oh yeah, forgot to mention, at the Gate of Apples stay there. I have a little treat for you. That's all the help you're getting!
-Herobrine"
"Well, they might mean a name of a hotel." Sheep suggested.
"Sheep," exclaimed Jacob, "You're a genius! How'd you think of that?!"
"Well," Sheep said, "Counting that there's an ad for the Applegate hotel on 105 Battery Street, it's probably where we should go."
Jacob face-palmed when we started walking to the hotel.
(Husky's P.O.V)
We walked into the hotel lobby. Let's just say for a Mudkip (Sky...) it was paradise. There was a stone wall with water flowing down it.
"Umm, guys," said Sky "I'm gonna go check in, 'cause I think I have the most normal name here, from what I've seen."
"Sure," I said, "But I'll go with you." He nodded and we walked up to the front desk.
"Um, hi," Sky said. "Room for Sky..ler."
"Um, OK," the man said. "Oh, but it looks like you're on the reservation list. Just sign here, and I'll give you your key."
Sky signed and handed the the paper to the man. He smiled and handed Sky a set of key cards. "
Your rooms are 401- 404. Take a schedule, and have a nice day."
We handed the key cards to the gang, walked over to the elevator and Sky hit the button for the fourth floor. It took quite a bit of walking until we found our rooms and divvied them up. Sky and Deadlox took 401, (AN: Separate beds!) Noah, Peter, and I took 402, Jacob and Sheep took 403, and Via, Bajan, and Jerome took 404. The rooms had doors that connected them so we could chat with each-other. We got into our rooms and plopped down on our beds. Via, Sky, Jerome, and Sheep explored while the rest of us took naps, or tried to figure out the big yellow book with numbers in it, or attempted t read this book called Bible. Via reached in a drawer and lifted a carved bow high in the air and yelled "Yes! Our weapons!" She proceed to pull out a quiver full of arrows and a very deadly looking budder dagger. Then randomly, she pressed her necklace and her bow shrunk into it. Only Jerome, Deadlox and I stared.
"Whoa," exclaimed Jerome, waking Bajan up from his nap. "How'd you do that?!" Bajan groaned and explained to Jerome,
"My bow's the same thing," he demonstrated.
"How come you guys aren't startled," I asked.
"Seen it plenty of times," Sheep, Peter, and Jacob said.
"Wait, wha," said Noah, waking up from his nap.
"Same thing here," said Sky, as he pressed the amethyst of his medal which turned into his budder sword. He proceeded to dig through the drawer. "Yes! Clothes!"
He pulled up an exact copy of what he had on.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaack!" someone screamed from the bathroom. We looked over. Mitch and Jerome were dying of laughter.
"H-h-he. Ju-umped out from th-he mirro-o-r!" Jerome shouted. We eventually started laughing.
"OK," said Deadlox I don't know about you guys, but I'm thirsty! Anyone want something to drink?" We all raised our hands.
"I'll go get them," I volunteered. Funny I didn't even know how to, but I think I saw a machine filled with bottles full of liquids. I grabbed a key card and walked out to the hall. I went around random bends, trying to find the machine. Then I ran into someone. He had a black hoodie with purple rims, white shoulders, gray jeans, a red belt, a red creeper face necklace, gray sneakers, and light brown eyes. He looked extremely familiar.
"Husky?"
"Seto?"
Via: HAHA! CLIFFIE! I AM EVIL! Yeah, so school again, I've had no time to update! BUT PEOPLES I NEEDS LE VOTES FOR DE OC NAME! Also! I'm not updating the Other Side until I make some edits that I desperately need to make to it before it can be posted, and I actually need to find the freaking papers I wrote it down on! And now, trivia! Rules: No google! (And please, if you live in the state that the Medium question states, or you know me in real life, please don't answer it! And sorry, but plushies are fake.)
Easy: What is KermitPlaysMinecraft's real name? (Prize: HuskyMudkippz plushie)
Medium: What state is the state that this Burlington is in? (Prize: Sky Plushie and shout-out!)
Hard: What is my favorite book series? (Prize: Deadlox Plushie and free Skin request!)
OK Whovians, I know I've been slacking on updates, but I'll try to update once a week. JUST DON'T NAG ME! I HATE NAG REVIEWS! Also, the Applegate hotel isn't real. K, that's all, please vote on the OC name!
-DrWhovianist going over and out...
