Netcraft belongs to Me, Kazigama and Personqwer while Minecraft belongs to Notch and Jeb
Seven: Bets
Dari gently prodded the fire with her magic, deep inside her own mind, thinking of the dream she had last night. It was always the same dream, like a dark memory; she'd get that bad feeling and suddenly dart outside and run. Just run as fast as she could till she found herself atop Creeper tree. Once she was up there a horrible laugh would fill her mind, and she turn to see her little blue and green eyed girl falling from the tree. She'd have to run over and grab her, almost throwing herself off the tree to catch the little girl. But then the branch they would be holding onto would start to bend and creak, threatening to drop them both...
Then her little girl would tell her to let her go...and she'd wake up.
She heard someone drop something behind her and turn to see Clay setting down his pack, pulling out a wet-stone and unsheathing his machete. It wasn't long till the sound of metal being sharped filled the air. Dari ignored him and looked toward the three 'lost-girls' curled up in a pile to keep warm, with Damian, of all people, in cat form laying atop them. She grimaced, then heard the male ghast speak behind her.
"You better get rid of them."
"I know, I just have to figure out how..."
"Simple, chase them off."
"It's not that simple"
"Why not?" asked Clay, flicking the metal build-up of his wet-stone and into the dirt. Dari looked at him.
"Because Lizzy saw them."
"So?"
"Lizzy has joined his side, and I rather not see more kids suffer for something they're not involved in."
"You're making them involved by letting them stay. Hell, they can't even fight, I bet!"
"They already did a hellofva good job getting those corrupted away from my little sister and her family..."
Clay stopped sharping his machete, looking over at Dari, and raised an eyebrow.
"How good?"
"I'm saying the three of them could kick your ass good," she said with a smirk. He snorted and snapped a tentacle in the air.
"Yeah right."
"I'm serious."
"How about we bet on it then?"
"You're broke."
"I make more than you do, per hunt!"
Dari slowly grinned and leaned closer towards him. But they were still quite a distance away, so it didn't do much. She brought up her hand, and suddenly it started overflowing with gold coins. Clay growled, "That's cheating."
"Since when were their guidelines? Name you price~"
"Your obsidian knife~"
The wizardress looked at him in shock. That was one of the best tools she had, and he knew it. She grimaced, then slowly started to smirk again.
"One of your tentacles~" she said, and Clay's eye widen. Involuntary his tentacles curled up underneath him, not liking that idea.
"Wh-what?" she asked, now suddenly noticing the other hunter's muffled giggles. His face changed from pale shock to red anger, as she could no longer hold it and exploded in laughter "You glitch!"
Across the way the I was slowly waking up, cracking open my eyes to see 'Dari' and 'Clay' over by the fire. He's face was strewn with a look of anger and she was laughing like there was no tomorrow. I closed my eyes again, amazed I was still asleep and stuck in the drea-
...Wait...was that a dream?
I opened my eyes again to look at the two, and shook my head. I had to be sleeping. A yawn to my right made me open my eyes again to look over and see Dami-Kitty laying on top of a … blue Digi-Ender.
...oh
I felt my stomach churn and gasped, pushing myself away from the small pile of sleeping mobs, gagging a bit. This caught the attention of the hunters and they looked over.
"You 'kay over there?" called Dari, and I nodded.
"Y-yeah...just got wheezy for a second," I said, forcing myself to stan-FLOAT upright. Floating over to the fire I plopped down on to a log, slightly to my discomfort, but dealt with it and sighed.
"...Soooo," said Clay, and I looked up, blinking. His digital blue eyes looked back and I quickly broke eye contact, fidgeting unhappily as I swallowed down a hiss, "Who are you anyhow?"
I looked back up, avoiding eye contact this time, and said very clearly and confidently, "Danii." I felt as if snapped in the air between me and Clay.
"...I see. How about them?"
"My friends? Well...the digi-ender is Kazi and the human is Qwer. Been my friends for a long time..."
"MmmmHmmm. Dari was telling me that you three took out a few of the Corrupted."
I looked up in confusion, looking at Dari, "Corrupted?"
"The red-eyed mobs. We call them corrupted because their programming has been destroyed by...something." She was hiding something
"Oh...well yeah, we did, but...it wasn't really...anything" I said, and the two hunters looked at each other, then back at me. I immediately felt uncomfortable, again.
"Ever sparred?"
Kazi, Qwer, and I stood in a slight circle around Clay, who was just floating there like he had zero cares in the world. He looked over at Dari, and growled out. "You're not getting one of them."
"We'll see about that," called Dari, and I wondered what he meant. But the popping noise of Damian's magic signaled us to start.
In a flash Clay has his gun filled with temporary stunner out and shot at us. Kazi darted to the side, and Qwer dove behind a block. I, used to small sports like this, simply moved to the side as he fired his last two at me and the whizzed by. Irritation flashed through the older hunter's eyes, and he holstered his gun only seconds later to pull out a whip and snap it at me. THIS got me moving and I dived out of the way, hissing.
Kazi, who was darting around now, teleported and flew though the air with a screech. Clay didn't even turn to her, instead just smacked her out of the sky with a tentacle, plowing her into the dirt with a thud. I, without thinking about it it, let my hands burn into the blades and let out a loud growl to catch his attention. He looked, and I thought I saw surprise sweep across what I could see of his face, but is changed as he brought out his machete.
I flew at him, swiping, and he simply jerk-dodge backwards, swiping at me. I ducked just in time, and growled, "This is sparring, not killing!"
"You were the one who drew knives first," he hissed, and I grumbled, then yelped as something came in contact with my side. It was his tentacle, and it almost knocked the wind outta me. Falling back out of reach for a moment, Clay's tentacles rose up like cobra and he sniggered. He was about to move forward when Kazi again came outta nowhere and plowed into his side, throwing him off balance and down to the ground.
He let out an OOF!, then quickly let out a snarl at he clawed at the digi-ender she leaned back faster than light and then came back forward, clawing at his chest and throat. But she was only able to get a few scratched before one of his tentacles wrapped around her waist and threw her away from him. She telported mid air before she could hit a tree and landed somewhere else.
The moment she was out of the way I roared and dove at him. He lay there almost till I was about to drive my blade-hands into the dirt about his shoulder when he was suddenly gone, a teleporting sound being made. My blade drove into the dirt and with shock I looked around, then heard the noise again and felt someone grab me and throw me. Unuse to stopping myself mid air my back slammed into a tree.
Pain shot up my back and I let out a small yelp, then felt someone shove me back into the tree. Opening my eye quickly I found Clay up in my face...and his machete very close to my throat. Fear washed through me and I looked back at his eyes. He looked at me, and snorted.
"See, I told you, they can't fi-YYYIIIIIIIIIIII!" a screech of pain filled the air and he arched backwards, dropping the machete and clawing at his lower back. I dropped down and noticed Qwer backing up, something blue on her hand...
Clay screeched and clawed till he let out a grunt and jerked, bringing his hand forward to show a small knife stained in blue blood. My jaw dropped in shock. Qwer had just stabbed him. I noticed his eye flashed as he threw the knife to the ground, grabbing his machete with his tentacle and moving towards Qwer, growling.
"You...little...glitch," he growled out, grabbing the machete in his hands. Qwer's eyes widened as she realized what she'd done and started backing up, falling over her own feet and onto her butt. She looked up in fear and Clay brought the machete out and let out a roar, swinging it down. In reaction, Qwer brought her arms up, and I screamed in horror.
"NO!"
CLIFF HANGGGEERRRR! Sorry for the hiatus, had other things going on.
Damian/Qwer = Personqwer
Kazi/Clay = Kazigama
Danii/Dari/other = Me
