Hear Me Chapter 9, a minecraft fanfic

Sorry I didn't update yesterday. Nike stole my phone, and I spent an hour trying to wrestle it from her. I didn't get it back for a while, because she's nineteen and knows how to use a sword.

Nike: I HAVE INSTAGRAM NOW

Yeah. She made an account. With my backup email.

Nike: IT'S

DON'T LISTEN TO HER

Nike: FOLLOW ME

DON'T FOLLOW HER

SHOUT OUTS: DippeySause (yeah, I really should've kept her tied up), Night (YAY PROPHECIES), TheFanficCritic (there'll hopefully be a fight scene soon), Ravenstar (yes, Peter is a PJO fanboy. As soon as he saw who my brother and sister were, he kinda freaked out…), TheEnd1192 (Nike will always annoy me to no end), StormCloud666 (sorry, but Omega and Allen wouldn't like each other unless their creators were okay with it. They wouldn't like the same person, again, unless their creators decided that would be fine. As for the possible traitor thing, who knows? I guess they just kind of enjoy arguing with each other), Cadyboo73 for following me, and xEnderAwesomex for following me!

Chapter 9

"I'll get someone to show you guys to your rooms and give you a tour," Dana said as everyone walked out of the meeting room. Wisty, Alex, Steve, Herobrine, and I followed close behind her. All the YouTubers went separate ways, probably to do some sort of task for this unknown leader. I wondered if anyone here knew who they were working for.

Dana pulled her phone out of her pocket and started texting. About thirty seconds later, a girl emerged form one of the doors and made her way towards us. She had messy dark hair pulled back in a ponytail. An emerald hung around her neck on a piece of twine. The necklace stood out against her black clothes and dark skin. She reached us and grinned, her grey eyes twinkling and the colourful light. The girl held out a hand. "My name's Ashley, but you can call me Ash."

I reached out and we shook hands. "I'm Andria. This is Alex, Herobrine, Peter, Wisty, and Steve."

Ash nodded at the other three. "Ah, nice to meet you." She seemed kind of hesitant and unsure of what she was doing. I guessed that maybe she was new. "I'll give you a quick tour of the place and then I'll show you to your dorms." She turned her gaze to me. "I know you're probably not used to sleeping in dorms, but we don't give people special treatment here, even if they are royalty."

I shrugged. "Fine by me."

She nodded in satisfaction. "Alright then. Follow me." She turned on her heel and started walking.

xXx

"And here's the armory," Ash said as we walked into a room filled with weapons and, well, armor, obviously. People stood at anvils, hammering on diamond and iron. I spotted Eric and Sethbling across the room, taking metal weapons out of a forge. They're both redstone geeks, but apparently the people down here didn't have any use for redstone, so the two were stuck here, crafting weapons. There weren't many people in this room.

"If any of you are good at crafting, we might need you down here," Ash said. "We need more weapons, and people keep needing to take the ones we already have made. Our crafters are working overtime."

"I could help," Steve offered. "I'm not the best, but I'm okay."

Ash shrugged. "There are a lot of other places we might need more people. The underground farms only have four people, the Enchantment and potion workers only have Nike, Seto, and three witches."

"So everyone works in a certain department that's compatible with their talents?" I asked.

Ash nodded. "So, that's basically the entire base, and how this place works."

Nike: Hey! Where am I?

*facepalms* Okay, really? I'm trying to write here.

Nike: I'm just saying, why can't I be in here a bit more?

OKAY LET'S JUST GO TO SOMETHING ELSE HERE

Nike: Something with me?

NO SHUT UP

xXx

…

Nike: Hello?

…

Nike: Miz?

I HAVE FLIPPING WRITER'S BLOCK

Nike: Write about me, then.

NO SHUT UP

Andria: Why don't you just let us write?

No! That's a terrible idea!

Wisty: Oh, come on!

Peter: I don't care who writes the story, as long as nobody kills Andria.

Andria: SHUT UP

Everybody, just go away.

Nike: *crosses arms* No.

Everybody, shut up!

Nico: *enters room* Hey, what's all the yelling about?

Leo: Yeah, I 'm trying to build a machine gun that fires out marshmallows and flaming unicorns, but I can't concentrate!

I CAN'T CONCENTRATE EITHER, BECAUSE OF ALL YOU PEOPLE

Nike: Dude, calm down.

*sighs* I'm sorry guys, but I think I'm gonna have to end this chapter here because I just literally can't write about anything else today.