Author's Notes
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Simon will start (Who the hell is simon? Exactly.)
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I had been wandering for a long time. Not too long, but just about enough to know a few tricks.
For example, phantoms like flames. The nights that I had witnessed were beautiful, but dangerous. The monsters didn't bother me that much. Or at least the creepers didn't. The phantoms were alright. All I had to do was light a fire and they followed from above, like ducklings behind their mother.
Temporary loyalty at its finest. Heh. I had never used so many y's in one sentence.
I had been running for maybe about a year. And even so, I never felt any different. I heard stories of people hardening, and growing strong. But I don't feel that. I still feel like that scared boy that had to run from home.
I arrived at the edge of a valley, forests all along its borders and plains in the center. Even a lake off to the side. How quaint. Very nice. There is... a small house, I think. In the center of the valley. Two... no, three people were there, sitting around near a plot of farmland.
The monsters were coming out. They must've noticed, because they got up and started walking to their house. I saw a lone creeper slowly shamble towards them. I began to feel worried. The creeper cut off their entrance to the house, and more mobs began to appear. Two of the people kept their cool, but the third simply panicked and hid behind the tallest figure.
I was sure they weren't gonna make it. Not without help.
I put a torch to my right hand and snapped my fingers, lighting it up. Three nearby phantoms noticed, and started gliding in lazy circles around me. "Help them, fast." I spoke as gently as possible, and pointed towards the three shapes surrounded by mobs. The phantoms chirped and swooped down, flying as quickly as they could.
I had two choices. I could stay up here like a coward and watch, or I could follow the phantoms and help.
"Aw, screw this." I slid down the steep hill I was resting on and followed behind the phantoms, bringing out some of my gear.
This would be an ugly fight.
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Thomas
We didn't even have time to react. Within a few seconds, all sorts of monsters surrounded us from the forests, from the smallest spiders to the tallest endermen. A creeper was blocking our path to the house.
Sarah had her bow out and ready in the blink of an eye, and Eba was trying to hide behind me. I pulled out my trusty crude axe. The stone axe-head was starting to show cracks, so I knew it wouldn't last long.
The mobs seemed to relish and enjoy our terror... well, my fear and Eba's absolute horror. Sarah didn't show any emotions. She had her poker face on, but I could see in her eyes that she was scared. We all were.
The monsters walked slowly towards us, and the creeper at our door didn't move. Sarah had held off from shooting the creeper because our house was still withing blast range. Now she was aiming at the closest zombie. The skeletons within the monster's ranks had their bows at the ready and now aimed up, compensating for distance. There was nothing to hide behind or under.
Suddenly, an explosion rang out within the forest. A figure clad in a green hoodie was dashing forward. Three phantoms were flying low, biting at all nearby enemies. The figure threw red-colored sticks at the nearest clump of monsters. Sarah began firing as soon as she registered the first explosion.
Within seconds, she had managed to down three zombies and two skeletons. The endermen and spiders rushed us, and I got ready to fight them off. I was worried about Eba, and not just because of her safety. I knew she would get in the way once the monsters reached us, so I turned to her. "Eba, you need to go! Find a safer place, somewhere nearby. I'll call for you when this is over!" Her eyes widened in fear. "Don't worry, we'll be fine. Just go!" She nodded and warped away.
The spiders were almost upon us when the second explosion rang out. Then a third and fourth, one after the other. Whoever this guy is, he was packing some serious firepower. A spider jumped at me and I brung my axe down on it's head. It made a hideous *squelch* sound.
Sarah kept firing her bow, and I kept swinging my axe. The green fellow was shanking all nearby mobs with some sort of small knife as he ran. His apparent strategy was to keep most of the monsters far away by running in a circle at the edge of their ranks. He kept knifing mobs and throwing explosives at them. My axe finally broke after killing an enderman that had snuck up behind Sarah. I split his spine, and he emitted a bloodcurdling scream as he warped away. Sarah quickly handed me a weapon, her large hunting knife with a serrated edge.
The mob's numbers were dwindling, mostly thanks to our green friend and his phantoms. He had been holding a torch in his hand the whole time, pointing it in the direction of various mobs. Surprisingly, the few mobs that were left turned tail and ran, all of them except for the one at our door.
Sarah was about to shoot it with her bow when the green guy suddenly showed up in front of her. "I got this. Just stay calm", he spoke with a little uncertainty, but his voice was firm. He stared at the creeper, straight into its emotionless black eyes. And he hissed.
He hissed.
The creeper seemed as taken aback as we were, and it took a tentative step away. Then it hissed. And then the guy hissed. The phantoms were circling like vultures above us. The creeper took some steps forward, and so did the guy. The creeper made a sort of questioning hiss, and the guy hissed in response. The whole situation was very weird.
Finally, the guy caressed it's multishade green head and hissed softly. The creeper closed it's eyes, then left without a word. Or hiss. The guy put out his torch and the phantoms chirped, heading off in different directions. Then he turned around.
"So, uhm... hi?"
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Sarah
I was absolutely terrified.
Of course, I didn't want Thomas to notice. Or Eba, I guess. However, the sudden arrival of our 'savior' was very much welcome. Once the battle was over and the green dude had... what, like, hissed the last creeper away? Thomas called for Eba. She warped right beside him, enveloping him in a hug and scaring him out of his skin.
She was crying into his shoulder, mumbling nonsense about being scared for him. Not like that helped much. The green guy sort of waited his turn, messing with something inside his hoodie. Once Thomas had calmed down the oh-so-helpful Eba, he spoke to the dude.
"Hi, thanks for the save. Who are you?" He stopped fiddling with his stuff and turned to look at Thomas. "Um, your welcome. My name's Simon. Who are you guys? And what were you doing out so late?" Thomas smiled another one of his gentle and encouraging smiles. "My name is Thomas, this is Sarah and Eba." He pointed at us when he spoke our names, "and, well, we had just finished the farm and were tired. The night just caught us by surprise is all."
This wasn't the whole truth. Eba had gotten a little... I don't know. We had been telling a story about the enderman Queen that hated water, and she suddenly started crying. We sat around her and hugged her to provide comfort. I guess Thomas didn't want to give everything away to this stranger. He's very smart.
Simon nodded and fiddled a little with his goggles. He had a green hoodie and jeans, as well as a belt and boots. He had holsters for dynamite hanging from his belt, and his pockets were bulging with cargo. Presumably more tnt.
"So, ehhh... May I... like, go in? With you guys?" He seemed nervous about his request, but he didn't blush or anything overly dramatic like our resident endergirl does. Thomas guided him inside, Eba still attached to his shoulder. I groaned inwardly and followed them in.
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Eba
Simon seemed nice. Thomas actually offered to sleep on the floor because we only had three beds, but Simon refused to take it. He said it was impolite for a guest to take the 'headmaster's bed. So he slept on the floor.
I had noticed that Sarah was... a little angry at me, I think. She probably thought that I had chickened out, and that's why I had teleported away. But I'm not a coward! I just didn't have any way to help...
Thomas was still being nice to me though. And the beds he made were soft and warm. I had a little trouble sleeping, but at least nobody turned out the lights this time.
When I woke up, Thomas and Sarah were gone, leaving me alone with Simon. He was awake, but he was messing with something, muttering as he did. I sat up slowly and blinked the sleep from my eyes. "Mmm... hi, uh, hi Simon." He looked up from his work and smiled. "Hi, Eba." He removed his goggles and drew back his hood. He had dark brown hair peppered with black, and dark green eyes.
"Sorry if I woke you up. I was busy trying to fix my pocket knife. It got clogged up with something, and the little wrench wouldn't come out." I didn't really understand everything he said, but I nodded and yawned. "Do... do you think Thomas left with Sarah?" He looked up again. "Well, yeah. I don't know we're else he could be. I'm sure they went to get food." My eyes lit up. "Do you think they got mutton?" He smiled again, not looking up this time. "I'm sure they did, but I'd rather fancy myself some pork. Haven't had that in a while..." He began to trail off, focused on his work.
I got up and left the house, looking for Thomas and Sarah. I found a stick in the ground, and picked it up. It had rained while we were sleeping. Not, like, heavy rain or anything, but rain nonetheless.
I used the stick to draw on the wet ground. Trailing lines along the mud was soothing to me. I drew wings, and a dragon tail. Then I drew a person to wear them. I knew I wouldn't be able to color it... because it's mud... but I didn't mind. As long as I knew what colors it was, it didn't really matter...
I drew her eyes, big beautiful eyes, and the strings to what would go with her sweater or hoodie. It would be purple, just like her wings, except these would darken around the edges, becoming black. I drew her hair, which I imagined would be grey, almost silver.
I took a step back to admire my work. She was beautiful. Oh, how I wish I had my drawing supplies...
Thomas and Sarah suddenly emerged from the forest, laughing at something one of them had said. Sarah was carrying meat, and Thomas had a little bit of wool in his hands. I was nearly ecstatic, and ran to meet them. I hugged Thomas first, then Sarah, feeling my own blush as I did so. Why...
"You brought mutton!" Thomas smiled. "Well, Sarah brought mutton, I just carried the wool." Sarah smiled too, and it was a beautiful smile. "Yeah, just for you. There is two mutton chops, and the other three steaks are pork." Now it was my turn to smile. At least Sarah wasn't angry at me anymore... I noticed the both of them were looking at me, and I felt a little nervous, my skin growing hot.
"Ehh... Simon had said that he wanted pork." I mumbled the last few words, but they seeemed to have understood. Sarah and Thomas started building up the spit when Thomas noticed my drawing on the mud. "Hey, that's pretty good. Did you draw it, Eba?" I got a bit flustered, and mumbled in response. "I, um... ye-yes... I did. While I was waiting for you guys."
Thomas smiled at me. "I didn't know you could draw this well. I might have to get you some paper, and a charcoal pencil so you can draw..." He trailed off just like Simon had, staring at the ground. I found this confusing, but hey! I was going to get paper to draw on! And a pencil!
Happy, I entered the house. Simon looked up. I got a bit nervous again, for some reason. "I, eh... Thomas and Sarah are back. They brought mutton! And pork. You should probably come out..." he smiled again and put his stuff away. "Alright then. Let's go." He followed me out and the four of us stood around the campfire that Sarah had built. I felt comfortable here, more than I had with my own family. Then again...
I guess this is my family now.
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More Author's Notes!
Hey! Chapter eleven has been written! And we have a new character! Hurray!
I don't know how many people like the story, cause there is currently only two people who follow it. And I don't get many reviews, except for GiggiEba's reviews!
So, I'm not sure if my readers like it. I will keep writing, but I'm feelin' a little down...
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~ LeMafiaKreb
P.s, Yes, this chapter was finished and uploaded at seven in the morning. Catch ya later!