I Don't Own Minecraft
Wincing in pain, I jerked a bit as my eyes snapped open as I looked up at the ceiling of my stone roof of the cave I had been living in for a while now. My mind was swimming a bit as I continued to look up at my ceiling as my mind tried to resort it's memories so I could figure out why I was in my bed and why my chest felt like shit. It came back easily enough after a moment of thinking on it, letting me know I hadn't spammed teleportation again to get in this shape.
Though the things I remembered weren't much better. The feelings of a sword slashing through the front of your chest isn't really a nice memory, but I already had plenty of shitty memories already so it wasn't that hard to push off a bit as I noted the the siblings must have carried me out, which was nice of them considering that I took a fucking sword for one of them. Well, at least Bine survived, he's the one that I actually like out of the two of them, though I would admittedly be sad if either died on me.
Shaking my head a bit, I groaned lightly to myself as I got up and painfully rolled out of bed so that I was standing up. Looking down at my hotbar, I smirked a bit at a reminder of the trip as I selected the unloaded nether crossbow. It still looked pretty damn badass to me, if anything at least I got this and we even managed to get the blaze rods, though of course we'll have to go back later, but I didn't die or anything so that's enough of a success in my book for right now.
Loading an arrow into the cross bow, I just stood there for a while, not really sure what I should be doing so I just got use to the weight of the weapon in my hands, adjusting how I should hold it before finally sending it back into my inventory as I walked up the path to the surface, noting it was night, then started to hug the walls a bit. Honestly it didn't hurt that bad, it was a bit uncomfortable with how tight the wrappings were around my chest but I was too use to uncomfortable for me to find it annoying at this point.
Though I didn't like the restriction of my movement, but I trusted the two to know what they were doing, this wasn't the first time they would have wrapped me up so it doesn't matter to much. But right now, I wasn't sure why, but I just wanted to move a bit, so that's what I was doing, even if it was a short walk, I had my crossbow on me so at worse, I could probably kill at least one thing before I would have to fight and possibly open my chest wound.
Moving up into the open night air, I sighed as I walked forwards a bit as I looked around for a moment, before staring up at the moon as it gleamed down onto my heterochromatic eyes. I was missing my shirt, it was something I noted as a cool breeze sweeped past me. I'll have to assume that's another one I've lost, that makes three at this point right? The zombie horde, the nether, and now the nether again. I really hate the nether. I think that's a fair thing to say at this point all things considered.
"You're up" I blinked as I realized I hadn't been listening to my surroundings, it was a dumb thing to slip up on even if I had just woken up from a sword wound, that could get me killed. Still, I recognized the voice from behind me as I closed my right eye, still not liking that I had to do it at all, and turned around to look at the man. I couldn't find it in me to call him a kid anymore, and even if I couldn't remember my own age, I doubt I'm much older than him, it just didn't sound right in my head anymore.
"I am. What happened?" He winced a bit at my question for some reason as I turned back away, and looked back up to the sky, just watching the stars, and wanting to use both my eyes to do so. After what felt like a long awkward moment of silence, Bine said.
"You got hurt protecting me, I managed to get you back and patched you up. You shouldn't move to fast in the next day or so. The heat from the nether dried the blood up around the cut enough that it should scab and scar over on it's own as long as it isn't reopened" I hummed blankly at that as I noted he seemed to know a thing or two about first aid. I wonder if it was something to do with his tactics classes? I can ask later, for right now I want to say something else.
"Thank you" I didn't turn around, I didn't want to, I didn't know if it was something of my pride, but I didn't want him to see the light tears dripping down the side of my face. I was alive, I honestly wasn't sure if I would survive when I had jumped in front of that swing, I knew how hard wither skeletons can swing and knowing it would go right into my unguarded chest... I hadn't thought about it at the time, but I really could have died so easily, and there was no certainty that I would have survived. I was so happy that the stinging feeling of my own tears against the right side of my face didn't even register. The relief was over shadowing it right now.
"No problem dude, besides you've saved my ass like three times already, so I think it's only fair I pay that back" I didn't want to say anything, my own emotions were kind of messing with me at the moment, but I wanted to say something, though I had no idea how to say it. I struggled for a moment, a weird sound coming from my throat as I tried to force it out before I had finished thinking before I finally said.
"Don't keep score, we're even as far as I care" It was rough and it barely held the words I wanted to say but I just didn't now how to say them. Thankfully he didn't say anything on how badly I had said that, and instead said.
"I...Fine" He seemed to want to say something but we both seemed to know we wouldn't agree on the point and neither of us wanted to argue on it. Still, I was thankfully getting control over my tear ducts again, which was good because it was actually really starting to burn my face. Reaching up, I wiped my eyes with my left arm and moved it down before asking.
"Did I wake you up?" I was finally falling back into a more emotionally stable state as I closed my right eye and looked over at him. He seemed to want to say no, but after a moment he finally answered with.
"Yeah, but it was my fault though for falling asleep out here" I hummed at that as I looked at him for another moment before something occurred to me as I looked down at his abs. He was also shirtless. What? Why?
"Your shirts missing" He looked down a bit at his chest before laughing little, like he was almost as surprised as I was, like he had forgotten it was not there like it should be. After a moment, the laughter petered off kind of suddenly as he said.
"You're wearing the left over of my under shirt. I have my jacket in one of the chests in the house, but I kind of fell asleep before I got it out" He seemed to want to say something else as his eyes glanced back at the shack before moving back a bit slowly, like he was thinking about something. But I let him be as I looked down at my chest and noted what he had said was right, the wool that was pressing tightly to my chest and stomach was held by a familiar colored black wrapping.
"Oh, sorry about that. Are you going to go back to bed then?" As I said it, I looked back up, instead of just watching the moon, admiring it, I was now looking for where it was located in the sky. He seemed to do the same as right when I figured it was only about an hour or two until daybreak, he said.
"No, I've gotten more than enough sleep already, and I don't want to wake up my sister just yet" The way he said that was a bit weird to me, like he was worried to. Did something happen to her while they had been looking after me? If it was important he'd tell me though right? Right?
"Did something happen to her? It sounds like you don't want to bug her at all" Looking back over towards him, he winced a bit, not from me looking at him, but more the question. What had happened? I was pretty confused at the moment, and that feeling didn't get anymore clearer when Bine answered with.
"I guess something did... It's nothing for right now, I just want to give her some space" I raised an eyebrow at that but didn't say anything. It was probably a family thing and I didn't really want to touch that shit with a ten foot pole if I didn't have to from he sounds of it, it would just leave me and Alysine in an even worse relationship than it is right now. I know she doesn't like me but I'd rather she not hate me for butting into her business. Still, I don't want him to stay out here just because he doesn't want to bother her.
"Alright, I've slept for at least twelve hours so I'm not going to be sleeping either. But it's still night, come on" As i said that, I waved for him to follow me as I walked down into the entrance of the cave again, making sure to not get to close to the shack as I did so, before reaching the underground portion that I had made into my base of a kind.
Moving over to sit down onto the crafting table, which was more comfortable than the stone floor, I blinked as I picked up an empty glass bottle and looked at it for a moment before looking over towards Bine who smiled a bit awkwardly before saying.
"My throat was really dry after the nether" I felt a small laugh get pulled from my stomach as I nodded at that. Yeah, I could fucking relate to a battered throat. In fact my throat was weirdly scratchy at the moment, probably from not drinking anything since leaving the nether but as I pulled out one of my own remaining water bottles, I looked at it for a moment and debated whether to drink it or not. Bine seemed to notice and said.
"Does it hurt you when you drink water?" I thought about not answering as I was busy wondering if a sore throat was worth burning my mouth, but after a moment I came to my conclusion as I said to him as I popped the cork.
"It burns in my mouth but once it's past that I don't really notice it" With that I held my head back and tried to get the water down as fast as possible. It still stung but I was getting use to that I guess with how much I've drank since coming here. Plus the relief from the feeling in my throat mostly going away was good enough for me. I think my mouth was starting to build up a resistance to the water, but I wasn't really sure.
"That must suck" I shrugged at that and said without much care.
"I don't remember it being different so it's just kind of how it is" He looked over at me at that and opened his mouth like he was about to say something before stopping as he sighed. Confused, I looked over towards him and tilted my head, trying to convey that I was confused without saying so, not wanting to pressure him or somehow mess up my words to ask him about it. It seemed I made the right choice as he said after a moment.
"What's it like to just suddenly exist? I mean, you just showed up here with a random assortment of memories right? What..What was it like" I blinked at that as I looked away as a frown etched it's way onto my face. It was a fair question, but not one I wanted to think about. Honestly, all my memories before getting here were blurs, I didn't know I knew something until I thought about it or did it. And yet it never caught me to off guard...
"Painful. I spawned in the air above that beach to the south of here, my first moments alive was being thrown into an ocean... I barely remembered how to swim and my entire right side felt like it was being burned off like I stuck half of my body into liquid fire. I panicked, I nearly drowned, and by the time I realized what was going on, I couldn't feel my right side. Swimming to the surface took everything I had left, and I spent the rest of the day unconscious against a tree I collapsed by" I just said what I remembered, but as I did I felt a grimace pull on my face at the memories.
They weren't nice memories and all the ones before that I didn't remember or weren't good. I remember that guy from the viod, but I'll be honest, I think he did something to my head because I can't remember his face much anymore, nor can I remember most of the details of what we talked about, if we did talk. I just remember corrupting myself and him making me half enderman so I didn't die from it. Basically, my first real memories were painful ones. And the more I thought about painful memories the more that came to mind. The first time I lost control, the next time where I nearly died, the feeling of panic and helplessness overwhelming me-
I hadn't noticed but my breathing had started getting quick and my arm had drifted to my sides where they had been ripped open. I only came to realize it was happening because a pair of arms suddenly were wrapped around my body as I blinked back into focus of the world around me as I tensed up as I vaguely noted I was being hugged by Bine at the moment. I didn't know what to do with this, so I just froze as my arms hung awkwardly in the air as I waited for him to do something. After a very awkward moment he pulled back and laughed a bit at my very confused face before saying.
"Sorry, I just... You seemed like you needed some comfort, and I felt bad for asking. Was it a bit much?" He seemed a bit bashful as he backed away as I just blinked to myself as I tried to think of how to put it into words. I didn't not like it, in fact it was nice, but it was just so unexpected that... I'm just really confused about how to feel at the moment.
"It's fine, it just caught me off guard, I've never been hugged before" I said it like it was a fact because it was, I think, but even I didn't know if that was actually true, I just know that I don't remember if I have been or not. And yet Bine gave me a sad look at that and looked like he was about to go in for round to, my slightly panicked looking face must have told him that was a bad idea however as I had no idea how I was suppose to react still and the first time had already been awkward enough for me.
"I- Yeah I guess that would be huh? You're...very functional for someone who's realistically only about a month old" I shrugged at that. I didn't remember my childhood, or most if not all my teenage years, hell I'm only half certain I might even be out of my teenage years so it's not like I can comment differently to what he was saying, but that doesn't mean I agree.
"Not really. I'm an asshole, shit conversationalist that is one look away from going on a killing spree. That's not really functional" He winced hard at that like I had hit him, which I guess was fair, I wouldn't like knowing that if I looked at someone in the wrong place that my chances of trying to be killed was basically one hundred percent. I really need to get this damn eye problem fixed. It's really annoying.
"You've been trying to control the killing spree thing right? I know you go out and look at animals but that's about it" Right, that would be a bit confusing since I never explained it but I guess it would help him relax about it a bit more if I explained it to him.
"Yeah, it's hard though. It's like control is just ripped away from me and I just have to watch whatever I do when I'm in that state. Still, I've made some progress, just not a lot... I have an idea though, but I don't want to try it injured or with anyone around who might get hurt" He looked a bit relieved at that which made something in my head twitch a bit in annoyance. Does he think I just wasn't trying to curb my literal urge to killing? No whatever, it doesn't matter. It's a fair question right? I hope so, he's a lot more tolerable right now, he's for once not acting like everything is without issue. I'm not going to complain.
"I see, well I'm no doctor but I'd recommend that you don't do anything crazy for at least five or six days so the gash on your chest can heal over mostly so you don't accidentally tear it open" I nodded at that, I had already figured though that wasn't really a nice thing to hear, I really don't like just sitting around doing nothing, but it's not like I'll be helpless or pointless, I'll think of something.
"Ok, that's fine, we need to get some mining done anyway to get some gold so we can do that while I can't do anything to overworking" He nodded at that though I noted he seemed a bit hesitant on that before saying after a moment.
"Are you sure you want to go mining? Me and Alysine can probably manage for at least the first few days" I just shook my head at that as I looked down at my discolored chest for a moment before saying.
"I hate just standing around not doing anything. I'll be fine, I picked up a crossbow in the nether so we can harvest a couple pieces of flint for some more arrows so I'm not defenseless" Actually I might already have some... Moving a bit to my chest, I opened it up and looked inside of it for a moment before pulling out a few oak logs, six feathers, and two pieces of flint. Not a lot but it's enough for eight more arrows so I'm not complaining.
"Yeah, I can understand that feeling, wanting to do something but... Anyway, what's this thing" The change in subject wasn't exactly subtle but I didn't feel like pressing on it as I looked over at what he was mentioning. It was the brewing stand.
"It's a brewing stand, it's what I used to make that potion I gave you. Unfortunately we don't have the resources to make any healing based potions at the moment so it's just kind of there for the time being" He nodded at that as he looked it over before opening up the hud for it while I looked back at the chest for a moment before opening it up again and looked around in it for a moment before noting I didn't have enough wool for a shirt at the moment, I was two off. That sucked, but I can kill a sheep or two in the morning. Not like we have the iron for shears.
Well I could try to shear it with my sword but stone isn't as good at cutting as iron would be and I'm sure the sheep would struggle and I doubt that would be good for my chest. I really need to stop getting hurt, it just is not good for my health I swear. I felt a small smirk pull on my face at that thought, because no kidding getting hurt wasn't good. Plus I was really getting tired of waking up in pain as well so I should really get over myself and get some amour, I think that's the thing I've learned from this.
"What do you need for that potion you gave me? It would be nice to have a few on hand don't you think?" I nodded at that because it was true, personally I would prefer a straight health pot even if regen is kind of better for pvp, I feel like straight healing would be better than regen in this world but now I have to think about side effects now as well which is something else to think about. Well either way it's something to think about I suppose.
"Ghast tears, obviously from a dead ghast, for regeneration potions and a glistening melon, made from gold and a melon slice, for health potions" I hadn't been paying much attention to Bine's expression, my head and still been in the chest not really looking anymore but I hadn't closed it yet either as I was a bit lost in thought, but even with that I noticed as Bine's head whipped away from the brewing stand as he looked at me for a moment before saying in a slightly strained voice.
"You hunted down a ghast for the potion?" I scoffed a bit at that, the phrasing was all wrong, but yet kind of correct, it was kind of funny in a way. Still, after a second, I thought up the words I wanted to say before finally turning to look at Bine and said.
"It was more like the ghast was hunting me, but yeah, I was planning on killing one the second I had gotten to the nether. It sucked, I got blown up a lot and I can still feel it in all honesty, but it was worth it" It really was, even if my legs still feel a bit weak sometimes or when my shoulder burns a bit in remembrance of one of the multiple roughly landings. Even when they've mostly healed, I still feel shadows of the events, but I didn't mind.
"I... I don't know if you're insane or way to selfless, but I do know that I kind of want to give you another hug" If I had to pick, I think it would be insane. My mind isn't a pretty place, I don't even really like being in it some times, and I didn't like the idea of being called selfless, I did it because I didn't want to be alone anymore. Still, I gave him a small smile and said.
"A bit of both if I had to guess" He laughed at that which was good, he didn't always get my jokes or sarcasm but it was nice when he did, knowing that someone appreciated my humor besides just myself... Though really I'm just glad I'm really starting to get along well with one of them, though I hope I can manage this with Alysine at some point, I still don't even know why she doesn't like me.
Bonding chapter isn't that fun. Yeah, Bine feels a bit guilty and all that, and as started to realize just what Edison's life has been like, and that he's been laughing at it for almost as long as he's known him. Basically, it's a teenager realizing he's been kind of an asshole while not meaning to in the slightest and suddenly realizes he gets along better with people when he isn't acting like that. I don't know that was a bad explanation but it works I guess. Anyway, I just wanted a break chapter before I cut a bit into the future. I only have a small bit of the story planned out, but I do know that I want this whole ender dragon prologue like arc to end around chapter twenty to twenty-five if not a bit sooner so I'm going to fuck with time a bit probably, though I'm not sure how yet. Anyway, See ya.