Our Stealth Mission Goes Wrong

When I woke up I felt like someone had snapped my spine in my sleep.

You would not believe how uncomfortable it is to sleep on a log. I didn't even have a blanket, or even a thin layer of leaves. It probably would have been more comfortable if I'd slept on the grass.

"Go away," I mumbled as someone shook me.

"Cal, it's time to go."

I groaned and rolled off the log I was sleeping on onto the ground. "Idonwanna."

"Cal, get up or I will pour a bucket of water on your head."

My eyes slowly opened, and I saw Dan crouching over me.

I sat up, yawning. "Dan," I said. "Get out of my personal space."

Dan looked amused. "Good morning. Did you miss me?"

I stretched. "You wish."

"Really?" Dan smirked. "Because I could have sworn you were happy to see me."

"Would you two stop flirting and get moving!" Nikai snapped a few feet away.

"Flirting? With this guy?" I snorted as I pointed at Dan. "You must be nuts."

Dan put a hand on his heart with a look of mock hurt. "You wound me. I'm not that insufferable, am I?"

"That's debatable," I said with a smirk.

Nikai made a sound of disgust. "You're both equally insufferable."

"So, anything interesting happen while I was out?" Dan asked.

"No, not much." I glanced around the camp, looking at everyone hurriedly scurrying around. "So why is everyone in a hurry?"

"Why do you think?" Nikai sneered. "We don't have any time to sleep like you. We're going after the Fisherman."

I blinked. "Now?"

"Yeah, when did you think?"

I huffed. I did know that we would have to move immediately, or else we would lose the trail on Fisherman, but for some reason I hadn't thought that we would be going this soon.

"I don't have much to pack," I said. "I don't have anything. Come to think of it, I don't even have a weapon."

"Here," Dan said as he handed me a chipped iron sword. When I glared at him, he looked defensive. "What? It's the only weapon I have."

"You've got two obsidian scimitars," I pointed out.

"Yeah, but only using one is boring." Dan sighed. "And besides, they're not easy to wield."

"Excuses," I complained, but kept the sword anyways. "Thanks, I guess."

"You're welcome," Dan said graciously. He then stood and marched over to a still sleepy looking Ben, clapping his hands and shouting cheerfully, "Hup hup hup! We've got no time for late sleepers! Everyone up!"

"Says the one who got half a day's worth of sleep yesterday." Seu grumbled, and then tripped over a potion and nearly went flying. "Agh! ENDER! CLEAN UP YOUR TRASH!"

"Calm down!" Ender called. "I'm coming, I'm coming! God, you're so grumpy in the morning!"

When everyone was gathered, Dan pulled a map out of his inventory. "Okay, Nikai, Orca, and Seu will be the advance scouts making sure there's nothing in front of us. Ender, Durham, and me will follow behind, or something like that."

"You're really exuding confidence right now," I said sarcastically. Dan threw a rock at me, and I ducked.

"Shell will follow behind at a distance, but not a far enough distance that he won't be able to get to us if we get in trouble, but also not a close enough distance that it looks suspicious."

"He's a dragon, Dan." Ender said. "He'll be suspicious no matter where we go."

Dan ignored Ender and pointed to a temple on the map. "That's where we're going."

"How are we sure that he'll be there?" Ender asked.

"We aren't." Dan answered.

"This just keeps getting better and better," Ender sighed.

"Hey, it's our only chance." Dan reminded her. "And plus—he left an easy trail going in the direction of the Temple, which means we're probably right."

"Of course, the fact that he left such an obvious trail for us to follow means this is a trap." Orca pointed out.

"Well, aren't you just a little ray of sunshine," Nikai said.

"Am I wrong?" Orca said, raising an eyebrow.

"It's still the only chance we've got." Dan said encouragingly. "And besides, there are seven of us, plus a dragon. I think we can take 'em."

"Famous last words," Nikai grumbled.

We then all got on horses of our own and rode off in the direction of the temple.

To be honest, riding a horse was not much better than riding Shell. Some of you horse lovers might disagree, but the constant potholes and dips and small hills the horses were running through were not doing wonders for my crotch.

"When do we get there?" I asked Dan, who was the one steering the horse.

"We're not even halfway yet," Dan said.

I groaned and then yelped when the horse jumped over a log and hit the ground running. "I don't know how much longer I can take this. Ow."

But I had to endure it. After all, I needed to do this so I could gain the others trust. It didn't seem like they were…fond of me quite yet, and that wasn't what I wanted. I needed them to trust me if I wanted them to follow me into the Nether Prison. And the best way to do that was to catch Fisherman.

However, I could always die before reaching the prison, which wasn't exactly ideal.

?-V-?

"We're here," Dan said.

"Wow." Ben stared up at the Temple. "I know that this Temple was the place where Entity 303 was worshipped and where a massacre happened, but it's kind of impressive."

The temple was enormous—it looked like one of those enormous Japanese temples, and it really was impressive—almost beautiful, the surrounding trees adding to the beauty. But a sort of negative energy seemed to come from the temple that contrasted with the Temple's beautiful look.

Seu shivered. "That place gives me the chills."

"Alright, everyone got the plan?" Dan whispered.

"I still don't think it's a good idea." Ben muttered, tugging at the wire put in his shirt by Orca. "If we'd only had more time, we could have made a better plan. And this wire is uncomfortable."

"You shouldn't even be able to feel the wire, so stop complaining." Orca said matter-of-factly. "And besides, would you rather wear a pair of headphones?"

Ben scowled and tugged at the wire again. "Point taken."

"And stop tugging at the wire, you'll pull it off." Orca said as he slapped at Ben's hand.

The plan was simple, yet risky. Ender handed us paralysis splash potions, which I'd never heard of, but supposedly whoever got hit with the potion would be paralyzed, freezing in the position they were in so it wouldn't look suspicious. But we had to be pretty careful to not drop them, because the glass bottle was fragile and their duration was thirty minutes.

There were two entrances into the temple—both on opposite sides. Four groups of two would sneak into the entrances and hit the guards with the paralysis potions. All of us would split up and sneak around the temple, and if we found Fisherman, we would alert the others through our wire. The plan was a little risky, but it could be done without any major incidents.

"Alright. The moment of truth." Dan said. "Ender?"

Ender handed out invisibility and paralysis splash potions.

"Alright, Seu with Ben, Durham with Nikai, Orca with Ender, and me with Cal." Dan instructed, then pulled me close to him as he pulled out the potion of invisibility.

On the count of five, we all threw the potions down.

The liquid splashed over me and Dan, and then it dried instantly. I looked down to realize I had become invisible. It had worked.

"Alright, everyone, put on your glasses." Dan ordered.

A long time ago, Orca had invented these glasses that could let you see invisible people with the help of Ender and some other smart guys a long time ago. And luckily, he'd just so happened to bring them along on this trip.

I slipped the glasses on, and found that I could fully see myself and Dan now, although we both looked a bit translucent, almost like ghosts.

Dan grinned as he looked at his hand. "Like clockwork. Ok, go time. The guards in this temple are supporters of Klith that are trained in combat, so be careful."

We split up as we sneaked towards the temple, Seu, Ben, Durham, and Nikai heading over to the north entrance while me, Dan, Orca, and Ender headed over to the south entrance.

There, four guards sat cross legged playing cards. I guess they were just bored.

Dan sneaked up behind one of them, slowly withdrawing a paralysis potion. We all did the same, surrounding the guards.

One of them noticed the potions, which to them must have looked like it was floating in midair. "Hey…"

We all dropped the potions, and I jumped away as the liquid splashed, making sure none of it got on me.

All of the guards froze in their positions, and we silently slipped past them.

We were in an enormous room. The walls were painted a shiny red, and the floor was made of stone bricks. Around us, there were stairs crossing and weaving through the entirety of the room, so much that you could hardly tell where one staircase began and another stopped. Some lead into rooms, some lead to a solid wall, and some even lead into thin air. Guards walked up and down the stairs, keeping an eye out for intruders.

Most disturbing, in the center of the room there was an enormous and detailed statue of Klith, which was disturbingly realistic. The statue had a cruel, unforgiving face, and it had a scythe dripping blood strapped to its back. The statue was clutching what looked like the Earth in his palm, cracks crisscrossing everywhere on the globe. At the base of the sign, there were words. I took a closer look, and saw that the words said 'He shall destroy all that stand in his way. Let the people know that the people killed in this location were non-believers, and so they got what they deserved.'

"That's messed up." Ender whispered.

It was even more unnerving inside. The inside looked just as beautiful as the outside, but if you looked close enough at the shiny red walls, there were pictures of people dying, people burning etched into the walls.

We saw Seu, Ben, Ender, and Orca enter on the other side of the room, who stared with sick fascination at the statue.

"Don't get distracted," Dan said, though he had a look of disgust on his face. "We need to act quickly."

Me, Dan, Orca, and Ender walked up a wide staircase that split off in four paths. Me and Dan went to the left, while Orca and Ender went up the staircase to the right.

Dan checked his potion status and mouthed to me, thirty minutes.

Only thirty minutes to find Fisherman in this maze of staircases? Yeah, that was going to be easy.

We walked up the stairs, dodging a few guards on the way up. There were about six forks in the staircase we walked up, and soon we were turned around, which was depressing because it hadn't even been three minutes. The only way we could tell where we had started was the statue of Klith, and even that wasn't much help.

"God, was Kiosk trying to make a maze or a temple?" I muttered.

"Both, probably." Dan grumbled. "Something about embracing the art of chaos, or something like that. I don't know, he's a nutter to even think of making a place like this."

We entered a room that was just as confusing as searching the stairs, as there were even more passageways crisscrossing everywhere.

"Where did we come from?" I asked, confused.

"I don't know," Dan said. "But might as well look around while we're here, right? We might find something."

We searched for ten more minutes and found nothing.

I was beginning to get tired, and by the looks of it, so was Dan.

"So now what?" I said, frustrated. "What are we supposed to—"

"Stop." Dan said, flattening against the wall and pushing me against the wall. Two guards passed by us, one wearing a hat and the other holding a spear.

"What does Fisherman think he's doing, disabling all the security measures? It's like he wants the bounty hunters to get him." the one with the hat said.

"Obviously, you goon, it's a trap. He would never actually let anyone follow him." the other guard snapped. "That's not his style. He's told all the guards that if there's anything even a tiny bit suspicious, we have to lock this whole place down."

The one with the hat made a small grunt. "Seems like overkill. If he wanted to kill the bounty hunters, he should have killed them at the clearing."

"Well, you know his kind. He's always up for a game..." they turned a corner, and then walked out of earshot.

I looked worriedly at Dan, but he didn't look concerned. "This doesn't change anything, except for the fact that we need to be more careful." Dan said firmly.

"So then what are we going to do when we find Fisherman?" I whispered.

"We've been over this. We're going to hit him with a paralysis potion, then take out his guards and get him out. Worst case scenario, the plan goes wrong and we have to kill him. We'd still get the money, but he'd be worth more alive."

"But if they lock down the place—"

"They would have locked down the place even if he hadn't ordered the guards to. Fisherman is sneaky, it's how he operates. Now come on. I think I can smell fresh air."

We moved through the passageways, and Dan whispered into his wire, "How's it going?"

"Not good," Nikai responded. "We almost got caught by guards six times. No sign of Fisherman."

"No sign of him up here, either." Orca added.

"Nor here." Ben sighed.

Dan cursed. "Damn. Alright, then. Everyone keep looking. We've already wasted fifteen minutes, and we only have fifteen more minutes left before the guards wake up."

"Got it." everyone affirmed.

"That's bad, right?" I whispered.

"This isn't right. People on the first, second, third, and fourth floor. We should have found him by now." Dan said, a scowl on his face.

"It's only been fifteen minutes," I reminded him. "This place is huge. I think you're expecting too much of them. I mean, we've probably only explored a fifth of the place. You saw how big it was outside."

"Yeah, that's reasonable." Dan muttered. "I just have a bad feeling."

"Who wouldn't have a bad feeling in this place?" I reasoned. "Look—I can see a door leading outside."

We ran outside, and I blinked, momentarily blinded by the sun.

"We're outside," Dan said.

I made a frustrated noise. "There's nothing here."

Dan sighed and kicked at the wall. "At this rate, we're going to lose him."

Suddenly, Dan's wire buzzed. "Dan? We found him." It was Orca.

"What? Where is he?" Dan said, grabbing his wire tightly. "Where are you guys?"

"We're at the very top of the temple," Orca said. "Come on, he's going to leave if you guys don't get him soon."

But something was wrong. Orca's voice seemed...tense.

"Orca? You okay over there?" Dan said, concerned.

"Yeah, but you need to hurry! The invisibility effect will fade soon! We've got nineteen fifteen nineteen minutes left—!"

Orca's voice abruptly cut off.

"What?" Dan hissed into the wire. "What the hell do you mean by nineteen fifteen nineteen?"

No response.

"What did he mean by nineteen fifteen nineteen?" I said, confused.

"You tell me!" Dan said frustratedly. "There's ten minutes left, not..." Dan fell silent. I couldn't read the expression on his translucent face. "No. Unless…we need to get to the top of the temple immediately."

"How?" I said incredulously. "We don't even know where we came from!"

"Then let's find the way out, now!" Dan growled as he pulled me back inside.

We found a staircase fairly fast, which was lucky. We ran up the stairs as silently as we could, when Dan suddenly stopped, making me plow into his back. We both nearly tumbled down the stairs, but I grabbed the railing before we could tip over. I swung him against the railing as a group of guards ran up the stairs.

"Dan!" I said furiously. "What were you doing, you moron? They would have plowed into us if I hadn't—"

"Cal!" Dan gasped, so loudly that I looked around to make sure nobody was near us. He was extremely pale, but I couldn't tell if that was because he was slightly see-through or not.

"What?" I demanded. "What is it?"

"Let's not talk here," Dan said frantically and ran up the stairs. I ran after him. Dan wasn't even trying to be discreet—he nearly barreled into guards three times.

"Dan, I thought we were trying to be discreet!" I whispered loudly.

"Not anymore," Dan snarled. "There's no point in being discreet if…yes. It's happening."

"What—?" I began, but found that the question I hadn't asked was quickly being answered. Below us, guards scurried around, barring off the two entrances we came from.

"No…" I groaned.

"Orca used the number substitution cypher, a fairly simple code. You would replace letters of the alphabet with numbers. For example, A would be 1, B would be 2, and so on. What's the fifteenth letter of the alphabet?" Dan quickly explained.

I silently counted. "S."

"And the nineteenth letter is O, so—"

"SOS," I realized, horrified.

Suddenly there was a scream. Someone fell past us, and there was an audible crack as they hit the floor.

At the same time, yells erupted from our wire.

"Dan!" Durham yelled. "They know! They—"

The feed cut off, and Dan cursed. "We need to get to the top of the temple."

We began running up the stairs again, only to stop after multiple guards blocked our way, one of them wearing suspiciously familiar looking glasses.

"There!" the guard shouted, and I realized too late the guard was wearing Orca's glasses.

Bottles sailed through the air, and we tried to dodge in vain. They smashed on us, covering us with some white liquid. Some got in my mouth, and I spluttered.

Milk.

I noticed with growing horror that me and Dan were no longer translucent—we were now fully opaque. Dan pulled out his obsidian scimitars as the guards charged down, screaming battle cries. He slashed one of them across the chest and stabbed another in the stomach, pulling out his blade and kicking him backwards.

I drew my iron sword and smashed one in the head with the flat of my blade. They crumpled, and I yelped as one ran at me, lifting a sharp looking spear.

I dodged the first strike, and then swung my sword as hard as I could at the guard, slashing him across the face. He doubled over, and I punched him in the chest, sending him flying back.

We made our way up the stairs, maiming, slashing, and throwing the guards running towards us off the staircase. One charged at Dan, and he slashed him in the chest and threw him over the railings while I smashed another one's head with the pommel of my sword and threw him down the stairs as we ran, knocking down the guards chasing us from behind.

But even more guards began to chase us from behind, and if we slowed down even a little we'd get caught. Dan smashed a guard's head into the railing as he pulled out a block of

TNT. He put away one of his scimitars and pulled out flint and steel, lighting the TNT and sending it flying behind us. I heard an explosion, and risked turning my head to see what happened.

The stairway behind us had completely collapsed, sending a dozen guards falling a long distance either to the floor or onto another stairway, knocking down some more guards. Rubble from the explosion collapsed even more stairways, causing a chain reaction that caused most of the stairways under us to collapse, crushing and dropping hundreds of guards.

I looked back up. My sword was looking ready to break, but Dan attacked like a tornado wielding obsidian scimitars, cutting down every guard that stood in his way. There was a fork in the path, and Dan turned left, slicing another guard down without even looking at him as he did.

We burst through a doorway, and the hot weather hit me. It was almost ironic, how good the weather was. We were standing at the top of the temple, and standing in front of us was Fisherman, LHM, and RHM, both of whom were pointing crossbows at Ender and Orca. Fisherman had cleaned up a little since I'd seen him—that is to say, he looked even more like a scarecrow than he had when I'd first met him. He'd put on a pair of torn jeans and a plaid shirt that was buttoned wrong, making him look like he was tilted slightly sideways.

Before I could do anything, a fishing line twirled around me, trussing me up like a turkey. I yelped as I was pulled backwards through the air, landing dangerously close to the edge of the roof.

"I would advise against moving," Fisherman said, a hint of warning in his voice. "Or I will just slice you apart."

"Don't you touch her." Dan snarled.

"But of course not." Fisherman said smoothly. "I need this girl. Or rather, someone else needs this girl. In truth, I think you should be more worried about your goons here." Fisherman nudged Orca with his foot. "Now. Stand still, or I will force a bottle of poison down the girl's throat."

Through he glared at Fisherman so intensely it could have cracked bedrock, he let himself be tied up anyways.

"You're making a mistake." Dan said coldly. "Shell will appear and blast you apart."

Fisherman rolled his eyes. "I've resolved that issue already. Your dragon friend's got a bit of a nasty trap set for him."

Fisherman pulled back in his fishing reel, untying me. RHM grabbed my wrists and roughly tied the, together behind my back and then dropped me roughly onto the ground, making me gasp.

"You piece of trash," Dan snarled.

"Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me." Fisherman said airily.

The doors we came out of burst open, and a tied up Nikai and Durham were escorted towards us by a group of guards. I was satisfied to see that one of them had a black eye, while most others walked with a limp. One walked through the doors hunchbacked, and occasionally winced and cradled his bits.

"God damn it, Durham." Nikai snapped, "You weren't supposed to get caught!"

"It's not like I was trying to be caught," Durham growled.

As they were forced to their knees, Fisherman glanced at the guards who had brought them. "Where are the other two?"

"Sorry, sir?" One of the guards said.

"The other two," Fisherman explained exasperatedly. "We need those two too."

"We're...not sure, sir. We haven't gotten any notice from the guards on the first floor, but it's likely that—"

"Did I ask for your opinion?" Fisherman snapped. Fisherman pulled the glasses off of all of us, and shoved them into the guard's arms so roughly that they almost broke.

Orca gave a muffled grunt of protest, but was silenced with a kick in the back by LHM.

"Hand these sunglasses to some reliable guards. Using these you can see invisible people, so have them search every single floor in the Temple. And if you let them get away, I'll break your legs." Fisherman threatened. "And leave some guards here."

"Yes sir!" the guard said obediently, then hurried away through the doors with some guards. Most of the guards stayed, standing at attention and eyeing us suspiciously.

Dan seemed relieved by the fact that at least one group had managed to evade the guards, but Orca had something else on his mind.

He asked Fisherman, "How did you even get these guards to obey you? They wouldn't have just rolled over for anyone."

"Well, of course, I am a descendant of good old Elias Fischer," Fisherman began smugly, "who was the uncle of—"

"Sorry," Nikai interrupted. "But you have a descendant named Fischer?"

"Yes," Fisherman said irritably. "Got a problem?"

"Well, it's just that your name is Fisherman, and his last name is Fischer, so—"

Fisherman kicked Nikai in the chest so hard that he collapsed forwards, gasping for breath.

"I hate that damned name!" Fisherman said furiously. "What kind of name is Fisherman? It doesn't make anyone cower in fear. It doesn't instill terror in the bravest heroes when heard! So—why—is—my name—STILL FISHERMAN?" Fisherman screamed, punctuating each word with a kick to Nikai's chest until he was semi-unconscious, stirring feebly.

"Can you take a suggestion?" I asked.

Fisherman glanced at me. "What?"

"How about Hooker?" I suggested.

Fisherman reeled me in and caught me by the neck, crushing my windpipe. Dan yelled and began to stand, only to be smacked in the back of the head by one of the guards.

Fisherman slammed his fist into my cheek and threw me near the edge of the balcony, raising his fishing rod, a look of absolute hatred painted across his face—

And then, so fast it was almost unnerving, his furious expression became elated. He put away his fishing rod, bursting into laughter.

The guards exchanged looks as Fisherman ran a hand through his hair, looking down at me with a sort of crazy glee in his eyes.

"You're a special one," Fisherman said cheerfully, "That can make me lose control with a single sentence. In fact, I nearly gutted you. Boy, that would have been a disaster. Hooker, yes…how amusing." I tried to put a hand to my smarting cheek but couldn't get my hands anywhere near my face, because my wrists were tightly tied together.

I couldn't speak or make a sarcastic response, because I couldn't breathe.

Fisherman sighed and straightened his plaid shirt, which did not make him look any less tilted. "Now…let's check in on the guards." He rolled up one of his sleeves, exposing a gold watch. Upon seeing this, Orca inhaled sharply.

I glanced at the time on his watch, and saw that there was five minutes left on the invisibility potion. Five minutes to either escape, or to save us. Call me selfish, but I personally hoped they'd do the latter.

Fisherman said into the watch, "Find them yet?"

"An Egapti watch," Orca gasped.

I had no idea what he was talking about, but I was pretty surprised when a voice came out of the watch. "No sign of them, sir. Only four of the scouts have gotten back to me, and—"

Suddenly a commotion came from the watch. Multiple people yelled and shouted, and there was a loud crash.

The man on the other end of the call yelled, "So sorry, sir! I think we found them!"

At the same time, there was a crash and a scream as a person smashed through a wall in the temple and plummeted down to the forest floor below.

Fisherman cursed. "Damn. LHM, RHM, I'm trusting you to go down there and get them here with force if necessary. You screw up, it'll be you I throw off the Temple."

They both nodded and bolted towards the set of doors. Now it was just us, Fisherman, and his guards.

I glanced at Dan. Could we take them? I silently asked.

Dan looked angry, but he shook his head slightly.

"What are you even going to do with us?" Ender asked. "Why not kill us now?"

"Oh, I want to see the pain in your eyes as I kill all of your friends," Fisherman said as he rolled up his sleeve. "Is that too much to ask?"

"Why?" Dan asked.

Fisherman laughed. "Cause you've been a thorn in my side ever since I started up this whole criminal business. Now, when RHM and LHM capture those two brats, I'll make them drink a bucketful of poison, and while they're writhing in pain, I'll kill them. Won't that be excit—now, what are you doing?"

Because Dan had suddenly stood, kicking away the guards that tried to grab him.

"JUMP BACK!" Dan bellowed, and I heeded his order without thinking.

I heard a loud rumbling sound like an earthquake pulverizing a city block, and saw that Fisherman's hook was an inch from killing me. Before the hook could cut open one of my major arteries, the fishing line was vaporized by and explosion, and the hook struck me in the face, making me yelp.

Fisherman had been blasted backwards by the explosion, and looked slightly dazed. He fumbled and cursed as he tried to flick his hook towards me and Dan. I noticed that right after the explosion, a new fishing line and hook had appeared on his fishing rod. In the background, Ender and Durham were in combat with the guards while Orca sawed through the rope keeping Nikai bound.

Through the smoke and flames, an enderpearl flew through the air and hit Fisherman in the chest. Instantly, Seu was on Fisherman. She punched him in the face, and he went down.

Another enderpearl was thrown, and Ben teleported next to us. With a slash, he sliced through me and Dan's ropes. I stumbled to my feet and pulled out my sword.

"What did you do to LHM and RHM?" Dan asked Ben.

"I'll keep it short and say LHM's gonna have a big headache, and RHM'S not going to be able to make any babies anymore." Ben said.

Dan smiled in satisfaction. "Awesome. Now, go!"

We ran around the crater in the roof while more guards poured out of the entrance yelling, waving their weapons around.

We charged into the battle and started fighting. Dan slashed a guard with one scimitar, and hilt slammed another with his other scimitar.

There was a loud scream, and Seu was sailed through the air and slammed into the ground. She didn't get back up.

Fisherman was back on his feet, his thin frame practically shaking with mirth.

"Oh, you piece of crap!" Fisherman laughed. "I'm going to kill you so painfully you're going to wish you were dead!"

"I'll take Fisherman." Dan said. "Ben. You take care of the others."

"For sure." Ben charged into the fray, and I noticed he was heading for Seu.

"Cal! You get out of here!" Dan yelled at me as he slashed open a guard's chest.

"Like hell I am!" I yelled, right before a hook sailed towards Dan and pulled him violently into the crater. I screamed as I watched Dan slam into the ground and then roll down a set of stairs, stopping with a thud at the bottom.

I jumped down, and so did Fisherman. I charged down the staircase, and reached Dan before Fisherman.

And then all at once, Fisherman was there, bringing his fury down on me. I barely managed to block his flurry of slashes as Fisherman rapidly swung his fishing rod like a whip.

"Dan, get up!" I cried as Fisherman backed me into the railing, still slashing away with a hungry expression on his face.

There was a clatter of obsidian as Dan charged with his scimitars, swinging just as fast as Fisherman. Fisherman backflipped away, landing at the top of the stairs.

Dan hefted one of his obsidian scimitars. "Come down here and fight like a man." he said coldly.

"Gladly," Fisherman said. He walked down the steps like he had all the time in the world, and we charged as he smirked at us and raised his fishing rod like an orchestral conductor hefting their baton.

I was going to just rewrite the original chapter when I realized how long this chapter would be if I rewrote the entire thing. So, I decided to split the chapter in two.

Sorry, but this chapter's already long enough, and I probably wouldn't have managed to upload in time if I didn't.

Fisherman's a really fun character to write—mainly because his personality is so wild and unpredictable. I love it.

Anyways, I haven't got much to say here.

Have an amazing weekend!

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