Yes. Me. Posting a chapter. Yay. I did a count of how many updates vs chapters there were, turns out only 9/15 chaps were actually chapters. Wow, I am pathetic as hell. But you guys still showed your support, encouraging me to post another one. You silver tongued devils yall are. :P Anyways, here's another chapter, enjoy pls. (PS DON'T KILL ME) ALSO GET READY FOR FLUFF 3 3
The Stranger and the White Pumpkin clashed their weapons, causing the loudest shing Petra ever heard like that.
The White Pumpkin stumbled back, arms actually sore from the blow "This guy's good..." White Pumpkin thought to himself.
The Stranger ran at an almost inhuman speed, constantly twitching from rage most likely.
He swung at the White Pumpkin aggressively, The White Pumpkin was shook a little but managed to block the attacker.
It continued for a good 20 secs of Stranger's swinging aggressively and White Pumpkin fending off his attacks.
Luck sang for him, and broke his guard. But The Stranger's crazy swinging lost control, and instead of getting the killing blow, the blunt side of the sword struck White Pumpkin's side, causing a sickening crack to be heard.
The White Pumpkin clutched at his side in pain. "Agh! Why you little-!"
To The Stranger's surprise, White Pumpkin actually turned and ran past the spider's behind the fire?
He charged after him, running past the surprised onlookers who fended off the spiders and ran into the fireplace.
But then, a hidden door shut behind him.
Cursing under his breath, he kept going, not wanting to lose White Pumpkin.
He turned, and saw a wooden stairway, with the White Pumpkin patiently waiting for him.
"Try to keep up!"
Not missing a beat, he stepped on a pressure plate, revealing dispensers above Stranger's head.
He rolled forward, poison arrow's almost nicking him, but the White Pumpkin was already going ahead.
He ran after, and saw the White Pumpkin in front of some blocks.
While he charged forward, the White Pumpkin idly pulled a lever.
"Look out! HA! HA!"
The blocks underneath Stranger's feet collapsed, causing him to fall into..."
Soul sand?
The Stranger sat confused, then to his horror, blocks behind him disappeared, revealing lava.
He walked as fast as he could, lava glowing and hissing, deadly as ever an chasing after him.
After a few seconds of panic, he broke the block in his path, and simply jumped up.
Meanwhile the White Pumpkin stood, flipping a ender pearl like a coin.
The Stranger once again charged after him, but the White Pumpkin simply readied his arm.
"Your luck's about to run out!" And hurled the Ender Pearl, escaping The Stranger's grasp.
He chased after, taking his time to put away his mask.
Jesse saw that the White Pumpkin had cut away one of the paintings with his axe.
He hopped out, and saw him running up a short pair of stairs into another library.
"Hey you, stop!" He pursued, not noticing the door opening revealing Petra and the others.
Jesse arrived in the darkened room, expecting to see the White Pumpkin.
Unfortunately, all he got was a burning pain in his arm, then for something to whack him on his head.
Jesse clutched his head in agony, and then was hit with an uppercut, causing blood to spurt out of his mouth and nose, knocking him out cold.
"Well, he's not the guy I wanted, but beggars can't be choosers."
The White Pumpkin raised his axe for the killing blow, but was momentarily distracted by a rather loud noise.
Coming from none other than Petra, who didn't waste time getting her sword out, and punched the White Pumpkin in the stomach as hard as she could.
The White Pumpkin stumbled back, and spat out a small amount of blood himself.
Enraged, the White Pumpkin was going to get his axe back, but saw Petra.
She stood crouched over Jesse's unconscious form protectively, like a wolf protecting her cub.
She had also swiped his the White Pumpkin's axe, which she gripped tightly, challenging him.
Her hands trembled from rage, but she was completely still otherwise.
Unnerved, the White Pumpkin decided it would be a good time to retreat, and ran back into the darkness.
Petra did not move until she heard the others run in, shouting questions.
"What's going on?"
"Where's White Pumpkin?"
"Why is Jesse bleeding?"
Petra cradled Jesse's unconscious body, and tending to his arm wound.
"White Pumpkin, here." was all she said.
After fixing Jesse up, Jesse began to stir, but still in much pain.
Petra's heart shattered when he couldn't open his eyes, but tears ran down his face.
His breathing also seemed irregular, from panic or pain.
No one dared to speak to Petra, as she sat stroking Jesse hair and whispering soothing words of comfort attempting to calm Jesse.
Jesse struggled to open his eyes, his entire head was aching horribly, every heartbeat send a wave of sharp pain through his head.
He didn't even realize he was crying a little. Jesse was hurting too much to notice.
Then he felt a new sensation on his head, it was soft and delicate. Someone was running their fingers through his hair.
He heard a feminine voice whispering words, he couldn't understand, but they had a calming, soft voice.
He thought he should wake up and find out what was happening, but the person holding him was lulling him back to sleep.
"Perhaps..." He thought, "It wouldn't hurt to sleep for a few more minutes..."
Petra smiled under her mask as she saw Jesse move closer in her embrace, almost nuzzling her, and began to sleep. He was kinda cute when he did that.
She then began thinking hard. "I should of noticed Jesse wasn't in the library during the fight with the White Pumpkin. Poor Jesse."
Everyone one else was not so calm about the situation.
It was a slightly unsettling sight, Petra sat in the middle of the room humming softly to a limp, (but breathing) bleeding Jesse.
But she was oddly calm. She had a bit of a nostalgic moment.
Believe it or not this wasn't the first time she held Jesse like this, that was long back.
Back before the witherstorm was even a concern.
FLASHBACK
Jesse was running away from the building competition, tears running down his face.
It was his first time entering, and they had been laughed at made complete fools infront of everyone.
He just turned and ran, despite his friends protests.
Even though he knew running probably wouldn't solve problems most of the time, his body just screamed to get away from the pain. Run.
He lost track on how long he had ran, he didn't even know where he was. But eventually, like any human being, he had begun to get exhausted.
The pace he ran at began to slow, and he collapsed.
There Jesse sat, refusing to sob, but tears threatened to leak out from his eyes.
It felt like hours until he heard someone call to him.
"Jesse! Hey, didn't think I'd run into you out here!"
Oh no. It was Petra. She couldn't see him like this.
"Jesse? Hello? Earth to Jesse?"
He stared at the ground, and knew Petra was about 4 feet from him.
"You-" She stopped when she heard him sniffle.
"Jesse? Are you ok?"
'Just go away...' he thought.
He prayed that she would just leave, wasn't he enough of an wimp?
Jesse felt a hand on his chin. He internally begged for her to stop, to leave. He felt so useless and worthless. He'd done a stupid job convincing his friends to try at the building contest, and they had listened.
Now they were paying for his stupid mistakes. He hated himself so much HE FELT SO WORTHLESS-
The hand began to lift his chin up, he wanted to slap it away, spare Petra of having to see him like this.
But he didn't resist. He couldn't move his arms.
He was now looking into the eyes of Petra. Her eyes were...entrancing. He couldn't look away.
She noticed the tears running down Jesse's face. She lifted a finger and wiped them away.
He couldn't hold it in. He started sobbing. His body racked with each sob.
Petra softly embraced him, burying Jesse's head in her chest and rested her chin on his head.
"It's ok Jesse."
Jesse still silently sobbed. He felt no different.
Not until Petra began humming softly and rocking him back in forth gently.
Then Jesse's sobs evened out into small breathing, and his chest rose and fell calmly.
His negative thought process slowly wore away after what felt like hours, but in reality was a few small minutes.
Soon he closed his eyes, and was asleep.
It took Petra about 30 seconds to realize Jesse was fast asleep.
She smiled and carried him bridal style. His friends were probably worried sick, including Reuben.
"Sweet dreams hero boy."
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