"Looks a little sophisticated for you, Jesse," Aiden continued.

"Order of the Losers," Maya sneered at them.

"Yeah, Losers," Gill added, grinning at them nastily. The two of them stood behind the dark-brown haired male with celery green eyes (Jesse really did not like celery, but decided not to mention this fact to him).

"Are you here to make trouble?" Jesse asked tiredly. "Because... it's past midnight, you're all wearing armor, and you're insulting me. I honestly don't care about that, but I wanna go take a nap after I stop being all hyped up on adrenaline. Can you please make this quick?"

"Oh, I see," Aiden sneered. "The 'Order of the Stone' is so fancy they don't have time to play anymore."

Jesse internally facepalmed. This was not going well already.

"So, what are you Ocelots doing here anyway?" Olivia asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

Aiden laughed. "The Ocelots were Lukas's gang. We ditched that name just like we ditched him."

Jesse's eyes widened, and her fists tightened as her lower arms put the flint and steel back in her pocket. She might've had a falling out with Lukas, but he was still her friend, and there was no way in hell Jesse was just going to let that pass without saying something.

"Yeah, we rebranded!" Maya said, turning around to reveal two Blaze Rods (Petra scowled at that), "we're the Blaze Rods now!"

Gill threw his arms in the air. "Blaze Rods!" he cheered.

"Shut up, Gill," Aiden snapped at Gill, who gave the leader a sheepish look.

"Oh, that's too bad. I thought Ocelots was wayy cooler," Jesse responded, crossing her arms primly. She still wasn't all that used to the sensation of all her arms crossing, and barely repressed a slight shudder.

"That's what I said!" Gill spoke up again, waving his arms as he gave Jesse a grin.

Aiden glared at the male again, celery-green eyes flashing. "Shut up, Gill!"

"Where's Lukas, huh?" Aiden asked, stalking towards Jesse and past her, "the minute the Order decided you were cool-"

"For whatever reason-"

"-he wouldn't stop sniffing around you like a tamed dog. Ironic, 'cause he's an ocelot hybrid," and Aiden sneered.

Petra glared at the bully as well. "You take that back!" she snapped.

Jesse glared at Aiden, her eyes slowly beginning to turn red, "Lukas wanted to leave us to risk his neck and save you guys- for whatever reason," she mimicked Maya, "and this is how you talk about him?!"

Aiden sent Jesse a look, before waving at her arms. "You probably think that flint and steel and your 'being a hybrid' and all that makes you so special."

"No, not really."

"Classic Jesse," Aiden said, ignoring Jesse's comment, before stomping his foot, "You take all the best stuff and never give anyone else a chance. That should've been ours!"

Jesse arched her eyebrow at that. "The flint and steel? Sure, I'll rewind time and you can go solve an infuriating lever puzzle, fight through fifty mobs involving zombies and cave spiders, run up the staircase while it's being set on fire and disappearing, avoid lava falls, climb up a wall, fight cave spiders WHILE climbing up the wall, throw your sword at the tunnel opening so it doesn't trap you in the Temple of Doom, and yank your sword out before cave spiders come through and eat your face. Do you wanna do that? Aiden, we earned this fair and square."

Aiden sneered at that. "Nothing you've done has ever been fair and square, Jesse."

"You forget all the times you beat us at the Endercon Building competition. And the fact that you tried to destroy our build two months ago by pouring lava everywhere," Jesse pointed out.

A shing! as Aiden drew his sword, pointing it at Jesse. "Hand over the flint and steel, Jesse. Don't make me ask again."

Jesse looked at the sword, then back at Aiden. She arched her eyebrow. "I'm going to have to say no."

"It's not enough you got to save the world-"

"Excuse me," Jesse hissed, glaring at Aiden. "Saving the world wasn't a joyride. Do you know how stressful it was? Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if I got diagnosed with Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, what with all the nightmares you get with it. You think it's fun? Fine. Next time a huge monstrous Wither decides to spawn and it can't be destroyed except with a special weapon, then I'll let you go handle it. You can see how fun it is while you're being petrified half the time and almost dying the other half, thank you very much."

Aiden glared, jabbing the sword more insistently at Jesse.

Axel began to hiss, softly. His eyes dilated as Petra drew her own sword, flicking it out as flames began to gently glow along the blade of the sword. Olivia's arms straightened, and she looked at them through bright eyes. Seeing her friends getting ready for a fight, Jesse reluctantly drew her own sword.

"Some hero you are, Jesse," Aiden sneered. "You couldn't even save your own dumb pig."

Jesse didn't remember jumping on him, but she suddenly found herself looming over Aiden, with her sword pressed to his throat, his eyes wide as he stared up at her enraged expression, tears building up in her throat and eyes.

"You talk about Reuben like that again," she said, voice so low and soft and dangerous she could barely hear it, "you talk about him like that again and I will not hesitate, I'll kill you. Got it?"

Aiden just gulped nervously, as Jesse got off of him, her fists clenched in rage to keep them from shaking.

"Fine," he said, giving her a look of pure loathing, sheathing his sword. Everyone relaxed, following suit and putting their swords away as Jesse returned the look.

"Oh, and one more thing," Jesse added, as Aiden opened his mouth to say something, "if you can't say something nice, don't say it at all." And she raised a finger and fired.

A web fired from her finger and hit right on his lips, sticking them together. He started grabbing at the web, getting the sticky white thing all over his fingers as he grabbed and pulled fiercely, panic in his eyes, before shooting Jesse another look and beginning to walk off.

"Blaze Rods!" Gill cheered again, before he was given a harsh shove by the dark-brown haired male, who was giving Gill a look of pure anger, before shooting one more glare that promised a slow and painful death and walking off after Maya.

"Okay... I'm officially starting to get a bad feeling about Aiden," Jesse said, crossing her arms and quickly dashing her hand across the back of her eyes and frowning after him. "Threatening people, enchanting his sword... I hope he doesn't hurt anyone."

"Yeah, we need to keep an eye out," Petra agreed.

"Yeah... anyways," Jesse looked back at her friends, "I think I'm going to ask Ivor if he knows anything about the flint and steel. He WAS the one who told us about the temple in the first place.

And they walked back home, the temple glowing behind them.

A/N: Anyone else worried about Aiden? Because I have the feeling that Jesse's going to murder him for talking about Reuben like that.

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