"Whoa, no way dude!" Jesse could hear someone speaking over the numb feeling in her body, "I got a double!"
Jesse looked up, to see the blonde from earlier jumping and pumping her fist in the air.
Jesse didn't know what she was doing, but suddenly she was storming towards the blond girl with sword in hand, hand so tight on the hilt it was practically breaking, red eye glowing with utter fury and heart hurting so much that it almost hurt to inhale, a hissing sound coming out of her lungs as she slammed into the girl, sending her flying backwards.
"Whoa!" the girl exclaimed, scrambling away from Jesse as the black-haired girl stalked towards her, "this is a misunderstanding, dude! What are you doing?!"
"Hey!" barked a voice, and Jesse, feeling cold and numb and in pain, turned her head almost mechanically to look at the brown-haired girl from earlier, who was glaring at her. "Using weapons is against the rules!"
Jesse blinked slowly, mechanically, eye still glowing. "'Rules?'" she asked, voice sounding colder than ice.
"Not cool, dude," some guy up in the... 'bleachers' or whatever the heck they were said darkly, trotting down towards the spider hybrid, "so NOT COOL."
And he chucked a block of TNT at Jesse.
Jesse felt rage welling up in her, cutting over the numbness- why was she so damn numb right now?- and with a scream, she slammed the blade into the TNT, sending it flying back at the guy and making him let out a yell as he was blasted off the 'bleachers'.
"Slab is down!" called a voice, "I repeat, Slab is down!"
Jesse kept advancing toward the blonde, when suddenly she saw a flash of green, and looked up.
Immediately her numbing rage was stripped away, mouth falling open just a bit, so barely that it would've taken a miracle to see it.
Standing a little ways behind the blonde, there was a boy about Jesse's height standing there, the boy in the beanie. His chocolate brown hair was mashed beneath the beanie, and his emerald-green eyes- exactly the same as Jesse's- were wide as he stared at her.
Jesse lowered her sword slowly, staring at the boy, mouth hanging open even more now.
"Stop the match!" shouted the eerily familiar voice, but Jesse wasn't paying attention to that voice, she was staring at someone who looked eerily familiar, someone who she hadn't seen in over ten years.
Jesse lowered her sword, the shouts of the announcers being blocked out, and stepped over the quaking blonde, going over to the brown-haired boy, who looked equally stunned.
"Jesse?" Petra asked, but Jesse still wasn't paying attention.
She slowly raised her upper right hand into a fist, staring at the boy, who slowly raised his fist and bumped it against hers. The two of them then slapped their palms together in a high five, and then wound their pinkies into a pinkie promise. Jesse then shakily pulled her hand back, and crossed her heart, which he matched, and then they both slowly covered their eyes.
For a moment, the two of them stood there, one of each lowering their arms, still staring.
And then Jesse tackled him off the platform.
"That's against the rules, right?" the guy Jesse had rebounded the TNT at- Slab, she was fairly certain- asked, glaring at the spider hybrid, who was currently on the floor on top of the boy and hugging him tightly, both of them hugging each other as if their life depended on it and speaking over each other in a blur of words.
"I can't believe it you're here-"
"How in the world did you get here, I don't believe it-"
"You're okay, you're actually okay-"
"How did you remember me?!-"
"Jace, do you know this chick?" asked the blonde, looking confused.
Jesse let go of him, turning to stare at the blonde, Petra's mouth (Petra was standing a little ways behind her) open as her eyes flicked between Jesse and Jace, eyes widening to the size of saucers.
"You could say that," the boy said, in a surprisingly steady voice as his head swivelled to face her, "this is my twin sister."
The blonde's eyes widened, and she turned to look at Jesse again, a small, nervous smile coming over her face. "I didn't think we could throw TNT back AT the gladiators. Nice one, brah."
Jesse stared at her, then back at Jace. "It's you," she said breathlessly, mouth still hanging open. "It's really you."
Jace was staring at Jesse as well, as if he was trying to drink in every last detail of the black-haired spider hybrid, extra arms and all. "Yeah," he agreed, sounding out of breath as he slowly pulled off his beanie to reveal a pair of brown wolf ears, that twitched slightly on his head, "yeah."
And then suddenly started, blinking at her. "Oh... okay, now I'm starting to see why you got so pissed off... this is kind of confusing for you, isn't it?"
Jesse stared at her brother, a flatter look coming over her face. She was starting to go numb inside again. "Confusing is putting it mildly. What in the name of frickin' Notch is going on here?" she asked, spreading her arms.
"Hang on, dude," the blonde girl spoke up, making the twins look back at her simultaneously, "none of us are in charge here. It's them." And she pointed, Jesse's gaze following her hand to platform way up there. Jesse didn't have the BEST of vision, but she could make out a woman with pale blue hair and a red outfit, a man with white hair wearing a purple outfit (Jesse felt chills run up her spine at the familiar purple outfit- it was the man who'd taken her brother from her) and a man with dark skin and a white beard, wearing green.
"Yes, WE'RE the ones in charge here," the pale-blue-haired woman said, sharply.
"And we have never had to stop a match," the man in the purple suit said, equally sharply, "Ever."
Jesse's fists clenched as she glared at him, feeling anger, but a duller sense of it flaring in the pit of her stomach.
"It definitely is strange, Mevia," the man in green said, "what is going on here?"
"I want an explanation," the man in the purple suit said sharply, "immediately."
And the three of them started building their way down, in a spiraling staircase of obsidian, gold, and iron, slamming into the ground and strolling over to them.
"I think," Jesse said faintly, making Petra glance at her, "we've just met the Old Builders."
A/N: (is screaming internally because I'm at my mom's office) HOLY CRAP I'M GETTING ALL HYPED UP ON ADRENALINE AND I'M THE ONE WRITING THIS STORY LIKE HOLY FRICKIN' CRAP
Okay... I'm calm now :)
LittleAngelbun: Here have an update
rebekahtpe: Be smart. I don't know why (shrugs with a grin)
angelwings: Sure, go ahead!
ChoyofBonk: Lol xD
Toni42: Actually, no they're not, surprisingly. Though the Old Builders DO think about it :) You'll see how I manage to wrangle them a good deal. And thank you for the four-eyed smiley ::)
RapidSammi: Oh dear... Aiden, run. And thanks! ... is that good or bad?
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