—Pumpkin Base, Farlands. (Enemy POV)-
A group of 3 players wearing pumpkins were rushing into a large base almost completely out of obsidian. Two endermen were locked in cages at either side of the massive piston door in the front, made from end stone. As they approached the door, it opened for them and they ventured into the base. There were endermen all over the place, staring the players down as they walked towards one of the staircases, leading to a room. Opening the door, there was one more player in that room, brewing potions, with a command block sitting on the counter. One of the players stepped forward.
"Sir, the incursion movement has been hindered." they said.
The player at the brewing station stopped to turn towards them.
"What?"
"One of the incursion groups was attacked last night, sir."
"Attacked? By who?"
"We don't know."
"Oh yeah… one of our groups from the biggest clan on this server was attacked last night, and you didn't see a thing." The player said, banging his blocky fist on the table. "NOTHING AT ALL?"
"Well, we uh… we were able to read off one of the usernames of the players involved."
"Give it to me."
"Um, we don't know for sure, but I believe it's like… Ass-Hunter-69 or something like that?"
The player grabbed a potion off the brewing station and threw it at a wall, startling the others.
"THAT GROUP GOT TAKEN OUT BY A FUCKING TROLL?" He screamed in anger. "I WANT TO SEE BRAIN RIGHT NOW! BRING HIM TO ME!"
"Oh, perhaps you haven't heard."
"WHAT?"
"Brian is dead. That troll guy killed him."
Taking another potion off the brewing station, he took a sip. "This is unacceptable." He stated. "Find him."
"We don't know where he i–"
"You dumbasses, WHERE DID YOU SEE THEM LAST?"
"Uh… I believe they went for the village…"
"Then go towards that way. And I don't want to see your faces in here again, unless you bring that AssHunter kid along with you."
The players stood still.
"WELL? GO!"
The players rushed out of the room, taking their pumpkin masks off as they went out the base.
—Desert Biome—
The 3 players trekked across the sandy plains in the dead of night, holding torches in front of them, along with swords.
"That kid's got some nerve." one of the players said. "But he's got some balls to be messing with us, I'll give him that."
"How the hell are we gonna find this guy, Rick?" someone in the back said.
"Use your eyeballs dumbass…" The frontman answered. sarcastically
"Oh wow, thanks for the obvious answer sherlock" the backman spat back.
"Well, when you ask a dumb question, you are gonna get a dumb answer. Now less complaining, and more looking."
Up ahead in the distance, there were a bunch of slimes that had not seen them yet.
"Watch out, we got company." One of the players said, pulling out a bow and taking aim.
"Rick, what makes you think searching here is going to get us close to him anyways?"
"Because this is where we saw them last."
"Yea keyword, LAST saw them. For fucks sake, they could be somewhere completely far away from here, while we are here trying to sniff them out like dogs."
"Hey now, we can't just assume they already got that far from us after killing one of our boys."
'Whatever." brandishing his flaming diamond sword, Rick started running towards the slime holding his blade high above his head. Hearing his comrade shout, Rick rolled to the right side allowing the arrow to pass him hitting the slime square in the face, watching the slime multiply into smaller forms, he took his and swung down on them with many strikes mowing them down faster than a white dad on a bright saturday morning. Soon enough, the slimes were gone.
One of the players behind Rick sighed. "I want to go home and go to sleep."
"You heard what John said. We aren't coming back till we find that son of a bitch."
"Does he want him alive? Cause if he doesn't, I'm going to have so much fun killing him." One of the players said.
"Shut up, will ya?" Rick blurted, trying to listen out for more mobs. Nearby, a creeper hissed. Turning to the direction of the sound, Rick spotted two creepers and a horde of skeletons.
"Finally." Rick thought to himself. "More bones to build up my wolf army."
He started running towards the skeletons.
"Rick, wait!"
"I'll be fine!" He hollered, as all the skeletons spotted him and immediately took aim at him. Pulling out a shield, Rick held it in front of him as an ocean of arrows rained upon it. Approaching the crowd, he slashed the closest skeleton to him, knocking it back several blocks and setting it on fire. The other skeletons had shots already prepared, sending them straight into his shield, taking a few extra points off its durability. As the skeleton continued burning and running around, Rick continued attacking them, the flames of the skeletons set aflame by Rick's enchanted sword combined to create a raging fire. Suddenly, the ground around Rick dropped by two blocks, revealing dispensers in the wall.
"What the–"
As the dispensers activated, the 2 block deep pit filled with water, another hole opening up in the corner. All the skeletons were extinguished and began aiming at Rick again, as he quickly grabbed onto the side. The current dragged the skeletons closer to the hole, as Rick was struggling to hold on. As they fired, one of the arrows hit his leg, causing his grip to loosen, and he was swooped up in the current and down the hole as well. After what seemed to be a really short drop, Rick landed in a giant glass cage along with all the skeletons, the floor of the cage being entirely made out of hoppers. Looking around the area outside the cage while holding his shield out, he immediately recognized what this was.
This was a mob farm.
Looking to one of the walls, there was one that wasn't made of glass. It was a line of more dispensers. As the skeletons prepared to aim, the dispensers began to rapid fire poison arrows. Holding his shield up, Rick crouched down to avoid getting hit by any of them. As the arrows showered on the skeletons, they each died one by one, their bones falling into the hoppers below and disappearing. Once all the skeletons were dead, the dispensers stopped. Rick stood up, putting his shield away, as some female player with red hair came into view.
"Hey!" Rick hollered, startling her.
"WHAT THE FUCK?" She yelled, looking at Rick. "How the…"
"Mind getting me out?" Rick asked, looking towards his flaming diamond sword.
"Why, so you can kill me with… that?" the player replied, pointing to the sword.
"Oh, I'm sorry for scaring you." Rick said, putting the sword away. "That was supposed to be for the skeletons, but you kind of stole those kills from me."
"Yeah, that's the point of a mob trap." The other player replied, getting out an enchanted pickaxe and breaking the glass. As it broke, Rick stepped out of the glass cage and onto the floor.
"Nice place you got here, miss…?"
"Why should I tell you my name?" She asked.
"My name's Rick. There, I told you mine."
"Doesn't make it any better." She replied. "I'll lead you to the exit."
As they walked through the hallway, Rick looked around.
"You must feel pretty lonesome around here in this huge ass underground base." Rick stated.
"I don't feel alone at all, in fact, a few others just blew by here a couple of hours ago." She replied.
"Wait…"
"What..?"
"Who?"
"Why?" The female replied. "Looking for someone?"
"Yes. you know who they were?"
"I believe the main leader's name is Mike." She replied. "I forgot about all the others."
"Did you get a view of his username?" Rick asked, stopping in his tracks.
The girl paused for a second.
"Uh… I believe it was… Ass-somethi–"
Rick grabbed her, pinned her against the wall and took his flaming sword out.
"H-Hey! Let go of me!" She said, reaching into her inventory for her own sword. Rick placed his sword milimeters away from her chin, it's flame making her sweat, as she lowered her hand.
"First I got some dude and his girl with some goonies, and now some yandere bitch?" She mumbled to herself.
"Who else was with him?" Rick asked.
"I ain't telling you shit."
"Then you're coming with me."
"You think you're going to be able to make me? You're in a redstone house buddy. This place is lathered with traps."
Rick held the blade closer to her face.
"Come with me, or you'll burn to death before you get the chance to activate any of them."
The girl paused for a second to process her situation, letting out a sigh.
"O–okay…"
"Now, I'm going to take this blade away from your face, and you're going to lead me to the exit, and follow me. Understand?"
"Yes."
Rick put away his flaming sword. Loosening his grip, the girl tried making a run for it, but her attempt was quickly stopped by Rick, as he grabbed her from behind and pulled her back.
"That was a bad choice." Rick said, pulling out a potion from his inventory and taking the cap off.
Tears began forming around her eyes. "LET ME GO!" She screamed, as Rick shoved the neck of the bottle down her throat, the girl choking on the potion as she was forced to drink it all. She groaned in pain as the now empty bottle dropped to the floor, her player model pulsing red.
"Y-you…"
"You're crazy…"
Soon after, she fell unconscious in Rick's arms. Picking her up, he looked around the place.
"Dammit girl, you really made me find the exit myself, huh." He mumbled to himself, walking down the hall.
—Back at the surface—
As Rick arose from the upwards tunnel he had dug out manually, he immediately saw the two others looking for him.
"HEY!" He yelled, immediately getting their attention. As they approached him, they took a look at the unconscious player that he was carrying.
"What the… who the fuck is that?" One of them asked.
"Our ticket to the guy we're looking for." Rick said, swiping his hand around to open what appeared to be a private chat screen.
"Hey Josh!" Rick said.
"I said, I do not want to hear from y–"
"We found a clue." Rick said, pointing to the unconscious girl.
"You mean, you pulled another bitch?" Josh replied.
"She might know where that Ass Hunter guy went." Rick replied.
"Oh, in that case, brilliant. Bring her to the base near the mountains. Perhaps we can use her for intel."
"Roger." Rick said, closing the chat.
"What the hell man… We were looking for that kid, not… whoever she is…" one of the guys stated.
"Relax." Rick replied. "She'll be on our side."
"You sure about that?" one of them said, pointing to her. "Looks to me like you kidnapped her. Maybe even kill–"
"I didn't kill her you retards." Rick answered. "I gave her a poison II potion that lowered her health down to half a heart, so she won't wake up, unless we want her to."
"You're a sick man, Rick."
"Don't judge me."
As they continued walking, they changed course into the forest.
"You two stay in front of me. I can't fight if I have to deal with her." Rick said.
"Whatever you say."
—Enemy Mountain Base—
As Rick and the two others entered the base inside of the mountain, one of the players switched all the lights on.
"Let's get some sleep and discuss what we're going to do tomorrow." One of the players suggested.
"I agree, I'm tired as shit." the other replied.
Rick sighed. "Fine."
As the two others went to other rooms to get ready for bed, Rick carried the girl to a room locked with an iron door. Closing it behind him, he set her down gently on the bed in the corner, emptied some of his items into a chest except for his sword and other weapons, then approached the girl. Trying to search her inventory, he found one weapon, an iron sword. Taking it, he shoved it into his inventory and laid down besides her, turning towards the door.
"Don't wanna have you wake up and try killing me in the middle of the night…" Rick said to himself, chuckling.
