Chapter 6

The Rescuers

The depressed Wheatley silently wondered around the dark cave. He was too miserable to even think of food. He had accidentally founded this cave by falling into an opening he didn't noticed but was too upset to even feel pain. As he walked, carrying an unlighted stick, he mumbled to himself, "Ohh… I feel like I've been like a monster again… I-I mean I-I didn't mean to… but… Oh, I miss George… God knows how long I've been crying in that stupid house that I made just for us… Why did he leave? Agh, I'm so confused! WHOA!"

If he weren't paying attention he would've fallen to his death to a lavafall below him.

Sighing he brought out his wooden planks and began making a bridge across. Suddenly there was a hiss. He looked up just in time to see getting blown up and falling to his death.

(Ah cliffie! D8)

Meanwhile in another cave:

Rick and Craig who held a book in his hand, talked while reading, which was very unusual paraphernalia to take with you in a cave with little lighting, while the other core tried so hard not to strangle him as they walked, torches in hand.

Looking around from the corner of the fact core's eyes he continuously as he read to himself, a bit impossible to do at one but somehow he mastered such an art, "Fact: Stone can be of three different substances; Metamorphic and-"

He couldn't take it anymore, and he shouted at him, making him wince a bit and tore away from his book, "WOULD YOU SHUT UP CRAIG?! Do you see that I don't care? Gah, I should've left you back at fort."

He apparently was oblivious that he was annoying him, "It's not even close to a fort. Fact: a fort—"

"Hey, four-eyes, I know we're supposed to try to get along but you keep rambling on about crap I could really care less about is pissing me off. So let's a game you know a quiet game."

"You are stupid if you can fool me like that. I am not a moron."

He blinked and paused in his steps as well as Craig, that's when they both notice that was Wheatley's line.

Rick sighed, "I sure hope that little moron is ok. Delusional and all…"

"We can't do anything about it now, we must press on like wolves; Fact: the lone wolf can—"

Instantly he tried to block him out by sing his song in his mind.

Surprisingly they haven't ran into any danger yet which made Rick disappointed though they did come across some lava-falls but Fact forced him to stay clear.

Soon they came to a dead end.

"Perfect," Craig commented before he could make a fact about it.

Luckily to save him from any more suffering he covered his mouth with his sweaty hand which he was immediately grossed out by and suddenly said, whipping his mouth, "Ok, I'll stop talking! J-just don't touch me!"

This stunned him a bit but before he could think of why he suddenly said that he heard an explosion and a small muffled scream sounding exactly like…

"Wheatley!" they cried in unison.

Rapidly the danger loving core pulled out his pickaxe after he tossed his torch to Craig which he instantly dodged and shot a glare at him.

Before long he could hear water and when he mined one stone away water rushed through. Quickly he nabbed Craig by the upper torso and shouted over the running water, "Hang on!"

He mined the other stone and soon they were engulfed in water. As fast as the water burst through Rick swam to the other room and headed up to the surface with a struggling human fact core who was trying to breathe.

When they hit the surface Craig gasped for air. He whipped the water out of his eyes and noticed he was still moving towards then saw he was on top of Rick who was still under water and swimming over to 'shore'.

The Adventure core made it over to area with a block below the water. Fact was already off him and standing beside him looking around for any sign of the other human core as Rick stood up, shaking off some water like a dog.

Craig blinked as he felt mostly all the water sprayed on him and glared at him.

He only smiled as he ringed out his hat, "It's just water kitty."

While he placed his hat back on Fact made a small sound like a squeak of surprise.

"What's—? Oh no…"

There he was Wheatley on the stone floor, water seeping into his clothes… and a little pool of blood.

Before anyone could do anything there was another explosion but behind them. Fact suddenly screamed out in pain and collapsed onto his knees gripping his arm.

"Craig!" He knelt beside him and saw that his back was bleeding badly along with his right arm.

Again there was another hiss. Growling he snatched up Fact core and raced over to Wheatley, picking him up. Glancing over his shoulder he saw a Creeper and a skeleton who was aiming right at him. Quickly he took out… string? Yes string. With the string he swung it with his free hand and tossed it up to the ledge, using it as robe. If Craig's facts about the strings strength were correct they'll make it out alive.

He climbed up the string as fast as he could only using one hand as well as trying to dodge flying arrows.

His facts were astonishingly correct. They were making it up to the top where another cave connected and he could see light.

…. Then an arrow struck his arm and he hollered out in pain.

"… Rick…"

His eyes widen slightly and gazed down at the two human cores. Craig gazed up at him weakly through cracked glasses and there were tears in his eyes, "… Please don't let go…"

Slowly he smirked, "I don't count on it four-eyes!"

Then he hauled himself up and soon they were at a small strip of a cave. The never leaving smile was planted on his face and he began walking out of the cave.

Moaning in agony the human intelligence dampening sphere opened his big bright blue eyes and slowly gazed around… this wasn't his home.

It took him a while to find his voice, "… where… where am I?"

"Wow I'm amazed that you're still alive four-eyes."

Wheatley tried to sit up but was met with flaring pain in his chest and yelled in pain.

"Yeah, you probably shouldn't do that until you fully recover."

"Y-ya, b-brilliant idea…" he groaned a bit from the pain, "Aghh… wh-what happened anyway… h-how did you find me?"

"Well we found you actually. We heard the explosion and you screaming so we obviously had no choice but it did leave a mark…"

With that he gazed over beside him.

Out of the corner of Wheatley's eye he saw Craig, shirtless with a rather large gauzes which wrapped around his chest and back. He was motionless and breathed fitfully.

"A creeper snuck up behind us and left a mark that I most likely will never forget…"

He was quiet for a moment but that smile returned, "But hey, at least you're alright."

The poor core began to feel nauseous when he saw the blood collecting on the bandage but he sucked it up and sighed.

"L-listen… I-I am dreadfully sorry for… for yelling at you two… it's my fault we're in this mess and it was my fault that Craig probably dying and I—…"

"Hey, no one's dyin' on my watch especially you two. I'm not going to be alone of this adventure. Plus Craig may look like you, a bit wimpy, no offence, but he can toughen up when he needs to. Cores like us don't die that easily."

Wheatley took this into account and thought about it for a few minutes until his eyes started to grow heavy.

"You just rest Wheaty. You'll need strength here in this world even without your friend. George was it? But don't worry you got us now. And by the way…"

Before long he was about to fall back into deep sleep but before his eyes finally shut he heard Rick three words.

"We forgive you."

Then everything went black.