Author's Note:

...snore…huh? What? I haven't updated in a month? Oh, hehe, sorry. School just ended for me, and I needed to take a break from thinking for a bit.

So I bet you all are wondering: "Waa, Team Crafted is captured? How could this be? What ever could have happened?" Oh, you're not thinking that? Well, um, just pretend. Ahem...here we'll see what happened to the group, who if you remember, all were noticed missing at around the same time of Ian's little experiment accident.

Ch. 3

TEAM CRAFTED KIDNAP LIST

X HuskyMudkipz

Quentin was lounging on a lily pad, sunbathing in the midday sun. Unlike the other members of the team, who would have hesitated being surrounded by their enemy's natural habitat, Quentin was completely at home in his secluded pond in the wilderness. Besides, even if the squids did try any mischief in his pond, he could simply ignite the many underwater TNT that he had set up. So, with his afternoon completely free, he figured that this was the best way to spend the weekend. Sometimes, a Mudkip just needed to relax.

He heard the shuffling of feet by the shore, which he quickly understood to be human. Mitch? Adam? Opening an eye, he peered in that direction. It wasn't anyone he recognized. "Can I help you?" Before he could examine the figure closer, a pokeball was thrown at him and landed at his feet. "Uh oh…" The ball burst open, and white light dragged him inside and closed. It shook three times, then stopped. The Mudkip was caught.

X SkythekidRS/Deadlox/MinecraftUniverse

"Haha, Ty, you're better at parkour in real life than on the computer!"

"Hey, at least I'm not purposely hitting people off!"

"Guys, is now a bad time to say that I'm at the end?"

Adam, Ty, and Jason were all playing Minecraft, a blocky, low-quality game Ian had invented. The three had recorded playing the game together and posted videos on a website called Youtube. They got pretty popular on that site, Adam being one of the most subscribed members. Currently, they were on a parkour map made by xrpmx13, an amateur map-maker, but still managed to keep the three frustrated for the past two hours.

"Guys, can we stop the recording for a minute? I need to get some soda." Adam asked, coughing for emphasis.

"Okay sure, go run away and cry your tears of defeat." Ty laughed. Rolling his eyes, Adam took off his headphones and got up, stretching.

As he bent over looking through his fridge, he heard his doorbell ring. Aw c'mon, all I wanted was a root beer… Sighing, he went to answer the door. Before he knew it, a rag of chloroform was shoved in his face, and he was knocked out instantly.

"Hey Jason, what do you think's keeping Sky?" Ty asked, boredly spinning around in his chair.

"No telling. It's been at least thirty minutes."

"I think I'll go run by his place, see if everything's okay. Be right back." Ty left his computer and went to his garage, where his red ferfari was waiting. He liked to take joyrides around the country in his sweet ride, going as fast as he pleased without retribution. This time though, he just needed to drive to Sky's castle and see if everything was on the up-and-up.

Ty winced as he felt the left side of his face sting. He shrugged it off. Probably nothing. As he backed out, he looked through his rear-view mirror, and that was when he noticed a figure crouched behind him. With a firm hit to the head, he was out.

Okay, this is getting weird. Where are they? Jason had already tried texting the Adam and Ty, but neither had responded. The later it got, the more he worried. I'm sure it's nothing, but maybe I should go head down and see what's going on. He rose and grabbed his blue spacesuit, along with his jetpack. His pets Jeffrey the pig and Dillon the bat then came in the room, confused expressions on their faces.

"Don't worry guys, I'm just going out for a while. I'll be back soon. Dillon, you're in charge." Dillon smiled and looked at Jeffrey with a sneer.

Jason put on his helmet, flipped the latch that closed it, and left his base, moonwalking out into open space. It was eerily quiet, so he turned on music that played through his headset. He liked to play around with music, and had already posted an album of selfmade dubstep music. He fired up his jetpack and blasted off towards his rocketship landing pad.They're probably just playing around in the castle and got sidetracked. Jason reassured himself.

His helmet suddenly flipped open. What?! The cold emptiness of space hit him, and he frantically tried to close it, but the latch was strangely malfunctioning. Losing oxygen, he passed out, hitting the ground with a light thud.

X BajanCanadian/JeromeASF

"Mitch! We've got two on our tails!"

"Don't you worry Jerome, just follow me!"

Two figures ran through the forest, who were none other than Mitch and Jerome. They were in the middle of a round of their famous Hunger Games, and as they sprinted through the forest, they ducked inside a shed for cover and froze until they heard their pursuers go away.

Panting, the two checked their wristbands, an invention of Ian's, that told them their health, players still in the game, and the time left in the match. As Mitch adjusted his armor, Jerome was bent over, looking inside a chest.

"Anything good?" Mitch took off his helmet and fixed his spiky brown hair, frowning at his hat-hair but ignoring it. Grinning, Jerome pulled out two paintball guns. "Aw yeah, we're stacked! Not as good as Betty, but it'll do!" The two armed themselves and took off into the forest once more.

"So, there are a few more people left, so we should probably-" Mitch felt a sharp blow hit his helmet, and his wristband vibrated to show he had taken damage. "Get down!" The two hit the dirt and spotted a sniper shooting at them in the trees. Mitch pulled out his gun and shot once, twice, three times, and that person was out of the game.

"You alright Mitch-buddy?" Jerome asked, helping him up.

"Yeah, he took off a couple hearts though." He frowned at his wristband, but then noticed, "There's only three left in! That means there's only one other guy, and..."

"We're going to deathmatch!" The two cheered excitedly. Their bracelets began to glow, indicating that they were about to be teleported to the center. This was technology they had borrowed from Jason, who had been experimenting with endermen pearls.

In a few moments, they found themselves back at the center of the playing field, where the cornucopia (which had long been repaired after the war) stood proudly. The two then got to see their target opposite from them, a young brunette girl with warm brown eyes and hair pulled in a tight ponytail. She appeared to be harmless, but as they had already learned before, you should never underestimate your enemy. The two darted off their pedestals and ran at her, going around the cornucopia from both sides. Even when they were just feet away, the girl made no movement, and only smiled at them.

Okay... this is starting to get creepy... Mitch cocked his paintball gun. Let's just get this over with. Right as he did this however, the girl frowned, and their weapons suddenly flew from their hands. The girl's eyes flashed dark blue, and they knew no more.

So yeah… I just thought I'd fill you guys in on what happened before I went any further. This was a bit rushed, but my sister had been badgering me like none other for the past week, so I tried to hurry and finish this before school let out. Well, I failed by one day.

Ever heard of that urban myth called 'Killer in the Backseat'? The story goes that a woman was driving alone at night when the car behind her starts flashing his lights and tailgating her. This guy was starting to get on her nerves, so she pulled into a gas station to get off the road. She realized too late that the man in the car was trying to warn her that there was a man hiding in her backseat, who promptly killed her when she pulled over. Moral of the story? Don't judge someone based on appearance. Uh, anyway, Deadlox's situation was somewhat based off of that. All creepiness aside, I've got the next chapter pretty much planned out, so it shouldn't be long before I post again. So...stay tuned!

By the way, the misspelling of 'ferfari' was intentional. ;)