Not All Fun And Games

by Please dont read these stories

Stampy and the gang hear about a new theme park that is supposed to hold every single Minecraft server game. But it turns out to be a trap and the group must complete a variety of different server games if they want to escape. Will they succeed, or will they be defeated by the secret organization known as The Committee?

3. Chapter 3: Enemies

Chapter Three: Enemies

STAMPY'S POV

There, in the doorway not too far away, stood the one and only, the thought to be dead, HitTheTarget.

"Target..." I said in a sinister voice that people usually use when they see their arch nemesis that they thought had been killed.

"Hello, cat," he said in an unnatural voice. He had his hands behind his back and stood in a way that would have made my great aunt cry. "It's a real pleasure to see you again."

I frowned and stood up. The terrain around me was completely dark. I couldn't see a thing but HitTheTarget and the light that shone around him, which still wasn't enough to light up the area of this dark world.

"How did you survive? What are you doing?" I demanded, my cat claws unsheathed.

Target gave a mechanical laugh. "You shall find out soon enough," he said in a deep, robotic voice. "Come," he added turning around. "We have a little surprise for you and your friends."

I stood my ground. "I am not going anywhere near you, HitTheTarget!"

Target stopped and turned to face me again. An evil smile crept across his face. "You will." he said quietly.

With those words, he left through the door, not closing it behind him. I stood there, thinking about what Target meant, how he was here, where here was, and what he was going to do next. I jumped and spun around at the sound of something loud behind me, like the bang of a steel machine. A loud humming noise followed, and it took me a moment to figure out what was going on.

The walls were closing in on me.

My eyes widened when a massive spiked wall came driving towards me, scraping the ground along with it. I turned around and ran towards the door which Target had just went through. The wall was faster than me, and was slowly gaining. I thought I was dead, but I would keep running anyway. I jumped through the entrance, and everything went black. That last thing I heard was a loud ringing noise, which I soon found out was that of my own ears, ringing.

SQUID'S POV

I opened me eyes and looked around. Just darkness everywhere. I touched the ground to get me bearings, and even the grass felt dark and black.

"Stamps!" I called out with a tremble of fear in my voice. "You there, Stamps?"

Nothing.

I stood up, although there was no point. There was nothing to see nothing to hear, and the only smell was pale and dark, with a hint of rotten egg. A light shone at the corner of me eye, and I turned to see it. It seemed a door had opened, and I could see the silhouette of a non-human creature. It wasn't a very attractive creature, and even though you shouldn't judge people by their silhouette, I'm just saying I wouldn't want to go out with it for dinner.

A female voice spoke. "Hello there," it sounded very sinister and disturbed. "Having a lovely evening?"

"Er," I said. "Not exactly. Listen, have yo-"

"Excellent, excellent," the creature interrupted. "I suppose you're wondering why you are here."

"Er, not really," I said plainly. "I'm just wonderi-"

"Well I'll tell you anyway," it interrupted. "I-"

"I don't care, love!" I interrupted angrily. "I just wanna-"

It interrupted me again. "Don't care...?" it said sinisterly and slightly dramatically. "Don't care..." it repeated darkly, sending a chill down my spine. "You will..."