A New Begining (paused)

Aftermath

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POV Slash

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The sun peeked in through his open window, glaring through his eyelids as he squinted and rolled over. He sat up in bed and let out a deep yawn as he walked through the corridor of the castle. He stood silently as he heard the soft "No more..." coming from a room ahead. He hastened his pace as he looked into Ony's chambers. He found him huddled with a sword plunged through his stomach. Thomas was crouched beside him with a syringe filled with strange liquid and his knife laying at his side. Slash caught sight of the grizzly scene, and dived for Thomas' knife, grabbing it and holding it to his throat.

"HOW COULD YOU!?" He shouted, "AFTER ALL HE HAS DONE FOR YOU?!"

"You know, it's rude to kill a man with his own knife." Slash held the knife closer to his neck, and Thomas sighed. "Look, I didn't put the fucking sword in his chest, alright? I have reason to believe Herobrine did this. Trust me."

"Why should I! Give me one reason," he said

"You have the knife. If you really think I did it, make a sideways motion, and be done with it."

"..."

After a moment, Slash took the blade from Thomas' throat, instead keeping it at his back as he attempted to help Onyx.

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POV change, Thomas

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"Oh fuck..." I breathed as I ran over to Ony's bleeding, mumbling form, dropping my knife (which by now always seemed to be out) and my saddlebag as I checked his pulse.

"No more..." Ony repeated, like some sort of mantra.

"Stay with me Onyx," I said. "You aren't going to die today." I reached into my bag for a stimpacks, wondering who could've done this. Of course, I already had a good notion who...

And then I heard footsteps, and saw someone grab for my knife. I decided not to intervene.

"HOW COULD YOU!?" Slash shouted, digging my own knife into my throat, breaking my concentration. "AFTER ALL HE HAS DONE FOR YOU??!"

I weighed my options. There was an agitated Slash, holding my knife against my throat, because he thought I did this.

Now, I had gotten out of similar positions before, and I could easily put him in a coma, but harming Slash wasn't going to help.

Still... "You know, it's rude to kill a man with his own knife," I said. This made him press the knife harder against my throat. He was clearly getting angrier. I had to defuse the situation before Onyx bleed out. I sighed.

"Look, I didn't put the fucking sword in his chest, alright? I have reason to believe the Herobrine did this. Trust me."

"Why should I! Give me one reason" Slash said

"You're the one with the knife," I stated. "If you really think I did this, just make a sideways motion and be done with it."

He was silent for a moment, contemplating what I just said.

He dropped me, and I immediately went to tend to my patient.

I took a sample of his blood using the device the Brotherhood gave me for Super Mutant samples, then analyzed it with my Pip Boy, which I set to monitor his vitals as well.

"The blade wasn't poisoned," I murmured to myself. That was good. However, the wound could still be infected unless I used a stimpack, which I could not unless I pulled the sword out. After all, nobody wants a sword embedded in their chest for the rest of their lives.

However, that could mean him bleeding out before the stims could kick in.

I attached two super stimpacks on his arm, and started to pull the sword out...

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POV change, Xaria

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She couldn't sleep, a nightmare stealing from her precious hours of sleep. She had been wandering the streets for what seemed like hours, only aiding to what the nightmare of which she had witnessed, her friends getting massacred by monsters. Her village being burned. And... Onyx getting murdered by Herobrine, his will broken.

That almost drove her over the edge, and jolted her from sleep.

The sun rose and she saw it fit to enter the castle. She was walking up the steps when she heard a gut wrenching scream coming from within. Her heart began to pound as she feared for the worst.

Her dream coming true.

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POV change, SIMNAR

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He had been out most of the night, away from the safety of the village, disobeying Onyx's explicit orders. He had taken Tori with her and together they gathered the necessities. But something was off... He felt like he was being watched. The moon shone down on them as they marched through the forest.

"Are we lost?" Tori asked, for the billionth time.

"No... No..." Simnar said, gazing at the map under the faint moonlight.

"Is that a yes, or a no?" She asked

"That's a negative" he said

"Well by the time I'm done with you you'd wish you were..." she said, her eyes glowing an eerie white. She unsheathed a rusty iron sword, and lunged at him with it.

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POV change, Ony

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I lay on the rough stone, as my blood covered the floor. But something was off; the castle had minor, askew details. Like the throne: it was made of a different wood. And Thomas wore his old armor. But the pain... the pain was real. Suddenly gaining a burst of strength, I struggled to my feet, as Herobrine gazed at me, almost bored looking.

"What is the use in fighting?" He said, "You will merely be knocked back down." He laughed. His laugh was very deep, almost bone shaking

I groaned in agony as I pulled the blade from my body.

"In a dream...," I said.

My wound healed and I held the sword high.

"I am god," I said, bringing the sword to bear.

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AND THAT'S THE END OF THIS CHAPTAH!

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