Chapter 8

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~Seto's POV~

"You can't fight me anymore." Herobrine said, walking up to me. He has me on my knees with my hands behind my back, due to magical handcuffs.

"I don't know if you've noticed," I strugged to get out of the handcuffs. "But I'm already fighting you." I said, glaring at him.

Herobrine laughed, chills running up my spine. "Oh, Seto. You are hilarious!" His glowing, soulless eyes stared at me.

5 seconds later, I feel like I've been hit in the stomach by a truck.

"Augh..." I groaned, holding my stomach.

"Every time you refuse, I will inflict more pain. Each time it will become 10 times worse." He said, smiling evilly.

"I'm never going to give up, even if you end up killing me." I said, smiling right back at him.

"Even if you're friends have already given up?" He said, placing his hand on my head.

The next thing I see is all of Team Crafted, standing side by side. Each of them looked different, but I couldn't tell what was different. It could've been the sinister look on their faces...

I saw Mitch grab Jerome's hand, making Jerome look over at him, smiling. They raised their hands in the air triumphantly.

Adam, Ty, and Jason stepped out of the line and walked away, looking like the were reading to destroy the earth. Quentin, Ian, Jerome, Mitch, and some random guy I didn't recongize followed behind them, wearing the same looks on their faces. Jerome and Mitch still held each other's hand as they all walked away.

"Seto, we both know you want to be with them. So I'll make you a deal." He said, somehow making me stand up. "You join me, and you can be with your friends. Deal?"

"Nice try." I said, smirking. "As I said before, I wouldn't-" I paused, noticing that my hands started shaking and I breathing a lot faster.

"'You wouldn't' what?" He mocked, grinning.

"I wouldn't j-join you." I stuttered, trying to hide how weak I felt.

"You don't sound so sure." He said in an annoying tone.

"Yeah, well, I am, so-" I searched my brain for some type of come-back.

Nothing.

"'So', what?" He asked, crossing his arms. "Aw, is the little sorcerer having trouble?" he said in a phony tone.

I was seething with anger. "F*ck off." I said, gritting my teeth.

Instead of saying something that would make me even more angry, he just stood there, staring at me.

"What?" I snapped, narrowing my eyes at him.

He stopped staring and laughed, as if nothing happened. "Have fun, Seto."

And the world faded away.

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