Prison of the dead (Labyrinth of Monsters' sequel) A hermitcraft/3rd life fanfic

Chapter 9 - Skizz

A couple of days have passed since we all had our first meeting as the SO DEAD, and there hasn't been one since. I'm sitting alone in my room, staring at the ceiling, failing to get to sleep, trying not to look at Impulse's empty bed next to me. No one's bothered to remove it, or make it any less obvious. 

Memories have also slowly been returning from before the battle. None of them about time here, in this prison. But I have some of playing murder-space games and trying to 'kill Pizza' in a world with people who are also here. 

It's pretty much morning, so I roll out of the bed, standing up and pulling on the jacket of the outfit I wear. With a yawn, I leave the room, waving at Bdubs as he exits his own. He's become good friends with Grian and Scar. The three of them have been spending a lot of time together. 

'Hey Skizz...' He sounds uncertain, but is clearly trying to hide it. 

'What's up?' I make it obvious I have. He bites his lip, before speaking.

'I... I'm not supposed to be talking to you. I don't even know if I should be friends with Scar. Because you hate us. The NHO.'

'We hate Doc and Etho.' I correct. 

'Scar said something about wanting us all dead.' 

'Scar's... Scar.' Bdubs sighs.

'And Doc's not happy with me hanging out with you either. He wants me to choose if I'm with him or not. And he's my friend, but Scar is as well, and...'

'Ignore him. You can be friends with whoever you want.' 

'I don't know. Anyway, I'm starving. Should we head off for breakfast?'

'Yeah... what time is it?'

'Don't know... I wish I had a clock so I could find out.'

'Me too.' We walk together into the eating area. There are some others there already - Grian and Pearl are chatting on a table with Tango and Zedaph,  Martyn's almost falling asleep at his own table with Jimmy, Hypno's alone, as normal, and Beef's with Doc and Etho. 

Grian notices us, calling for us to join him. Bdubs looks between him and the rest of the NHO, before joining the latter. I sit down with Grian anyway.

'How was your night?'

'Alright, I guess. I'm having less nightmares...' Tango mutters. 

'You mean, you're still waking up at early-o'clock screaming about Impulse?' Zedaph interrupts tiredly. 

Tango glares at his room-mate. I don't pursue the topic, noticing how sore it is for both of them. 

'So... anything plans for today?'

'Not much.' Grian admits 'Might practice a bit of fighting stuff. You never know when it might come in handy...'

'You'll probably catch False and Wels there as well. Since they're always there.' Pearl adds. 

'Yeah. Who knows - I might end up challenging one of them.' 

'Yeah...' I notice Scar entering the room, clearly tired. As he walks past the table with the NHO, on the way to grab some food, he trips over Doc's chair, sending both crashing to the floor. Grian jumps to his feet at the noise. Scar crawls to his feet, unhurt. Doc stands up after.

'Are you going to apologise?' The creeper questions fiercely. Scar shrinks away. 

'Sorry...'

'What was that?'

'Doc, leave him alone.' I hear Bdubs plead. Doc ignores him.

'I SAID SORRY!'

'GOOD!' Doc shoves Scar. Scar shoves him back. 

'Get off!' The vex snaps, eyes flashing blue. 

'Freak!' Doc replies. 

'What did you call me?'

'A freak. Because that's what you are.'

'DOC! Stop this!'

'Shut up, Bdubs!'

'He's done nothing wrong!'

'He tried to kill us in the maze.'

'No, I didn't!' Scar replies hotly. 'I'm not a murderer, unlike you.' 

'Everyone I killed deserved it.'

'Excuse me?!' Jimmy snarls. 'Even Scott?!'

'He was against me anyway. And as for the other monsters...'

'Oh, so I'm a monster for defending Ren?!' Martyn asks coldly. 'The only monsters in this room are you and Etho!'

'Oh, I'm sorry for wanting to protect my friends. And leave Etho out if this. He's done nothing wrong.'

'ETHO KILLED ME.' I yell. 'ON PURPOSE!'

'Well, he wouldn't have if this creepy vex guy and his dumb friend hadn't attacked first. It's a shame that you were killed by Impulse, but at least I got the other one.' 

In an instant, Doc's against the table, a sword at his neck. Scar's eyes are glowing bright blue, a look of sheer fury on his face. 

'Say that again and you'll see how dumb Cub is in the afterlife.'

Doc pushes him away, getting to his feet and pulling out a knife of his own. He slashes at the vex, who barely gets out of the way in time. Scar stabs fearlessly back, but the creeper gets a blow right across his face. I run forward, a knife out and ready to fight back. Someone yells my name, and Doc turns to see me, slicing. 

My cheek explodes with pain from the blow, and I clutch it. Scar's recovered, and punches Doc, slashing at his shoulder. I back away, still holding my bleeding cheek. Grian's next to me, and hands a napkin over to stop the blood. Doc blocks Scar's attempt, fighting back. Dodging, slicing, stabbing, the two continue to battle, with the creeper far stronger than the vex. I charge back in again, dragging Doc away from Scar so he can get back to his feet. The German twists out of my grip, and stabs my arm. I howl with agony. Tango runs over. 

'F*****G MONSTER!' He screams, kicking him hard in the shins. 'LEAVE SKIZZ ALONE OR I'LL KILL YOU!' 

'LANGUAGE!' Someone strides into the room. They have pinkish purple hair, with a pair of pony-like ears sticking up from it. She's dressed in a  purple hoodie, blue trousers and purple trainers. A pair of purple and blue wings are raised behind her, and a blue and purple tail swishes just in view. Everyone looks at her. 

'Good. I'm @WatcherXanthia, and I'm now in charge.' 

THIS IS ABSOLUTELY RUBBISH!!!