3 lives to 1 life {3rd lifeSMP}

Chapter 6 ~ Monopoly Mountain

TW: violence, weaponry, referenced suicide, suicidal thoughts

You can probably see how waking up in a unfamiliar place then looking out the window, that by the way has bars on it, that you are in the middle of a desert and your puppy that you just ran through half a forest for is nowhere to be found that you'd start freaking out.

And so Scottsmajor does.

"Hello!" He yells. And after a moment there's the sound of someone walking up the staircase and... people... arguing?

Whatever. Scott waits next to the door so he can strike when someone comes in.

And they do, so Scott hits them over the head with a cactus he found lying next to the table.

"Ow- what the-?"

"Where is Jimmy!" Scott demanded from whoever he was chocking right now.

"Who is-" the stranger -Scar, Scott noticed- croaked while clawing at Scott's hands, "Grian!"

He heard a swift sigh and before he could react an arrow had pinned him to the wall. "What the-!? Let me go! Give me Jimmy!" Scott thrashed, trying to get the arrow off of his sleeve.

"Listen!" Grian hissed, "We found you lying in the woods next to a creeper explosion! That's why you're here!"

"Oh," Scott whispered, flushing with the realisation, "Uhm... sorry?"

Grian just sighed, "Scar, I told you this was a bad idea." Grian made made eye contact with Scott, "Your dog is downstairs by the way." He said cocking his head towards the stairs.

"Oh- thanks, sorry about," Scott gestured towards Scar who was still sitting on the floor, "Yeah..."

Grian raised an eyebrow, "'Yeah'?"

"... uhm... yeah..."

Without saying another word Scott headed down stairs to look for Jimmy because this couldn't possibly get more awkward and he felt like his head was about to explode.

It didn't take long to find Jimmy, who was happily running around what seemed to be a living room type area.

"Hi Jimmy." Scott scratches him behind the ear.

Jimmy barks happily.

"Hey Scott?" Grian is standing in the doorway rather menacingly, "We kind of just saved your life so..."

"Oh right."

There is an awkward moment of silence.

"Not to be rude but... what do you want?" Scott asks.

"We don't really need anything but... how about you owe us a favour and... we might be able to make an alliance?" Grian says

"Alright... that sounds... reasonable."

And so a rocky alliance was created.

- – — • — – -

Scott and Grian watched as Scar played fetch with Jimmy.

"So what did you do before... this?" Grian asked.

Scott gave a dry chuckle, "I worked as a bank officer." He turned to Grian, "You?"

"Architect." Grian responded. "Me and my friends here going to a movie, then everything started shaking and... you probably know the rest."

Scott nodded acknowledgingly.

...

"Why do we bother?" Scott said suddenly.

"What?"

"There is no one here for us." Scott responded to Grian, "Everyone we know is dead, everyone's gone, everything we've ever been attached to has disappeared, there is no one there for me or you or anyone."

Scott could feel the pressure build up behinds his eyes, it'd been months now that he thought about it, since he's been able to unload onto someone. "Why so we bother? Why do we endlessly fight while not even knowing what for! What are we fighting for Grian? Why do we fight?"

He looked up at Grian who looked bewildered to say the least. "Well... even when it seems like there's nothing to fight for... there always is and even if it isn't, you're fighting because you'll find whatever you're looking for eventually, sometimes it's right under your nose and you don't even know it. You're fighting because that's what the people that we want would have wanted. We're fighting for them Scott," Grian nodded his head towards Scar and Solidarity, Solidarity seemed to have gotten tired of the endless chase after the stick and was now lying on his back, getting a belly rub from scar. "There is always something to fight for, even if sometimes it seems like everyone has left you."

Grian smiled at Scott. Scott hesitates for a moment but then smiled back.

It would be worth it.

I think I meant for this to be a fluff series but most of the chapters seem a kinda angsty ngl. So do you guys think I should post this to AO3? Yay or nay? I haven't exactly been feeling mentally well the last few days seeing I feel like watching Teletubbies will make me cry but oh well, I'll get over it. This chap was kinda a vent chapter.
I hope you enjoyed and thx for stopping by my little corner of the internet.