Acts of Redemption

Reinforcement

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Purple managed to sleep for about ten minutes and then Yellow simply spring up from his sleeping corner like a banana colored Jack-in-the-box, waking him up.

The purple stickfigure watched as the yellow one paced around for half a hour, digging through his bag and then pacing around some more.

"Crackhead." Purple rolled his eyes, yawning and sitting up. ─ So... Why are you running around now?

─ Shut up, I'm thinking... we need to get my friends out of there before they starve to death... ─ Yellow put one hand on his own chin.

─ Right...

Yellow keeping going in circles, mumbling to himself like a lunatic.

─ Think Yellow... Think... ─ He said to himself, taking a very deep breath. ─ Don't panic, keep breathing... When you stop breathing, you stop thinking... We need to get them out of there, but we need keys...

─ Yellow?

─ What would Second do... What would he do... He would assess the situation, find the most logical solution... But what is the logical solution here... ─

─ Yellow!

Yellow continued freaking out, hitting a fist on the side of his own head. ─ That big stupid brain of yours need to be good for something, come on!!

Purple rushed in front of him, grabbing him by the shoulders. ─ Stop freaking out! Pacing around trying to find a straight answer is not gonna take us anywhere...

"US? .. Did I really include myself into this?? Why would you care if Yellow is freaking out? He beaten the Shit out of you!!! " Purple thought, letting go of Yellow's shoulders, watching him trembling in place while still muttering to himself.

"Why do you care?? Just... Tell him to let you go and then tell King where he is... Simple!"

─ I need to get them out of there!! ─ Yellow rubbed his own face in frustration.

After a deep breath, Purple slip away from his own thoughts, watching as Yellow fumbled with a strange device.

─ What is that? ─ His curiosity peaked when the yellow stickfigure clicked a button, a small red light turning on at the top.

─ It's a tracking device...

─ Do I want to ask why you have that? ─ Purple stared at him for a moment but received a roll of eyes as an answer.

─ Since blue tends to go walking around on his on often, I put tracking devices on everyone's bag so we could always know where each other is...

─ That is.... So creepy.

Yellow ignored his comment, connecting the device in his hand with the trackers, and a series of little red dots appeared in the map screen.

─ We need to get them out...But I'm sure King already doubled the amount of brutes everywhere...

Purple thought for a moment. ─ I can go see them... Tell them what's going on.─

With a big dramatic sigh, Yellow dropped his device. ─ Well... That's all we can do for now...

He grabbed his bag again, digging deep inside of it and fishing out a walkie-talkie. ─ I want you to keep me informed.

─ Am I a spy now? ─ Purple rolled his eyes, grabbing one of the devices from his hand.

─ Until I decide what to do with you, yes. ─ Yellow crossed his arms. ─ Keep me informed.

Purple huffed, put nodded, he couldn't do much against Yellow now, specially when all the weapons are right there at his reach. He definitely didn't want to get swords involved.

─ And take this. ─ Yellow gave him a piece of bread. ─ It's all I have... They are probably very hungry...

He grabbed his Elytra, flying away from the cave.

It took about two hours for Purple to reach the castle, landing gracefully and taking a look around. Surprisingly, there wasn't many Brutes around.

"My King probably put them all to work... They are probably looking for Yellow." He wondered, walking to the throne room.

Frankly, he hadn't given three steps into the room when someone tackled him to the floor, holding him down with a foot on his chest with terrifying strength.

Purple gasped when his back hit the floor, looking up at the stickfigure in front of him.

This stickfigure was quite similar to Second Coming, similar head shape and all.
But the glaring difference was his color, a deep black, and his eyes, which were glowing milky white, a dead emotionless expression.

─ Let him go Chosen. It's just Purple. ─ The King ordered from his throne and the stickfigure obliged, walking back to stand by the throne like a guard dog.

Purple grunted, sitting up with a confused expression. ─ My Lord?

─ I guess you met the new member of my court, The chosen one. ─ His King did a small gesture with his hand, Chosen slowly walking forward. ─ I thought that... Since the second Coming doesn't want to cooperate, then I should find someone who would.

The purple stickfigure frowned slightly, whatever that thing was, it wasn't a regular stickfigure.

He also noticed the strange lack of brutes around, which was odd.

─ If I may ask, my Lord... ─ Purple gulped nervously. ─ Where are all the guards?

So many questions always made the King annoyed, so his tone changed slightly. ─ I ordered them to move Second Coming to one of the towers, he is of no use for me anymore.

"Right." Purple thought. "Second is in a tower now..."

─ I hope you have good news, Purple. Have you found Yellow?─ Asked the King, tapping his fingers on his own thighs impatiently.

Purple did consider telling his King about Yellow, about how he attacked him and pinned him down... And how he spared his life... And gave him a second chance...

─ I haven't found him yet... ─ He shook his head. ─ I just wanted to let you know of my whereabouts.

The taller stickfigure stared at him for a second, with a expression that Purple couldn't read.

─ Very well... Go back to hunting, I want that stickfigure's head in my wall!

Purple nodded, bowing to his King before flying back out.

The King watched him leave, flying away from the castle.

─ Follow him. ─ He demanded. .

The black stickfigure's fists combust into flames, and he flew out after Purple.