Corrupted - A Hermitcraft (and Empires) Fanfiction

37: Badtimes

Why am I sacrificing my revenge time by being sad?

The question runs through my mind repeatedly as I crouch next to Vex. Dead Vex. My best friend... Tears scar my face. There's shouting and fighting behind me but I don't really give a f*** any more.

I don't give a f*** about the sculk.

And then I'm forced to fight.

Pain in my back, snarling. Of course. One of the stupid b**** dogs.

I scream and, rather f***ing stupidly, punch it in the face, standing and screaming again as it bites my hand. It looks like a lot of people who were here before have f***ed off, so it's a smaller group of us morons fighting the only female sculky person. Except they're not fighting her, they're fighting the huge hoards of sculk dogs she has all around her. 

And, I realise, if her huge hoard of sculk dogs is fighting them, they can't fight me.

And I can fight the sculky one..

'DIE YOU LITTLE B****!' I screech as I sprint through the carnage towards her. To my surprise, I make it, bonking her successfully. She lets out a rather impressive screech back, clawing at me.

'BADTIMES! DUDE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! PEARL'LL KILL YOU!'

'SAVING YOUR F***ING BUTTS AND AVENGING MY F***ING FRIEND!' With all the powers of the vex Scar doesn't look anywhere NEAR as cool using as I do, I shove the little b**** Pearl. Another scream as she crashes to the ground in a burst of the blue fire. The wolves change path from the others to me. A few of the hermits are yelling commands to hold them back, keep them distracted while I save everyone. Until I have another idea I DEFINITELY should've thought of sooner and pull out my favourite flint and steel. 

'BADTIMES! DUDE! WATCH OUT!'

I return to focus just as Pearl swings for me with a giant axe. I duck, moving towards where the hermits are revealing their incompetence and weakness in a**kickering by being all exhausted and bleeding. 

'GOODBYE B****ES!' I scream, setting fire to the nearest wolf and watching it burn, whining. There's a yell back. 'F*** OFF ALL YOU HERMITS AND GET SOME HELP! YOU LOOK LIKE S***! And for YOU?' I turn to Pearl. 'WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORM!'

From the depths of wherever they live all the time they're not with me, Worm slithers into view. Pearl doesn't appear to notice, continuing to attack me. That is until Worm bites her on the leg and she screams. I laugh.

'This- this isn't the end...' She swears, stumbling away, the poison quickly setting in. 

'DON'T KILL HER!' 

'What?' I turn to the guy in the black hoodie, standing beyond the wall of screaming, dying sculk wolves. (Yeah, fire REALLY works on them) 'Why?'

'Because we need to SAVE her from the sculk!'

'WHY? The SCULK killed MY BEST FRIEND and there's NO ONE ELSE to TAKE IT OUT ON!' I turn back to Pearl. She's collapsed, but the power of the sculk still hums at her fingers. Magic flares at mine too, threatening her. 'Don't even f***ing try...' 

'You can't stop me.' She spits back, crawling away. All around, the ground cracks. Someone says my name behind, a warning. I don't listen. I watch, confused, as the cracks grow and grow, glowing with sculk. Footsteps, someone pulling me away as they reach me. Pearl's in the middle just as-

It breaks.

'PEARL! DUDE! NO!' All I catch is dog ears as another hermit sprints past. 

Pearl grabs his hand.

Pulls hun through with her,

The cracks close.

And the sculk is gone. 

Our little nerd group stumbles into the healing camp half an hour later. No one managed to get back Ren or Pearl. I don't really care about either of them, but apparently everyone else does. Just like I'm the only person who actually cares that Vex is dead, carrying his body along at the back of the group. Everyone blames me. I don't. It wasn't my fault really.

'Is it over?' Scar runs to greet us, followed by Pix, who's yelling something about staying safe. He looks like s***, but we all do.

'Dog guy and sculk woman fell in a giant chasm of sculk and disappeared.' I explain briefly. Scar freezes.

'What? Ren?'

'That's what he yelled.' I point at the giant creeper guy. 'At least 5 billion times.'

'No... No no no... That's not good... Pix do you know what that is?'

'I... I might've seen something... but the amount of power needed. We need to look into it. Is everyone else ok?'

'Vex isn't.' I murmur, forced to think about him again. 'He was dead before I even tried to...'

'How are the others here?' Red bandana-guy asks without a hint of sympathy for my friend, or what I was saying. 'Xisuma and Grian and...'

'Alive. Thankfully. We had to sedate Tango, he just wasn't calming down about Zedaph...' I listen as the conversation builds, no one mentioning me, talking about me, explaining how if it wasn't for me they'd actually still be fighting until...

'So none of you care.' I interrupt. Silence. 'My BEST FRIEND is DEAD and NONE OF YOU CARE!'

'Badtimes, can you just wait.'

'Just f*** off Scar. ' I fight the tears blurring my vision. He doesn't move. 'I said F*** OFF! I SAVED EVERYONE HERE!'

'Ren and Pearl are GONE!' I glare at creeper guy as he approaches, as furious as I feel. 'Because of YOU! YOU DID THIS!'

'I STOPPED THE WOLVES!' No one cares, I realise. No one ever cared. 'I SAVED YOUR LIVES! I CAME UP WITH THIS PLAN! I FOUGHT THE SCULK EVERY TIME AND NO ONE GIVES A F***ING S***TING C**P ABOUT ME!' The words don't stop coming. The tears don't stop coming. The truth doesn't stop coming. 

No one cares.

 'MY FRIEND DIED! IF- IF I WAS XISUMA, OR GRIAN, OR STUPID F***ING GOODTIMESWITHSCAR YOU'D CARE! IF IT WAS CUB THAT DIED-'

'Badtimes, I'm not doing this-'

I shove Scar to the ground, ignoring the shouts, protests.

I don't care.

I want to kill him.

I want to make them understand.

'I sacrificed my best friend for you.' I growl, voice growing quiet, approaching slowly, drawing a sword. Scar backs away across the ground, pleading for me to stop. 'Cub's only alive because of me. And because of Vex. And you don't F***ING CARE!' 

I stab.

'BADTIMES!' Someone drags me away and I miss. With a scream I wrench myself free.

'GET THE F*** OFF ME!' 

'YOU'RE THE ONE WHO DOESN'T CARE!' Scar yells back. I turn to him, still there on the floor, unable to get up.

'AND I'M THE ONE WHO KEPT FIGHTING FOR YOU ANYWAY!' I pause, catching my breath, just standing there, waiting for any reply, excuse, shifted blame. Nothing. A deep breath. 'I DON'T GIVE A F*** ABOUT HERMITCRAFT! I DON'T GIVE A F*** ABOUT SCULK! AND I DON'T GIVE A F*** ABOUT PEARL AND REN! GOODBYE!'

I storm away, summon a portal back to Hels-mitcraft, and leave.

I've been waiting for next chapter.

Oh, also Ren's fate was an accident. Sorry Ren.

But it will make the sequel even better

:)