The One True Hero

CHAPTER 6

Amy' POV
There was no denying it; the love of Amy's life was almost 100% likely to die. And it was all her fault.

She should have tried harder, found some water by now. But more than that, she should've known that Squid would get weaker. She should've prevented it.

Amy groaned aloud in frustration, and Lee, who she hadn't even known was sat facing the fire with her, rested a paw on her shoulder. Amy considered shrugging it off, she wanted to wallow in misery alone, but she honestly didn't have the energy to do anything but tolerate it.

"Hey, it's not your fault." Lee's voice was soft, and comforting, but could never comfort her as much as Squid's voice.
"I thought you could control people, not read their minds." she replied tiredly.
"Just a guess. I know that's how I'd feel if the person (*cough* fish *cough*) I loved was hurt."

Lee's face looked so lonely in the flickering firelight. Amy felt the anger drain out of her. She sighed, and replied "I just hope we can save him. I don't know how-"
"We will save him." Lee's voice was firm, certain. "We'll find a way."

"How touching." An amused voice floated out of the darkness of the night, a voice that immediately made bile rise in Amy's throat.

Stampy and Squaishey ran out of the makeshift shelter where they'd been looking after Squid; Stampy clutching a pathetic looking wooden sword and Squaishey a bow.

"Hit the Target." Amy growled. He drew closer to the fire, and Amy could make out the smirk on the face that disgusted her so much.
"Long time, no see, my friends!"
"Why, you..." Amy leapt at him, determined to crush him with her bare hands for what he'd done to Squid, but Lee pulled her back. Target chuckled.
"Now, now, that's not a nice way to greet someone who's about to give you a present, is it?"

Stampy stepped in front of Amy, turning briefly to her to flash a warning in his eyes, before asking "A present?"
"Yes." Target sighed "It makes it more fun, the enhanced weaknesses, spices it up, right? But regrettably, it does mean if I want to become the one true hero, I have to give you something."
"What?" Amy asked, struggling to keep her voice steady.

Target smirked in return, and snapped his fingers. The groans of a zombie became louder and louder, until they could see a zombie holding something in its arms. Something... Or someone?

The zombie dropped the person to the ground, and Amy barely heard Target shout a goodbye as she ran forwards to see who it was.

"Aliya??"

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