Chapter 22: I'm Sorry

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-WARNING-

This chappie might trigger feels

"It was Ian!" I pointed an accusing finger at Ian.

Ian stepped back, shocked. "W-why would y-you think it's m-me?"

"Think about it... You were hesitant for the suggestion to stick together... You were the one to shut it down... And you were hesitant to think back." I replied. "And also Mitch underlined the 'i'... And Ian starts with 'i'. You were probably in the room at the time, and Mitch wanted to give us a hint without you noticing. So Ian, you are the traitor right?"

"I-I-I-I-I-..." Ian stuttered.

"C'mon, spit it out." Quentin commanded.

Ian slumped then stood up. "Yes." He stated. "I-I'm the traitor and k-k-killed Mitch..."

"YOU KILLED MITCH?! WHAT THE HELL WHERE YOU THINKING?! YOU FRICKING BASTARD!" Jerome screamed. Then Jerome stopped screaming and went down to his knees and started crying. "W-why would y-y-you do such a
th-thing...?" (omfg I feel so bad for him right now... ;-;... I wanna hug him)

We all watched him break down. Adam looked over at Ian. "Why?" He simply asked.

"I didn't have a choice... The Mastermind and Herobrine blackmailed me... If I didn't kill who I was assigned to kill when they wanted to, my family would die right in front of my eyes... I would be forced to watch them... Then I would die soon after..." Ian sighed. Then he paused. "I'm so sorry Jerome..." He added quietly.

Jerome stood up and looked at Ian. "Y-you are?"

"Yes... I am." Ian nodded.

"Ar-are you s-s-sure?" Jerome asked. (See You Again just came on my phone... This is NOT the time!)

Ian walked up to Jerome and hugged him. "I'm so, so, so, so, so, so sorry!" Ian wailed. "I didn't wanna d-do it! I-I hate th-this! I was a p-p-pawn!"

"I'm so sorry..." He whispered.

Jerome hugged him back. "I f-forgive y-y-you..."

Ian let go and smiled. "Thank you." And with that, he walked back to his pedestal.

The trail room was silent. "Um... I hate to ruin this moment... But... Are we ready to vote?" Herobrine asked.

"No." Ian stated.

He marched up to Herobrines pedestal. "First... I'm gonna tell you off." Ian glared at Herobine. "You have no heart... If you did it would rot... Very slowly and pain would course throughout your body... And you would see what you did you freak. You are worthless... Stupid... And a jerk... Everyone here deserves a nice name except you. Jason, you are Leader, Brice, you are Courageous, Quentin, you are Bold, Seto, you are Genius, Adam, you are Bright, Jerome, you are Playful, Bash, you are Strong and Sukio is Crazy. I'll call you all that until I die... Which will be soon."

"Ian!" Brice shouted. "You need a name too!"

"Yeah!" Adam nodded.

"I know what it should be." I announced.

"What?" Quentin asked.

"Ian, you are... Loyal." I smiled. (omf this is so corny)

"Enough with the stupid corniness already." Herobrine glared at Ian. (See? Corny) "You are all gonna vote now."

We all voted. "And... Right again!" Herobrine exclaimed. "Not much of a surprise though... Anyways, the Traitor and culprit is... Ian! Are we ready for the punishment?"

"Nope." Ian shook his head and turned to Adam. "You requested this." And he threw a bag at Adam.

"Thanks." Adam nodded, catching it.

"Now it's time for Ian's punishment!" Herobrine laughed and pressed the button.

-Five Shots, Two Hits-

Ian was on a board facing us, his writs and ankles chained to the board. A shield went up in front of him. Five cannons came up a bit away from Ian.

They all shot at the shield and it broke. Then they shot at Ian and his limbs flew off and blood sprayed everywhere. It was just like how Five Shots, Two Hits ended.

-END-

Brice screamed and collapsed to the ground. "I-I-I-I-I-I-I can't t-t-take th-th-th-this
an-anymore! T-torture! P-p-pure t-t-t-torture! W-w-w-w-why...!?" He wailed.

"Now do you see what Five Shots, Two Hits meant?" Herobrine laughed. "Executions and despair!"

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~RiRi

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