Inherited (EDITING)

Chapter 34

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Seto wheezed and shot up, only grunting when his forehead hit cold metal above. He caught his breath and looked around. He was in a very tight metal... Box. He gagged at the stench. It smelled of blood and decaying matter. Seto widened his eyes in realization. It was blood and decaying human bodies...

He was in the morgue!

He pressed his fingers on the low ceiling and pushed himself out. He continued until his tray was pulled all the way out. He shot up and staggered off of it. He raised an eyebrow.

He was certainly not dead. Why was he in there?

He frowned.

Martin's pranks are getting morbid.

He felt someone tap his shoulder. He turned and saw Herobrine, smiling weakly at him. Seto noticed that there were fresh scars on Herobrine's neck. He was also weirded out by the content smile Herobrine had. Whenever he looked at the man, he had this hardened look on his face. Now, however, he looked like a content puppy. Or perhaps a cat.

There were also gloves on him. Seto does not remember him wearing any. Herobrine pressed a finger to his lips and instructed him to be quiet. Seto obeyed and watched as Herobrine pull out more morgue trays.

Holy shit, there were other living, breathing people.

He pulled out Ty, Kyle, Tyler, Bash and Mitch.

They were all alive with torn and bloody clothing. They were just as confused as Seto was.

Herobrine gathered them and ordered, "The army thinks we were dead. Technically, we were-"

Everyone started freaking out. Seto's analytical brain immediately started asking questions like how? Why? Where? When? Ty looked extremely confused, and was running his hands over his ruffled hair, as if he was searching for something.

"Hush! We were but... I can pull a few strings. Let's just walk right into the dining hall. If anyone questions us, tell them what I told you."

Seto frowned and asked, "Do you actually know how to bring people back to life?"

Herobrine grinned but did not respond. His grin was more forced and sharp, urging everyone to cooperate or else. Everyone agreed albeit a little reluctantly and Herobrine led them all out. The hallway was empty so they took their time to fix their uniforms. Herobrine fussed over his hair. He took a deep breath and stepped in the dining hall.

All the noises stopped and the surviving soldiers turned with appalled looks. Seto made eye contact with a teary eyed Brice, who was slowly starting to grin widely.

Jerome pushed through the crowed and ran to Mitch. He engulfed the Canadian in a brotherly hug before pulling away and muttering, "I thought you were all dead..."

He turned to Herobrine.

"Especially you! The commandant carried you to the morgue. Sky was so quiet as he carried your very, very dead body."

Herobrine shrugged, "That's because I was very, very dead. The morgue smells, you know."

With many puzzled and some fascinated looks following him, Herobrine teleported outside Sky's room. He took a deep breath and slowly entered the room. Sky was standing on the balcony, watching as night took over the country. He did not turn around. He was just staring.

Herobrine awkwardly adjusted his bearings before whispering, "Adam? Turn around, please."

Sky's golden eyes grew more brighter as he heard that familiar voice. He turned and stared at him. He was standing there, alive and about. Herobrine gave a small smile and spread his arms awkwardly. Sky ignored the questions exploding in his head and ran for his friend. He wrapped his arms around the brunet and buried his nose in his hair, fighting the urge to cry. Herobrine grunted in the tight hug and rubbed Sky's back uncomfortably.