Trapped

Third Kill

(Kandaces pov)

I stared in shock as I saw Jasons bloody form outside my door. He reached out a hand, but fell forwards into my room.

"Jason! Who did this?" I asked quickly.

"It... It w-was... Hah." He let out his last breath and died. I backed into a corner of my room as the others streamed in. I was shaking furiously. Jasons siut was torn and blood stained it. His helmets glass was cracked. Herobrine apeared in the hallway.

"So. Jason's dead?" He asked. "Okay. You all know to look for clues, so I'll leave it to you." He disapeared in a swirl of black smoke. Adam took off Jasons helmet. His blonde hair frizing out and his light blue eyes wide with desperation and locked in the state of fear. I walked out.

After a minute, I went back and Drake had already found the cause of death. A stab to his heart. I guessed that he struggled with his attacker before taking the final blow. Mitch was in his room. So was Star, Adam, and Steve. I walked around, trying to find the weapon and ended up knocking on Mitches door.

"What..?" He asked, not opening the door.

"It's me." I said. "Kandace." He opened the door a crack.

"What do you want?" He asked.

"I want to ask you something." I said. He shut the door and a click was heard.

"I found the weapon!" Brineary called. I ran up to him. He was in the second floor living room. It was a bloody steel dagger. "It was hidden under the couch. The blood is still wet." He said. I took the knife and carfully examined it. I went back over to Jasons body. Sub grabed something out of Jasons hand, but didn't show it.

"Let me check something." I said. I examined the wounds and the dagger. They didn't fit.

'What are you doing?' Sub wrote.

"Checking the wounds. You see. The stab is too big for this dagger to do it." I said. "It might actualy have ben a sword." I saw Bodil pull something else from under the couch. A bloody sword. I took it and checked the wounds. They fit. Jason must've had the dagger and his attacker must've had a sword. But why a sword? And how?

"Time's up!" Herobrines voice said. "Please come to the same place for the trial."

~~time skip~~

"You know." Herobrine said. "This one's a toughie. I wonder who the killer is?" He leaned on one arm and stared intently.

"We know that Jason was still alive when Kandace found him." Adam said. "And he died soon after."

"But who attacked him?" Asked Steve.

"Yeah. Who did?" Asked Mitch. It was silent for a minute. Sub seemed uneasy. He scrawled down a note and handed it to Seto. He read it.

"Sub says that he found a cloth in Jasons hand." Seto said and Sub opened his hand to show a black cloth. "Since it's black, the main suspects are Adam, Mitch, Tyler, and Bodil." The four were shocked at his asumption. I looked at the four of them. Tyler adjusted his glasses.

"W-what weapons did you find?" He asked.

"A steel dagger." Rogziel said. "And an iron sword." He must've changed when the trial thing started. "Why do you ask?"

"Bacause." Tyler said. "The only weapon I've ben carying around is this." He pulled out a diamond dagger. "It's for protection. Just in case." He put it on his stand. "I swear it's not to kill anyone."

"Well that takes you off the suspects list." Rogziel said. "But still, the cloth is black, so the main suspects are now Bodil, Adam, and Mitch. I want to see the cloth. I have a hunch that needs to be confirmed." Seto walked over to him and handed it to him. Rogziel fliped it over and held it close to his face.

"Mitch." He said.

"Yeah?" Mitch replied.

"Where's your jacket? You haven't worn it at all after the death." Rogziel said. "Let me see. This cloth has red along the edges. It might belong to your jacket."

"It's back in my room."

"Why?"

"Because."

"Because why?"

"Because I didn't want to wear it."

"Why?"

"Because."

"Because why?" Rogziel was geting anoyed.

"Why are we doing this?"

"ANSWER THE FUCKING QUESTION!" Rogziel suddenly exclamed, slaming his palms on the stand. We were all taken back. Even Herobrine. "WHY AREN'T YOU WEARING YOUR JACKET!?"

"Because it was torn, okay!?" Tears were welling up in Mitches eyes. He was about to crack.

"How!?"

"I..." Mitch suddenly clamped shut.

"Mitch. Just tell us." I said calmly. "It's okay."

"I was fighting with him. We were in this secret passageway in the other weapons room. I was holding an iron sword. Jason had an iron dagger. We were fighting over something stupid. It was a mistake." Mitch said. Tears started flowing. "My anger got the best of me. When I cut his body, he clawed at my jacket and tor off a piece. He fled down the staircase and... And... I stabed his heart... I didn't mean to. When he colapsed, I didn't know what to do. I hid the weapons and went back to my room to take off my jacket." He was sobing now. "I'm s-sorry." He sniffed and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand.

"Case closed." Rogziel said. His eyes closed and when he opened them again, he was Brineary.

"Well that hapened!" Herobrine said. "Vote now." He said. The screen showed Mitches face on both the rectangles. The floor opened below him and he fell.

-Trial By Fire-

Mitch was in a huge round room with scorch marks all over it. Despensers opened in a ring on the floor. The despensers spewed fire behind him. Mitch was in a starting position for a footrace. A small skreen floated in front of him. It displayed a red 3, then a red 2, then a red 1, then a green 'GO!' and Mitch took off, a wall of fire chasing him as he ran around the perimeter of the room. He was outrunning it very good. Until the fire caught up.

Mitch shrieked and ran faster. He was tiring quickly. He ran streght towards the wall and shot up it. He took out a steel dagger and lodged in in the wall. He was breathing heavily. His grip was slipping. Herobrine turned to a switch on the wall and flicked it. The flames shot higher. Mitch glanced up, then down. Then streght at the window we could see out of. He gave us a weak smile. His grip slipped and he fell into the flames. His body was incinerated almost imedeatley. His ashes, too.

At least he didn't suffer...