A New Day

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(hey, creeps, whassup? so, umm, 175 reads makes me happy, I'm just really tired... sorry if this isnt a normal chapter and everyhing it just seemed to smack me in the face that I HAVE NO EFFING IDEA HOW I AM GOING TO KEEP WRITING IT WITHOUT ANY SORT OF PLOT OR ANYTHING...AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!! so, yeah, a little worried about that, but thank you to everyone who has kept reading this, I love you all, and see you later, creeps!!!oh, I forgot, the winner of the name your language contest isssSSSsss...OliviaLovesSnow and Feriwhoripeixes! Icombined your two suggestions, they were great!thanks!!)

when I awoke, the first thing that went through my mind was wow, that is a hell of a lot of ART. I was in a  house that had wall to wall paintings on every wall. the only place not covered in paintings was the cobblestone floor. I sat up. pain knifed through my body and I moaned in pain. then I felt a hand on my shoulder, and I jumped-well, as well as you can jump while in a bed and with an injured ankle. I brushed off the hand and swung out of bed. the pain of moving made me grind my teeth, but I stood up...and immediately landed on the bed in a heap. are you all right, Kate? I heard someone say, and I turned towards the voice. of course, it was Gavin. I growled, Oh, I think I'm perfectly fine, I'm just wearing this cast on my ankle for FUN. he smiled, clearly amused. I scowled at him and tried to stand up, resulting in me bowling over again, this time on the cold stone floor. Gavin kneeled next to me, and held out his hand. need some help? he said. I hesitated. he looked so sincere, and the softly hissing strains of Darkhiss, a language I had heard since birth, soothed me, but for some reason, I still didn't trust him. finally, I sighed, muttered, eff it, and grabbed his hand. he hauled me up and I looped an arm around his waist, and together we hobbled out of the house.

it was later in the day, which hopefully meant that if I died, I wouldn't respawn here. as I wobbled my way, outside, my shaky footing made worse by the soft and unstable wool under my feet, we approached two figures idly talking in the middle of the area. as we got closer, I realised it was Michael and Geoff. Geoff looked at me with relief and concern on his face, Michael with distrust written on his. Michael glared at me and stalked off. Geoff watched me watch michael, and said, "forget about Michael, he holds a grudge about some things, and gets pissed off sometimes at little s***. and he's really pissed off at you. " I stared at him, wondering why he was being so...so...nice to me? Geoff kept saying something, but I tuned him as I thought about this, turning it over in my mind. I had tried to blow them up, and had been tackled by Michael and yelled at by everyone. then I wake up, and suddenly everyone is nice to me, and for some reason I wasn't even trying to attack them for kidnapping me from my home. what was going on? was I trusting them? I was suddenly brought back to earth with Gavin shaking me slightly. I blinked and hissed, sorry, I was just thinking. what were you saying? Geoff stared at me, looking perplexed. I mentally smacked myself in the head. Gavin translated for me, and Geoff nodded. "ok, let me repeat myself,"he said. "you are in no condition to leave here. so, if you were a normal person, I would just let you stay here for a few weeks until your ankle healed up. however, you have showed us that you are willing to blow us up in order to leave. so I have no idea what to do with you. so what do you want to do?" I thought for a second. what should I do? instantly, I knew what I wanted to do. I looked Geoff directly in the eyes, and whispered, "home."

in five minutes, we came to an agreement. Geoff and his entire group would help me to my home, and leave me there. he swore that he wouldn't follow after me, and our interaction would end at my door. I wouldn't send any of my friends or family after them, and they woldn't attack me if our pats happened to cross ever again. it worked out for all of us. we left the next morning. the whole night, I didn't sleep, thinking of home. I had only been gone for what, a day? but I really missed it. I missed my family, my parents, everything! but, for some reason, I didn't feel excited, but with that thought, I did what I did with most thoughts either I or another Creeper didn't think were important: I pushed it away. i just sat up, waiting for the sun, and waiting for home. 

Gavin led us until I recognised the landscape. then I led them confidently to my door. when my home, a remodeled cave, came into view, I saw a few creepers crawling over it. I grinned as I recognised a few. Mom! I called out, and one looked up. I tried to run forward, but was hindered by my ankle. My mother suddenly started to advance, slowly, like I was...an enemy. I stared at her. Mom, it's me. It's Kate. I'm not an enemy. I'm your daughter. she spat at me, you're a traitor, you're spending time with them. you are no longer my daughter. my daughter is dead. I stared at her, shock and pain enveloping me. I could feel a tear dripping down my face. no, no, Mom, you don't understand, I- she hissed at me with the most malevolence I have ever heard, get away from me, human!!! I felt as if I'd been slapped. she continued to hiss at me, and I realised, we'd been backing up. you are fraternizing with humans, and with a traitor, just like yourself. you are not a Creeper. I intend to treat you like a human. she hissed something unintelligible to the others helping her, and they began to advance, hissing the whole time...

(ooohhh, cliffy! for some reason, I love writing cliffys, but I hate reading them *cough-rtfanfics-cough* so, yeah, hope you enjoy that, I also won't post until 5 people have read two stories and gives me a detail from each. the first one is jst219's book "children's power", and the other is, YES, I KNOW I'VE SAID THIS ONE A MILLION TIMES, but "child of the bugs". if 5 people can give me the name of jst's man character AND what Gavin uses to try and light the tnt I will resolve this cliffy. I'm probably asking a lot of you guys, but my fingers hurt from typing a chapter a day!!!!wah, complain, complain, let's have a pity party. but I love jst's story, and she deserves more than how many reads she has. see you soon, creeps!!!)

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