Fixing The Scales (Ianite's Daughter)

Chapter 3

Evita's POV

I woke up to Tom running around. I didn't want to be awake but I just couldn't seem to fall asleep.

"Tom." I groaned, rolling over so my face was in the pillow.

"Sorry, but I gotta go see the new person." Tom apologized. I got up and realized that I had no clothes.

"Could I borrow some clothes?" I asked, standing up.

"I figured you wouldn't." He said. He threw me a long shirt and a belt. I thanked him and waited before he left to change. I used to belt around my waist so it was like I was wearing a dress. I followed him and he ran to the beach. I ran behind him and when we reached the beach we saw a man with red sunglasses that looked as if he had washed up on the shore.

"WELCOME YOUR FACE TO THE REALM OF MIANITE!" Tom yelled. The stranger stood up and his sunglasses almost fell off his face.

"Who are you?" He asked, brushing sand off of his pants.

"I'm Tom and this here is Evita." He said, pointing at me. I smiled and he nodded.

"I'm Jordan." He told us. Tom and Jordan talked about the Gods for a little and Jordan was telling Tom that he might join Dianite to, get this, make it even. I saw my chance on this one. My chance to get my mum a champion.

"Would you like some help building a house?" I asked, wanting to tell him about Ianite.

"Uh, sure." He said, Tom looked at me questioningly but I just shrugged. We headed off only to have a run in with Tucker. They talked more about the gods before we went to build him a house.

"So, what god do you think you'll follow?" I asked Jordan as we collected wood.

"I think I might follow Dianite, to make it even." He said as he swung an iron axe I had lent him.

"You know, if you want justice and stuff... there is another god." I told him as we picked up the log and started to carry it back.

"Really?" Jordan asked in disbelief. I could imagine him wondering why both Tim and Tucker didn't tell him this.

"Yes, Lady Ianite." I told him, setting down the log.

"Lady Ianite, huh." He said thoughtfully.

"Goddess of Justice and the End." I told him.

"Well, I might follow her." He said. I smiled and we continued to talk as we worked. Jordan had a place to sleep but when the sun started to set I knew that I had to go.

"Alright, I'm off." I told him. I needed to get out of here before the mobs came out.

"Do you have a weapon?" Jordan questioned.

"No, that's why I have to be quick." I informed him.

"Why don't we call Tom to come then, you already have a sprained wrist." He said, pointing at my wrist which was laying on my chest and wrapped up in bandages. I agreed and we called Tom.

"Hello?" He answered, his voice slightly different through the phone.

"Tom, I don't have a sword and if I did I couldn't use it. Could you come with a sword so I don't get myself killed?" I asked, getting straight to the point of why I was calling him in the first place.

"Uh, sure thing." He said, "I'm on my way." I thanked him and ended the call. I informed Jordan that Tom was coming. We waited a minute before Tom got there wielding his diamond sword.

"Thanks for coming, I didn't really feel like getting killed." I said.

"No problemo." He said. We said goodbye to Jordan and walked back. I was completely useless as I only had one good hand which was my left, and I'm right handed. We got back and went to bed. Well, we lay down. Tom was asleep across from me but I couldn't sleep. And I had no idea why.

That night I had washed my clothes so I could wear them again. I changed and was just putting Tom's clothes back when Tom stirred and woke up.

"Good morning." Tom said groggily. I bet I looked terrible, there were probably huge bags under my eyes.

"To you as well." I said, watching Tom as he used his fingers to comb through his hair.

"How much sleep did you get last night?" Tom asked, assumedly seeing the bags that were under my eyes.

"Uh... none." I said with a yawn.

"You need sleep." Tom insisted.

"I'll be fine." I replied shrugging it off.

"Alright, but I'm telling you that you are going to be really tired." Tom said.

"I'll be fine, Tom." I said. I used my good hand to roll up my right sleeve. I took off my old bandages and winced as I saw my arm. I quickly put new bandages on and put the sling around my neck. I let my arm rest and turned to see why Tom had been so silent. Oh... that's why. He already left. I smiled and sighed before going upstairs and still not seeing Tom.

"Where did he go?" I asked under my breath, looking around briefly for Tom. I just found myself an apple and went outside. I would be fine on my own as long as I just avoided creepers. Endermen were fine though.

I had just walked through the forest of the abyss when my phone went off. I fumbled before pulling it out of my pocket.

"Hello." I said, holding the phone's cold screen to my ear.

"It's Jordan." Jordan's voice said from the phone.

"Hey, what's up?" I asked him, as I continued walking.

"Did you turn my house orange?" Jordan asked, being straightforward.

"Did I-" I started before Jordan cut me off.

"Turn my house orange." He continued, as if it were the most obvious thing in the realm.

"Definitely not, but I want to see this." I said as I started to head towards Jordan's house.

"Do you know who did?" He asked, I could tell by his tone of voice that he was pulling through his hair with his fingers.

"Nope." I told him, popping the 'p'. "Didn't even know about it until now."

"Okay." He said. I reached the bottom of the hill where Jordan was building his house.

"I'll help you though." I said. When there was no response I pulled my phone away from my ear and realized it had died. I sighed before shoving it back into my pocket and running up the hill. I reached Jordan's house to find him standing in front of an orange house. I explored and quickly found a sign declaring that the homeowners association had supposedly done this to Jordan's house. We talked for a bit before I left to go eat lunch and Jordan started to fix his house. Which would take a while.