"I cannot believe that some...FOOL would be STUPID enough to resurrect him!"
The elderly woman in her 670's paced quickly around her tiny, shambled witch hut she liked to call home, a midnight black cat with piercing blue eyes followed her, licking his paws as if deep in thought.
"I...for the time being...am not sure. Domination of Babylon probably,as that's what they all seem to want these days..."
He lazily rolled onto his back,flicking his tail against the wooden wall.
"However, im sure there is something you can do about it? Bella,this isn't the first time he's appeared! And we both know that this won't be the last!"
"Lucifer I know that!"
Her croaky, shrill voice erupted into the room,making the cat flatten his ears in disapproval.
The witch's eyes softened slightly, as she approached her cat with an outstretched hand.
"I'm sorry luci...I just don't know what to do! There is no way that I have enough...youth in me to fight him again! I was 97 when we first met, 233 the next time, and 560 the last time!" Plus, I had..."
She watched Luci's thin whiskers fall slightly,ears flattening once again in sadness.
"I need...a new group.Ha! That's it! I need a new group! That's all there is to it!"
The moment of guilt and upset was replaced alarmingly quickly,as Bella hobbled around the room in excitement, and throwing her arms up in the air,mumbling a spell, and enchanting the surroundings as they slowly started to shift.Now, instead of a humble shack with a dusty cotton bed and furnace,the room was bright and shiny and new again,with purple carpet,birch walls and a glowstone table in the centre of the room. Luci was with her,and he stretched his slender body,scratching gently at the soft carpet,appreciating the warmth rather than the splintered floor of the normal shack they slept in.
"Now Luci...lets see who we can find shall we?"
Luci came and sat on the table,as Bella conjured a crystal ball from her bare hands,and placing it on the table in front of them.
"Go for it Donna"
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Meanwhile,in a different dimension of a planet called 'Minecraft', there laid a humongous arena.It's magnificent exterior was polished marble,and glowstone lamps with red stained glass,giving an eerie glow.
It can seat 15,000 people,as it is doing so on this cold and stormy day.
And 15,000 people are seated with excitement,as a fight is about to take place.
For there is a group of 6 boys in the centre of this arena,all weapon-less and are waiting in anticipation for their fight to begin,as they are about to fight 30 waves of mobs.
There are weapons scattered around the edge of the arena.
And Mitchell can see every single one of them.
The boy with the chequered red and black hoodie,squeezed his best friends hand beside him.A bacca,a beast of the forest gently squeezed back,and smiled at him.Mitch looked around quietly at his other friends beside him.They were all standing with their backs inward in a circle,clenched fists and nervous breaths clearly seen by all of them.
"LADIEEES! AND GENTLEMEN!"
A loud shout through a megaphone made Mitch jump out of his thoughts,and Jerome's hand (still clasped with his) squeezed tighter in reassurance.
"YOU ALL KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS! AS WE HAVE NEW CONTESTANTS FOR THE ARENA!"
The crowd erupted with cheer's and roars,along with whooping and clapping.
Mitch felt even more nervous.
"OUR FIRST GAMES OF THE MONTH OF OCTOBER! OF COURSE IT'S GONNA BE CHALLENGING! AND WE WILL SEE IF THESE 6 UNFORTUNATE SOULS WILL BE ABLE TO DEFEAT THE 30 WAVES OF MOBS! SO WITHOUT FURTHER A DO...LETS START THE WAVEEEEEES!"
The announcer ended with a drawn applause,as the crowd once again erupted with excitement at the blood bath that was about to take place.
They didn't sign up for this,oh no.
They were made to.
Kidnapped,and forced into the arena with only 5 hours notice,this was the first time any of the group had seen the sun since they had been abducted.Now,with only their PVP skills being the beacon of hope for them,they knew they had to stay strong for each other,and try to win as best they could.They were all missing their friends and family terribly,and each one of them was trembling at the thought of never seeing them again.If they managed to defeat all 30 waves,(with each one becoming increasingly harder) they got to go home.With no price,other than their lives.And if some of the group dies,they would be beautifully healed and preserved in glass to be put on display with the other,hundreds of thousands of unfortunate people and creatures.
"3!"
An incredibly loud crunching and groaning could be heard,as the large iron gates of the arena began to open.
"2!"
Jerome let go of Mitch's hand,giving him a determined smile as the crowd went silent.
"1!"
"LET THE HORDES COMMENCE!"
They moved.All 6 of them.They started to spread out,circling and running to grab any weapon they could.
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With powers combined-The Pack FF
FanfictionAll 6 of the pack are rescued from a seemingly inescapable doom.Their thanks in return? Become the prophecies that their own saviour saw in them, and become the saviours of the two dimensions of Babylon and Earth using the powers of the elements, a...
