We Meet Again... (A Minecraft Story; Sequel to Real Or Not?)

Chapter 8 - Caution

Red's POV

"Sir, the base has been packed up and moved onto the ship.  All that remains is your order to move out."

"I believe we are ready, Kam.  Give me a few more minutes and I'll meet you on the bridge."

"Yes, sir!"

Kam, my second-in-command, left to attend the bridge.

When I was sure I was alone, I pulled Becca's phone from my secret pocket.  It still had 100% even though it's been on for weeks.

I found her password a few days ago.  The drawing password would've been impossible to find, but she had a backup password if she ever forgot.  4058 (Not actually my password.  Obviously.  :P).

She had an interesting app called Wattpad.  Apparently, she has written her adventure here into a story called What The..., and it's not doing too bad.  570 reads, 24 votes.  Funny how that book is actually non-fiction.  She also had quite a few Minecraft stories in her library, and they described the way our world looked!

I pocketed the phone once again and looked over the ship, sighing.

Ready or not, Nick, I'm coming back.

Rebecca's POV  (Remember, that 3rd thing in Becca's mind, not Becca herself)

I sat on the edge of the pipe slide, smiling slightly as 8-year-old Becca chased Rose around the playground.

"Come on, Rose!  You're much faster than me!"  She yelled.  Rose only laughed and kept running.  She climbed up the 2nd slide area with 2 metal slides.  Becca groaned and ran to get her.

I COULD SIT HERE FOR HOURS WATCHING LITTLE BECCA, BUT I'M BUSY FEEDING OFF THE ENERGY FROM THE MEMORY.

I've been having to constantly jump from memory to memory since the egos found me out.

Speaking of jumping....

Rose's physical features started shifting strangely.  Her skin turned darker, her hair turned black, her green eyes turned brown.

I rolled my eyes.  GREAT.  GOTTA MOVE AGAIN.

Becca never noticed that Rose changed into Jane, her black friend from a couple years ago.  Then again, why would she?

I searched through her memories again until I came across another happy one.

This one was my most favorite one.  Becca cherished this memory so much that it's energy levels are much higher than any other.

This is 6-month-old Becca.  She's lying on the ground while her mother is changing her diaper, smiling all the while at the cutie.

Becca loves this memory because it's the only one she has from any point of her life before being 5 years old.

I sat on the floor next to her mother and sighed contently as the energy flew into me.

SOON.  VERY SOON.

Ross's POV

I crouched in the bushes on the side of the White House, watching Nick talk to some girl. I've never seen her before.

I checked on the explosives in my bag to make sure everything was secure.

I glanced back at the front of the White House to see Ghetto had come outside along with Shark and AK.  I concluded Ghetto wasn't going because he only had a gun.  Everyone else had packs and guns.

Ugh.  More obstacles I have to clear.

Then I smirked.  But I love the challenge....

Becca's POV  (Sorry for all the POV changing!)

I flinched.  Something's happening....  There's great evil in the air...much plotting....

Huh?  I don't sense anything.

...I feel something, too....

...Something is amiss....

I shook my head and boxed the thought away.

Nick placed a hand on my shoulder.  "You ready to go?"

I nodded just as Jin walked out, a shotgun hanging on his back, NV goggles on his forehead.  He was smiling.  "Let's go save Jess!"

I clapped my hands together and jumped up and down excitedly, my cuffs lightly hitting my hands.  I love adventuring even though it got me bit and nearly killed a lot.

I hugged Ghetto and then wrote something in my book, showing it to him.

He read it over and smiled.  "Cory and the general are checking the inside of the building for secret routes in so they can barricade it."

I nodded, a little disappointed that I couldn't say bye to them.

'Tell them I said bye!'

"Will do, Becca."

Ghetto smiled at all of us before going back into the White House.

I adjusted my pack and grinned, clutching the book to my chest.

"AK, where are we heading?"

"There's an old, abandoned factory about a mile or so from here.  I've seen light emitting from the inside, so I'm positive he's there."

A look of determination crossed everyone's faces.  We walked down the stairs into the courtyard.

Jess...here we come.  Please be OK.

Jess's POV  (So.  Many.  POVs.)

I shuddered a bit from the cold, pulling my knees closer to my chest.

Why'd I do it?  I acted just like Sky did after Barney....  I'm such an idiot.

I stood up and walked over to the barred window of the room.

Yay.  Front seat view of zombies wondering around.

I growled quietly and walked over to one of the two iron doors, shoving on it.

Ugh.  No use.

I turned around and slid down the door slowly, returning to the position I was in a few minutes ago.

Nick...please hurry....

Sky's POV

I growled slightly in the 1 x 1 cage I was in.  "I'm...still...here....  Ross...you...will...pay...."

I shuddered and fell to the ground, my strength leaving me.

...even at the cost of my own life....

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So many POVs.  xD

But hey!  At least I know I can write in other POVs besides my own.  That's a plus for me!

Smash that vote button at hyper speeds, Hyperfans!

-Becca <3