Believe Me

Thirty-Three: Thank Notch for Seto, Amirite?

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Believe Me

Ch 33: Thank Notch for Seto, Amirite?

Seto's POV

"W-Wha- What is- how-" He sucks in a breath, glances up, jumps to his feet. "Seto!"

"I-I'm- I'm f-fine," I lie through gritted teeth, willing myself to get off my hands and knees but not exactly succeeding. "S-Sorry, I've n-never tried that before; s-summoning a living, breathing person is m-much more difficult than summoning an object. A-Are you-" I choke back a violent cough. "Are you okay, Brice?"

"Are you?" he asks immediately. "'Cause you don't look okay."

"F-Fine- I-I think- just- i-if you're up for it, we need to- need to do the others." I take in a shuddering breath. "But if you're hurt, I-I can do it-"

"No, you can't," Brice says firmly. His voice drops to a whisper. "I'm sorry, Seto. I... I'm sorry. You're my best friend, and I... I shouldn't have stormed out and left you alone that day, I'm so sorry, I was being so stupid and I- I know you care about me, Seto, duh, you're the most caring person I know, and..."

"T-Two things," I say, ignoring both the 'friend' comment and the way my stomach flipped anyways. "One: You don't know how much that means to me, Brice. Two: Our other friends are still in trouble."

His eyes widen, and now is not the time to be thinking about how cute he looks. No emotions. Only concentration. "Right! How?"

"Take my hand." Emotions off, dang it. "Try not to feel anything. If you must feel something, feel desperation to save your friends."

Uh, okay, this isn't going to work.

"Perhaps we should just, um... I'll put my hand on your arm?"

He blushes terribly, and I fight back a blush of my own. No emotions! Geez, I take such risks, working with him daily.

"All right. Not perfect, but it'll have to do," I mumble, closing my eyes. "My apologies if we begin to float. Summone S-K-Y, J-A-S-O-N, Q-U-E-N-T-I-N, I-A-N, M-I-T-C-H, J-E-R-O-M-E, A-L-E-S-A, T-Y-L-E-R. Potestatem transferre alica post – a fonte ad source duo."

The room flashes purple, and I scream.

Sky's POV

"Oof," I gasp as I fly back onto the floor. Luckily, they have yet to attack my friends or use the eternal pain on me, but they do push my friends back every time they try to help. I stumble to my feet and sway a bit.

"This is getting a bit redundant," the monster girl hums. "Time to spice things up!" She lifts me off the ground with a suction cup to my head. "Catch, Johnny! Make him feel the Pain!"

My eyes go wide, and I struggle within her hold, but I can't manage to escape or to hurt her. "Sure thing," the boy calls back, and then I'm being slammed toward the end of SkyDoesMinecraft-

The air is knocked completely out of my lungs for a moment when I hit the wall, and all I can see is purple. Slowly, slowly, what seems to be a purple mist finally evaporates, and I can see again.

"Sky!" Jason shouts, scrambling across Seto's lab to sit next to me on the ground. "Are you all right? Are you hurt?"

"F-Fine," I stutter, standing up (with Jason's help). "It's cool. I'm good. Thanks."

"Oh, Notch, he passed out," Brice panics, and my eyes widen.

"Brice, you're alive!" I gape at him as I make my way over with Jason by my side.

"But I can't tell if Seto is," he says, almost hyperventilating as he leans over Seto's body. Potions whoosh across the lab, shattering against walls with puffs of yellow light.

"Woah, is that you!?" I ask. Jason stares at me as though questioning my priorities. Rude.

"I-I dunno," Brice replies, and a sob breaks through after his words. Oh. Oh.

"Wait, Seto is- Jason, go pick up the remaining potions! Call Annie, too, she seems to know how these things work." Jason runs off, recruiting the others to help him, and I drop to my knees by Seto. "Brice, explain."

"H-He teleported me here, but he usually can't teleport people without being right next to them and having their consent, and that's usually hard on him anyways, but I guess he knew I was in danger, and- and- and then he was really hurt but he said we needed to summon you guys, too, so I tried to help him and it hurt worse than the eternal pain but it was only for a second and then I felt even better than I had and what if I didn't concentrate hard enough or what if I screwed up the spell and hurt Seto even more or what if-"

I cut him off by pulling him close to me. "Seto will be fine, Brice. Do you remember what he said as his spell?"

"I- I- H-He- I dunno, it was- I don't know," Brice sobs, visibly shaking. Whether it's from the emotion or the extra energy he seems to have acquired, this is very concerning.

"Shh, calm down. It's okay, you don't have to remember. We'll figure this out anyways."

Brice slumps in my arms, though still jittery. "I just want my Seto to be okay," he sniffles, and my heart breaks for him because I understand. I just want my Ty to be okay.

"I know," I whisper. "Here, why don't you sit by him while I go help Jason and the others?"

"O-Okay," he replies brokenly while yellow magic mists around the ground near him. I jump to my feet and run towards the door Jason ran through earlier. How long does it take to call someone?

"Jason!" I yell impatiently. "Where's- Notch, are you all right?"

"N-No," my friend stammers through a stream of tears. "No, I- Ty's freaking out, all the magic crap by his bed is wigging out and messing up, and Ty's pulse is really unsteady, and Tyler thinks Ty is going to die, and- Sky, what do we do?"

"O-Okay, we- we'll just- it's fine, we- Ty won't- Ty is-" I force myself to take a deep breath. It doesn't help. "All right. Just... All right." I turn back toward the room Seto is in, freeze, turn toward Ty's room... Which do I help first?

"Seto!" Brice calls, and a half-second later, he's helping our sorcerer through the door. "Seto, wait, you need to rest!"

"We can't use the cake in the asylum," Seto pants, face scarily pale, eyes sparkling anyways. "They tainted it, it's useless. However, I've just had the strangest dream..." His eyes flick curiously to Brice and then back to me. "And I need to know if Alesa has any of her medicine left. I suddenly recall having worked her vaccination into her most recent bottle of pills..." His eyes twinkle mischievously.

As he surely expected, it takes me less than a minute to pry the info out of Alesa and dart across town to her house.

"Pills, pills, pills... ASHLEY! Where are Alesa's pills?" I yell, rummaging through their kitchen.

"In the pill place!" she replies from somewhere upstairs, and I huff.

"That doesn't help," I mumble, standing as tall as possible in order to see onto the shelves. "Aha!" With a jump and a yelp and just barely a success, I grab the pill bottle – how does Alesa reach that? – and sprint for the door. "Thanks, Ashley!"

I don't quite hear her reply because I'm already half-way back to the lab.