A Portal to Insanity: A Minecraft: Story Mode Fan Fiction (2.5K+ READS!)

Chapter 19 - Boiling Point

      Cassie walks back to her secret planning room in the base of the Old Builders after a heated dispute between her two friends, which ended up in a neutral agreement between Lizzie and Sparklez, but no means of receiving the flint and steel for her.

       "I see you have failed...", the voice pipes out in her conscience.

       "Yes, yes I did...", she replies.

       "Well Cassie, I guess you will be forced to move to plan B then..."

     "Plan B won't be that bad, just some minor traps in a huge mansion for Winslow".

      Cassie leaps down to the cave and unlocks the iron door to her planning room, Winslow lays on the couch perfectly still.

      "Your master is back from visiting and has brought blocks for you kitty-mansion.", Cassie informs to Winslow. "Now we can build you a big house just for you!"

      Winslow, like the cat he is, hops off from his resting place to embrace for his master by crawling onto the legs and purring.

      "C'mon Winslow, your master now needs to perfect your plans for your mansion!", she kindly says as she picks up Winslow from the ground and onto the chest beside Cassie's desk. She pulls out her plans and proceeds to brainstorm and draw more traps and contraptions she could use to get the portal key from her Sparklez and Lizzie.

      "If I recall, I could use the skills I've learnt previously in order to make this the best trap and build Perrsonville has ever seen!", she plans in her mind.

       She recalls on her award she has received during the Tri Block Games. "With the help of learning from Stampy and his redstone engineering, Lizzie and her brewing skills, Sparklez and Mitch with their combat skills, my skills will outweigh all of their skills...and surely, I will have the portal key all to myself!"

      Cassie stands up and by the strength of her arm, throws another knife into an armour stand containing a pumpkin with Shane's face drawn onto it, the blade slices into the pumpkin and through the forehead of Shane's head, it now has another steel arm sticking out of the head.

      "That's one for you, Shane! Every idea thought out is another step closer to your impending DEATH!", she cries out at the inanimate body of Shane. "So...you killed Mitch...because you thought I killed Edwin! It was not my fault...of course...if it was part of the plan..."

      The armor stand does not mouth a word. Only an orange ooze from the pumpkin is the only response.

      "Don't play with me, Shane Winters! I know you...I know where you'll be...I know how you fight! Nope, there is no going back Shane...I'm on to you! Isn't that right Winslow?", she playfully asks, scratching Winslow behind the ears. "Winslow loves scratchies, does he?"

       Cassie sits down on the couch with her furry friend, she continues the scratching treatment on Winslow.

      "Cass...we need to talk!", a voice rings out from the other side of the base, Cassie checks for the source; a figure dressed in black and white striped shirt and a faded brown jacket and tan bottoms; someone familiar.

      "Cassie, are you here? We really need to talk!"

      Cassie stands up and awaits for the individual to step out into the light, The familiar person proceeds closer until a streak of frail blonde hair comes out into the open; it was Katerena.

       "I'm afraid this cannot be good...", the voice optimistically suggests.

       Cassie hurries to evade her, but the mischievous Katerena quickly outflanks the escaping Cassie and grabs her by shoulders quicker than a scared ocelot.