Portals- A Minecraft: Story Mode Fanfiction

Chapter 43- Ahead of the Game

Lukas's POV

I woke up the next morning and looked around. No blood stains. No bodies. I grabbed my chest and sighed in relief, only to feel something wet on my hand. I looked down and found myself drenched in water from head to toe as if I had jumped into a lake...

...or a bathtub.

I quickly threw off the sheets and scurried out of the room. I had to see Jesse and Petra. In the hall, Sheldon was coming out of his room when he saw me. He gave me a weird look.

"Lukas. You're very wet," he said, "What are you doing?"

"Yeah, I noticed. Are Jesse and Petra up?" I asked.

"They're up. But Petra... I'm worried about her. She didn't have an appetite and seemed like she was in a lot of pain. Maybe you could help? I mean, you guys are friends, maybe she'd like to talk to you."

"Okay, thank goodness, where is she?" I said, catching my breath.

"In her room, upstairs. You know where that is, right?"

"I think so. Thanks." I ran off before he could say anything else. The dream I had the night before replayed itself in my mind as vivid as ever. It was all a dream. Stop worrying! It was just a dream!

When I reached Petra's room, Magnolia was sitting at the edge of her bed. Petra laid there scrunched into a ball on her side, moaning softly with her arms wrapped around her middle. Her eyes were shut tightly and her jaw was clenched.

"Petra," I spoke, "How—how're you doing?"

She opened her eyes slightly.

"Lukas," she said, her voice making it obvious she was in deep pain, "Hey."

"She's been feeling like this all morning," Magnolia said, "Something's seriously wrong with her."

"I'm sorry," I said, "What's bothering you?"

"My head!" Petra cried, "And my stomach... and my back... and, augh! Everything!" She shut her eyes again and breathed unevenly, inhaling in small spurts.

"I can't... think straight," she continued, "It just... hurts... everything!"

Ombrexi. I shook my head. That was a dream. She's been having problems for a while now. Ombrexi hurt dream Petra. Not real Petra.

"I just... think I need quiet..." she said, "The sound... hurts..."

"Okay, it's gonna be okay, we're leaving now," I said, trying to sound reassuring. I motioned for Magnolia to follow me as I quietly shut the door.

"I wish she wasn't hurting... it makes me so sad for her," Magnolia told me, "I wish we could... do something."

"But what?" I asked. Magnolia didn't answer.

"Hope for the best," she said, then walked away.

Petra's POV

It was afternoon now, and some of the pain had subsided. I wore a cool, wet cloth over my forehead, but that only made me cold. I took it off and threw it over the side of the bed, where I heard it splat against the wooden floor. After a few seconds, though, I began to feel hot again, a blanket of perspiration tickling my skin. Groaning, I leaned back over to reach for the cloth. That only made my head spin and the room became blurry. The ground slapped the side of my body with the cloth laying just beside my face. I gave a small cry in agony as I tried to lift myself up with the little strength I had.

All of a sudden, a calmness entered the room. I felt my pain subside like it was being drained out of my toes. My vision became clear and my stomach was no longer filled with knots. I looked up and there before me stood a very familiar figure: Ethro. With a smile, he gave me his hand and helped me up. Touching him sent a surge of energy through my body and it was like I was never hurt in the first place.