Dangan Ronpa Minecraft...Finale....

Chapter 9 - The Misfit...Murderers?

Object's POV

Ughhhh....

Pretty sure I'm injured....

I cracked my eyes open to see a blue sky and a couple trees.

I just laid there catching my breath for a bit.

Eventually, I decided to sit up.

I braced myself and pushed myself into sitting position with my arms.

Ok...they didn't feel weird, so I don't think they're broken.

I looked around and saw Cassia a few feet or so away.  She was still out.

I looked down at my chest and saw the leather strap for the bag of potions.

I quickly moved the bag in front of me and placed it between my legs.

...The bottom of the bag was wet....

I opened the bag and winced.

Two of the bottles were broken and empty, but the other two were fine.

I sighed and took the broken bottles out, placing them on the ground next to me.

I shut the bag and started to get up.

But...my left leg was moving much slower than my right, and I felt quite a bit of pressure in the knee area.

Well then.  My leg's broken.  Great.

I straightened my legs again and pulled a bottle out, looking at it mournfully before chugging it.

I placed it next to the other bottles, wincing at the pressure in my leg.

I mean, it didn't hurt, but I know it should've.

I waited a few minutes before trying to bend it.

It bent like normal.

I sighed and stood up, picking up the empty bottles and pocketing them.

I went over to Cassia and knelt next to her.

She looked...extremely beat up.  Bruises, cuts, the likes.

I gently touched a not-hurt part of her shoulder.  "Cassia?"

Her eyes slowly opened and she looked up at me.  "Oww...oh, hi, Object...."

She tried to sit up but she cried out in pain and fell back.

I winced.  "Uh, yeah, don't move.  We kinda got destroyed fighting against Herobrine."

Gosh, even having CIP doesn't help the fact that I'm empathetic to pain....

"Ok, um...I...dunno what to do!"  I exclaimed.

Cassia sighed.  "Look around.  We sssssseem to be in a foresssssst.  Maybe there'ssssss a town ssssssomewhere around here...."

"But...I don't wanna leave you here alone, and even if I could, lugging you around would hurt you more.  We need to find a doctor."

"Do you honesssssstly think there'ssssss a doctor who would heal a freaky hybrid like me?  They might jusssssst call the police or ssssssomething."

"Well, I have to try!  Leaving you alone could cause you to get shot by a skeleton or blown up by a creeper or eaten by a zombie or something that spiders do or endermen might kill you!"

Cassia laughed lightly, wincing slightly.  "Calm down, Object.  Assssss far as I know, none of thosssssse mobssssss are ressssssisssssstant to fire.  I can sssssstill breathe fire, you know."