Hybrid Factors (A Team Crafted FF)

Chapter 16 (Jason)

I woke up in pain. My wrists were chained to a wall and I couldn't move. A psychotic giggle echoes in the darkness around me. I blink a few times, the darkness retreating to the corners of my vision.

"Thank Notch, you're not dead." Someone to my right mutters.
"W-What happened?" I ask.
"Listen, we're in the squid's main HQ, and soon, they won't need me anymore," A male voice starts explaining. "So you'll take my place. Time passes faster here, too, a day or two is only a half hour where we come from. The squids use this to their advantage. After a day in our world has passed, they will be done "training" you to be their weapon, and I won't be able to help you. Act like you're obeying them in front of them, but push their "training" away. You need to stay sane."

I pushed my head to the side to face him. He had glasses, messy, brown hair, and blue eyes. He looked around my age, too. His clothes were torn and ragged, bruises and bandaids dotting his body. I took notice of a rather large scar on his calf.

"W-Who are you?" I asked.
"Oh, me? Tyler. Tyler Brotato. You?" Tyler responded.
"General Jason TrueMU of the Star Army. I would normally say "it's a pleasure to meet you," but . . ." I trailed off, beginning to pull my wrist away from the chains.
"Oh. My. Notch. There's no way you're him!" He gawked.
"Afraid so." I chuckled, tugging lightly on the chains.
"Okay, so I know this might sound weird, but . . . " He hesitated. " . . . You've been my crush for the longest time!" He suddenly blurted out.

I had an emotionless response. I pressed my wrists to the wall behind me as I thought. I threw my arms out in front of me, yanking the chains off the wall with a little SNAP. "That's adorably cute, like you!" I finally said, giggling lightly as I stood up and offered him my hand. He took it, blushing like mad, and stumbled, falling on me. I put my hands on his waist, holding him up.

"Hey, are you okay, Tyler?" I asked.
"Y-Yeah, I'm fine, Mr. TrueMU. Just a little sore from discipline after disobeying orders," He chuckled nervously. "Nothing too abnormal around here."
"WHAT?!" I screamed. I was furious.
"Hey! Quiet down in there, freak, four-eyes," The guard called Tyler by a curse word.

I was freak. I didn't care what they called me, I cared about what they were doing to Tyler and calling him. My expression darkened. I used my magic to help Tyler lean against the wall as I slowly shifted into my Wither form, starting with my eyes turning completely black. Tyler watched me, terrified as the chains attached to my wrists disintegrated. I looked away from him, slowly walking over yo the bars. I grabbed onto the bars of our cell, felling them slowly turn to dust in my hands while I broke them out of place and threw them at a wall.

The guard spun around, their eyes widening in fear. My tail hit the bars beside me, making an alarming amount of noise, as I stepped towards the guard who began backing up. "Mind repeating that little name you gave my friend Tyler~?" I purred, a chaotic tome dancing in my words. They shook their head frantically, backing into a wall. I slashed my claws across their chest, their blood splatering around us before it turned black and they fell to the ground, limp. I shifted back to a human and turned back to Tyler, walking back into the cell. He slid to the ground, holding his head.

I sat down beside him and leaned on his shoulder, slowly falling asleep as his body relaxed and he pet my head gently. He kissed my forehead before falling asleep himself.

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I've been here for a month. That's fifteen and a half hours back home. I sacrificed my chance at freedom to make sure Tyler escaped. I learned to love him back and gave him my first kiss. All that was a little less than a week ago.

Everyday I'd push away what I was taught during my "training sessions" by meditating. And everyday, somehow, my spirit appears in the Eastern Bay's forests. I wander around, calling out for Tyler. Every time someone approaches me, going out to touch me, I would lash out with no control over my body, calling Tyler's name even louder.

On every tree and rock I came across, there were different missing posters, all for me. "Whatever you need the most plus a hundred diamond blocks to whomever finds Jason and returns him to the armies' main base alive and well" was what they all said.

I got an idea.

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My plan didn't work.

It's been two days.

They don't disturb me while I meditate anymore, thankfully. Today, I didn't believe it. I see Tyler up ahead.

"TYLER! TYLER, IT'S JASON!" I began crying.
"Wha-- Jason?" He turned around. "JASON!" I ran up to him and hugged him tightly.
"Tyler, I missed you! It's so lonely and almost unbearable down there without you!" I cried into his shirt as he wrapped his arms around my barely solid figure.
"Jason, sweets . . . What have they done to you?" He pulled back and brushed his thumb over a large bruise trailing along my jawline.

"Too much pain," I got up onto my tiptoes and kissed him softly before seeing my hand begin to fade. "I'm fading away. Listen, find Team Crafted and bring them to the squid base. They haven't moved me from the cell we shared. But, they did upgrade the base, I can't transfer to my Wither form anymore and they embedded the obsidian walls with bedrock. The "training" has almost come to an end and soon they'll try to wipe my memory, we don't have much time. Please, hurry. I love you." I said before I faded completely and woke up in my cell.

I gripped the sleeves of my jacket, small tears slipping down my cheeks.

"Tyler, Ty, Sky, Quentin, Ian, Seto, Mitch, Jerome, recruits . . . I miss you all, please," I whispered to no one. "Please find me quickly."