discontinued; Give Me Love || Mitchell Hughes

Team Crafted One-Shot (Not Related)

[Confusing, I know]

6 March 14

NOT edited

NOT RELATED TO GIVE ME LOVE'S PLOT

Quickfire = Deadlox is dying, and when someone dies in TC, everyone gets transported to the Minecraft world. They meet in an ocean biome, at the beach. When someone in TC dies, they live forever in Minecraftia (Heaven). So Ty is dying, and he's waiting for Adam to come. Adam gets teleported late because he died just a little before Ty did, and as prophecy states, 'The newest late must bring in the dying mate.' After, they say goodbye and the rest of TC get transported back to 'Earth'. Soon after, Ryan comes in, (The newest TC member) invited from Adam and Ty before they died.

Hey guys. So you know how Deadlox and SkyDoesMinecraft quit Team Crafted? Like BlueMonkey, SetoSorcerer and CavemanFilms?

Yeah. So I wrote a one shot about it. It's short, I'm sorry. I struggled with this because I'm still going through writer's block and a bit of depression. :-)

We stay together even when they fall apart, 'kay?

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"No!" I screamed, sobbing. "Stop, please!"

"Lux!" Mitch yelled, holding me back.

I watched in horror as his nutella eyes stared at me. "I'm sorry."

He weakly grabbed my hand, pulling it to his chest. "Keep her strong, Mitch."

Tears streamed down my face as I watched him, slowly fading in the wind. "Please! Stay! We need you, I need you!"

I looked up, vision blurry. I saw their eyes, staring at me with a poker face...

The blue ones that kept me awake at night with emails about animation ideas.

The purple ones that were awakened with the mist of a sorcerer.

The brown ones who belonged to the person who always wanted to explore the next cave.

'This is it' they all read, saying the truth.

We all watched him cough weakly, his eyes turning dark. "He's supposed to be here."

He began to get up, even in his weak state. His long hair covered some of his face, his eyes desperate for his friend.

"I'm right here."

I looked up, pain shooting inside me.

The hazel ones which craved for butter and laughter, who overcame the insecurities.

A choked sob came out, as the others who were still alive cried in silence behind me and Mitch. "No... This is not how it ends! All the good guys are suppose to live! You did nothing wrong!"

"But I just died... I did something wrong." His laughter rang through my ears, piercing the scariest and darkest parts of my heart.

"Lux, get up," Mitch whispered into my ear, gently pulling my onto my feet.

I nodded, knowing it was the right thing to do. Everyone's eyes were on me, knowing I was a grenade that could explode any minute. I didn't though, not in this situation. Just keep letting the tears flow, and swallow away the sobs.

The dying one felt relaxed as his best buddy came, sighing out one of his last breaths. "Finally. Took you long enough."

The two chuckled together, as if nothing wrong was happening. I opened my mouth to protest, but Mitch squeezed my hand.

"This isn't right Mitch," I whispered, shoving my back against him.

He simply shook his head, "This is how it goes in Team Crafted."

Looking at him, I saw him smiling softly with tears falling too. I nodded back, turning to look at the two again.

"Damn, you're heavy," the hazel laughed, dragging his friend out to sea.

The long hair from his face didn't move when his head touched the water, it simply... floated. The boy laughed back, shrugging. "I told you before I die, I want to eat as much as I can."

It took a few seconds for him to be pulled at sea, but suddenly a silent white bomb flashed, signaling that one was dead. We blinked a few times, adjusting from the sudden light.

There he was, floating. He smiled at us with a toothy grin, "Feels all better now."

The two of them smiled as the other late three smiled softly and warmly at them. The sorcerer slowly floated to Mitch and I, cautiously looking at Mitch. He stopped at the end of the water, knowing he couldn't go further.

Mitch swallowed deeply, knowing he has unsettled business with him. "Look I-"

"I better not see any of you soon," he interrupted. "Another dead one? I'll probably die again."

Mitch's eyes widened, and soon filled with more tears. "I didn't know, I didn't know! I'm so sorry, I didn't pay enough attention," he rambled on, wiping his tears like a little boy.

We ignored Mitch, as we stared directly at each other. "Did you hit those two with one of your BFF arrows?"

I laughed half-heartedly, "I don't have one of those, you know."

"I know, I just wanted to strike a conversation with my friend's girlfriend," he chuckled.

He walked back, smiling at Mitch. He turned away, walking -floating- to the others. He watched in silence with the others, interested in the two again.

"We're dead, Adam," the boy said to his mate.

"Yup. We're dead, Ty," Adam responded, wrapping his arm around Ty. "But at least we're together, right?"

Ty nodded, his long hair swaying. "We got Dan, Seto and Steven too."

Adam nodded, a comfortable silence washing over them. It soon turned depressing, their thoughts eating it up. "We're dead..."

They turned to us, smiling softly. Dan, Seto and Steven stared at us too, smiling. "Goodbye Team Crafted."

"I'm Sky, and I'll see you later recruits."

"I am Deadlox, and peace out."

Their voices cracked, pain emitting from it.

I bit my lip, trying to hold it a back. "Goodbye," we whispered, the rest of Team Crafted.

They smiled at us, then disappearing in thin air. Our surroundings changed suddenly, and we were in the Team Crafted house.

"Hello?" someone yelled, knocking on the door. "I know you guys are in there!"

We all furrowed our eyebrows, "Who's that?"

Mitch got up, confusion on his face, as he walked to the door. He opened it up slowly, seeing a young lad outside.

His head peeked through the door. "Hey Mitch, Lux, Jason, Ian, Jerome and Husky." His smile lit up the whole room, "I got an invitation from someone named - A & T to come here."

Everything was clear at that moment, everything. Adam and Ty knew he was good, so they invited him into our group. Our team. Team Crafted.

I smiled softly, peace radiating through me for once.

"Hey Ryan."

[Love you all]