Lost In A Cube World (A DanTDM Fanfic)

8. Trayaurus! You Ba-

I had scarcely finished my sentence before the lab sirens began blaring. I covered my ears and hurried through the door, stopping my bee-line to Trayaurus only to break the redstone wires. After the ringing had subsided, I prepared to confront him. The alarm only went off if it was a serious, murderous mod. Which I didn't need right now. Spotting him messing around with his golden laptop, I resisted slapping his stupid face and whirled him around.

"The hell are you doing, you punk?"

I couldn't contain my anger any more. Turning to the wall, I punched it, relieving most of my frustration.

"Huurrr"

"What do you mean, 'Go in there'? I said, what are you doing?!"

"Herp"

"I highly doubt there's going to be a nice present in there for me. I'm not going in!"

He seemed to be getting agitated as well. Whatever it is, it must be important.

"Huurrrttpp"

I sighed. He won't give up.

"Fine. I'll go. But I need food. And, knowing you, armour."

I'm pretty sure I saw a smirk on Trayaurus' face before he turned to the chest underneath the counter, taking out freshly cooked steak, brand new iron armour and two splash healing potions. I devoured the steaks even quicker than Grim and put on the armour, realising I didn't have a weapon. Trayaurus shook his head and pointed at the testing chamber, impatient. Either I didn't need one or it was inside, liking neither option. Here I was, lost in a cube world, and already a test subject after what, a week. Taking a deep breath, I watched Trayaurus walk into the viewing area, and ran through the door.

Oh god, bad decision. A mutant zombie spawned right in front of me, taking me by surprise. He leaped miles in the air and thumped the ground, sending me flying to the other side of the arena. Now he was in the way of the exit. I quickly looked up at Trayaurus, who was laughing his sweet little villager butt off.

"TRAYAURUS, YOU BIG BA-AAAAAAARGH!!!"

The giant zombie stopped me from my cursing as he grabbed me and threw me around, my armour causing a loud CLUNK every time I came in contact with the hard, metal wall. I was losing this fight. I threw a potion above me, hoping to catch it in time. But obviously, the mutant had other ideas. He picked me up again, this time face to face. His rancid, rotten breath was all I could smell. Trying to escape, knowing this was probably my last few moments before I was eaten, I noticed something. His name was Bort. Again, I knew that from somewhere. I could only watch as the beast threw me hundreds of blocks in the air, slowly falling towards a small section of water. I closed my eyes and hoped it would be over with quickly.