Sky Returns {Completed}

Mitchell

A young, tall male with a skinny frame walked through the forest near New Mine City, his caramel brown eyes glowing in the sunlight that leaked through the trees. He wore a white shirt underneath a red-and-black flannel jacket with blue jeans and red shoes. Golden dog tags hung around his neck, swaying softly as he walked, a bounce in his step as he hummed happily. His name was Mitchell Hughes, who lived in the forest with his best friend Jerome ASF, a Bacca that was very protective of Mitchell, or Mitch, as he liked to be called. Jerome and Mitch lived in a small shack that was in the very heart of the deep forest, living off the land and hunting animals for food. It was a cozy, comfy life, with a few scares here and there during winters when they began to run a bit low on food. Ever since one certain winter where they were so hungry that they had to eat rotten apples and moldy bread, Mitch kept a few dollars stashed away for an emergency.

Mitch walked through the forest, his bow in his hand and his quiver on his back. He held the bow lazily but ready, alert in case anything decided to pop out and attack him. Jerome had told him that he had seen more wolves than usual around these parts... Mitch sighed at the thought of killing a wolf. They were such beautiful and free creatures. He wished he could train them all to be kind so humans wouldn't want to hunt them down, it just seemed so unfair to him. Then anything, any kind of killing to any animal without a real cause seemed unfair to him. He shook his head. He had to get some more herbs so Jerome could make that poison for the tips of his arrows. Jerome was in charge of getting their dinner tonight.

He stopped suddenly as he heard yelling, and his eyes widened in surprise. People? Not a lot of people came to these forests, especially since it was so close to the city! He hesitated as he thought of checking out the noise, and he wondered if it would be a good idea without Jerome. He wasn't there to watch his back like he always did... But there was a possibility that the people here would be long gone if he just left them alone or tried to find Jerome. His eyes suddenly widened. Jerome! What if they found and killed Jerome because they mistook him for a wild beast?! He gasped and began running toward the yelling. He had to get those people out of the forest!

Sky felt himself hit the water, spinning roughly as all of the air was knocked out of him. He fell down toward the seafloor fast, flailing his arms around helplessly as water rushed into his mouth and through his lungs. He opened his mouth, letting out a helpless scream. This was it, this was how he was going to die. He was going to drown, the squids would win, Minecraftia would be their's, and Sky's promise to B-

Suddenly, he saw a shape dart down in front of him, wrapping their arms around Sky tightly before kicking them up toward the surface. Sky was limp in their arms, his vision beginning to blacken as his lungs screamed for air. The figure seemed to be struggling to hold Sky up while pushing them toward the surface at the same time, its bony arms too weak to hold up Sky's muscular strength. Finally they broke into the surface, Sky's body limp as they struggled to hold him up. Sky was unconscious as the person helping him looked up to see True swimming toward them. They kept themselves up long enough for True to get them, allowing him to help them swim to the shore.

The two of them dragged Sky onto the shore as Ty ran up, helping them quickly. The man coughed as they sat in the sand, Ty checking Sky quickly. "He's alive..." He said before glaring at True. "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!"

"I thought he was going to swim!" True snapped.

"YOU GAVE HIM NO TIME TO EVEN PREPARE HIMSELF!" Ty yelled as the male, who was Mitch, watched with wide eyes.

"THAT'S HOW MY DAD TAUGHT ME!"

"WELL NOT EVERYONE LEARNS THAT WAY!"
"IT'S LIKE LIFE; SINK OR SWIM!"
"WELL HE SUNK!"
"OBVIOUSLY."

Ty rolled his eyes before looking at Mitch. "Thanks for helping us out man." Mitch just nodded and Ty held out his hand.

"I'm Tyler, call me Ty." Mitch smiled as he shook his hand.

"Mitchell. Call me Mitch." He said, and Ty nodded. He gestured to True.

"This jackass is True, the guy you saved is Sky Does Minecraft." Mitch's eyes widened.

"The Sky Does Minecraft?!" He asked with disbelief. "The Commander of the Sky Army?!" Ty blinked.

"You know it?" He asked.

"When I was thirteen I found a book about his army! I still have it!" He grinned.

"Nice dude!"

"Hold up." True said. "Why are you in the forest anyway?"

"I live here."

"Avoiding the taxes aye?"
"Heh, you could say that."

Mitch smiled slightly as he stood up. "So, why are you guys in the forest? Not a lot of people wonder from the city!" Ty sighed as he looked down at Sky.

"We were running from some people." He said.

"Police?"

"Nah. It's a long story..."

"Well... It's a long way to my cabin."

"What are you saying?"
"Night is coming, you guys need a place to stay. This forest isn't kind when it comes to strangers at night!"
"We just met you, how do we know you aren't going to kill us?"
"It's not me you should worry about! But my friend..."
"You aren't alone?" True asked, and Mitch smiled sheepishly.

"You know the Baccas?" He asked.

"Oh yeah, aren't they like, beasts who travel in packs in the North?" Ty asked.

"Yeah! Well... My friend Jerome is one, he left his pack a few years ago." Mitch said, and Ty blinked.

"Really? Why?" He asked. "I've heard that they're really close in their packs."

"He didn't like them that much... He's protective of me, but he'll grow on you! Come on, the sun is setting!" Ty looked at True, who sighed before he picked Sky up and threw him over his shoulder.

"We don't have any other way. Lead the way Mitch."