Hybrid Factors (A Team Crafted FF)

Chapter 25 (Sky)

I was mad they didn't let me help, but I'm relieved the situation passed and no one was hurt. Right now Max and Ross were guiding us back home. They walked close together, Ross clinging to Max's arm and leanibg his head against his friend--or maybe boyfriend--'s shoulder as Max rambled on about some nonsense. It was cute.

"Sky," Ty said suddenly, taking my hand in his.

"Yeah, love?" I asked, a bit distracted by the fact our friend had been abducted and he was finally safe except missing his freaking arm.

"Are you okay?" I looked back at him, my mind swirling with confusing at his question.

"Of course I am, why?"

"I dunno, you've just been acting a bit weird since this whole thing started. I guess I just expected you to go back to normal now that it's all over." He answered plainly.

"This whole situation just stressed me out for a while. I'm okay, I promise," I smiled, leaving a small kiss on his cheek. "No need to worry, alright?"

"Alright," Ty repeated.

"Lovebirds! Get your butts up here!" Mitch called for us. I hadn't realized we had begun trailing behind the others.

"Hey!" I shouted back, laughing. We ran up behind the Merome couple. I jokingly punched Mitch's arm and Ty basically jumped on his back, making him shriek like a little girl. We burst out laughing, Jermore trying to contain his giggles.

"Not you too, Biggums," Mitch whined jokingly, pushing Jerome away from him before he could burst into a giggle fit. "Why is everyone against me."

Seto made a flicking motion and Jerome's head jerked forwards, stopping his laughing. Jerome spun around, "Hey!" Seto smiled innocently, tilting his head to the side. He nudged his hand to the side, sending Mitch toppling on top of Jerome, turning Jerome into a blushing mess. They scrambled to get up. Dang, this kid knows his ships.

Ross looked back at us, smiling. Seto twisted his hand, sending Ross spinning into Max's arms. His face went bright red, he laughed nervously. Max smirked, crouching down and picking up Ross, setting him on his shoulders before he stood. Ross, still a squirrel human tomato, silently played with the redhead's hair, braiding a few pieces together.

I lifted my arm over Ty's head and put my arm around Ty's waist, pulling him a tiny bit closer. Ty's fingers were still intertwined with mine. He smiled, setting his head on my shoulder. We all kept walking for a while, joking and pushing each other around.

All of a sudden Ty lifted his head, placing his palm on the side of his head phones, fingertips on the ring around the green. He twisted the ring, "Everybody, quiet!" He shouted, flicking his mic down, finger resting on the mic. "General Ty Deadlox from the Dead Army here, report, I repeat, General Deadlox here, report."

Everyone fell silent. Ty bit his lip, his fang drawing a drop off blood, which he ignored. "Uranion? Uranion, calm down!"

"Uranion? Ty, link him to me," Jason cut in. Ty nodded, tapping a button on the side of his headphones and sliding his finger through the air towards Jason.

He tapped the center of his necklace-choker-thing and pressed on his earpiece, which the squids hadn't found but the signal was blocked off and corrupt so he couldn't contact us earlier. "Jersay, is that you? It's me, General Jason TruMU from the Star Army, I'm here, jus listen to my voice, okay? I need you to give me a report on the situation, can you do that for me?"

He fell silent for a few moments, "Alright, I need you to do something for me. Put the base into maximum security and call a mass evac to the Depths. Get to the lab as quickly as you can, initiate system purple, the code is 13279-TL.o, and call the warriors devision to the front line, defense second and archers third. If it gets closer than five hundred blocks, give them the command to commence fire. Hold you ground for as long as you can, we're on our way. Go."

He looked to us, "We have a level 9-BL.10ED situation back home, we gotta back there."

Level nine boss, tier ten EnderDragon? What the heck is it doing at the base? Unless . . .

It's looking for Ty.