I've Failed (a Gameknight999 Fanfiction)

Chapter 22

ISABELLA'S POV:

Today, I am feeling great about myself. I've just trained two other kids to help me fight Herobrine. Clearly, he has some sort of problem with them for no reason. I know that because when I came into that room, he had one tied up and he was about to shoot the other kid. I didn't know either of them, but I still helped. That's just my nature. Nobody deserves to be killed (except for Herobrine- he really deserves it).

And they are really good fighters, too. I didn't think they've ever fought before. I don't know if they have, but the way they trained showed that they're awesome at it. The girl, Bryne, was able to hit the middle of a target with a Nerf gun on the first try with her eyes closed! And the boy, Tommy, landed perfectly after falling from a really high place! They're fantastic fighters (but not as good as me) and I think having them on my side will really help.

But, after we finished training, there was still the matter of this question- now what? It's not like we can just barge into Herobrine's tower and kick his butt in battle. So what do we do?

"I have an idea," Tommy says after I express my feelings about this to them. "We should just go right in there and get rid of him."

"Tommy, haven't you learned anything from every single time you've fought?!" Bryne scolds. "We can't just run right in there. We need a plan. No, two plans. In case the first one fails."

Oh, a plan! How did I miss that?

"Okay, well, I have a plan," says Tommy. "We run right in there and get rid of him."

Bryne facepalms herself. "Tommy... really?"

"Someone's desperate," I say, elbowing him.

"I just feel like he should've died a long time ago and I want to get rid of him ASAP," Tommy says, trying to not sound unreasonable (it doesn't work). "Also... DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG I HAVE WAITED FOR HIM TO DIE?! DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY TIMES I-"

"Tommy, calm down!" Bryne says. "We will get rid of him, okay? But if we charge in there mindlessly with no idea in mind of what we're gonna do, there's a high chance that we'll get ourselves killed. We need a plan."

"I have an idea," I say. "One of us can distract him while the others go in from behind."

"Smart!" Bryne says. "Tommy, I think you should distract him."

"What?! Are you insane?! He'll kill me the minute he sees me, and if he doesn't, I know he'll try! I've already been stabbed in the chest a couple zillion times in the past two days, and I need to, like, not be dying! Can't you do it, Bryne?"

"No!" Bryne yells. "He hates me as much as he hates you. He'll do the same for me!"

"Well then make Isabella do it!" Tommy says, pointing at me.

"Uh, no. No no no. He is probably so mad at me for shooting him. There's no way I'm doing that. Tommy, just do it."

"I don't wanna!" Tommy moans, stomping his foot, and I think he might be crying. "I don't wanna die!"

"Who said you were going to die?!" I ask. "And why WOULD you die, anyway?"

"Oh, I dunno, maybe because he HATES me and wants me DEAD?!"

Bryne moved closer to Tommy. "It's okay," she says to him. "If he even tries to do the littlest bad thing to you, we'll get in there and stop him. We won't let him hurt you. Everything's gonna be okay."

Tommy looks up at her and smiles. "Okay," he says. "Thanks, Bryne."

"You're welcome," Bryne says, and she kisses him on the cheek.