Minecraft Short Stories

Is that even a team?(Part 2)

Adam's eyes fluttered open. He tried to move his arms, just to realize they were shackled to the wall behind him. He was in a cell, and everything around him was surprisingly bright, causing him to narrow his eyes as the sudden light caused stabs of pain to surface at his eyeballs.

"Priceless," Syndo said, watching him like he was a priced specimen, "Just like molten gold."

Adam could had sworn the king's eyes flash with greed, then he continued, dangling a pair of sunglasses between his fingers,"Your eyes are truly special, Adam Dalhberg," he walked closer," or shall I say, Adam Skylen?"

Adam flinched, no wonder everything looked so bright, the jerk had taken his sunglasses.

"Skylen?" Adam questioned, playing dumb, but his heart raced. He had never told anyone of that name before.

Syndo watched the kid with curiosity, before finally deciding that he was actually innocent enough not to know.

"Just get out of my sight," Adam then snapped," I am tried of seeing your ugly face, weirdo."

"You know, I thought you would want to see some of your friends," Syndo sighed, "but well, I'll get out of your hair."

Adam gritted his teeth," What friends?"

"Seven weirdos just tried to save you the night before," Syndo said," but sadly, unlike you, they don't have the grace of living through the night."

Adam inwardly cursed. His own recklessness had gotten himself captured, and if those seven were the people Notch had assembled earlier as a team, they were toast.

His heart raced, as the blood rushed to his face, he struggled against the chains holding him back," You leave them alone, slimey bastard!"

Syndo merely replied with a laugh that echoed down the hallway, as he left Adam in his cell, the chains making jingling and clanking noises as he yelled out in frustration, but was unable to do anything but watch as Syndo walked away, the tentacles on his back seemed to mock him as they moved in an almost hypnotic pattern in an insulting way. The king sauntered away, intentionally dropping the sunglasses out of Adam's reach. Was that even possible that Adam wanted to kill the blue douchebag even more?

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The squids had thrown the seven into seperate cells, their hands cuffed behind their backs. They even stuffed a gag in Ty's mouth, as Syndo commanded, so he would at least be less annoying and infuriating.

"Great," Jason said sarcastically, as he banged he head against the wall beind him," Anyone know how we got it all wrong?"

"We got captured, that's all," Jerome said simply.

"I am sorry guys,"Seto said, "I shouldn't have gotten myself discovered and captured so easily."

"No use crying over spilt milk," Mitch said, sitting up straight," we need to focus on getting Adam."

"Mmmfff!" Ty grunted in agreement, then gestured to his hands, and the five squid guards by the entrance.

Quentin dropped his voice into a whisper," Guys, if we can get out of these cells, this could be the perfect opportunity to infiltrate their base. We can grab Adam and cut off the head of the snake. We can end this war."

"I can get us out of here," Ian hissed. His sunglasses had been returned to him earlier upon his request, as he inched forward, lowering his voice that the squids couldn't hear, but he could get the team's attention.

The team immediately whipped their heads over to Ian.

"How?" Seto asked," These," he gestured to his cuffs," are solid iron. We can't just break them."