Sean Wolfe - The Complete Elementia Chronicles - Quest for Justice; The New Order; The Dusk of Hope; Herobrine’s Message

“Hey! We don’t need no fightin’, kids, all right? We’ve got a job to do here,” yelled the archer, a black player with a samurai armour skin covered by a leather tunic. “And for the record, Geno, it was me that started that fire last night, ’K? It was an accident. I used my fire bow instead of my powerful one by mistake. So shut up, or ya both get an arrow through the head.”

Geno and Becca lowered their weapons. As well as they could fight with swords, they knew that Leonidas could kill them in a second if he wanted to. They had never seen him miss with a bow.

“Whatever, Leo,” said Geno, sheathing his sword. “But tell Little Miss Bomb-Happy here to not immediately destroy every non-block she sees.”

“Oh, come on though, it’s so fun,” squealed Becca. It was true. She was RAT1’s resident demolition expert, a job she took very seriously.

“Hey!” yelled Leonidas, so loud that the other two shut up instantly. “If y’all remember, this is exactly how the last mission started out, with y’all foolin’ like noobs! We fail one more time, the King is gonna hang our heads on his wall. So come on! If there’s nothing in their old house, let’s go out into the jungle and look for ’em there.”

And with that, he pulled an arrow into position and shot something he sensed moving up in the tree. He walked over to the corpse that had fallen to earth and saw that it was nothing important, just an ocelot with items to collect. He walked into the jungle, and Geno and Becca followed, swords still in hands.

As they scanned the trees for clues, Becca growled under her breath, “Stan2012, where are you?”

I miss my axe , thought Stan as he plowed through the dirt with his shovel. He’d had to fight off several monsters so far in the darkness, and he felt awkward and clumsy beating a Spider to death with a shovel. He would have much preferred the smooth decapitation that the axe would have given him.

He punched through another block of dirt and stopped. A sheer cliff face was in front of him. He had dug through to the side of an underground ravine. Kat took the lead. She had found an abandoned underground house a while back with nothing inside except a chest containing a stack of torches. She placed the torches on the wall, illuminating the path ahead, keeping her bow held tight in her other hand. A few times a Zombie lumbered along the cliff face towards her, and once a few arrows sunk into her tunic from a Skeleton across the ravine. All of these attacks saw the monster silenced by her infinite supply of arrows.

At the end of the chasm, Kat put up the last of the torches, and Charlie pulled out the compass.

“We should be near the centre of the desert,” he said excitedly. “If there is a secret stash, it should be around here.”

And with that Charlie pulled out his diamond pickaxe and began tunnelling into the wall. He went three blocks in, and his pickaxe struck wood.

“What the …” he exclaimed as he dislodged the diamond pick from the wood and saw that he’d hit a wooden plank. “What’s a manmade block doing this far underground?”

“Maybe it’s the entrance to the stash room!” Stan exclaimed excitedly.

“Maybe …” said Kat. “But you’d think that the King, guarding his most precious supplies, would guard the stash with something you can’t punch through.”

“Well, in any case, it’s something,” replied Charlie, and he began to punch through the wood with his fist. This would go a lot faster with my axe , thought Stan glumly as Charlie broke through.

Light flooded through the hole. As Charlie punched more wood planks around the first one, Stan could see that they had entered a network of tunnels, which appeared to be supported with fence posts. Train tracks ran across the ground, but they weren’t complete. Torches were on the wall, and there were chests against the wall to their right.

Charlie jumped up through the hole and examined the fence post supports. Stan followed and looked down at the tracks. He wondered if he could craft a train to run on them. Then he heard Kat yell.

“Hey guys, check this out!”

They walked over to her, and she started pulling things out of the chest she had just opened.

“Excellent!” she exclaimed, pulling two iron ingots out of the chest. “I can make a new sword out of these! Oh man, there’s tons of stuff!” said Kat. She pulled out a handful of white seeds. “These look like pumpkin seeds. They could come in handy at some point. But what’s this?” She pulled out a handful of chalky blue stones.

“I think that’s lapis lazuli,” said Charlie. “It’s used to make blue dyes.”

“Not particularly helpful,” said Kat, but she pocketed it anyway. She continued pulling things out of the chest. “There are also three pieces of bread in here … and a bucket … what kind of seed is this?” She pulled out the bread and a handful of black seeds.

“Melon seeds,” said Charlie.

“How do you know all this stuff?” asked Kat, impressed.

“I read that book at night before it got burned up back in the forest. I know about lots of stuff. For example, we are currently in an abandoned mine shaft. Nobody dug this. It was here before any players knew about it. Anyway, anything else good in this chest?”

“Just this,” she said and pulled out a handful of red dust. “Redstone dust, right?”

“Yeah … hey, let me see those gold ingots.” She handed them to him. He punched four wooden planks off the wall and quickly constructed them into a crafting table. He laid the gold ingots and redstone out on the table, and moments later he had made a new clock. The face showed that it was about noon above ground.

“All right, so I guess we should look around this mine shaft,” said Charlie, pocketing the clock.

“Good idea,” said Kat, drawing her sword. “Maybe there’ll be some more chests down here.”

“Or maybe,” said Charlie, “the King decided to put his secret stash somewhere in here. From what I understand, these things are pretty hard to navigate.”

“Uh, guys?”

Kat and Charlie turned. In the excitement of finding the chest, they had forgotten about Stan. He had followed the train tracks down the corridor, and now seemed to be looking down another corridor that branched off at a right angle.

“You guys might want to check this out,” he said slowly.

Kat walked over to him, followed by Charlie and the animals. The hallway in front of Stan was completely blocked off by thick Spider webs, stretching from floor to ceiling. The webbing continued down the hallway as far as the eye could see.

“What do you make of this, Charlie?” asked Stan, looking uncertainly at Charlie for an answer. Charlie was shaking his head, apparently at a loss. Kat, on the other hand, stepped forwards and slashed at the cobwebs with her sword.

“Kat!” cried Stan, pulling her back.

“What? There’s gotta be something that way, right?” she snapped, yanking herself out of Stan’s grip and continuing to slash the strings in front of her.

“But what if there’s a trap? There could be anything down that hallway. We can barely see three blocks in front of us,” said Charlie, and it was true that, with the cobwebs and lack of torches down the hall, visibility was very limited.

“Do I look like I care?” said Kat, still hacking through the cobwebs. Followed by Rex, she continued on to the point where she was out of sight of the boys, and they could only hear her voice. “I’m sick of all this hiding from the King. I want to find this stash. And if I get in a fight, then so be it. I’d personally prefer a straight fight to all this—aaaaaugh!”