I woke up to the smell of burning flesh.

Some people may freak out, roll around in the mud, thinking it was them. But I know better. I know that it's simply the Zombies and Skeletons, burning in the daylight, not lucky enough to get back under ground. I know that Creepers and Endermen will be leaving, waiting to stalk me another day.

But they are the least of my worries.

The mobs leave at sunrise, but they hunt no matter the time of day. I looked at my makeshift shelter. It was small, just big enough for my bed, a chest, and a torch, and dug into the ground, the only way out being up. This helped keep me hidden. And stealth is the difference between life and death. I looked down, I was still wearing my usual outfit, Combat boots, Jungle camo pants, and a black t-shirt. I checked my MKII Gold-Tech Watch. High tech stuff back when it was possible to have the luxury to relax. I looked at the date.

2 years.

Had it really been two years? Two years since I failed my job? He would say that it wasn't my fault, that it was the whole army's fault.

That it was his fault.

But I lead him into that trap. I don't know how they rigged the portal, but they did, and I should've seen it coming. With his death, and the death my closest friends, The Kingdom fell. It's only a matter of time before the others do too. They probably have for all I know. And it's up to me to...

"He has to be around here somewhere." One tango, probably talking to a second.

"How do you know! He's been on the run for TWO YEARS! No one can find him! He probably died of starvation or something. We should just head back to the base again." There's the second of 'em. I grabbed my short swords, golden with emerald edges, custom made. Perfect for taking out whoever, or whatever, I wanted to take out.

"Shut it you two." Another one? This isn't a regular scout patrol. Two or more is usually a strike party. "We have some solid evidence that there is a survivor in the woods. Whether it's Him or not, we don't know, but it's someone, that much we know. If we didn't , Command wouldn't have sent five of their best knights after this Birch Tree." Five knights. Swords and shields. Easy. I prepared to open my concealed trap door, waiting to hear their footsteps leave.

"Fine, let's continue searching then. I want to get this over with." Perfect. They started to walk away, and I started to strike. I jumped out, slicing one in half the long way before they could say anything. I cut another's head of before they could react. Two down, three left. One screamed and charged me. He swung for my head, but I dodged it a impaled him through the chest, and used my momentum to kick another ones shield. He stumbled back, and I swung, parried my left blow, before blocking my right one with his shield. I ducked his oncoming blow before kicking his feet out from under him. I stood up and stabbed his heart. Four dead.

Wait, four?

I turned around to-

Pain. My left arm burst into pain. It was bleeding. Man, I wish I knew how to brew, because I could use a healing potion.

"You may be able to take out a few grunts, but lets see how you do against a Captain."

"Same as always" I say, slightly raspy, as I hadn't talked in months. "I win."

"You already lost. You lost two years ago! I know you live under a rock, but this is just ridiculous."

I lunged, he parried. He swung, I dodged. Swing. Block. Parry. Dodge. Swing again. It went on like this for a few minutes, before i got to roll and got behind him. I kicked his back and he fell over.

"Why not show mercy a worthy opponent?"

"Because you showed no mercy two years ago"

"But wait-" He said no more as ink stained my blade.

So, what did ya' think? If you can't tell, this is a Team Crafted Fic. I hope you all enjoyed reading it!

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