MCYT RANDOMNESS 2

Therapy Pt 3

I spend 1 day obeying the Sculk before I realise it's stupid, and I don't want to.

So, I start working on the redstone for the firework factory again. I did exactly what it wanted yesterday, though mainly because it only affected me so maybe the Sculk won't mind if I take a break today instead of blowing up Joel's base...

I told you what to do, Cub. This wasn't it.

Redstone boring. Prank hermits. Cause chaos. Chaos now. Chaos. Explosion. Chaos. chaos.

I humming, ignoring them. The Vex only get louder.

Cub? Cub, Cub, Cub... Prank hermits. Prank therapy. Death machine, prank Hermits. Kill hermits. Scare them. Blow up therapy. Cause chaos. We want chaos. Not farms.

Raid an ancient city. No wool. No elytra. No crouching. Unless you're too scared.

Are you? Are you scared? Do it. Do it. Prove you're not scared.

'I'm busy.'

You're scared of an Ancient City? You used to love running around with Wardens. Back when you pretended you were controlled by me.

Come on. Come on. Ancient City. Go ancient city. Kill wardens. Fight wardens. Come on. Scared Cub? Scared Vexling? Scared of Ancient City? Are you? Are you scared? Why are you scared?

'I'm not going to an Ancient City!' I snap. 'Seriously! I've got stuff to do...'

You told me you'd do what I wanted. I want you to go to an Ancient City.

'I don't care.' I continue creating the hopper clock that'll run the farm.

Boring. Boring. Boring redstone. Boring Cub. Bored vexes. Do something. Do anything. Find Scar. Prank hermits. Ancient City. Go Ancient City. Bring Warden to surface. With Scar. Prank hermits with Scar. 

'No.' I fill the hopper with items. 'No. I'm staying here. I don't need to do anything.' The Sculk's anger rises.

Cub. Do it.

'No.'

DO IT!

The vex take control. Just long enough for them to place and light TNT.

cubfan135 blew up

I respawn, ears still ringing with the blast in a way that makes me nervous. That doesn't happen with TNT. That's not normal. I try to move, wincing at the lingering pain that shouldn't be there. The vex screech with laughter.

Disobedient vex. Must learn lesson. Don't disobey us. WE'RE bored. Do what WE want. We want pranks. Prank with Scar. We're bored. Stop being selfish. You don't decide. We decide. We always decide.

'You- ow... don't.' I slowly shift, to the edge of the bed. Why haven't I healed properly? I'm not physically injured: it's phantom pain. Like dying in hardcore.

Get up. Get up. Do what we want. Obey us. Obey us. Get up. Stand up. STAND UP!

They force control, pushing me to my feet. I stumble forwards, barely catching myself before I fall over or hit the opposite wall. The phantom pain flares. I bite back a scream.

You should've done what we said, Cub. The Sculk hisses. Now get your stuff and find an ancient city before I force you there.

'No.' I boldly spit back. 'You can't make me- OW!'

My hands faze through the chest I'm holding to and I collapse. The Vex laugh.

Go. Go now. Or we take over. We control you. Do it. GO!

I find a pen in my pocket and start clicking it, stop them taking over. But there's new weight in my mind, before-

I'm underground, surrounded by Sculk. My inventory is still empty, head throbbing with post-possession hangover. My phantom-pain is gone. The Sculk took over. Somehow.

'Where- where am I?' I check coords and my stomach drops. I'm thousands of blocks from spawn. Even if I messaged Scar for help he's take ages to get here. How long's it been? How do I get out.

Go.

'Where?' I stand, immediately seeing the answer; the cave opens into an Ancient City. I step back. 'No. No way.' It hurt enough to die to TNT. I've played Decked Out enough to know warden deaths will be even worse.

GO.

The sculk on the ground forces me towards the opening. Sculk sensors shriek at the movement. In the moment of darkness I'm left blind, stumbling forwards.

And then I fall.

Crack.

My arm goes numb. The sensors shriek again but I don't move, breaths shallow as I clutch my probably-broken arm.

'What- what the...' I mumble. 'Ow...' The Sculk and Vex laugh. The sensors shriek a third time.

A rumble. A growl.

A warden.

And I don't know where I'll respawn, if I even will. I don't know what'll happen to my arm. I don't know if they'll punish me, or another hermit if I die. So stand, turning to face the warden. It steps closer.

Run.

I do.

I don't know how long I'm trapped here. Every time I respawn from fall damage or a warden killing me, or falling in lava, I'm forced, burning with phantom pain, back into the Ancient City. My broken arm screams with agony, I try finding something in one of the chests, even if it's just string, to make a sling. But I give up when the deaths start causing real, permanent damage. Sounds become muffled, ears bleeding, from warden deaths. My run becomes a pained limp which only makes my deaths more frequent. I forget what I'm supposed to be doing in the pain, if the Sculk even said. The only thing I've achieved is a comprehensive knowledge of the Ancient City, hobbling across the biggest wool path to avoid the five wardens below before I stumble off the track. The wardens attack and-

Sunlight.

For a moment I can't open my eyes, just lying defenceless on the ground... I feel grass below me, before the Sculk speaks.

Enough. Go and rest. You're at spawn. The Sculk demands like it was my idea all along. Now.

I open my eyes as much as I can, standing and stumbling a few steps before deciding better of it. For once I'm thankful for the Vex as I summon wings to fly back. No one sees me. If anyone saw me like this...

In my exhaustion, I nearly crash into Tango's house, swerving just in time to not splat, but my wings clip the corner and I hit the ground.

'Cubby?'

Tango.

Go go. Hide. Now. Go hide. Run. RUN.

I have to. As torturous as it is, I have to sprint away from Tango before he sees me and worries. crashing into my balcony. He doesn't follow.

I'm alone.

Safe.

I find some potions to numb the constant pain and clumsily tie myself a sling for my arm. I need more, I know I do, but not now. For now I collapse into bed and lie there, a dull throb of pain remaining, my arm still a problem. And the light outside. And the Vex and Sculk starting up their constant whispering as I lie there until the next morning.