Warnings: Small amount of blood

~Jerome's P.O.V.~

     The tears that had been help captive in Rob's eyes finally fall free, and dissapear into the ground the second they hit it. Rob's hopeless smile is replaced with a look of pure confusion as his eyes scan over us, the wheels in his head turning. He opens his mouth, and I can sense the stream of questions about to be released. Preston does too, so he simply puts a finger to Rob's lips, causing him to close his mouth.

     "Shhhhh. Yes, we're supposed to be dead. And yes, we're going to explain everything to you. Then you can ask questions. Vikk?" Preston calls over his shoulder, Vikk stepping forward as Preston draws back from Rob.
     "Alright Robbie, listen up."

~~~

     "...and so here we are!"

     After Vikk delivers his speech, which has grown increasingly larger every person that has been revived, Rob stands there silent for a few seconds. Then, he nods very slowly, his brows furrowed.

     "If you weren't standing in front of me, I wouldn't have believed you. But... Since you're all here... I guess I have to, don't I?" Rob chuckles.
"You better believe it dude, we've been through a lot of crap trying to revive everyone." Lachlan snorts, mainly referring to himself and Vikk, but the rest of us too.
"And Rob guess what!" Preston yells.
"What?"
"We finally made it to the middle of the Lost Woods, after all this time! I mean... You never really got to find out for yourself but... It's still pretty awesome!"

Rob's eyes widen, and just now he seems to realize where he is. He smiles widely.

"That's great, Preston! But um... How do we get out now?"
"Easy." I reply offhandedly, "We just walk back into the woods and turn a random direction. It should lead us right back at the entrance."
"Good thinking Jerome." Vikk commends. "Here Rob, take some stuff."

And then the five of us proceed to share some of our stuff with him, giving him anything he'd need to survive, as well as a cloak.

"Then I think our next order of operations..." Mitch trails on, turning to face Rob. "Is re discovering your powers."
Rob blinks. "I remember my power, I just can't remember my ability."
     "Really? What is it?" Mitch asks, eyes wide in surprise.
     "I ca-"
     "Wait!" Preston cuts it, drawing our attention. "Why don't you just show us in a little sparring match? Then maybe you'll remember your ability too!" Preston suggests.
     "That's actually not a bad idea, Preston." I state in an agreeing way. "If we're going to beat Herobrine, we'll need the practice anyways."
     "Alright then, it's settled. We'll have a little fighting match, then we'll get outta here and go kick Herobrine's butt!" Vikk declares, smashing his fist into his palm.

     And on that note, the six of us spread out to the edges of the clearing, creating an equal space between all of us. Once we reach our positions, Vikk cups his hands over his mouth.

     "EVERY MAN FOR HIMSELF. EXCEPT LACHLAN, DON'T SHOOT AT PRESTON. YOU MIGHT ACTUALLY KILL HIM. OKAY, EVERYBODY READY?!"
     "READY!" The five of us shout in perfect unison.

     I shiver in anticipation. Who knows who's long it's been since our last sparring match? And what's nice about this is we aren't actually trying to kill each other.

     "THREE."

     I sink into a fighting stance, making sure I have Betty hanging by my side, in case of close combat.

     "TWO."

     My legs tense, and I prepare to charge. Now who should I go for first? I ponder my eyes scanning over everyone.

     "ONE."

     Preston.

     "BEGIN!"

   ~Unknown P.O.V.~

Mitch dashes directly through the middle of the field, heading for Lachlan. Lachlan, before Mitch reaches him, turns invisible. Rob runs and engages with both Mitch and Lachlan, whereas Preston, Vikk, and Jerome all meet in a triangle.

Preston skids to a stop and shoots two fire pillars, one in both Vikk's and Jerome's direction. Vikk summons a wall of stone to protect himself, and the fire harmlessly scatters along its surface. A shoot a shadow ball at the fire, and the two explode in mid air, seconding a shockwave around a twenty block radius. The shockwave actually shatters Vikk's stone wall, which he just barley manages to avoid.

In the trio of Rob, Lachlan, and Mitch, Lachlan has turned invisible but Mitch, with his heightened senses, can actually spar with the invisible Lachlan. Rob is actually controlling anything and everything that is living. Wether it be grass, trees, flowers... He uses them to fight. He creates grass knots, causing Lachlan and Mitch to trip. The flowers grow into tiny minions, nipping at Lachlan and Mitch as they fight. Some of the flower minors ever join in with Jerome, Vikk, and Preston. The tress become like large body guards, and when an arrow comes Rob's way, a tree will literally climb out of the ground and block the arrow. Just a single tree can block multiple arrows before dying. And then on Rob's arms also grew vines, which he used like whips and arm extensions to damage and grab his opponents from afar.

Rob lashes out his vines and wraps up Mitch, rendering him immobile. Lachlan on the other hand shoots a geyser at Rob, giving Mitch a chance to plant his feet, and grab Rob's vines. Mitch tugs harshly on the vines, causing Rob to girl and fall on his face. Mitch is about to shoot an arrow in Rob's direction when a shadow ball explodes behind him. He whips around, a sword popping up in his hand, just in time to lock blades with Jerome's axe. As the two spar with weaponry, Lachlan- who is still invisible- shoots water towards Rob while Vikk and Preston continue to fight. Rob rolls out of the way, springing back up and managing to trip Lachlan with a grass knot causing him to fade back into view.

Vikk grunts and shakes off the annoying little flower minions Rob summoned, yelping as a spiral of fire singes the tips of his hair. Vikk glares at Preston, who has now transformed into a baby zombie, making him incredibly fast and hard to hit. Preston quickly changes back, and jumps out of the way of Vikk's spike. And that's when, a vine is grabbing Preston around the waist and pulling him away, Lachlan quickly replacing him. Vikk cracks his knuckles, Lachlan and himself charging at each other.

"I see now why Durza, Jade, and Zoro could not kill even just one of them. Their skills are impressive." A black clad figure commends, as much as he hated the six for taking the life of the three patently figures in his life.
A second black clad figure nods, a smirk forming under his mask. "Which will make revenge all the sweeter." He lulls, twirling the blow dart in his fingers.
"Both of you shut up." A female voice hisses, deadly serious. "Do I have to remind you Mitch has heightened senses?! If he hears us we're all dead meat!"

The two shadowy figures mumble their apologies, confusing to watch the six chosen ones fight.

Preston flies through the air, wrapped in Rob's vines. Thinking quick, he heats up and the vines burst into flame, causing Rob to drop Preston and reel back, letting the vines drop from his arm lest he be burnt. Rob glares, and a tree bursts from the ground, stomping towards Preston, branches pulled back to strike. Preston prepares to jump out of the way, when a poorly aimed light arrow whizzes past his face, causing him to flinch and hesitate. The arm of branches take across his face and chest, digging deep into his lava like skin and drawing blood. Preston screams in shock, falling back and onto the ground. The branches had not scraped anything vital, but the shock is what had Preston hissing in pain.

Instantly the battle stops, and Rob's face twists into that of horror, running to Preston's side. Jerome, Mitch, Vikk, and Lachlan follow close behind, Mitch looking the most guilty.

"Preston are you okay?!" Lachlan worries.
"I'm so sorry man, I didn't mean to do that!" Mitch chimes in, as Preston whimpers and draws his hand away form his chest, blood covering it.
"I-it's okay. It was an accident..." Preston mumbles, wincing as he shifts and pain rakes through him.
"Let me see, Preston." Rob orders softly, Preston leaning back to show Rob his scratched up face and chest, still bleeding.

Rob touches Preston's chest lightly, seemingly checking over the damage. Or... Could it be something more?

"Now, Jarrett!" The female hisses to the one with the blow gun.

The black clad figure, named Jarret, loads his one and only dart into the blow gun. The tip of the needle is dipped in a green and black liquid, and he raises the weapon to his mouth, taking aim at the nearest target. It didn't matter who he hit, as long as the dart hit at least one of the six. With a sharp blow, the dart whizzes through the air. Before he can comprehend what's happening, Rob let's out a shriek of pain and surprise, as the dart embeds itself into the back of his neck.

The six, blindsided, frightened, and confused, are at a disadvantage as the three black clad figures rush from the shelter of the trees. Six lock eyes with three, and after putting the pieces together, after seeing the dart once Rob pulled it out and the position on the tip, prepare to slay the three who dare hurt their friend. Mitch raises his light bow, and trains it on the female. She smirks and strides confidently forward, her two comrades flanking her.

"Go ahead, shoot." She taunts, still walking. "If you kills us, Robert dies too. Get it?"
"What?!" Preston exclaims in fury, rising to his feet.

The leader deviously smiles. She briefly notices Preston's wound no longer exists, but passes it off. The probably had a healing potion.

"What do you want from us? Who are you?" Vikk seethes, Rob slightly teetering but seeming to focus hard.
The one named Jarret steps forward. "Herobrines got a large bounty on your heads."
Then the other male comes up. "Even if we just turn in one of you, we'll be handsomely rewarded. It's also a win win, since you killed out leaders. The assassins. Back in the forest."

The packs eyes widen briefly, before all of their stares turn stone cold again.

"What did you do to Rob?" Jerome demands.
The female chuckles. "Jarrett just injected him with a deadly poison. That will kill him in exactly one day."
"That's sick." Lachlan spits.
The female laughs. "I know."
"And tell me again why we shouldn't kill you right now?" Preston threatens.
"Here's the deal." The female answers indirectly, in Robs direction. "You come with us quietly, and we give you these cookies."

Rob eyes down the cookies, confused, as the female in front holds out three normal looking cookies. For the first time in the past few minutes he speaks, still concentrating hard.

"You're bribing me with cookies? I mean, they're good... But they're not that good."
"No idiot, we're bribing you with the antidote."
"Shut up, Carl." The female snaps.
"Sorry Alissa..."
"Well heroes, what's it gonna be?" Alissa asks smugly, knowing they'd have to give up Rob if they didn't want him to die.

The six are silent for a minute. They all seem to be watching for Rob's reaction. What's she's surpassed to see, however, is that Rob is no longer tottering, yet standing up straight and tall, as if he had not been affected at all. The other five seem to realize something that the trio don't, and they grin.

"What did you do?" Alissa demands.
"Well Alissa." Rob smirks, holding out the dart and crushing it in his fist. "You shot the wrong guy."
"What's that supposed to mean?!" Carl interrogates.

All at once Mitch draws his bow, Jerome begins sucking up shadows, Lachlan turns invisible, Preston heats up, Vikk sinks into a fighting stance, and Rob summons his vines and flower minions, smirking.

"I have the healing ability."

~~~

Question of the Chapter:

The P.O.V. In this chapter isn't anyone from the Pack, Alissa, Carl, or Jarrett. Anyone have a guess of who's it was?

My answer: 🤐