World War: The Rise of the Mobs (A Minecraft FanFic)

Chapter 15: Warnings

Magma's P.O.V.

Bored from the boredom of having nothing significant to do, I decided to go to sleep, even if it's really early. My friends and I had just finished training and I had nothing else to do. I strolled towards my room, then opened the wooden door.

Suddenly, I heard light tapping echoing across the room. I peered cautiously inside, then sighed in relief, knowing that no one is there.

As I was about to take a quick shower, at the corner of my eyes I saw something strange at my window.

A raven.

It's black body camouflaged with the shadows but it's enough for me to spot it, especially that it's carrying a promising envelope in its beak.

I opened my window carefully and let the bird in. It quickly settled on my pillow, spreading its feathers everywhere.

"Feisty creature!" I hissed loudly, glaring at the raven who was squawking and messing my bed. With a blink of an eye, I immediately caught it and the envelope.

Upon inspection, I noticed it was a letter addressed to Herobrine.

Should I open it?

I shrugged before the raven immediately flew away, leaving those feathers scattered. I placed the letter down before placing those feathers in a jar.

I grabbed the letter and headed straight to Herobrine's office.

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*KNOCK! KNOCK!*

I tapped my knuckles twice at the enormous door in front of me.

"Permission granted."

I opened the door slowly. Without turning to look at me, he merely spoke, "What is it this time, Creeper girl?"

"I found a letter just now. It was held by a raven with crimson colored eyes though. Here." I placed the letter on his desk and finally, he turned to look at me.

"A raven you say?" He raised an eyebrow before surveying the letter.

His blank eyes were replaced with curious ones, as he looked at the crest embedded at the parchment.

"Those humans again." He shook his head before slamming his table with his bare hands.

"You. Read." I nodded.

I took it in my hands, before speaking, "Prepare for your end, mobs. Soon."

For the first time in history, he had an expression. A grave one, as if we're in great danger.

"We need, to prepare now. Call the others for an emergency meeting." I bowed before taking my leave.

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[At the Conference Room...]

The atmosphere in the room was tense. Everyone was clearly anxious about what Herobrine will say.

He cleared his throat before speaking. "Alright, I called you here for a very important matter. Now, as you can all see, those scums known as humans are now making their moves. Tss. Scumbags." Everyone had their own shares of reactions. Others were excited, some had somewhat become determined, and a few were shocked.

"Settle down, idiots. My point is..." He pauses before answering. He looked at us all straight in the eyes before he continued.

"We need as much weapons as possible."

Everyone went silent for a moment. But then, a minute later, a Zombie
spoke.

"With all due respect, Boss, but we currently lack materials in order to build new ones." Everyone made a sound, signifying they agree.