Delta 6 (The Pack)

Chapter 22

I'll be changing up the order of the P.O.V.'s very slightly for the sake of the plot (So now, instead of Rob, Preston, Vikk, Jerome, Mitch, Lahclan, it's Rob, Preston, Vikk, Lachlan, Jerome, Mitch)

Also, for ??? P.O.V.'s, I'll simply be referring to them as 'unknown' from now on

~Unknown P.O.V.~

"Master, there have been reports of a third white gem, spotted in the ravine near the Power's kingdom. The creepers actually believe the individual to be Prince Lachlan himself."
A long sigh. "Of course Notch converted more than two. Keep an eye on him-have some of the spiders track him. Until the other two are dealt with, I don't want to head of any trouble from him. Speaking of which, how did the... Talk with Seto go? Well I trust?"
"Indeed."
"Very good. When will the plan proceed?"
"If all goes well, the two white gems, Seto, and any comrades will be eradicated today."

Warnings: Sad, mentions of death

     ~Lachlan's P.O.V.~

       It may not be flight, or something cool like control of the weather, but I'm actually relatively content with my power. I've classified it as elasticity, which lets any part my body stretch, bend, or twist to impossible feats, like a rubber band. At first, the sensation was weird; almost uncomfortable. It felt like every fibre of my being was being squeezed and stretched, to the point is breaking. But gradually, as I experimented with just how far my powers extended, no pun intended, I got used to the tension. Now I'm actually having quite a bit of fun with it, making my arms like noodles, bending like a ventriloquist, turning my head 360 degrees, and stuff like that. But in the midst of tying my legs into a pretzel, I realize that I should probably get going before the world ends. I have absolutely no supplies or food, and no where to go. It's just me, myself, and I... For now.

        "Well then, I guess I'd better start making my way to the other guys. Or girls." I decide, standing up and stretching, sighing in pleasure as my back cracks and pops easily. "Two of them seem to be off in that direction, so hopefully they'll have some food and items to share. So that's where I'll head now. And maybe I'll do some hunting on the way... A little foraging, maybe a couple fist fights with some mobs... Yeah that sounds good."

        Nodding several times to myself, I shake out my limbs, and take a glance at my gem to see where the strings of light are leading me. There's a momentary depression as I conclude that no one seems to be making their way towards me. In fact, they seem to be moving away. But I quickly dispel the thought, shaking my head and turning to face the right direction. Taking a breakfast glance at the bright sun to estimate the remaining hours of daylight, I let out a long and determined breath, adjust the crown on my head, and march away.

~~~

After several hours of walking on foot, traversing through a couple different biomes, and only stopping to hunt for food, I find myself weaving my way through a thick jungle biome. Tall blades of grass catch on my feet an ankles, and I end up tripping way more often than I'd like. But this biome is huge, and skirting around it would take way too long. The ribbons of light are leading me through it, so that's where I'll go. By no means does it make it any easier, though. And plus, there's this one spider that seems to be following me around, sneaking by in the shadows, and only ever visible from the corner of my eye. I shiver uneasily, feeling a set of eight eyes piercing into my back. But it's day time, so it should have no reason to attack, right?

"Oh thank Notch, a clearing." I gasp in relief, as I look up to see the trees thinning, and the sun shining brighter.