Mystic Neon Rain
Skeletron Prime
TALES OF TERRARIA
Rated about PG/13+, as there is mild swearing (mainly later on) (h*ll, d**n, crap, etc.) and violence (sometimes bloody violence).
Notice: These stories are organized by episodes, not chapters.
Also, these used to be comics, but since I don't have a scanner and since my handwriting isn't that easy to read, I've decided to turn the comics into a book-like form. Since I'm translating the comics into text-form, some scenes might be a little odd, since they worked better as a scene in the comics. I also was pretty new to writing back when I first made the comics, so sometimes the early episodes will be slightly cheesy. Also, these are 1.1 stories, and as such I am keeping them 1.1.
I might write 1.2 stories later, if enough people like these.
That's it, hope you enjoy!
EDIT: Second notice: The pictures I've drawn for this story cannot and should not be used, put in another thread, or put on another website without my permission (or, if someone else has drawn something for this thread, then you'll need their permission). Obviously, don't claim any of these pictures as your own if they aren't yours.
CHARACTERS
THE EPISODES:
DARNIT, CTHULHU, YOU MADE A HUGE GLITCH CRASH THE COMPUTOR!
...Actually, no, I did that for suspense and to play a prank on you, the reader's, brain.
They can all see--they just freaked out at seeing the Eye's second form. I'm sure you did once, too.
Have I broken the fourth wall\confused you enough yet?
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHhhhhhHHH!!!" Dawn screamed, irratated that the Eye wasn't dead yet.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHhhhhhHHH!!!" Michael screamed, freaking out.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHhhhhhHHH!!!" Thalia screamed, very scared.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHhhhhhHHH!!!" For once, it was Dan's turn for his visor to fall over his face. He was then irratated, because if he couldn't see, then the
Eye might kill him, and he wouldn't be able to do anything.
Will the four teens kill the Eye? Will any of them die? And most importantly of all, WILL THEY STOP SCREAMING?! (Seriously, it's ear-splitting.) Find out in Episode Seven!
NEXT CHAPTERS IN NEXT POST
Rated about PG/13+, as there is mild swearing (mainly later on) (h*ll, d**n, crap, etc.) and violence (sometimes bloody violence).
Notice: These stories are organized by episodes, not chapters.
Also, these used to be comics, but since I don't have a scanner and since my handwriting isn't that easy to read, I've decided to turn the comics into a book-like form. Since I'm translating the comics into text-form, some scenes might be a little odd, since they worked better as a scene in the comics. I also was pretty new to writing back when I first made the comics, so sometimes the early episodes will be slightly cheesy. Also, these are 1.1 stories, and as such I am keeping them 1.1.
I might write 1.2 stories later, if enough people like these.
That's it, hope you enjoy!
EDIT: Second notice: The pictures I've drawn for this story cannot and should not be used, put in another thread, or put on another website without my permission (or, if someone else has drawn something for this thread, then you'll need their permission). Obviously, don't claim any of these pictures as your own if they aren't yours.
CHARACTERS
The Warrior's Apprentice.
A fighter who uses swords and other melee weapons.
First appearance: Episode 1.
Age: 14
Interests: Sword-fighting, games like Capture-the-Flag
Ambition: to rid the world of all evil
Strengths: Brave, loyal, determined.
Weaknesses: Stubborn, can't hit enemies if they're too far away, not very fast
Affiliations: The Purity (AKA normal Forest)
"We have to stop the Corruption--before it seeps into more worlds!"
A fighter who uses swords and other melee weapons.
First appearance: Episode 1.
Age: 14
Interests: Sword-fighting, games like Capture-the-Flag
Ambition: to rid the world of all evil
Strengths: Brave, loyal, determined.
Weaknesses: Stubborn, can't hit enemies if they're too far away, not very fast
Affiliations: The Purity (AKA normal Forest)
"We have to stop the Corruption--before it seeps into more worlds!"
The Mage's Apprentice.
A magician who had to use shortswords when she lost her magical abilities.
First appearance: Episode 1.
Age: 14
Interests: Reading, sketching, learning more and more magic
Ambition: To find a way home, to her friends and family.
Strengths: smart, compassionate, fast. Can hit enemies that are far away, but only if she has magic.
Weaknesses: Somewhat frail (all magicians are, to an extent), not good with weapons other than magical ones, when she has to use shortswords she has very limited range
Affiliations: none so far.
"If we work together, everything will turn out all right!"
Picture (set in Hardmode): http://www.terrariaonline.com/attachments/thalia-pic-jpg.92005/
A magician who had to use shortswords when she lost her magical abilities.
First appearance: Episode 1.
Age: 14
Interests: Reading, sketching, learning more and more magic
Ambition: To find a way home, to her friends and family.
Strengths: smart, compassionate, fast. Can hit enemies that are far away, but only if she has magic.
Weaknesses: Somewhat frail (all magicians are, to an extent), not good with weapons other than magical ones, when she has to use shortswords she has very limited range
Affiliations: none so far.
"If we work together, everything will turn out all right!"
Picture (set in Hardmode): http://www.terrariaonline.com/attachments/thalia-pic-jpg.92005/
The Archer's Apprentice.
An archer who uses a bow with assorted arrows.
First appearance: Episode 1.
Age: 13
Interests: Making jokes, doing pranks
Ambition: To be the best archer.
Strengths: Speedy, can sneak, can hit enemies from afar. Can laugh off most insults.
Weaknesses: Those few insults that he can't laugh off deeply offend him and\or emotionally hurt him. Sometimes he jokes around too much when he should be serious.
Affiliations: The Purity (AKA normal forest)
"Want to help me do this prank? It'll be hilarious!"
Picture (from Chapter 6): http://www.terrariaonline.com/attachments/no-pancakes-jpg.92007/
An archer who uses a bow with assorted arrows.
First appearance: Episode 1.
Age: 13
Interests: Making jokes, doing pranks
Ambition: To be the best archer.
Strengths: Speedy, can sneak, can hit enemies from afar. Can laugh off most insults.
Weaknesses: Those few insults that he can't laugh off deeply offend him and\or emotionally hurt him. Sometimes he jokes around too much when he should be serious.
Affiliations: The Purity (AKA normal forest)
"Want to help me do this prank? It'll be hilarious!"
Picture (from Chapter 6): http://www.terrariaonline.com/attachments/no-pancakes-jpg.92007/
A warrior who uses an assortment of weapons, mainly melee.
First appearance: Episode 2 (SPOILERS: Joins in Episode 5 SPOILERS END HERE.)
Age: Anywhere from 12 to 15. Hard to tell.
Interests: Sci-fi and fantasy stories, pranks, acting as the Guide when the actual Guide--Scott--isn't acting very Guidely (*cough* "IT'S A BUNNY RABBIT!!" *cough cough*), adventuring
Ambition: (SPOILERS: Making the Corruption pay for destroying her home, then destroying it outright so that no-one will have to go through what she did. She's also trying to regain her memories. SPOILERS END HERE.)
Strengths: Can use a wide variety of weapons--mainly melee--, has few fears, knows a lot about Terraria (well, actually....eh, spoilers, not going to say.)
Weaknesses: She's afraid of blood, (SPOILERS: she's lost some of her memory SPOILERS END HERE.)
Affiliations: Unknown.
Picture (NOTE: picture is not of Dawn when she is first seen in the story, this is actually what she will look like later
on ):
http://www.terrariaonline.com/attachments/dawn-pic-color-jpg.91281/
First appearance: Episode 2 (SPOILERS: Joins in Episode 5 SPOILERS END HERE.)
Age: Anywhere from 12 to 15. Hard to tell.
Interests: Sci-fi and fantasy stories, pranks, acting as the Guide when the actual Guide--Scott--isn't acting very Guidely (*cough* "IT'S A BUNNY RABBIT!!" *cough cough*), adventuring
Ambition: (SPOILERS: Making the Corruption pay for destroying her home, then destroying it outright so that no-one will have to go through what she did. She's also trying to regain her memories. SPOILERS END HERE.)
Strengths: Can use a wide variety of weapons--mainly melee--, has few fears, knows a lot about Terraria (well, actually....eh, spoilers, not going to say.)
Weaknesses: She's afraid of blood, (SPOILERS: she's lost some of her memory SPOILERS END HERE.)
Affiliations: Unknown.
Picture (NOTE: picture is not of Dawn when she is first seen in the story, this is actually what she will look like later
on ):
http://www.terrariaonline.com/attachments/dawn-pic-color-jpg.91281/
A spellblade who seems to have known or met Dawn, before they both became amnesiac.
First appearance: Chapter Thirteen (SPOILERS: Joins in Chapter Fifteen SPOILERS END HERE.)
Age: 14.
Interests: Currently unknown.
Ambition: (MILD SPOILERS) To regain his memories. (SPOILERS END HERE.)
Strengths: He's fast, he can use melee weapons and magic weapons
Weaknesses: (MILD SPOILERS) He's lost all of his memories from before he came to Terraria. (SPOILERS END HERE) Also, given how he prefers speed to defense, he wears light armor, instead of heavy armor.
Affiliations: Unknown.
Picture: Random realistic portrait, because one day I was inspired to draw one instead of a manga picture. :P
First appearance: Chapter Thirteen (SPOILERS: Joins in Chapter Fifteen SPOILERS END HERE.)
Age: 14.
Interests: Currently unknown.
Ambition: (MILD SPOILERS) To regain his memories. (SPOILERS END HERE.)
Strengths: He's fast, he can use melee weapons and magic weapons
Weaknesses: (MILD SPOILERS) He's lost all of his memories from before he came to Terraria. (SPOILERS END HERE) Also, given how he prefers speed to defense, he wears light armor, instead of heavy armor.
Affiliations: Unknown.
Picture: Random realistic portrait, because one day I was inspired to draw one instead of a manga picture. :P
The Guide.
He's been nicknamed "Captain Obvious" since he says obvious things.
First appearance: Episode 1.
Age: 18
Interests: He enjoys saying obvious things, and\or being weird. No-one knows why.
Ambition: To be the most annoying, useless, random Guide Terraria has ever seen.
Affiliations: Who knows.
"IT'S A BUNNY RABBIT!"
http://www.terrariaonline.com/attachments/guide-pic-1-jpg.98598/
He's been nicknamed "Captain Obvious" since he says obvious things.
First appearance: Episode 1.
Age: 18
Interests: He enjoys saying obvious things, and\or being weird. No-one knows why.
Ambition: To be the most annoying, useless, random Guide Terraria has ever seen.
Affiliations: Who knows.
"IT'S A BUNNY RABBIT!"
http://www.terrariaonline.com/attachments/guide-pic-1-jpg.98598/
THE EPISODES:
It was a normal day for the three apprentices...
Dan, the Warrior's Apprentice, stabbed a training dummy.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk," his master tutted. "Much too fast."
The heck? The faster I stab the enemy, the faster they die! And I hit the target right--so how is going fast bad? Dan thought, but he nonetheless tried the attack over again.
Meanwhile, Thalia, the Mage's Apprentice, was casting a Water Bolt spell, as her master watched on.
"Too much water in your water bolt," she sighed. "Try again, Thalia,"
Thalia sighed. "Again? It was perfect..."
And then of course, there was Michael, the Ranger's Apprentice, who was firing arrows at his master and pinning him to a wall.
"Okay, okay, nice archery! You can quit now, you're free!" his Master shouted. I should have never told him to practice on moving targets.... he thought to
himself.
The three Apprentices eventually got to rest, and Thalia went outside to sit underneath a tree, on the grass. A statue stood on a pedestal, spouting water into a fountain. Thalia was quiet, appreciating the silence for now. Later, there would be a Gathering, and all silence would be lost. Gatherings are annual meetings of Masters and their Apprentices. There, you could meet Apprentices of any of the main three Schools--the Warriors, the Mages, or the Rangers. Apprentices usually only saw Apprentices who went to their School, so meeting the other Apprentices was always a happy occasion.
Thalia remembered the sketchbook in her lap. I wonder if I should draw that statue over there. Then again, it looks like it's spitting at me...
What Thalia did not know was that this Gathering would not be remembered in history as an ordinary Gathering. In fact, far from that.
Later that day, Thalia sat beneath the same tree, reading as the Apprentices all talked together, laughing and telling various stories and jokes. She looked up from her book and gasped as a strange, flying creature suddenly started flying towards her. A flaming arrow whizzed out of nowhere, hitting the creature and burning it. Two boys ran towards shelter--the archer boy and another boy. However, there was no longer any shelter.
The grass had suddenly turned sickly purple, and the flying creatures were everywhere. The sky was yellowish. The world had completely transformed.
She didn't have much time to think, though, as magic-purple rings surrounded her, and the world turned fuzzy, then faded into black.
She woke up to see trees. Lots and lots of trees. She looked down to find that instead of wearing her wizard's robes, she wore a purple shirt and skirt. When her vision cleared more, she could see a boy sitting by a lake, holding a stone in his hand. She walked up to him, asking, "Where are we?"
"No clue. I haven't been able to explore much, since I can't go across this lake, and back that way there's a steep hill. So we can't go anywhere."
Behind Thalia, someone asked, "What happened to my Ranger's clothes? Why am I wearing these clothes?" The speaker was a blonde-haired boy who had ocean-blue eyes. He wore green commoner's clothes, instead of the Ranger's signature tunic and hood.
The other kid, who had brown hair and eyes, replied, "I've thought about that too. I'm no genius, but I think we've been taken to a different world, and our old clothes didn't qualify or something, so we were given a kind of default outfit, except with different colors for each of us." Then he said, "...If I'm going to live on a different planet with someone, I'd like to know they are. I'm Daniel, but you can call me Dan."
"I'm Thalia! Nice to meet you!"
The blonde-haired boy replied cheerfully, "I'm Michael! Oh, just don't call me Mike or I'll pin you to a wall with arrows. No pressure!"
Then there was a fourth voice. "That's all good and well, guys, but time is ticking and we don't have much time until--"
"Uh, dude, it's only morning," said Michael, looking at the sky. "What could possibly--"
Suddenly the fourth guy exclaimed, "PINKY!!! Quick, get out your Copper Shortswords out, quick!!"
TO BE CONTINUED...
Dan, the Warrior's Apprentice, stabbed a training dummy.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk," his master tutted. "Much too fast."
The heck? The faster I stab the enemy, the faster they die! And I hit the target right--so how is going fast bad? Dan thought, but he nonetheless tried the attack over again.
Meanwhile, Thalia, the Mage's Apprentice, was casting a Water Bolt spell, as her master watched on.
"Too much water in your water bolt," she sighed. "Try again, Thalia,"
Thalia sighed. "Again? It was perfect..."
And then of course, there was Michael, the Ranger's Apprentice, who was firing arrows at his master and pinning him to a wall.
"Okay, okay, nice archery! You can quit now, you're free!" his Master shouted. I should have never told him to practice on moving targets.... he thought to
himself.
The three Apprentices eventually got to rest, and Thalia went outside to sit underneath a tree, on the grass. A statue stood on a pedestal, spouting water into a fountain. Thalia was quiet, appreciating the silence for now. Later, there would be a Gathering, and all silence would be lost. Gatherings are annual meetings of Masters and their Apprentices. There, you could meet Apprentices of any of the main three Schools--the Warriors, the Mages, or the Rangers. Apprentices usually only saw Apprentices who went to their School, so meeting the other Apprentices was always a happy occasion.
Thalia remembered the sketchbook in her lap. I wonder if I should draw that statue over there. Then again, it looks like it's spitting at me...
What Thalia did not know was that this Gathering would not be remembered in history as an ordinary Gathering. In fact, far from that.
Later that day, Thalia sat beneath the same tree, reading as the Apprentices all talked together, laughing and telling various stories and jokes. She looked up from her book and gasped as a strange, flying creature suddenly started flying towards her. A flaming arrow whizzed out of nowhere, hitting the creature and burning it. Two boys ran towards shelter--the archer boy and another boy. However, there was no longer any shelter.
The grass had suddenly turned sickly purple, and the flying creatures were everywhere. The sky was yellowish. The world had completely transformed.
She didn't have much time to think, though, as magic-purple rings surrounded her, and the world turned fuzzy, then faded into black.
She woke up to see trees. Lots and lots of trees. She looked down to find that instead of wearing her wizard's robes, she wore a purple shirt and skirt. When her vision cleared more, she could see a boy sitting by a lake, holding a stone in his hand. She walked up to him, asking, "Where are we?"
"No clue. I haven't been able to explore much, since I can't go across this lake, and back that way there's a steep hill. So we can't go anywhere."
Behind Thalia, someone asked, "What happened to my Ranger's clothes? Why am I wearing these clothes?" The speaker was a blonde-haired boy who had ocean-blue eyes. He wore green commoner's clothes, instead of the Ranger's signature tunic and hood.
The other kid, who had brown hair and eyes, replied, "I've thought about that too. I'm no genius, but I think we've been taken to a different world, and our old clothes didn't qualify or something, so we were given a kind of default outfit, except with different colors for each of us." Then he said, "...If I'm going to live on a different planet with someone, I'd like to know they are. I'm Daniel, but you can call me Dan."
"I'm Thalia! Nice to meet you!"
The blonde-haired boy replied cheerfully, "I'm Michael! Oh, just don't call me Mike or I'll pin you to a wall with arrows. No pressure!"
Then there was a fourth voice. "That's all good and well, guys, but time is ticking and we don't have much time until--"
"Uh, dude, it's only morning," said Michael, looking at the sky. "What could possibly--"
Suddenly the fourth guy exclaimed, "PINKY!!! Quick, get out your Copper Shortswords out, quick!!"
TO BE CONTINUED...
Thalia smiled. What threat could this tiny, pink slimy creature pose? "Easy peasy!" she exclaimed. "All I've got to do is drown it with a Water Bolt spell!" she put her hand in front of her, her palm facing the Pinky. "Stand back!" she warned. She concentrated, but the spell never activated. She tried again, but still the Pinky wobbled like Jell-O, unscathed.
"The Mage's Apprentice can't cast a spell! HAH! I love it when that happens!" the fourth person exclaimed gleefully.
Thalia immediately knew she wouldn't like him. "I'm sick of all this mystery! We're going to get killed!" she burst out.
"You'll find out what's going on, all in good time," he replied darkly.
Then Dan's war cry, "COPPER SHORTSWORD ATTACK!" echoed through the forests. Sure enough, he took out a copper shortsword and started stabbing the Pinky. Thalia and Michael--"Aw, MAN, I don't have a bow either?!"--helped stab it, and eventually the Pinky disappeared, leaving behind some coins and blue gel.
"Hey, some money. This oughta come in handy," Dan remarked.
"Yes, yes, take the money! It's noon, start chopping down trees!" the mysterious young adult exclaimed.
Michael chopped down a tree, and after four or five hits, it disappeared, leaving behind acorns and logs of wood. "...I don't think that's how wood works," he said, grinning.
"Keep going!" the person shouted. "Make a house!"
After much hard work, Dan, Thalia, and Michael had built a lovely wooden house. On the outside, there were torches, and the inside was sparsely decorated, with only a wooden table, a few chairs, and a workbench, plus torches for light.
Thalia sat down on the workbench, taking in what they had built. "It may not be home, but it's home enough," she said.
Neither Dan or Michael replied, as Michael was pretending to be asleep--and was definitely fooling Thalia--and as Dan was trying not to laugh at how she thought Michael was asleep.
Thalia awkwardly tried making conversation. "I have to say, this is a pretty homey home."
Michael suddenly bolted up. "THIS IS BY FAR NOT THE HOMEY-EST HOME I'VE EVER SEEN!"
Thalia shrieked in surprise. "I thought you were asleep!"
Dan and Michael looked at each-other, and suddenly they could stop themselves no more. They burst out laughing, and then Thalia joined them, realizing they had been pranking her.
Meanwhile...
Dawn planted her Gold Sword into the ground, watching the sunset. "Times are changing, in ways far more complex than we can imagine. Part of it is for the better.
Most of it, I'm afraid...is for the worst. It is a time for heroes." she sighed. "If only we could find them."
TO BE CONTINUED...
"The Mage's Apprentice can't cast a spell! HAH! I love it when that happens!" the fourth person exclaimed gleefully.
Thalia immediately knew she wouldn't like him. "I'm sick of all this mystery! We're going to get killed!" she burst out.
"You'll find out what's going on, all in good time," he replied darkly.
Then Dan's war cry, "COPPER SHORTSWORD ATTACK!" echoed through the forests. Sure enough, he took out a copper shortsword and started stabbing the Pinky. Thalia and Michael--"Aw, MAN, I don't have a bow either?!"--helped stab it, and eventually the Pinky disappeared, leaving behind some coins and blue gel.
"Hey, some money. This oughta come in handy," Dan remarked.
"Yes, yes, take the money! It's noon, start chopping down trees!" the mysterious young adult exclaimed.
Michael chopped down a tree, and after four or five hits, it disappeared, leaving behind acorns and logs of wood. "...I don't think that's how wood works," he said, grinning.
"Keep going!" the person shouted. "Make a house!"
After much hard work, Dan, Thalia, and Michael had built a lovely wooden house. On the outside, there were torches, and the inside was sparsely decorated, with only a wooden table, a few chairs, and a workbench, plus torches for light.
Thalia sat down on the workbench, taking in what they had built. "It may not be home, but it's home enough," she said.
Neither Dan or Michael replied, as Michael was pretending to be asleep--and was definitely fooling Thalia--and as Dan was trying not to laugh at how she thought Michael was asleep.
Thalia awkwardly tried making conversation. "I have to say, this is a pretty homey home."
Michael suddenly bolted up. "THIS IS BY FAR NOT THE HOMEY-EST HOME I'VE EVER SEEN!"
Thalia shrieked in surprise. "I thought you were asleep!"
Dan and Michael looked at each-other, and suddenly they could stop themselves no more. They burst out laughing, and then Thalia joined them, realizing they had been pranking her.
Meanwhile...
Dawn planted her Gold Sword into the ground, watching the sunset. "Times are changing, in ways far more complex than we can imagine. Part of it is for the better.
Most of it, I'm afraid...is for the worst. It is a time for heroes." she sighed. "If only we could find them."
TO BE CONTINUED...
As it turns out, the young adult who had been pestering them to build the house had been what he called himself "the Guide". He had messy reddish-brown hair, and he wore a bluish-silver jacket over a warm gray shirt, with light gray pants. He also wore a pumpkin-orange scarf that really didn't match with his other clothes.The Guide stepped into the house, remembering for once to close the door. "Hey guys, what's up?" he asked.
"We've got a ton of questions to ask you." Thalia announced cheerfully. "Like, why aren't we tired? What's for dinner? What do you do as the Guide?"
"Ah, you newbies, always so eager to talk. You aren't tired because--"
Michael raised his hand, looking angry. "You know, I'm tired. I'm tired of you always stalling to answer our questions. "
Now the Guide looked angry as well. "You newbies! You're always so impatient! As I was saying, you aren't tired because in Terraria, you don't need sleep. You also
don't get hungry, so all food does is heal your wounds. Some of the foods available are Mushrooms and Goldfish. My JOB is to help the newbies of this land--or possibly
OTHER important guests, known as NPCs."
"NPCs?" Dan asked.
"Several people whom I am SURE will help us!" the Guide replied, no longer angry. What he hid from the newbies was, was that there were only three people that he
knew of that would help them.
The talk continued as the four tried to pass the night away. When it was morning, they ventured outside.
Looking back, Thalia thought that they really didn't have to wait long. Outside, the zombies and demon eyes were all gone, and they hadn't destroyed anything. The
Guide told them that an easy way to get across the lake was to build a bridge out of wooden platforms. So they chopped down more trees, then made the bridge.
So then naturally, we had decided to explore beyond the lake, Thalia thought.
Michael had exclaimed, "Look, guys, a cave!"
"Should we go in?" Thalia asked nervously.
"Why not?" Michael replied.
So then we plunged into the cave, placing torches as we went.
"Hey, guys, look what I found!" Thalia exclaimed. "It looks like some ore!"
In the dirt walls, there was a vein of orangish metal ore. Dan took out his Copper Pickaxe, then once it was all mined, he exclaimed, "Look at all this copper ore!
Who wants to carry it in their backpack?"
As we explored more, we found more ores, pots with treasure, and once we even found a heart-shaped crystal.
"I'd say we'd hit it with a hammer just hard enough to knock it off the ground," Dan commented.
Another time, we found this strange, purple-blackish alter-like thing, that reminded me of a monster's mouth, with fangs jutting out of it.
"What is that thing?" Thalia whispered.
Should I touch it...? Michael had wondered, before Thalia stopped him.
The four mined for quite some time, fighting brightly colored slimes, blue bats, and fearsome skeletons, until their backpacks became stuffed. They quickly back-
tracked to start going home, following the torches, and running as the sun sunk through the sky.
"Quick! Run to the house, the sun is setting!" Dan shouted.
Twenty feet...eighteen feet...fifteen feet...twelve feet...ten feet...eight feet...five...four...three...two...one--
Dan slammed the door shut after Michael and Thalia. "Whew! Just in time,"
"I don't think I've ever been happier to be inside this house," Thalia agreed.
Meanwhile...
Dawn and the Guide stood together, looking off into the distance.
"So tell me..." Dawn began. "Did you see anybody who might be the heroes?"
"Yes, I did," The Guide smirked. "They're on this world, too."
TO BE CONTINUED...
"We've got a ton of questions to ask you." Thalia announced cheerfully. "Like, why aren't we tired? What's for dinner? What do you do as the Guide?"
"Ah, you newbies, always so eager to talk. You aren't tired because--"
Michael raised his hand, looking angry. "You know, I'm tired. I'm tired of you always stalling to answer our questions. "
Now the Guide looked angry as well. "You newbies! You're always so impatient! As I was saying, you aren't tired because in Terraria, you don't need sleep. You also
don't get hungry, so all food does is heal your wounds. Some of the foods available are Mushrooms and Goldfish. My JOB is to help the newbies of this land--or possibly
OTHER important guests, known as NPCs."
"NPCs?" Dan asked.
"Several people whom I am SURE will help us!" the Guide replied, no longer angry. What he hid from the newbies was, was that there were only three people that he
knew of that would help them.
The talk continued as the four tried to pass the night away. When it was morning, they ventured outside.
Looking back, Thalia thought that they really didn't have to wait long. Outside, the zombies and demon eyes were all gone, and they hadn't destroyed anything. The
Guide told them that an easy way to get across the lake was to build a bridge out of wooden platforms. So they chopped down more trees, then made the bridge.
So then naturally, we had decided to explore beyond the lake, Thalia thought.
Michael had exclaimed, "Look, guys, a cave!"
"Should we go in?" Thalia asked nervously.
"Why not?" Michael replied.
So then we plunged into the cave, placing torches as we went.
"Hey, guys, look what I found!" Thalia exclaimed. "It looks like some ore!"
In the dirt walls, there was a vein of orangish metal ore. Dan took out his Copper Pickaxe, then once it was all mined, he exclaimed, "Look at all this copper ore!
Who wants to carry it in their backpack?"
As we explored more, we found more ores, pots with treasure, and once we even found a heart-shaped crystal.
"I'd say we'd hit it with a hammer just hard enough to knock it off the ground," Dan commented.
Another time, we found this strange, purple-blackish alter-like thing, that reminded me of a monster's mouth, with fangs jutting out of it.
"What is that thing?" Thalia whispered.
Should I touch it...? Michael had wondered, before Thalia stopped him.
The four mined for quite some time, fighting brightly colored slimes, blue bats, and fearsome skeletons, until their backpacks became stuffed. They quickly back-
tracked to start going home, following the torches, and running as the sun sunk through the sky.
"Quick! Run to the house, the sun is setting!" Dan shouted.
Twenty feet...eighteen feet...fifteen feet...twelve feet...ten feet...eight feet...five...four...three...two...one--
Dan slammed the door shut after Michael and Thalia. "Whew! Just in time,"
"I don't think I've ever been happier to be inside this house," Thalia agreed.
Meanwhile...
Dawn and the Guide stood together, looking off into the distance.
"So tell me..." Dawn began. "Did you see anybody who might be the heroes?"
"Yes, I did," The Guide smirked. "They're on this world, too."
TO BE CONTINUED...
"Oh-my-gosh look at all these metal bars!" Thalia exclaimed, looking at the jumble of colors, some bright, some dull, that she had gathered in her arms.
"How do you think I feel?" groaned Dan behind the mountain of metal he was carrying.
The Guide came in at just that moment. "Holy pixies?!!!? How'd you get all that ore?!"
"We mined..." Dan said, after setting down the metal. Duh... he thought. Wasn't that obvious?
"What are you waiting for?! Make some armor! Tools! Weapons! Don't just stand around!"
Among the things crafted were a Superior Silver Broadsword, Keen Silver Shortsword, a plain Silver Bow, two sets of Iron Chainmail, a Massive Iron Pickaxe,
Copper Chainmail, 3 Copper Helmets, and a ton of Flaming Arrows.
"What? I'm running out of arrows," Michael defended.
The Guide was the only one to notice when an eerie voice whispered, "The Blood Moon is rising...."
"This can't be happening...." he whispered. Legend says that Blood Moons are a cursed night! <:< We're DOOOOOOOOMED! he thought. "Quick, put on the new
armor, equip those weapons!"
"Bring it on!" Dan shouted at the zombies.
"Yeah! Go team!" Thalia shouted.
Michael said, muffled as the visor on his helmet came crashing over his face, "I can't see a thing!"
"Oh, joy. The heroes: -The guy who is recklessly brave -The Mage who can't cast a spell, and -The guy who CAN'T SEE. " The Guide grumbled.
They fought bravely, though, he had to admit: Dan was somehow dual-wielding a Copper Axe and his Silver Sword, Thalia was stabbing zombies with her Silver
Shortsword, shouting, "And STAY dead!", and Michael was firing Flaming Arrows at the demon eyes. Something told the Guide he should go help, but he shook his head
and stayed behind in the house, watching.
...With the door open.
However, Dan didn't even notice, as he was too concerned about the army of zombies approaching. "Oh, no...there's too many, fall back! FALL BACK!"
"Look!" Thalia exclaimed. A shooting star, colored sparks flying off it, came down towards the army and exploded, killing one of them.
Using the distraction, Dan, Thalia, and Michael ran back towards the house. Thalia grabbed the star as she ran...
Meanwhile...
It was only a few more minutes before it was daytime and Dawn arrived, astonished.
"They survived through legend's cursed day?! This PROVES they are the heroes!" She raised her sword in the air and cried, "The heroes' time has begun!"
She sheathed her sword, not wishing to scare them, and then she walked up to the door of their house and knocked. "What will I say to them, though...?"
"How do you think I feel?" groaned Dan behind the mountain of metal he was carrying.
The Guide came in at just that moment. "Holy pixies?!!!? How'd you get all that ore?!"
"We mined..." Dan said, after setting down the metal. Duh... he thought. Wasn't that obvious?
"What are you waiting for?! Make some armor! Tools! Weapons! Don't just stand around!"
Among the things crafted were a Superior Silver Broadsword, Keen Silver Shortsword, a plain Silver Bow, two sets of Iron Chainmail, a Massive Iron Pickaxe,
Copper Chainmail, 3 Copper Helmets, and a ton of Flaming Arrows.
"What? I'm running out of arrows," Michael defended.
The Guide was the only one to notice when an eerie voice whispered, "The Blood Moon is rising...."
"This can't be happening...." he whispered. Legend says that Blood Moons are a cursed night! <:< We're DOOOOOOOOMED! he thought. "Quick, put on the new
armor, equip those weapons!"
"Bring it on!" Dan shouted at the zombies.
"Yeah! Go team!" Thalia shouted.
Michael said, muffled as the visor on his helmet came crashing over his face, "I can't see a thing!"
"Oh, joy. The heroes: -The guy who is recklessly brave -The Mage who can't cast a spell, and -The guy who CAN'T SEE. " The Guide grumbled.
They fought bravely, though, he had to admit: Dan was somehow dual-wielding a Copper Axe and his Silver Sword, Thalia was stabbing zombies with her Silver
Shortsword, shouting, "And STAY dead!", and Michael was firing Flaming Arrows at the demon eyes. Something told the Guide he should go help, but he shook his head
and stayed behind in the house, watching.
...With the door open.
However, Dan didn't even notice, as he was too concerned about the army of zombies approaching. "Oh, no...there's too many, fall back! FALL BACK!"
"Look!" Thalia exclaimed. A shooting star, colored sparks flying off it, came down towards the army and exploded, killing one of them.
Using the distraction, Dan, Thalia, and Michael ran back towards the house. Thalia grabbed the star as she ran...
Meanwhile...
It was only a few more minutes before it was daytime and Dawn arrived, astonished.
"They survived through legend's cursed day?! This PROVES they are the heroes!" She raised her sword in the air and cried, "The heroes' time has begun!"
She sheathed her sword, not wishing to scare them, and then she walked up to the door of their house and knocked. "What will I say to them, though...?"
Knock, knock, knock,
Thalia sighed angrily, walking up to the door. "Oh, no, not another zombie...!" She was about to open the door before Dan said,
"Hey, Thalia, what are you doing wasting your time by that door? It's probably just the Guide,"
She opened the door anyway, to find a tall girl wearing impressive gold armor. Her hair, which was literally bright red, was so long it was only a few inches above her knees. She had freckles and vivid green eyes. She said, "Uh, hi...my name is Dawn? And--"
"Come on in!" Thalia exclaimed happily, as though she knew they were good friends. Yaaaay, it's another girl! she thought.
"Um, I have very important news?" Dawn started.
"Okay!" Thalia said, still cheerfully.
Dawn suddenly lost her shyness and became serious. "This is very important! Go get the boys and tell them that somebody has very important news. Hurry!"
Thalia relayed the message to the two boys, who were sitting at the table. Michael was so shocked the visor of his helmet fell again, making Dan smirk.
That is such a ridiculous helmet... he thought. Then he forced himself to be serious and ask Thalia, "What's wrong?"
"Is everybody ready?" Dawn asked. "Good. All right now. I suppose I should start by saying that Terraria is changing--in the worst possible way. An evil biome, the Corruption, is consuming everything, and is even seeping outside of Terraria. Only YOU THREE can stop it. I can show you the way, I can help you find the answers. But only if you accept my help."
Thalia looked in the distance, thinking. Dan frowned in thought. Michael grinned. The three answered at the same time. "We accept."
Dawn smiled. "My name is Dawn. Scott already told me what your names were. Nice to finally meet you in person!"
"Nice to meet you too, but...who's Scott?" Michael asked.
"Scott didn't tell you his name? Scott's the Guide of this world," Dawn said, surprised.
"Oh."
"Anyways, every good fortress has a decent village! So grab your tools and let's go make one!" Dawn exclaimed. "Besides, I have the feeling that if we build a few houses something good will happen."
Before they could begin, they heard a knocking sound again. "What NOW?!" asked Thalia, irratated. She really didn't want to fight more monsters.
It was the Guide, grinning toothily and holding something white. "Hey, guys, come see what I found!"
"Huh?" Asked Dan, turning around in his chair as Michael's visor came crashing down again.
Thalia did a facepalm and muttered, "Oh brother..."
"What's going on? What is it?!" asked Dawn.
Guide showed them what was in his hands. "It's a BUNNY RABBIT!"
Dan sighed. "Seriously?"
"That's why I'm here." Dawn said.
"Whew, all finished. Now we can sit back and admire our work. That's the best part," Dawn added. "It's so rewarding..."
The houses were very well made: Dawn had a floating wood house, Thalia had a small wizard's tower made of mud with Glowing Mushroom Grass, Michael had a house
in the shadow of the hill to the left, and Dan had a house in the side of the hill. Lamposts replaced torches in the road.
However, the next thing they knew...
"Milton the Merchant has arrived!
Joy the Nurse has arrived!
Gimut the Demolitionist has arrived!"
...all their houses were taken up.
TO BE CONTINUED...
Thalia sighed angrily, walking up to the door. "Oh, no, not another zombie...!" She was about to open the door before Dan said,
"Hey, Thalia, what are you doing wasting your time by that door? It's probably just the Guide,"
She opened the door anyway, to find a tall girl wearing impressive gold armor. Her hair, which was literally bright red, was so long it was only a few inches above her knees. She had freckles and vivid green eyes. She said, "Uh, hi...my name is Dawn? And--"
"Come on in!" Thalia exclaimed happily, as though she knew they were good friends. Yaaaay, it's another girl! she thought.
"Um, I have very important news?" Dawn started.
"Okay!" Thalia said, still cheerfully.
Dawn suddenly lost her shyness and became serious. "This is very important! Go get the boys and tell them that somebody has very important news. Hurry!"
Thalia relayed the message to the two boys, who were sitting at the table. Michael was so shocked the visor of his helmet fell again, making Dan smirk.
That is such a ridiculous helmet... he thought. Then he forced himself to be serious and ask Thalia, "What's wrong?"
"Is everybody ready?" Dawn asked. "Good. All right now. I suppose I should start by saying that Terraria is changing--in the worst possible way. An evil biome, the Corruption, is consuming everything, and is even seeping outside of Terraria. Only YOU THREE can stop it. I can show you the way, I can help you find the answers. But only if you accept my help."
Thalia looked in the distance, thinking. Dan frowned in thought. Michael grinned. The three answered at the same time. "We accept."
Dawn smiled. "My name is Dawn. Scott already told me what your names were. Nice to finally meet you in person!"
"Nice to meet you too, but...who's Scott?" Michael asked.
"Scott didn't tell you his name? Scott's the Guide of this world," Dawn said, surprised.
"Oh."
"Anyways, every good fortress has a decent village! So grab your tools and let's go make one!" Dawn exclaimed. "Besides, I have the feeling that if we build a few houses something good will happen."
Before they could begin, they heard a knocking sound again. "What NOW?!" asked Thalia, irratated. She really didn't want to fight more monsters.
It was the Guide, grinning toothily and holding something white. "Hey, guys, come see what I found!"
"Huh?" Asked Dan, turning around in his chair as Michael's visor came crashing down again.
Thalia did a facepalm and muttered, "Oh brother..."
"What's going on? What is it?!" asked Dawn.
Guide showed them what was in his hands. "It's a BUNNY RABBIT!"
Dan sighed. "Seriously?"
"That's why I'm here." Dawn said.
"Whew, all finished. Now we can sit back and admire our work. That's the best part," Dawn added. "It's so rewarding..."
The houses were very well made: Dawn had a floating wood house, Thalia had a small wizard's tower made of mud with Glowing Mushroom Grass, Michael had a house
in the shadow of the hill to the left, and Dan had a house in the side of the hill. Lamposts replaced torches in the road.
However, the next thing they knew...
"Milton the Merchant has arrived!
Joy the Nurse has arrived!
Gimut the Demolitionist has arrived!"
...all their houses were taken up.
TO BE CONTINUED...
"Alright, kiddos, let's get breakfast started!" Dawn exclaimed, joking as she wasn't much older than the other three "heroes", and as she knew they didn't have to eat.
"Aw, come on, I was having a lovely time pretending I was dreaming," Michael groaned. His hair was messy, as though he had genuinely tried to sleep.
Dawn rolled her eyes. "Okay, then, what do you want to pretend to eat?"
"I think some PANCAKES are in order!"
Dawn raised her eyebrows. "And I assume you know where to find some wheat?"
"You mean--" Michael sniffed. "NO PANCAKES?! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" he ran off, clearly distressed. Apparently he liked pancakes.
"Okay, okay, get a hold of yourself! We're the heroes, remember?" Thalia reminded them. Thalia was not much younger than Dawn, and she had short black hair with even bangs. There were stripes of purple in her hair. She had purple eyes, which was proof of the fact that she had once possessed magical powers.
"You know, somehow I find that hard to believe..." Dan trailed off.
"Come on, guys, be positive! I mean, it's not like we have to save the universe or anything!" she said.
Dan and Dawn blinked in disbelief, their mouths hanging open in shock.
"Wait, what are we talking about again?" Michael asked, confused.
"Are you crazy?! We have to save multiple worlds, in numerous dimensions..." Dan said.
Dawn shook her head in dismay. "We're doomed. Totally doomed."
Michael grabbed her shoulders and shook her back and forth. "DON'T SAY THAT. Whatever you do, DON'T SAY THAT!"
Dawn brushed his hands off crossly. "Okay, okay, I get it...just calm down. Geez..."
Suddenly the door slammed open. It was the Demolitionist, a dwarf with a brown beard and a mining helmet with mining clothes. He carried a lantern on a stick with him. "GOOOOD MORNIN', girls and boys! Come on, wake up!! We got a full day of mining and blowing up stuff, so HURRY UP and COME ON ALRE'DY! Rise n' SHINE, kiddos!"
"Now when did HE ever go mining with us?" Michael asked.
"Apparently he's going to start going with us now," Thalia said.
"Gimut's right, though, we need to get back to mining so that we'll be prepared to stop the Corruption."
"Okay, Dan...we suppose you're right..." Thalia said.
"But wait! Guys, I haven't even fixed my hair after pretending to be asleep--! And who said 'we'?" The door banged against the wall as Michael was the only one left in the house. "I hate it when they do that..." he grumbled.
Meanwhile...
Dawn was standing in front of the cave when Dan and Thalia caught up. "Come on, let's go. I'll lead." she said.
They then entered the cave, and thankfully Michael caught up within no-time. The Demolitionist was no-where to be seen, though. Thalia heard a voice whisper that Fiona and Elan had arrived, which she thought was strange. She didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing...
Meanwhile...
Fiona was a 15-year-old girl with sea-green hair in two super-long ponytails, and eyes the same color. She wore mint green Familiar Clothes. And she was one of the few people Elan could trust.
She smiled, looking at the birds flying around, and the rabbits hopping around happily--or at least, it was happy until a slime accidently hopped into it and killed it. "Heh. It's so peaceful, here, just like Gaia"--she pronounced it GAH-ee-uh--"was before the Hard War...I can't believe Cthulhu's Eye hasn't even visited this world yet! Must we destroy the peace and warn them?"
Elan frowned. "Yes...we must. Write down the world's code number--we're going to have to warn them, later when they'll remember it. They must not make the same mistake we did. We can't let this world be overrun by the Corruption like Gaia. We just can't..."
Later...
"Good job, people! We mined a lot of ore in that cave run! And boy, did we teach those bats a lesson!" Dawn exclaimed.
"Oh, yeah? And who was being taught the lesson? I nearly died twice! Twice, Dawn!" Michael exclaimed unhappily.
"NEARLY died! NEARLY! And besides, we got a lot of stuff!" Thalia pointed out.
A shout came from the back of the room. "HEY!! NEW STUFF TO HELP THEM WITH!"
"Carp. It's the Guide." she said.
"Now that you have some ore, you will need to turn it into a bar in order to make items with it. This requires a FURNACE!" The Guide shouted happily, now facing Dawn and Thalia.
"Well thanks, Captain Obvious, that's so helpful," Michael said sarcastically.
"GLAD YA THINK SO! I'M HERE TO HELP!"
"Michael! Be nice to Scott, he's the Guide!" scolded Thalia.
"Precisely. He's the Guide, and the Guide's annoying." Dawn said, deadpan.
"You're not Michael!"
"Whatever."
"...Wow. Wonder how long it'll take them to notice we've crafted new stuff," Michael commented to Dan.
"I don't know..."
"Uh, guys? You better stop arguing, it's nighttime and the zombies'll be coming soon!" the Guide warned, pointing to the window.
"See? Told ya the Guide was useful! Now--" Thalia was interrupted by a surprisingly loud whisper.
"You feel an evil presence watching you..."
Dawn turned white. "Oh my gosh...it's the Eye..." she whispered. Then she shook herself out of shock and started shouting out orders. "Quick, equip the new gear! Dan and Thalia, we'll attack the Eye! Michael, you go ask the Merchant for some shuriken!"
"What happens if I don't make it back in time?" he asked seriously.
"Then fire from a distance, in cover."
"But what if I run out of shuriken!"
"Just GO!"
(And yet again, equipment change!)
Outside...
"ROOOOOAAAAAAR!!"
Dawn knew that the Eye was bellowing because it wanted to inspire fear in its enemy, and even though deep down she was afraid, she didn't show it and she put on
a brave face. The other two didn't do so well. "Guys! If ya wanna live, hit that Eye!"
"BUT WE GONNA DIE!" they protested.
How on Terraria could she have ever thought that they were hero material...?
Meanwhile...
"Michael, is it? I've heard good things, friend!" the old, bearded merchant exclaimed.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Do you have any shuriken?"
"I wonder if the moon is made of cheese...huh, what?! Oh, yes, buy something."
"Shuriken. Please."
"I feel like an evil presence is watching me..."
"Yeah, me too. Shuriken."
"I hope a scrawny kid like you isn't all that's standing between us and Cthulhu's Eye."
"I AM NOT--THE OTHERS--BLARRGH."
Back on the Battlefield...
"Aw, carp! Servants of Cthulhu!"
At the Merchant's House, which ironically used to be Michael's...
"I'M BEGGING YOU! PLEASE LET ME BUY SOME SHURIKEN!"
Battlefield.
"Oh no!"
HP: 38\125
Merchant's House.
"Our dirt blocks are extra dirt-y!"
"Can I please buy the shuriken?!" *Shop screen opens up* "Oh."
Battlefield.
"Guys, I've only got two Lesser Healing Potions!" Dawn exclaimed. She was losing health, rapidly. She couldn't escape this time, could she...?
Merchant's House.
"Oh carp, I don't have enough money..."
Battlefield.
"He's lost 763 HP, keep on stabbing him!" Dan shouted.
"WE ARE!"
Merchant's House.
"Finally!" Michael pumped his fist through the air. "Dawn, Thalia, Dan, I now have shuriken and am coming to help\save you!"
He ran out the door and grabbed a shuriken. He aimed for the Eye and threw. FWOOSH! The Eye's health meter now read 1519/2800.
Michael flipped the visor of his helmet back up. "Huh. That's some decent damage."
He then preceeded to throw all the shuriken and throwing knives he had at the Eye.
"Keep on hitting it!!" Dawn exclaimed. A Servant of Cthulhu came too close and she sliced it cleanly in half.
"Oh, so you didn't miss me? Come on, Dawn, you know you need me here!" he teased.
"Just shush Michael."
The Eye bellowed again as its iris fell out.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHhhhhhHHH!!!"
! ERROR: YOUR SCREEN ON YOUR COMPUTOR HAS CRASHED. !
"Aw, come on, I was having a lovely time pretending I was dreaming," Michael groaned. His hair was messy, as though he had genuinely tried to sleep.
Dawn rolled her eyes. "Okay, then, what do you want to pretend to eat?"
"I think some PANCAKES are in order!"
Dawn raised her eyebrows. "And I assume you know where to find some wheat?"
"You mean--" Michael sniffed. "NO PANCAKES?! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" he ran off, clearly distressed. Apparently he liked pancakes.
"Okay, okay, get a hold of yourself! We're the heroes, remember?" Thalia reminded them. Thalia was not much younger than Dawn, and she had short black hair with even bangs. There were stripes of purple in her hair. She had purple eyes, which was proof of the fact that she had once possessed magical powers.
"You know, somehow I find that hard to believe..." Dan trailed off.
"Come on, guys, be positive! I mean, it's not like we have to save the universe or anything!" she said.
Dan and Dawn blinked in disbelief, their mouths hanging open in shock.
"Wait, what are we talking about again?" Michael asked, confused.
"Are you crazy?! We have to save multiple worlds, in numerous dimensions..." Dan said.
Dawn shook her head in dismay. "We're doomed. Totally doomed."
Michael grabbed her shoulders and shook her back and forth. "DON'T SAY THAT. Whatever you do, DON'T SAY THAT!"
Dawn brushed his hands off crossly. "Okay, okay, I get it...just calm down. Geez..."
Suddenly the door slammed open. It was the Demolitionist, a dwarf with a brown beard and a mining helmet with mining clothes. He carried a lantern on a stick with him. "GOOOOD MORNIN', girls and boys! Come on, wake up!! We got a full day of mining and blowing up stuff, so HURRY UP and COME ON ALRE'DY! Rise n' SHINE, kiddos!"
"Now when did HE ever go mining with us?" Michael asked.
"Apparently he's going to start going with us now," Thalia said.
"Gimut's right, though, we need to get back to mining so that we'll be prepared to stop the Corruption."
"Okay, Dan...we suppose you're right..." Thalia said.
"But wait! Guys, I haven't even fixed my hair after pretending to be asleep--! And who said 'we'?" The door banged against the wall as Michael was the only one left in the house. "I hate it when they do that..." he grumbled.
Meanwhile...
Dawn was standing in front of the cave when Dan and Thalia caught up. "Come on, let's go. I'll lead." she said.
They then entered the cave, and thankfully Michael caught up within no-time. The Demolitionist was no-where to be seen, though. Thalia heard a voice whisper that Fiona and Elan had arrived, which she thought was strange. She didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing...
Meanwhile...
Fiona was a 15-year-old girl with sea-green hair in two super-long ponytails, and eyes the same color. She wore mint green Familiar Clothes. And she was one of the few people Elan could trust.
She smiled, looking at the birds flying around, and the rabbits hopping around happily--or at least, it was happy until a slime accidently hopped into it and killed it. "Heh. It's so peaceful, here, just like Gaia"--she pronounced it GAH-ee-uh--"was before the Hard War...I can't believe Cthulhu's Eye hasn't even visited this world yet! Must we destroy the peace and warn them?"
Elan frowned. "Yes...we must. Write down the world's code number--we're going to have to warn them, later when they'll remember it. They must not make the same mistake we did. We can't let this world be overrun by the Corruption like Gaia. We just can't..."
Later...
"Good job, people! We mined a lot of ore in that cave run! And boy, did we teach those bats a lesson!" Dawn exclaimed.
"Oh, yeah? And who was being taught the lesson? I nearly died twice! Twice, Dawn!" Michael exclaimed unhappily.
"NEARLY died! NEARLY! And besides, we got a lot of stuff!" Thalia pointed out.
A shout came from the back of the room. "HEY!! NEW STUFF TO HELP THEM WITH!"
"Carp. It's the Guide." she said.
"Now that you have some ore, you will need to turn it into a bar in order to make items with it. This requires a FURNACE!" The Guide shouted happily, now facing Dawn and Thalia.
"Well thanks, Captain Obvious, that's so helpful," Michael said sarcastically.
"GLAD YA THINK SO! I'M HERE TO HELP!"
"Michael! Be nice to Scott, he's the Guide!" scolded Thalia.
"Precisely. He's the Guide, and the Guide's annoying." Dawn said, deadpan.
"You're not Michael!"
"Whatever."
"...Wow. Wonder how long it'll take them to notice we've crafted new stuff," Michael commented to Dan.
"I don't know..."
"Uh, guys? You better stop arguing, it's nighttime and the zombies'll be coming soon!" the Guide warned, pointing to the window.
"See? Told ya the Guide was useful! Now--" Thalia was interrupted by a surprisingly loud whisper.
"You feel an evil presence watching you..."
Dawn turned white. "Oh my gosh...it's the Eye..." she whispered. Then she shook herself out of shock and started shouting out orders. "Quick, equip the new gear! Dan and Thalia, we'll attack the Eye! Michael, you go ask the Merchant for some shuriken!"
"What happens if I don't make it back in time?" he asked seriously.
"Then fire from a distance, in cover."
"But what if I run out of shuriken!"
"Just GO!"
(And yet again, equipment change!)
Outside...
"ROOOOOAAAAAAR!!"
Dawn knew that the Eye was bellowing because it wanted to inspire fear in its enemy, and even though deep down she was afraid, she didn't show it and she put on
a brave face. The other two didn't do so well. "Guys! If ya wanna live, hit that Eye!"
"BUT WE GONNA DIE!" they protested.
How on Terraria could she have ever thought that they were hero material...?
Meanwhile...
"Michael, is it? I've heard good things, friend!" the old, bearded merchant exclaimed.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Do you have any shuriken?"
"I wonder if the moon is made of cheese...huh, what?! Oh, yes, buy something."
"Shuriken. Please."
"I feel like an evil presence is watching me..."
"Yeah, me too. Shuriken."
"I hope a scrawny kid like you isn't all that's standing between us and Cthulhu's Eye."
"I AM NOT--THE OTHERS--BLARRGH."
Back on the Battlefield...
"Aw, carp! Servants of Cthulhu!"
At the Merchant's House, which ironically used to be Michael's...
"I'M BEGGING YOU! PLEASE LET ME BUY SOME SHURIKEN!"
Battlefield.
"Oh no!"
HP: 38\125
Merchant's House.
"Our dirt blocks are extra dirt-y!"
"Can I please buy the shuriken?!" *Shop screen opens up* "Oh."
Battlefield.
"Guys, I've only got two Lesser Healing Potions!" Dawn exclaimed. She was losing health, rapidly. She couldn't escape this time, could she...?
Merchant's House.
"Oh carp, I don't have enough money..."
Battlefield.
"He's lost 763 HP, keep on stabbing him!" Dan shouted.
"WE ARE!"
Merchant's House.
"Finally!" Michael pumped his fist through the air. "Dawn, Thalia, Dan, I now have shuriken and am coming to help\save you!"
He ran out the door and grabbed a shuriken. He aimed for the Eye and threw. FWOOSH! The Eye's health meter now read 1519/2800.
Michael flipped the visor of his helmet back up. "Huh. That's some decent damage."
He then preceeded to throw all the shuriken and throwing knives he had at the Eye.
"Keep on hitting it!!" Dawn exclaimed. A Servant of Cthulhu came too close and she sliced it cleanly in half.
"Oh, so you didn't miss me? Come on, Dawn, you know you need me here!" he teased.
"Just shush Michael."
The Eye bellowed again as its iris fell out.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHhhhhhHHH!!!"
! ERROR: YOUR SCREEN ON YOUR COMPUTOR HAS CRASHED. !
YOU NEED A NEW MONITOR.
...Actually, no, I did that for suspense and to play a prank on you, the reader's, brain.
They can all see--they just freaked out at seeing the Eye's second form. I'm sure you did once, too.
Have I broken the fourth wall\confused you enough yet?
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHhhhhhHHH!!!" Dawn screamed, irratated that the Eye wasn't dead yet.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHhhhhhHHH!!!" Michael screamed, freaking out.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHhhhhhHHH!!!" Thalia screamed, very scared.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHhhhhhHHH!!!" For once, it was Dan's turn for his visor to fall over his face. He was then irratated, because if he couldn't see, then the
Eye might kill him, and he wouldn't be able to do anything.
Will the four teens kill the Eye? Will any of them die? And most importantly of all, WILL THEY STOP SCREAMING?! (Seriously, it's ear-splitting.) Find out in Episode Seven!
"You gotta be kidding me. A second form?!" Dawn exclaimed. "Gah, hack at it 'till it dies!"
The other three blinked in surprise. "You mean you don't have a...real plan?" Thalia asked, worried. "That's a first."
"I honestly don't know as much about Terraria as you think I do. I only know from experience and from what the Guide says. Now; attack the Eye while it's not attacking you!"
Dawn swung her sword at the Eye, while Thalia stabbed it. Then Dan slashed it, and Michael threw more shuriken and daggers.
After much throwing of knives and shuriken, of stabbing and slashing, the Eye of Cthulhu was no more. The boss was dead. Our very first boss--and we survived!
Dawn could hardly believe they had won as she picked up Corrupt Seeds, Lesser Healing Potions, and other spoils from the ground.
The next day...
"Celeste the Dryad has arrived!"
By now they were used to the whispering voice making announcements, but it was still eerie nonetheless.
"Oh, great...another NPC...wonderful..." Dawn said, deadpan.
"Oh, great, another NPC! Wonderful!" Thalia exclaimed happily.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Don't get too excited. I mean, we have to build a house--" Dawn started. She was interrupted by Michael.
"SERIOUSLY?! AWWWWWWWW MAAAAAAAAAN!"
"Just. Build."
As Dan hammered out a table on the workbench, the Guide gleefully handed out tons of obvious tips. "...Yup, so that's how ya build a workbench, but THEN you have to craft all the tables and chairs and torches, and once you get a furnace to make an Iron Anvil..."
"I know, Guide, we've been over this..."
The finished house was mainly wooden, although there was a grass "carpet" in one section of the house for a tree. Around the tree was glass, so that it made it look like the house was half house, half greenhouse or garden.
Dan looked around. "So where is this 'Dryad' person?"
Thalia pointed. "There. See?"
The Dryad was tall and thin. Her bright green eyes sparkled, and her similarly-colored hair was in a long, thick braid. She wore a shirt made of tree bark, and on top of that was a sort of a shawl made of vines. She wore a skirt made of leaves that was so long, it touched the ground.
"I'm Thalia, who are you?" Thalia asked. Dan thought it was an odd question to ask since she already knew the Dryad's name.
"I am Celeste...the last dryad."
"OH MY GOOD--that's horrible!" Thalia exclaimed.
"I'm going to go mining with Michael, good-bye," Dan muttered.
"Don't apologize, it's alright," the Dryad said, smiling. She must not've heard Dan.
"So what do you do?" asked Dawn, arriving all of a sudden.
"Dawn! Be polite!" Thalia scolded. After all, the Dryad was talking about how she was the last of her people! Dawn needed to be more respectful.
The Dryad didn't seem to mind Dawn's question, though. "I sell stuff and tell the percentage of Hallow and Corruption."
"Oh, okay! Welcome to whatever our village is called!"
"Dawn..." Thalia warned.
"It's okay. I'm just happy to see people." the Dryad said, rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet and smiling.
Dawn took advantage of the Dryad's willingness to talk. "How many people are there, other than me, Thalia, Dan and Michael?"
Thalia sighed.
"Nine, not counting me." Celeste replied.
"Okay. So what do you sell--"
"Dawn! Let the Dryad rest!"
"What?" Dawn asked, grinning, clearly not comprehending what Thalia's problem was.
The Dryad launched into Itemize Mode. "I sell sunflowers, purification powder, grass seeds, the Dirt Rod--"
"It's okay Dryad, you didn't have to answer that." Thalia said, which made Dawn look miffed.
"Sooooooooooooo anyways, welcome to Whateverville, like I said. Go make yourself at home in that Greenhouse thing, that's where you'll live. NOW. If you'll excuse us, we have to go into the Corruption." Dawn said.
Behind her, Michael screamed, "AAAH no it's a bat! It's trying to eat meeeeeee!"
Noticing that no-one was gathering around so they could leave, Dawn turned around saying, "NOW. Right NOW. We're LEAVING. Hey, where is every--?! Oh, no, seriously?!"
"HELP it's a BAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!"
"Hold on!" Thalia shouted, chasing Michael and the bat, her shortsword in hand.
Dawn drew her sword and waited until they ran near her. When the bat was close enough, she slashed at it and it disappeared, leaving behind some coins in its place.
She picked the coins up, then said, "Anyways, nice meeting you, Dryad, we'll be off to the Corruption!"
TO BE CONTINUED...
The other three blinked in surprise. "You mean you don't have a...real plan?" Thalia asked, worried. "That's a first."
"I honestly don't know as much about Terraria as you think I do. I only know from experience and from what the Guide says. Now; attack the Eye while it's not attacking you!"
Dawn swung her sword at the Eye, while Thalia stabbed it. Then Dan slashed it, and Michael threw more shuriken and daggers.
After much throwing of knives and shuriken, of stabbing and slashing, the Eye of Cthulhu was no more. The boss was dead. Our very first boss--and we survived!
Dawn could hardly believe they had won as she picked up Corrupt Seeds, Lesser Healing Potions, and other spoils from the ground.
The next day...
"Celeste the Dryad has arrived!"
By now they were used to the whispering voice making announcements, but it was still eerie nonetheless.
"Oh, great...another NPC...wonderful..." Dawn said, deadpan.
"Oh, great, another NPC! Wonderful!" Thalia exclaimed happily.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Don't get too excited. I mean, we have to build a house--" Dawn started. She was interrupted by Michael.
"SERIOUSLY?! AWWWWWWWW MAAAAAAAAAN!"
"Just. Build."
As Dan hammered out a table on the workbench, the Guide gleefully handed out tons of obvious tips. "...Yup, so that's how ya build a workbench, but THEN you have to craft all the tables and chairs and torches, and once you get a furnace to make an Iron Anvil..."
"I know, Guide, we've been over this..."
The finished house was mainly wooden, although there was a grass "carpet" in one section of the house for a tree. Around the tree was glass, so that it made it look like the house was half house, half greenhouse or garden.
Dan looked around. "So where is this 'Dryad' person?"
Thalia pointed. "There. See?"
The Dryad was tall and thin. Her bright green eyes sparkled, and her similarly-colored hair was in a long, thick braid. She wore a shirt made of tree bark, and on top of that was a sort of a shawl made of vines. She wore a skirt made of leaves that was so long, it touched the ground.
"I'm Thalia, who are you?" Thalia asked. Dan thought it was an odd question to ask since she already knew the Dryad's name.
"I am Celeste...the last dryad."
"OH MY GOOD--that's horrible!" Thalia exclaimed.
"I'm going to go mining with Michael, good-bye," Dan muttered.
"Don't apologize, it's alright," the Dryad said, smiling. She must not've heard Dan.
"So what do you do?" asked Dawn, arriving all of a sudden.
"Dawn! Be polite!" Thalia scolded. After all, the Dryad was talking about how she was the last of her people! Dawn needed to be more respectful.
The Dryad didn't seem to mind Dawn's question, though. "I sell stuff and tell the percentage of Hallow and Corruption."
"Oh, okay! Welcome to whatever our village is called!"
"Dawn..." Thalia warned.
"It's okay. I'm just happy to see people." the Dryad said, rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet and smiling.
Dawn took advantage of the Dryad's willingness to talk. "How many people are there, other than me, Thalia, Dan and Michael?"
Thalia sighed.
"Nine, not counting me." Celeste replied.
"Okay. So what do you sell--"
"Dawn! Let the Dryad rest!"
"What?" Dawn asked, grinning, clearly not comprehending what Thalia's problem was.
The Dryad launched into Itemize Mode. "I sell sunflowers, purification powder, grass seeds, the Dirt Rod--"
"It's okay Dryad, you didn't have to answer that." Thalia said, which made Dawn look miffed.
"Sooooooooooooo anyways, welcome to Whateverville, like I said. Go make yourself at home in that Greenhouse thing, that's where you'll live. NOW. If you'll excuse us, we have to go into the Corruption." Dawn said.
Behind her, Michael screamed, "AAAH no it's a bat! It's trying to eat meeeeeee!"
Noticing that no-one was gathering around so they could leave, Dawn turned around saying, "NOW. Right NOW. We're LEAVING. Hey, where is every--?! Oh, no, seriously?!"
"HELP it's a BAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!"
"Hold on!" Thalia shouted, chasing Michael and the bat, her shortsword in hand.
Dawn drew her sword and waited until they ran near her. When the bat was close enough, she slashed at it and it disappeared, leaving behind some coins in its place.
She picked the coins up, then said, "Anyways, nice meeting you, Dryad, we'll be off to the Corruption!"
TO BE CONTINUED...
"Here we are..." Dawn announced. "The Corruption."
The sky was yellow. The grass was sickly purple. Even plants looked creepy. It was just like at the Gathering...Thalia shivered. Except for one thing.
"Where are the monsters?"
"Shh! The monsters will hear and think you want them over here!" Michael teased.
"Both of you, quiet!" Dan held up his sword to shush them. They weren't scared though, because they knew Dan didn't mean that as a threat.
"...Thank you, Dan," Dawn puffed. "Anyways. We have to go that way." She pointed with her sword.
"What's that w--oh." Thalia looked and saw a plain wooden house. The only things in it were a bed, a workbench and chair, torches for lighting, and three chests.
A wooden sign inside the house read, "Welcome to Dawn's house! Wooden chests hold armor, weapons, and ores, Gold chest holds money, herbs, and Corrupted items.
No NPC's! "
Thalia was shocked. "Dawn...you mean you've lived here all along?"
Dawn paused. "Yeah. This is my world, you know. Not that I mind you guys being here...I'm just really homesick."
The sword Dan had been holding up swung so that the point no longer pointed to the left, but pointed towards the ground. "Homesick? ...Where's home, then? If you
don't mind my asking," Dan added.
"I...I don't know...Come on, let's move. I don't want to think about home..."
In Dawn's house...
"Wow...you sure do have a lot of stuff here..." Thalia remarked uneasily as she stared into the contents of a wooden chest. How long had Dawn been here?
"As I said, my world, my house. I destroyed my former Terrarian house and moved it all here, but then I realized I couldn't do this on my own, so I looked
for heroes."
Dawn couldn't say much more that that though as suddenly Michael exclaimed, "OH MY GOSH GOOOOOOOOOOOOOLD AAAAAAAARMOOOOOOOR!!! Must. Have. I-i-i-i-it..."
"Dude. What. Is. Your. Problem." Since Dawn was used to having Gold Armor, she didn't understand why Michael was freaking out over finding out she had crafted extra gold armor to give to the "heroes".
"THIS IS A WHOLE TWO TIERS BETTER THAN MY CURRENT ARMOR!" Michael, of course, still only had Iron Armor, so naturally he was kind of--okay, very--indignant.
"Then keep it." she replied. "I really don't need it..."
"Dawn, you are the awesomest. Person. Ever!"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's great Michael. Shoo. It's yours now. ...And stop yelling, while you're at it. Geez...Freaking out over everything..."
"Sorry Dawn." He said, blushing.
"Anyways!" Dawn was now speaking to Thalia and Dan. "Take anything you want except for my money and ores. Because after this, we're going EX-PLOR-ING!" Dawn pumped her fist as though she was happy to finally be able to go exploring through the Corruption.
"Oookay...going a little extreme, now, are we?" Thalia said.
"She's right, though; armor up and let's go." Dan replied, putting on a winged Gold Helmet.
Outside...
The four stood over a hole in the ground--a Corruption chasm. The hole was so large, you would've needed a Grappling Hook to get across it.
"Whoa...that's a deep chasm..." Michael said in awe.
"So...we jump in?" Dan asked.
"Yeah, just remember to use your Grappling Hook, don't go splat, and you'll be fine." Dawn advised.
"So I'm supposed to use the Grappling Hook on the ground...so that I fall faster?"
"Pretty much." Dawn nodded.
"That makes absolutely no sense."
"Agreed."
They then jumped into the chasm.
"Whoo~o!" Dawn shouted.
"AAH DUDE I'M FALLING!" screamed Michael, who was now playing the role of Captain Obvious.
"Aeeeeii! I'm falling too faaast!" Thalia shrieked.
"Stop shrieking like a little girl, Thalia!" Dan shouted, putting his hands over his ears to block the sound out (shrieking is not good for the ears).
Finally they landed, making a "ptoof" sound as their feet landed on the ground.
"I'm going right." Thalia announced.
"...There's Demonite Ore to the left." Dawn said. She sighed, then said, "Whatever, we'll split up." Dawn hadn't walked for long before a flying Corruption creature flew out of nowhere. "SCREE!" The sound was earsplitting.
"Oh my gosh. Wh--it's--" Michael was shocked to see the creatures from the Gathering...
"That's a Big Eater. They are the manifestations of the Corruption. They destroyed my home," Dawn added in a whisper. "And I'm getting revenge." She charged the Eater. "YOU SHALL PAY FOR THIS!" She drew her sword from the sheathe on her back and slashed. "...IYAAAH!"
FWOOSH! The Eater dodged her attack. "SCREE!"
"You gotta be kidding--" Suddenly Dawn couldn't help but think of a brown-haired lady sobbing with a caption saying, "Does critical hit and makes a reference to a meme; Eater dodges attack"
"It's okay!" Michael exclaimed, waving around a stick of dynamite. "That's what we brought THIS for!" he then threw the stick and it blew up, making the cliched mushroom-cloud explosion.
The ground sizzled as smoke from the explosion wafted from the ground. "I'm not sure if I made it blow up enough." he commented.
He looked into the hole the explosion had made and saw a purple orb. "Is...is that a glob of Jell-O?" (Answer: it is an orb. It is not at all Jell-O.)
"Oh, well! I'm going to break it with my hammer!" he said, grinning and rubbing his hands together in anticipation. Who knew what thingamajigers the Jell-O would give, when it disappeared?
Then the mysterious voice whispered, "Dawn was destroyed by Dynamite."
"No..." he fell to the ground in shock. "NO...NO!"
Meanwhile...
Dawn was sleeping in her bed, at her house. Blood trickled from a corner of her mouth, but otherwise, she was all right. She woke up with a jolt, breathing heavily.
"Wh--wha--I--I'm supposed to be dead!"
MEANWHILE!...Again.
Michael raised the hammer in the air, then struck the orb, cracks appearing like spiderwebs across its surface before it broke. The fragments of the orb disappeared, and left behind a blue flail. Michael instantly knew its name--the Ball O Hurt.
The voice whispered again. "A horrible chill runs down your spine..."
"Ohhh carp."
TO BE CONTINUED....
The sky was yellow. The grass was sickly purple. Even plants looked creepy. It was just like at the Gathering...Thalia shivered. Except for one thing.
"Where are the monsters?"
"Shh! The monsters will hear and think you want them over here!" Michael teased.
"Both of you, quiet!" Dan held up his sword to shush them. They weren't scared though, because they knew Dan didn't mean that as a threat.
"...Thank you, Dan," Dawn puffed. "Anyways. We have to go that way." She pointed with her sword.
"What's that w--oh." Thalia looked and saw a plain wooden house. The only things in it were a bed, a workbench and chair, torches for lighting, and three chests.
A wooden sign inside the house read, "Welcome to Dawn's house! Wooden chests hold armor, weapons, and ores, Gold chest holds money, herbs, and Corrupted items.
No NPC's! "
Thalia was shocked. "Dawn...you mean you've lived here all along?"
Dawn paused. "Yeah. This is my world, you know. Not that I mind you guys being here...I'm just really homesick."
The sword Dan had been holding up swung so that the point no longer pointed to the left, but pointed towards the ground. "Homesick? ...Where's home, then? If you
don't mind my asking," Dan added.
"I...I don't know...Come on, let's move. I don't want to think about home..."
In Dawn's house...
"Wow...you sure do have a lot of stuff here..." Thalia remarked uneasily as she stared into the contents of a wooden chest. How long had Dawn been here?
"As I said, my world, my house. I destroyed my former Terrarian house and moved it all here, but then I realized I couldn't do this on my own, so I looked
for heroes."
Dawn couldn't say much more that that though as suddenly Michael exclaimed, "OH MY GOSH GOOOOOOOOOOOOOLD AAAAAAAARMOOOOOOOR!!! Must. Have. I-i-i-i-it..."
"Dude. What. Is. Your. Problem." Since Dawn was used to having Gold Armor, she didn't understand why Michael was freaking out over finding out she had crafted extra gold armor to give to the "heroes".
"THIS IS A WHOLE TWO TIERS BETTER THAN MY CURRENT ARMOR!" Michael, of course, still only had Iron Armor, so naturally he was kind of--okay, very--indignant.
"Then keep it." she replied. "I really don't need it..."
"Dawn, you are the awesomest. Person. Ever!"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's great Michael. Shoo. It's yours now. ...And stop yelling, while you're at it. Geez...Freaking out over everything..."
"Sorry Dawn." He said, blushing.
"Anyways!" Dawn was now speaking to Thalia and Dan. "Take anything you want except for my money and ores. Because after this, we're going EX-PLOR-ING!" Dawn pumped her fist as though she was happy to finally be able to go exploring through the Corruption.
"Oookay...going a little extreme, now, are we?" Thalia said.
"She's right, though; armor up and let's go." Dan replied, putting on a winged Gold Helmet.
Outside...
The four stood over a hole in the ground--a Corruption chasm. The hole was so large, you would've needed a Grappling Hook to get across it.
"Whoa...that's a deep chasm..." Michael said in awe.
"So...we jump in?" Dan asked.
"Yeah, just remember to use your Grappling Hook, don't go splat, and you'll be fine." Dawn advised.
"So I'm supposed to use the Grappling Hook on the ground...so that I fall faster?"
"Pretty much." Dawn nodded.
"That makes absolutely no sense."
"Agreed."
They then jumped into the chasm.
"Whoo~o!" Dawn shouted.
"AAH DUDE I'M FALLING!" screamed Michael, who was now playing the role of Captain Obvious.
"Aeeeeii! I'm falling too faaast!" Thalia shrieked.
"Stop shrieking like a little girl, Thalia!" Dan shouted, putting his hands over his ears to block the sound out (shrieking is not good for the ears).
Finally they landed, making a "ptoof" sound as their feet landed on the ground.
"I'm going right." Thalia announced.
"...There's Demonite Ore to the left." Dawn said. She sighed, then said, "Whatever, we'll split up." Dawn hadn't walked for long before a flying Corruption creature flew out of nowhere. "SCREE!" The sound was earsplitting.
"Oh my gosh. Wh--it's--" Michael was shocked to see the creatures from the Gathering...
"That's a Big Eater. They are the manifestations of the Corruption. They destroyed my home," Dawn added in a whisper. "And I'm getting revenge." She charged the Eater. "YOU SHALL PAY FOR THIS!" She drew her sword from the sheathe on her back and slashed. "...IYAAAH!"
FWOOSH! The Eater dodged her attack. "SCREE!"
"You gotta be kidding--" Suddenly Dawn couldn't help but think of a brown-haired lady sobbing with a caption saying, "Does critical hit and makes a reference to a meme; Eater dodges attack"
"It's okay!" Michael exclaimed, waving around a stick of dynamite. "That's what we brought THIS for!" he then threw the stick and it blew up, making the cliched mushroom-cloud explosion.
The ground sizzled as smoke from the explosion wafted from the ground. "I'm not sure if I made it blow up enough." he commented.
He looked into the hole the explosion had made and saw a purple orb. "Is...is that a glob of Jell-O?" (Answer: it is an orb. It is not at all Jell-O.)
"Oh, well! I'm going to break it with my hammer!" he said, grinning and rubbing his hands together in anticipation. Who knew what thingamajigers the Jell-O would give, when it disappeared?
Then the mysterious voice whispered, "Dawn was destroyed by Dynamite."
"No..." he fell to the ground in shock. "NO...NO!"
Meanwhile...
Dawn was sleeping in her bed, at her house. Blood trickled from a corner of her mouth, but otherwise, she was all right. She woke up with a jolt, breathing heavily.
"Wh--wha--I--I'm supposed to be dead!"
MEANWHILE!...Again.
Michael raised the hammer in the air, then struck the orb, cracks appearing like spiderwebs across its surface before it broke. The fragments of the orb disappeared, and left behind a blue flail. Michael instantly knew its name--the Ball O Hurt.
The voice whispered again. "A horrible chill runs down your spine..."
"Ohhh carp."
TO BE CONTINUED....
"Hello, Dawn," the Guide whispered. (Author's Note: there seems to be a lot of whispering, isn't there?)
"Where'd you come from?!" Dawn asked, jumpy, especially since she had just died.
"Oh, I'm sorry! Did I scare you?" Duh, Dawn thought. Wasn't that obvious? "I guess you were asleep, sorry for waking you up like that. I was just about to ask you how your journey to the Corruption was."
"Um...great...can I tell you something?"
"Of course you can! You can tell me anything!" the Guide smiled. Was he making fun of Shoujo manga (sappy girl's manga)? One thing was for certain: the Guide was weird.
Nonetheless, he was the Guide, so Dawn figured he might have a good explanation for what had happened. She started with, "I...I'm supposed to be dead."
"SUPPOSED to be dead? If you're not actually dead, then what are you waiting for? Go back and find the others! Go on, go!"
"O-okay..." Dawn said hesitantly. "...You know what, you're right. I'm lucky to be alive--I better be more careful next time! Thanks, Guide, I'll go find the others as soon as I craft some stuff with the Demonite Ore the Eye dropped!" She ran off, saying, "Bye!"
"You seriously hadn't crafted anything with that ore yet?" the Guide sighed.
In the Crafting Room of her house, Dawn thought of what she could make. "Hm...Demon Bow...Michael would like that but I don't think we want that right now...oh yeah, Light's Bane! That's better than my Gold Broadsword! But wait, War Axe of the Night? Hey, it's an axe AND a sword-like-weapon, AND it's better than my sword! I'll craft that!"
Somewhat earlier...
BOOOOM!!
"So...how much dynamite do you have left?" Dan asked.
"Three sticks. And you?" Thalia asked, looking up as though she expected Eaters to arrive at any moment.
"Two. That means we've used up five stick of dynamite," he said.
There was a short pause before Thalia asked, "Hey, Dan?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you think--do you think Dawn and Michael are okay? I haven't heard them say anything--"
BOOOOOOOM!
"Dawn was destoyed by dynamite." The voice whispered, before a voice in the distance screamed, "No...NO...NO!"
"Dan, what was that? D--do you really think she's--that sounded like Michael shouting--are they okay?"
"Whatever it is, we won't find out by standing around talking! Come on, let's go!" he shouted, motioning for her to go. He then ran towards the way Dawn had gone.
"Hey--! Wait uuup!"
Meanwhile...
I have to hurry, I have to hurry...I can't let the others know I'm supposed to be dead... Dawn thought, running as fast as she could. She had her War Axe in her hand in case she had to fight an Eater--those things were everywhere.
She found Michael sitting on the floor, holding himself and rocking back and forth, sobbing to himself, "Dead...dead...all my fault..."
Dawn didn't say anything. She was too late--they knew she was supposed to be dead.
Michael looked up, wondering if someone was there. Then he saw her. "Dawn..." He immediately leaped to his feet. "Dawn, I'm so sorry! I-I threw the dynamite, and a voice said you died...SLIMES, DAWN, IT'S ALL MY FAULT, please, please forgive me!"
She sighed. "I forgive you. At the moment, I'm more concerned with 'how am I still alive'."
"Oh yeah...forgot about that..." he mumbled. "So...what was it like? Dying, I mean?"
Dawn shuddered. "Very...painful. And bloody. You really don't want to know."
Michael started to speak, but then Dan and Thalia arrived. "Thank goodness you're both all right!" Thalia exclaimed. "We were so worried--uh, are we interrupting?"
"No, Michael was just about to say something. Go on." Dawn said.
"No, that's fine...it can wait."
"Okay then..."
"Anyways, how many Shadow Orbs have you broken?" Dan asked. "We broke only one."
"We broke one too. I got a flail. What about you?"
"We got a Musket and some bullets." he replied.
"So what are we waiting for?" Dawn asked. "Let's go break some Shadow Orbs!"
And so, the four teenagers continued their quest, exploring the Corruption, hunting for Shadow Orbs. Will they survive, or will they face a slumbering monster's wrath?
...Only time will tell.
Thalia struck the Shadow Orb. When it had disappeared, it left behind a dull-green staff that was covered in small thorns. At the tip there were three large thorns. She knew its name: the Vilethorn. This one was damaged, though, so it was Sluggish.
The eerie voice whispered, "The Eater of Worlds has awoken!"
"What the--" Dawn was interrupted by a ginormous brown worm-like creature with many eyes bursting out of the ground. "SCREE!" the sound was even louder than the Big Eater's screeching.
"Whaa!" Thalia fell back as the ground she was standing on spiked up, as the creature--which must've been the Eater of Worlds--dug out of the ground feet away from her. She fell back, banging on the Corrupted stone and jarring her wrist. She screamed in pain. "My arm!" she forced herself to get up, holding her arm as she did so. "Owwww..."
"LOOK OUT YOU GONNA DIE!" Dawn shouted.
"AAH!"
Sure enough, though, there were the SHF SHF SHF sounds of the EoW digging through the ground. It came up, screeching again. The ground cracked where it came up.
"Come on! Run! We're going to dodge its attacks until we have a plan!" Dawn said.
Over in a corner, Dan and Michael were discussing what their plan should be. "We could shoot at it..." Dan suggested.
"Really? That musket fires too slowly. Maybe arrows?"
Dawn and Thalia reached where they were at that moment. "I really don't care WHAT you do--just KILL IT!" Dawn instructed. "I've found that strategy is pretty sound," she added in an undertone.
"VILETHORN ATTACK!" Thalia shouted, glad to finally be able to use magic attacks again. A stream of thorns shot towards the EoW.
"BALL O HURT ATTACK!" Dawn shouted, flicking her arm so that the flail hit the worm-like creature as it dove back into the ground.
"Gold Bow, Jester's Arrows attack!"
"SILVER SWORD ATTACK!"
The battle was quick, and soon the Eater of Worlds was slain.
"How is it the Eater of Worlds if it can't even begin to eat me?!"
"Gee, calm down Michael..." Thalia said. "Anyways, we better go back to our village, then go find that meteor!"
TO BE CONTINUED...
Michael-- "Wierdest ending ever."
"Where'd you come from?!" Dawn asked, jumpy, especially since she had just died.
"Oh, I'm sorry! Did I scare you?" Duh, Dawn thought. Wasn't that obvious? "I guess you were asleep, sorry for waking you up like that. I was just about to ask you how your journey to the Corruption was."
"Um...great...can I tell you something?"
"Of course you can! You can tell me anything!" the Guide smiled. Was he making fun of Shoujo manga (sappy girl's manga)? One thing was for certain: the Guide was weird.
Nonetheless, he was the Guide, so Dawn figured he might have a good explanation for what had happened. She started with, "I...I'm supposed to be dead."
"SUPPOSED to be dead? If you're not actually dead, then what are you waiting for? Go back and find the others! Go on, go!"
"O-okay..." Dawn said hesitantly. "...You know what, you're right. I'm lucky to be alive--I better be more careful next time! Thanks, Guide, I'll go find the others as soon as I craft some stuff with the Demonite Ore the Eye dropped!" She ran off, saying, "Bye!"
"You seriously hadn't crafted anything with that ore yet?" the Guide sighed.
In the Crafting Room of her house, Dawn thought of what she could make. "Hm...Demon Bow...Michael would like that but I don't think we want that right now...oh yeah, Light's Bane! That's better than my Gold Broadsword! But wait, War Axe of the Night? Hey, it's an axe AND a sword-like-weapon, AND it's better than my sword! I'll craft that!"
Somewhat earlier...
BOOOOM!!
"So...how much dynamite do you have left?" Dan asked.
"Three sticks. And you?" Thalia asked, looking up as though she expected Eaters to arrive at any moment.
"Two. That means we've used up five stick of dynamite," he said.
There was a short pause before Thalia asked, "Hey, Dan?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you think--do you think Dawn and Michael are okay? I haven't heard them say anything--"
BOOOOOOOM!
"Dawn was destoyed by dynamite." The voice whispered, before a voice in the distance screamed, "No...NO...NO!"
"Dan, what was that? D--do you really think she's--that sounded like Michael shouting--are they okay?"
"Whatever it is, we won't find out by standing around talking! Come on, let's go!" he shouted, motioning for her to go. He then ran towards the way Dawn had gone.
"Hey--! Wait uuup!"
Meanwhile...
I have to hurry, I have to hurry...I can't let the others know I'm supposed to be dead... Dawn thought, running as fast as she could. She had her War Axe in her hand in case she had to fight an Eater--those things were everywhere.
She found Michael sitting on the floor, holding himself and rocking back and forth, sobbing to himself, "Dead...dead...all my fault..."
Dawn didn't say anything. She was too late--they knew she was supposed to be dead.
Michael looked up, wondering if someone was there. Then he saw her. "Dawn..." He immediately leaped to his feet. "Dawn, I'm so sorry! I-I threw the dynamite, and a voice said you died...SLIMES, DAWN, IT'S ALL MY FAULT, please, please forgive me!"
She sighed. "I forgive you. At the moment, I'm more concerned with 'how am I still alive'."
"Oh yeah...forgot about that..." he mumbled. "So...what was it like? Dying, I mean?"
Dawn shuddered. "Very...painful. And bloody. You really don't want to know."
Michael started to speak, but then Dan and Thalia arrived. "Thank goodness you're both all right!" Thalia exclaimed. "We were so worried--uh, are we interrupting?"
"No, Michael was just about to say something. Go on." Dawn said.
"No, that's fine...it can wait."
"Okay then..."
"Anyways, how many Shadow Orbs have you broken?" Dan asked. "We broke only one."
"We broke one too. I got a flail. What about you?"
"We got a Musket and some bullets." he replied.
"So what are we waiting for?" Dawn asked. "Let's go break some Shadow Orbs!"
And so, the four teenagers continued their quest, exploring the Corruption, hunting for Shadow Orbs. Will they survive, or will they face a slumbering monster's wrath?
...Only time will tell.
Thalia struck the Shadow Orb. When it had disappeared, it left behind a dull-green staff that was covered in small thorns. At the tip there were three large thorns. She knew its name: the Vilethorn. This one was damaged, though, so it was Sluggish.
The eerie voice whispered, "The Eater of Worlds has awoken!"
"What the--" Dawn was interrupted by a ginormous brown worm-like creature with many eyes bursting out of the ground. "SCREE!" the sound was even louder than the Big Eater's screeching.
"Whaa!" Thalia fell back as the ground she was standing on spiked up, as the creature--which must've been the Eater of Worlds--dug out of the ground feet away from her. She fell back, banging on the Corrupted stone and jarring her wrist. She screamed in pain. "My arm!" she forced herself to get up, holding her arm as she did so. "Owwww..."
"LOOK OUT YOU GONNA DIE!" Dawn shouted.
"AAH!"
Sure enough, though, there were the SHF SHF SHF sounds of the EoW digging through the ground. It came up, screeching again. The ground cracked where it came up.
"Come on! Run! We're going to dodge its attacks until we have a plan!" Dawn said.
Over in a corner, Dan and Michael were discussing what their plan should be. "We could shoot at it..." Dan suggested.
"Really? That musket fires too slowly. Maybe arrows?"
Dawn and Thalia reached where they were at that moment. "I really don't care WHAT you do--just KILL IT!" Dawn instructed. "I've found that strategy is pretty sound," she added in an undertone.
"VILETHORN ATTACK!" Thalia shouted, glad to finally be able to use magic attacks again. A stream of thorns shot towards the EoW.
"BALL O HURT ATTACK!" Dawn shouted, flicking her arm so that the flail hit the worm-like creature as it dove back into the ground.
"Gold Bow, Jester's Arrows attack!"
"SILVER SWORD ATTACK!"
The battle was quick, and soon the Eater of Worlds was slain.
"How is it the Eater of Worlds if it can't even begin to eat me?!"
"Gee, calm down Michael..." Thalia said. "Anyways, we better go back to our village, then go find that meteor!"
TO BE CONTINUED...
Michael-- "Wierdest ending ever."
Thalia, of course, wanted to go to the meteor crash site. Since Fallen Stars gave mana, maybe she'd regain all her magic powers if she went to see a Meteorite. When she asked who was going with her, Dan and Dawn replied at the same time:
"I will."
"Oookay then..." Thalia said. "Dawn, you have a Magic Mirror, right?" Dawn said 'yes'. "Okay, then we can go together," Thalia said, looking at Dan to see if he would object. When he merely nodded, she looked in her Magic Mirror. Thalia saw her reflection for a brief instant before she felt herself turn cold, and her vision go black. When her vision came back a few seconds later, she saw she was at her house. Thalia ran outside to see Dawn.
"He have to hurry, since it could have landed anywhere. I think we should go left first." she said. Thalia nodded and they ran. They passed two deserts and three small forests and climbed a hill before they had to stop.
A large flaming object flew down from the sky, then hit the ground only a few feet ahead of them, on the far side of the hill Dawn and Thalia were standing on. They both had to cover their faces with their arms as the meteorite landed, causing dirt and stone to fly everywhere.
Dawn was the first to look up. She nudged Thalia and said, "Look."
She did. What she saw was a changed landscape; there was a huge crater where the meteorite had landed, and the ore looked like it had half-melted into the ground. Meteor Heads were everywhere.
Thalia's thoughts were interrupted when Dawn got out her flail and said, "You dig the meteorite, I'll protect you from the monsters. By the way, try not to touch the ore--it's still fiery from exploding and everything."
Thalia nodded and tried to start digging.
Meanwhile....
"So...what do we do now?" Michael asked.
The mysterious voice whispered, "A Goblin Army is approaching from the east!"
"...Did you just hear what I did?" asked Dan, drawing his sword.
"You mean that there's goblins in Terraria, and an army of them is coming to kill us?"
"This is not good..." Dan said.
Dan and Michael burst into the Guide's house.
"GUIDE...!" Dan shouted threateningly. Scott was at the table. He got up when he saw Dan and Michael, who were now walking towards him.
"You never told us there were goblins!" Dan accused.
The Guide put his arms up, palms forward as though he was trying to make a wall between himself and the fuming Dan. "I thought you knew!"
"Yeah, well, YOU haven't been completely honest with us, on a lot of things! I'm tired of your--"
A Goblin Mage appeared in the room and fired a Magic Bolt at Dan, who was hit. He stumbled back, breathing hard before he remembered to drink a potion.
While Dan was healing, Michael fired arrows at the Mage.
"...You know what, let's have this talk later," Scott said. Dan looked to where the Guide was, but he must've ran away since Dan saw only empty space.
"Coward." he mumbled. Then he drew his sword, and ran forwards. The Goblin Mage teleported behind Michael.
"Michael! Watch out!" Dan ran forwards to help Michael, but before he could help him, Michael stabbed the Goblin with an arrow and killed it.
"Since when did Goblins bleeping teleport?!" he exclaimed. "That wasn't in the stories!"
"There's no time to worry how accurate the stories are--we have to fight the army! We can't let them hurt the villagers!" Dan exclaimed, and he rushed out the door that he had banged open just a few minutes ago.
Meanwhile....
Dawn turned around and sliced a Meteor Head in two with her sword. She then whipped out her flail and smacked a Meteor Head that was about to attack Thalia.
"How's it going?" she shouted.
"I'm going to blow up the ore, see if I can speed this up. We have to help fight the army as soon as we can!" Thalia shouted back.
Dawn shuddered--she wasn't fond of explosives any more. Nevertheless, she forced herself to shout in reply, "Go ahead. I'll keep on fighting."
Thalia merely nodded as she took out a Bomb and threw it.
Meanwhile....
Warriors in heavy armor, archers in leather armor, short peons and mages with staffs were everywhere. Dan and Michael were just stunned for a minute before Dan asked, "Do you think it'd be a better idea if we stick together, or would it be better if we split up?"
"Dawn would know," Michael said. "I think what we should do though, is I should try attacking from the roof of a house to get the high ground while you attack the archers and mages."
"Okay then." Dan said. Then he sighed. "We're going to need a lot of potions, aren't we?"
"If you have to talk to the Merchant, tell him specifically that you want to shop. You can't just say what you want to buy--you actually have to walk up to him and specifically say 'shop'." Michael advised.
"Thanks," Dan said, and he ran to where the archers were standing. Michael, meanwhile, climbed the stairs leading to the roof of the Nurse's house (so that if he needed healing he could go talk to her quickly) and started firing arrows at the warriors.
Every time the arrow hit a Goblin, Michael winced. He knew they were evil--if you believed the stories, which Michael did--and had started the fight--for no apparent reason. And yet he still felt bad because the best way to kill them was to aim for the one part of them that wasn't covered with armor--their faces. What kind of death was that, "shot in the face by an arrow because it's hard to protect your face"?
He winced again as another warrior disappeared into thin air, dead.
"What if they had a good reason for attacking us?" he mumbled to himself. He shook his head. "What matters now is protecting the others."
Meanwhile...
"Why aren't more Meteor Heads appearing?" Dawn mused to herself.
"I think it's because..." Thalia suddenly jumped into Dawn's view again. "I've mined all the Meteorite!"
"Already?" Dawn raised her eyebrows in surprise. "Wow."
"Well, almost all of it any way." Thalia admitted.
"I'll help you mine." Dawn said.
As they mined, Thalia asked, "So...where are you from?"
Dawn looked at Thalia in confusion. "What do you mean?"
"I mean, where did you live before you came to Terraria?"
"...Oh." Dawn said thoughtfully. "Well...I've sort of forgotten, really. All I remember is waking up here."
"Let me guess. You woke up near a lake and a hill, and the Guide told you to build something before the sun set."
"Yeah. So that's how you got here then?" Dawn asked.
"Pretty much. Dan, Michael and me were teleported here when our school became Corrupted."
"Do you miss home?" Dawn asked.
Thalia thought for a moment. "All the time. And yet, I love it here too."
Dawn nodded. "I know what you mean. Even though I don't remember, I still miss my old home..."
By this point, all the Meteorite had been mined.
"Come on," Dawn said. "Let's go fight the Goblin Army."
Meanwhile...
Dan was fighting better than he ever had before, and yet he was still having a hard time staying alive. He really needed to drink another potion to heal, but if he did now, there was the risk he could get sick.
He started to back up, heading towards the Nurse's house. When he was close enough, he ran in. He slammed the door behind him and blurted out, "My arm is broken and my head is bleeding."
"Well, duh. Now, quit bleeding all over the wood floor, that's going to take me forever to clean up..." the Nurse, Joy, grumbled.
"But I can't drink any healing potions!"
"What do you want me to do?!"
"You're a nurse! You're supposed to be cast a spell for that or something!"
The Nurse sighed. "Fine. I'll cast Heal. That'll be about one silver. Magic potions aren't cheap these days..."
Dan gave her the coin, then she cast a Heal spell.
"Why do you NPCs have to be so difficult?" Dan mumbled, before he blocked a magic bolt that had phased through the wall. He then went back outside, slashing at Goblins and blocking magic attacks.
Then Michael shouted, "I've ran out of arrows!"
Well, great. There went that advantage. Then, all of a sudden, Thalia and Dawn came running out from the woods.
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Michael ran down the stairs at the side of the roof, but before he could say anything, Dawn asked, looking somewhat amused, "Missed me?"
"Thank goodness you're back Dawn!" he exclaimed. Thalia glared at him angrily. He nervously added, "Uh, glad you're back too, Thalia." Then he turned back to Dawn. "Do you have any arrows?"
"When do we NOT have arrows? You find them everywhere..." Dawn dug around in her backpack for a few moments before she handed him a quiver with arrows. "Now, let's get back to the fight!"
Michael nodded. While he ran back up to the stairs to fire arrows, Dawn said, "The plan is that Michael fires from up there while we fight down here. Thalia, you attack the peons and archers. Dan and I will attack the rest of them. Got it?" The others nodded, so she shouted, "Attack!"
Dan slashed at a goblin warrior. He then turned around to stab a goblin behind him while Dawn swung her flail and hit several goblins. Michael fired flaming arrows. Thalia attacked a group of mages with several thorny vines that resembled rose's stems.
...And the Guide walked right into the middle of the battlefield.
"What in Terraria are you doing?!" exclaimed Dawn.
The Guide bent over, not saying a word. Then he straightened up and grinned crazily. Dan stabbed a goblin then looked and saw the Guide was holding a rabbit. "This bunny was about to get killed! I had to save it!"
A magic bolt hit him in the head, but all he did was slowly turn around and walk back to his house, shouting, "You guys need to set your priorities straight!"
"What the...?" Dan mumbled. "WE need to set OUR priorities straight?"
A flaming arrow whizzed from behind him. Something in front of his face then burst into flame.
"I think he's right; while you were thinking about his statement, you let a goblin get in front of you!" Michael shouted.
Dan forced himself not to shout back, 'I was stunned by the sheer stupidity of him telling us bunnies were more important than our lives!', and instead he continued fighting...
After a while, the army retreated as they had lost so many goblins.
Thalia was both relieved and excited--relieved because she didn't have to worry too much about anyone dying, excited because she could now craft something with the Meteorite.
Thalia ran straight to the furnace to craft meteorite bars, then she went to the anvil.
"What're you crafting?" Asked Dawn from behind her.
Thalia turned around to talk to her. "I've made Meteorite armor, and now I'm making a Space Gun. I'm so excited to get my magic powers back!"
Dawn said, "Are you sure it'll give you all your magic powers back? You can use the Vilethorn, which is a magic weapon, and yet you don't have your spells back,"
Thalia frowned. "I suppose you have a point...but at least I'll have magic armor!" she added cheerily.
The Meteorite Armor was bluish-purple, with fiery stripes of color in places. Thalia picked up the Space Gun. Having a full set of Meteorite armor was supposed to make it so that you didn't use up any mana...time to try it out!
She stepped outside and aimed at a slime. She fired the gun, and a laser beam shot the slime. Thalia put away the gun, then shouted, "Water Bolt spell!"
Nothing happened.
Thalia walked around the village gloomily, kicking at pebbles every now and then when a voice asked, "What's the matter?"
It was Michael.
"I still can't cast spells." she admitted. "What if I won't ever get my magic powers back? What kind of a mage would I be, not being able to cast any spells?"
"You can use the Vilethorn, right?"
"Yes," she said.
"That's a magic weapon, and yet you can use it. I can't use it, though--so that must mean that Terrarian magicians have to draw on the magic powers of something, like a staff or sword, to cast a spell."
"But I can't cast Water Bolt or Crystal Storm with a Vilethorn!"
"Certain spells require different weapons to cast, I guess."
Thalia thought about that for a minute. "Oh. That does make sense...thanks, Michael."
"You're welcome. Hey, do you want to go see the Guide?"
"Why?" Thalia asked warily.
"To see if he's okay!"
"Okay..." Thalia said. They walked up to the Guide's house.
"You can go first," Michael offered.
Thalia opened the door, and was met by water being dumped on her head. "Wh-whaaaa?!"
She heard laughing as she wiped the water off her face. When she could see, she saw Michael and Dawn laughing, Dawn holding an empty bucket.
"Did you guys just prank me?!" Thalia exclaimed furiously.
"It's was Dawn's idea," Michael managed. He was laughing so hard he looked like he could've been crying. "It was brilliant!"
"Thanks," wheezed Dawn.
When they both managed to stop laughing, Thalia commented, "So we came back from the Corruption, went to a meteorite landing site, then fought a goblin army, and you guys are busy pranking me,"
Dawn smiled. "What? When there's an opportunity for a prank, how could I just go and ignore it?"
"We have more in common than I thought!" Michael grinned.
Suddenly a voice whispered, "Xon the Goblin Tinkerer has arrived!"
"Carp! More goblins!"
TO BE CONTINUED...
"I will."
"Oookay then..." Thalia said. "Dawn, you have a Magic Mirror, right?" Dawn said 'yes'. "Okay, then we can go together," Thalia said, looking at Dan to see if he would object. When he merely nodded, she looked in her Magic Mirror. Thalia saw her reflection for a brief instant before she felt herself turn cold, and her vision go black. When her vision came back a few seconds later, she saw she was at her house. Thalia ran outside to see Dawn.
"He have to hurry, since it could have landed anywhere. I think we should go left first." she said. Thalia nodded and they ran. They passed two deserts and three small forests and climbed a hill before they had to stop.
A large flaming object flew down from the sky, then hit the ground only a few feet ahead of them, on the far side of the hill Dawn and Thalia were standing on. They both had to cover their faces with their arms as the meteorite landed, causing dirt and stone to fly everywhere.
Dawn was the first to look up. She nudged Thalia and said, "Look."
She did. What she saw was a changed landscape; there was a huge crater where the meteorite had landed, and the ore looked like it had half-melted into the ground. Meteor Heads were everywhere.
Thalia's thoughts were interrupted when Dawn got out her flail and said, "You dig the meteorite, I'll protect you from the monsters. By the way, try not to touch the ore--it's still fiery from exploding and everything."
Thalia nodded and tried to start digging.
Meanwhile....
"So...what do we do now?" Michael asked.
The mysterious voice whispered, "A Goblin Army is approaching from the east!"
"...Did you just hear what I did?" asked Dan, drawing his sword.
"You mean that there's goblins in Terraria, and an army of them is coming to kill us?"
"This is not good..." Dan said.
Dan and Michael burst into the Guide's house.
"GUIDE...!" Dan shouted threateningly. Scott was at the table. He got up when he saw Dan and Michael, who were now walking towards him.
"You never told us there were goblins!" Dan accused.
The Guide put his arms up, palms forward as though he was trying to make a wall between himself and the fuming Dan. "I thought you knew!"
"Yeah, well, YOU haven't been completely honest with us, on a lot of things! I'm tired of your--"
A Goblin Mage appeared in the room and fired a Magic Bolt at Dan, who was hit. He stumbled back, breathing hard before he remembered to drink a potion.
While Dan was healing, Michael fired arrows at the Mage.
"...You know what, let's have this talk later," Scott said. Dan looked to where the Guide was, but he must've ran away since Dan saw only empty space.
"Coward." he mumbled. Then he drew his sword, and ran forwards. The Goblin Mage teleported behind Michael.
"Michael! Watch out!" Dan ran forwards to help Michael, but before he could help him, Michael stabbed the Goblin with an arrow and killed it.
"Since when did Goblins bleeping teleport?!" he exclaimed. "That wasn't in the stories!"
"There's no time to worry how accurate the stories are--we have to fight the army! We can't let them hurt the villagers!" Dan exclaimed, and he rushed out the door that he had banged open just a few minutes ago.
Meanwhile....
Dawn turned around and sliced a Meteor Head in two with her sword. She then whipped out her flail and smacked a Meteor Head that was about to attack Thalia.
"How's it going?" she shouted.
"I'm going to blow up the ore, see if I can speed this up. We have to help fight the army as soon as we can!" Thalia shouted back.
Dawn shuddered--she wasn't fond of explosives any more. Nevertheless, she forced herself to shout in reply, "Go ahead. I'll keep on fighting."
Thalia merely nodded as she took out a Bomb and threw it.
Meanwhile....
Warriors in heavy armor, archers in leather armor, short peons and mages with staffs were everywhere. Dan and Michael were just stunned for a minute before Dan asked, "Do you think it'd be a better idea if we stick together, or would it be better if we split up?"
"Dawn would know," Michael said. "I think what we should do though, is I should try attacking from the roof of a house to get the high ground while you attack the archers and mages."
"Okay then." Dan said. Then he sighed. "We're going to need a lot of potions, aren't we?"
"If you have to talk to the Merchant, tell him specifically that you want to shop. You can't just say what you want to buy--you actually have to walk up to him and specifically say 'shop'." Michael advised.
"Thanks," Dan said, and he ran to where the archers were standing. Michael, meanwhile, climbed the stairs leading to the roof of the Nurse's house (so that if he needed healing he could go talk to her quickly) and started firing arrows at the warriors.
Every time the arrow hit a Goblin, Michael winced. He knew they were evil--if you believed the stories, which Michael did--and had started the fight--for no apparent reason. And yet he still felt bad because the best way to kill them was to aim for the one part of them that wasn't covered with armor--their faces. What kind of death was that, "shot in the face by an arrow because it's hard to protect your face"?
He winced again as another warrior disappeared into thin air, dead.
"What if they had a good reason for attacking us?" he mumbled to himself. He shook his head. "What matters now is protecting the others."
Meanwhile...
"Why aren't more Meteor Heads appearing?" Dawn mused to herself.
"I think it's because..." Thalia suddenly jumped into Dawn's view again. "I've mined all the Meteorite!"
"Already?" Dawn raised her eyebrows in surprise. "Wow."
"Well, almost all of it any way." Thalia admitted.
"I'll help you mine." Dawn said.
As they mined, Thalia asked, "So...where are you from?"
Dawn looked at Thalia in confusion. "What do you mean?"
"I mean, where did you live before you came to Terraria?"
"...Oh." Dawn said thoughtfully. "Well...I've sort of forgotten, really. All I remember is waking up here."
"Let me guess. You woke up near a lake and a hill, and the Guide told you to build something before the sun set."
"Yeah. So that's how you got here then?" Dawn asked.
"Pretty much. Dan, Michael and me were teleported here when our school became Corrupted."
"Do you miss home?" Dawn asked.
Thalia thought for a moment. "All the time. And yet, I love it here too."
Dawn nodded. "I know what you mean. Even though I don't remember, I still miss my old home..."
By this point, all the Meteorite had been mined.
"Come on," Dawn said. "Let's go fight the Goblin Army."
Meanwhile...
Dan was fighting better than he ever had before, and yet he was still having a hard time staying alive. He really needed to drink another potion to heal, but if he did now, there was the risk he could get sick.
He started to back up, heading towards the Nurse's house. When he was close enough, he ran in. He slammed the door behind him and blurted out, "My arm is broken and my head is bleeding."
"Well, duh. Now, quit bleeding all over the wood floor, that's going to take me forever to clean up..." the Nurse, Joy, grumbled.
"But I can't drink any healing potions!"
"What do you want me to do?!"
"You're a nurse! You're supposed to be cast a spell for that or something!"
The Nurse sighed. "Fine. I'll cast Heal. That'll be about one silver. Magic potions aren't cheap these days..."
Dan gave her the coin, then she cast a Heal spell.
"Why do you NPCs have to be so difficult?" Dan mumbled, before he blocked a magic bolt that had phased through the wall. He then went back outside, slashing at Goblins and blocking magic attacks.
Then Michael shouted, "I've ran out of arrows!"
Well, great. There went that advantage. Then, all of a sudden, Thalia and Dawn came running out from the woods.
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Michael ran down the stairs at the side of the roof, but before he could say anything, Dawn asked, looking somewhat amused, "Missed me?"
"Thank goodness you're back Dawn!" he exclaimed. Thalia glared at him angrily. He nervously added, "Uh, glad you're back too, Thalia." Then he turned back to Dawn. "Do you have any arrows?"
"When do we NOT have arrows? You find them everywhere..." Dawn dug around in her backpack for a few moments before she handed him a quiver with arrows. "Now, let's get back to the fight!"
Michael nodded. While he ran back up to the stairs to fire arrows, Dawn said, "The plan is that Michael fires from up there while we fight down here. Thalia, you attack the peons and archers. Dan and I will attack the rest of them. Got it?" The others nodded, so she shouted, "Attack!"
Dan slashed at a goblin warrior. He then turned around to stab a goblin behind him while Dawn swung her flail and hit several goblins. Michael fired flaming arrows. Thalia attacked a group of mages with several thorny vines that resembled rose's stems.
...And the Guide walked right into the middle of the battlefield.
"What in Terraria are you doing?!" exclaimed Dawn.
The Guide bent over, not saying a word. Then he straightened up and grinned crazily. Dan stabbed a goblin then looked and saw the Guide was holding a rabbit. "This bunny was about to get killed! I had to save it!"
A magic bolt hit him in the head, but all he did was slowly turn around and walk back to his house, shouting, "You guys need to set your priorities straight!"
"What the...?" Dan mumbled. "WE need to set OUR priorities straight?"
A flaming arrow whizzed from behind him. Something in front of his face then burst into flame.
"I think he's right; while you were thinking about his statement, you let a goblin get in front of you!" Michael shouted.
Dan forced himself not to shout back, 'I was stunned by the sheer stupidity of him telling us bunnies were more important than our lives!', and instead he continued fighting...
After a while, the army retreated as they had lost so many goblins.
Thalia was both relieved and excited--relieved because she didn't have to worry too much about anyone dying, excited because she could now craft something with the Meteorite.
Thalia ran straight to the furnace to craft meteorite bars, then she went to the anvil.
"What're you crafting?" Asked Dawn from behind her.
Thalia turned around to talk to her. "I've made Meteorite armor, and now I'm making a Space Gun. I'm so excited to get my magic powers back!"
Dawn said, "Are you sure it'll give you all your magic powers back? You can use the Vilethorn, which is a magic weapon, and yet you don't have your spells back,"
Thalia frowned. "I suppose you have a point...but at least I'll have magic armor!" she added cheerily.
The Meteorite Armor was bluish-purple, with fiery stripes of color in places. Thalia picked up the Space Gun. Having a full set of Meteorite armor was supposed to make it so that you didn't use up any mana...time to try it out!
She stepped outside and aimed at a slime. She fired the gun, and a laser beam shot the slime. Thalia put away the gun, then shouted, "Water Bolt spell!"
Nothing happened.
Thalia walked around the village gloomily, kicking at pebbles every now and then when a voice asked, "What's the matter?"
It was Michael.
"I still can't cast spells." she admitted. "What if I won't ever get my magic powers back? What kind of a mage would I be, not being able to cast any spells?"
"You can use the Vilethorn, right?"
"Yes," she said.
"That's a magic weapon, and yet you can use it. I can't use it, though--so that must mean that Terrarian magicians have to draw on the magic powers of something, like a staff or sword, to cast a spell."
"But I can't cast Water Bolt or Crystal Storm with a Vilethorn!"
"Certain spells require different weapons to cast, I guess."
Thalia thought about that for a minute. "Oh. That does make sense...thanks, Michael."
"You're welcome. Hey, do you want to go see the Guide?"
"Why?" Thalia asked warily.
"To see if he's okay!"
"Okay..." Thalia said. They walked up to the Guide's house.
"You can go first," Michael offered.
Thalia opened the door, and was met by water being dumped on her head. "Wh-whaaaa?!"
She heard laughing as she wiped the water off her face. When she could see, she saw Michael and Dawn laughing, Dawn holding an empty bucket.
"Did you guys just prank me?!" Thalia exclaimed furiously.
"It's was Dawn's idea," Michael managed. He was laughing so hard he looked like he could've been crying. "It was brilliant!"
"Thanks," wheezed Dawn.
When they both managed to stop laughing, Thalia commented, "So we came back from the Corruption, went to a meteorite landing site, then fought a goblin army, and you guys are busy pranking me,"
Dawn smiled. "What? When there's an opportunity for a prank, how could I just go and ignore it?"
"We have more in common than I thought!" Michael grinned.
Suddenly a voice whispered, "Xon the Goblin Tinkerer has arrived!"
"Carp! More goblins!"
TO BE CONTINUED...
Dan was walking around talking to Xon, who he had found tied up underground. (Dan had gone Underground while Thalia was crafting, and while Michael and Dawn were setting up their prank.) He looked friendly enough, so Dan had untied the ropes.
Xon was a goblin who wore safety goggles, and a lab coat over a t-shirt and jeans. He constantly talked about his inventions--one of which he actually sold to Dan.
"So how did you make these Rocket Boots?" Dan asked.
"Do you want the long version or the short one?" Xon asked.
Dan hesitated. "What's the crafting recipe?"
"Iron, gunpowder, the like. Very complicated. If you ever want more Rocket Boots, just ask me and I'll sell you another pair. They're hard to make though, so it'll still be expensive."
Dan nodded--those really were expensive. Now that he had spent five whole gold coins on the boots, he didn't have any more money.
"DIIIIIIEEEEEE, GOBLIIIIIIINNN!!"
Xon just stared ahead at Michael, who was preparing to fire arrows at him.
"Michael, don't shoot him, he's on our side! The Goblin Army tied him up and left him underground, he's an outcast!" Dan shouted.
Michael cautiously lowered his bow and the arrow he had been about to fire. "Are you sure?"
"Positive! Otherwise, why would he sell me these awesome boots he invented?"
Michael stared at Dan's feet from afar, before he said, "I've never seen those before, what are they?"
"Rocket Boots," Xon said. "I invented them myself."
Dan, Thalia, Michael, Dawn, Xon, and the Guide all sat around a table.
"So, not all Goblins are bad?" Michael asked.
"No, they aren't. That would be like saying all humans are bad; it simply isn't true," the Guide said.
"Why did they attack us?" Thalia asked.
"They attacked you because they were afraid YOU would attack THEM. Goblins are afraid of humans--although I'm not, since I know most humans are actually quite friendly. You aren't the first humans I've met," he added.
"Who are the first humans you've met?" Dawn asked.
Xon and the Guide looked at each-other as if they weren't telling them something. Xon looked at Dan and the others before saying, "I've met the Guide before..."
"Ohhhhh...." Dan mouthed. "So that's why YOU know so much about goblins, and that's why YOU know so much about humans. I see."
"While we're all talking together, then can I ask how Dawn came back from the dead?" Thalia asked.
Dawn looked horrified. "How did you--what--but I didn't tell anyone!"
Michael looked at the table, ashamed. "I may have mentioned it to her...I'm sorry, the voice had whispered you died anyway and I didn't know you'd be upset," he said honestly.
Dawn sighed, but she didn't say anything so Dan asked, "What exactly happened?"
Michael once again looked down at the table, ashamed. Dawn looked like she felt bad, but then she looked at Dan and explained, "...There was...an accident, and I died. Next thing I knew, I woke up in my bed at the house, okay except my mouth was bleeding slightly. I still don't know how I'm alive."
The Guide leaned forward, put his elbows on the table, folded his fingers together and sat his chin on them. Then he said, unusually serious for him, "...I've never told you about the Creator of Terraria, have I? Well, the Creator of Terraria revives you. He has a lot of control over things, and he can keep you from dying, make the monsters disappear when you kill them, reward you with money or potions or weapons when you defeat an enemy, amongst other things. He also controls who comes--and even goes--from Terraria. He makes sure the different worlds of Terraria don't fall into too much chaos. Of course, he isn't perfect..."
Dawn looked shocked. "There are other Terrarian worlds?"
The Guide didn't move, except for his eyes. He looked at Dawn and said, "Of course. Surely you didn't think you were the only ones."
Dawn's face lit up and she asked, "Can the Creator of Terraria let us go to a different world? Maybe I'll see someone from my past, or maybe I'll get my memory back! Maybe even both!"
The Guide smiled, though it looked dry and humorless. "Not now. You're too weak--all of you are."
Dawn looked somewhat offended in a surprised sort of way. "W-we are? We defeated a Goblin Army! Just the four of us!"
The Guide laughed cruelly. "That means nothing. You think you've come so far? Well--"
Xon stopped him and said, "Don't be so harsh on them. They're still adapting to Terraria." The Guide closed his eyes as though using all the patience he had to not snap back at him. The goblin then turned to the others and said, "Please excuse him, he's... not quite like you are."
Michael scoffed. "Obviously. He values a rabbit's life more than ours."
Xon hesitated. "Yes. Of course. He loves rabbits. And not all humans are like that." he faked coughing. "Um, yes. That is what I meant. ...Anyway, things in Terraria are much different than they were back home--I mean, back at your homes--" Xon was interrupted by Thalia, who said,
"You aren't very good at explaining things, are you?" she smiled. "It's okay. The Guide made it clear--we aren't as far in Terraria as we thought we were."
The Guide then opened his eyes and grinned widely, putting his hands down. "Have I mentioned I absolutely LOVE rabbits? I'm gonna go outside and hug one right NOW!" still grinning, he ran outside and slammed the door shut behind him.
Dan blinked. "I think that was the wierdest thing I've ever seen in my life. Is he always this unpredictable?"
Xon nodded, then said, "Well, I'll be going now. I have inventions to work on."
Once Xon left, Dawn said, "We have to get stronger so we can go to the other worlds. I have to get my memories back!"
Dan nodded. "Of course--as soon as we're strong enough, we'll go."
Michael smiled mischievously. "More people to prank, am I right?"
Thalia smiled too. "You're our friend, and friends do stuff like that for each-other!"
Dawn smiled. "Thanks guys. ...It means the world to me."
Xon was a goblin who wore safety goggles, and a lab coat over a t-shirt and jeans. He constantly talked about his inventions--one of which he actually sold to Dan.
"So how did you make these Rocket Boots?" Dan asked.
"Do you want the long version or the short one?" Xon asked.
Dan hesitated. "What's the crafting recipe?"
"Iron, gunpowder, the like. Very complicated. If you ever want more Rocket Boots, just ask me and I'll sell you another pair. They're hard to make though, so it'll still be expensive."
Dan nodded--those really were expensive. Now that he had spent five whole gold coins on the boots, he didn't have any more money.
"DIIIIIIEEEEEE, GOBLIIIIIIINNN!!"
Xon just stared ahead at Michael, who was preparing to fire arrows at him.
"Michael, don't shoot him, he's on our side! The Goblin Army tied him up and left him underground, he's an outcast!" Dan shouted.
Michael cautiously lowered his bow and the arrow he had been about to fire. "Are you sure?"
"Positive! Otherwise, why would he sell me these awesome boots he invented?"
Michael stared at Dan's feet from afar, before he said, "I've never seen those before, what are they?"
"Rocket Boots," Xon said. "I invented them myself."
Dan, Thalia, Michael, Dawn, Xon, and the Guide all sat around a table.
"So, not all Goblins are bad?" Michael asked.
"No, they aren't. That would be like saying all humans are bad; it simply isn't true," the Guide said.
"Why did they attack us?" Thalia asked.
"They attacked you because they were afraid YOU would attack THEM. Goblins are afraid of humans--although I'm not, since I know most humans are actually quite friendly. You aren't the first humans I've met," he added.
"Who are the first humans you've met?" Dawn asked.
Xon and the Guide looked at each-other as if they weren't telling them something. Xon looked at Dan and the others before saying, "I've met the Guide before..."
"Ohhhhh...." Dan mouthed. "So that's why YOU know so much about goblins, and that's why YOU know so much about humans. I see."
"While we're all talking together, then can I ask how Dawn came back from the dead?" Thalia asked.
Dawn looked horrified. "How did you--what--but I didn't tell anyone!"
Michael looked at the table, ashamed. "I may have mentioned it to her...I'm sorry, the voice had whispered you died anyway and I didn't know you'd be upset," he said honestly.
Dawn sighed, but she didn't say anything so Dan asked, "What exactly happened?"
Michael once again looked down at the table, ashamed. Dawn looked like she felt bad, but then she looked at Dan and explained, "...There was...an accident, and I died. Next thing I knew, I woke up in my bed at the house, okay except my mouth was bleeding slightly. I still don't know how I'm alive."
The Guide leaned forward, put his elbows on the table, folded his fingers together and sat his chin on them. Then he said, unusually serious for him, "...I've never told you about the Creator of Terraria, have I? Well, the Creator of Terraria revives you. He has a lot of control over things, and he can keep you from dying, make the monsters disappear when you kill them, reward you with money or potions or weapons when you defeat an enemy, amongst other things. He also controls who comes--and even goes--from Terraria. He makes sure the different worlds of Terraria don't fall into too much chaos. Of course, he isn't perfect..."
Dawn looked shocked. "There are other Terrarian worlds?"
The Guide didn't move, except for his eyes. He looked at Dawn and said, "Of course. Surely you didn't think you were the only ones."
Dawn's face lit up and she asked, "Can the Creator of Terraria let us go to a different world? Maybe I'll see someone from my past, or maybe I'll get my memory back! Maybe even both!"
The Guide smiled, though it looked dry and humorless. "Not now. You're too weak--all of you are."
Dawn looked somewhat offended in a surprised sort of way. "W-we are? We defeated a Goblin Army! Just the four of us!"
The Guide laughed cruelly. "That means nothing. You think you've come so far? Well--"
Xon stopped him and said, "Don't be so harsh on them. They're still adapting to Terraria." The Guide closed his eyes as though using all the patience he had to not snap back at him. The goblin then turned to the others and said, "Please excuse him, he's... not quite like you are."
Michael scoffed. "Obviously. He values a rabbit's life more than ours."
Xon hesitated. "Yes. Of course. He loves rabbits. And not all humans are like that." he faked coughing. "Um, yes. That is what I meant. ...Anyway, things in Terraria are much different than they were back home--I mean, back at your homes--" Xon was interrupted by Thalia, who said,
"You aren't very good at explaining things, are you?" she smiled. "It's okay. The Guide made it clear--we aren't as far in Terraria as we thought we were."
The Guide then opened his eyes and grinned widely, putting his hands down. "Have I mentioned I absolutely LOVE rabbits? I'm gonna go outside and hug one right NOW!" still grinning, he ran outside and slammed the door shut behind him.
Dan blinked. "I think that was the wierdest thing I've ever seen in my life. Is he always this unpredictable?"
Xon nodded, then said, "Well, I'll be going now. I have inventions to work on."
Once Xon left, Dawn said, "We have to get stronger so we can go to the other worlds. I have to get my memories back!"
Dan nodded. "Of course--as soon as we're strong enough, we'll go."
Michael smiled mischievously. "More people to prank, am I right?"
Thalia smiled too. "You're our friend, and friends do stuff like that for each-other!"
Dawn smiled. "Thanks guys. ...It means the world to me."
After exploring their world, farming and grinding to get armors and weapons, Dan, Thalia, Michael and Dawn decided they should name themselves. Oh yeah, and talk to the Guide.
"We should call ourselves something. We need a name. Like 'the Pancake Team'!" Michael suggested.
"Or we could just ask the Guide if we could go to the other worlds yet." Thalia said.
"'The Pancake Team'? Really?" Dawn said. "No-no-no-no-no. We should be called 'Team Terra' or something, for Terraria. Not 'the Pancake Team'."
"Yeah, you're right," Michael said. "We should call ourselves 'the Pancake Club' instead."
"GUYS! Are you even listening?" Thalia asked, frustrated.
"No, we should be called 'Team--'" Dawn was interrupted by Dan, who said,
"Seriously, you guys. Thalia's right; we should talk to the Guide about
going to the other worlds."
"Hmph. I still think we should name ourselves the Pancake Club..."
The Guide was standing on a hill, looking at something on the other side. Dan couldn't see his face, but he knew he was probably listening, so he asked, "Do you think we're ready to go to the other worlds yet? We've explored our whole world--"
The Guide leaned back his head and laughed. Then he turned to face Dan, still laughing. ....He was still laughing...HYSTERICALLY. He was even wiping tears out of his eyes. Dan wished he never said anything--the Guide's laugh sounded slightly mad, like there was something wrong with him. It was unnerving.
In between laughs, the Guide said, "Y-you--you think you're ready? Ah-ha-HA-ha! Are you MAD?" Dan thought the last question was a little hypocritical. When he didn't answer, the Guide continued--not laughing as much anymore--saying, "You have to go to the Dungeon first, then the Underground Jungle. THEN you can talk to me about going to other worlds."
He wiped the last tear out of his eye before saying, "...Oh, and try to maximize your health. 300 HP? You'd die in seconds."
Dan wondered if the other worlds were seriously dangerous, or if the people just weren't friendly. He nodded, then asked, "Before I go, what's the maximum HP?"
"400. You four have a lot of Heart Crystals you're going to have to find."
"That dude is FREAKY," said Michael. "Weren't you talking to the Guide a lot back when you were trying to find heroes, Dawn?"
"Yeah, but he wasn't anything like this--just a crazy dude who was obsessed with bunnies, but who knew a lot about Terraria." Dawn replied.
"There's something going on. We should talk to the other people here."
"You want apples?" the Merchant asked.
"Here we go again..." Michael mumbled.
"You want carrots?"
"NO. I want to talk to you about--"
"DO. YOU. WANT PINEAPPLES?!"
"NO, I WANT TO TALK ABOUT THE DUNGEON--"
"WELL WE HAVE TORCHES!"
"...Never mind..."
"EWW...what happened to your face?!"
Thalia immediately put her hands to her face, making sure she wasn't missing her nose or a tooth or something. "There's nothing wrong with my face!" she cried. She looked at the Nurse. "Are you always this rude?!"
"Quit being such a baby. I've seen worse."
"I don't care if you know people ruder than you! And I'm not being a baby!"
"Would you like a lollypop?"
"No! I want to know where...well, actually, I miss lollypops, I'll have a grape-flavored one if you have some--"
The Nurse sighed. "Look, kid, I think all my lollypops are back at the hospital on my homeworld."
"Then why'd you ask if I wanted one?"
"I don't know...it just usually makes kids feel better, so I guess it's just habit? I'm not used to living away from home...of course, we can never go back, not now..."
"We can't go back?!"
The Nurse looked at Thalia as though she felt pity for her. "You didn't know? Ah, well. You probably would've figured that out eventually anyways. Better now than later, I guess. ...Now, what had you wanted to know about?"
"Do you know where the Dungeon is?"
"It's either at the left or the right. If you find the Jungle, you know you're on the wrong side of the world--the Jungle and Dungeon are never both on the right or left, so if you find your Dungeon you know the Jungle's on the opposite side of the world, et cetera. Speaking of which, have you seen that old man pacing around the dungeon? He looks troubled."
"Thanks, Nurse...I guess I'll be going now."
"If you ever have any questions, I may know the answer," the Nurse shouted as Thalia left to go find another NPC.
"I wonder what happens if I..." BOOM! "Oh, sorry, did you need that leg?" the Demolitionist asked.
"I hate explosives..." Dawn mumbled, hopping out of the room.
"I hear there is a doll that looks very similar to Scott somewhere in the Underworld. If there is, I'd like to shoot its head off."
"That's violent...."
"Have you seen the old man walking around the Dungeon? He doesn't look well at all..." The Dryad said. "I hope he's okay."
"Well, we are supposed to go to the Dungeon, I'm supposed to find the others soon so we can go..." said Michael, looking at his watch. "AW CARP I'M SUPPOSED TO BE THERE NOW!"
"...You have to meet the others at a certain time?"
"Yeah, otherwise we might have to wait forever for someone else to come if we just said 'we'll meet whenever'."
"Hm. I suppose that makes sense...we dryads don't have clocks, we just tell the time by the sun. So our times are always sort of vague. Anyways, be safe! Terraria needs you!"
"Yeah, no-one will let me forget..."
After talking about what the NPCs had said to each of them, the four started the long walk towards the Dungeon.
"...So I wonder what the Nurse meant when she said we could never go back home." Dan said.
"She's weird." Thalia commented. "I don't mean to be rude of course, but--"
"Dude, they're all weird. ALL OF THEM. Especially the GUIDE." Michael said.
"I wonder if the Guide has that multiple personality disorder thing. It'd explain a lot..." Thalia commented.
"I used to know someone with multiple personality disorder, and he...he's different than the Guide is." Dan said. "So I don't think that's what it is."
There was silence before Dawn said, "So...you guys remember your homeworld, right?"
"Yeah, we remember. I wonder why you're the only one that's amnesiac..." Thalia said.
Dawn shrugged. "Maybe I'll remember something if you tell me about your homes."
"Okay...well, first off, there are five main countries on our continent. We lived in the biggest country, in a large town. We all went to schools, which are divided into three categories--one for Warriors, one for Mages, and one for Rangers. Where we lived, you would meet all kinds of people--humans, dwarves, dryads..." Dan trailed off. He looked at Dawn, then asked, "Remember anything?"
She shook her head. "I must not have lived there."
"We can tell you about the other countries if you want," Thalia offered.
"No, that's fine. ...How are your families, since the last time you saw them?"
"I have five siblings, they sent letters all the time." Thalia said. "It turns out my oldest sister, who's a warrior, had finished her military training and was a part of the army. I only learned about it several months after she joined. She left the country and no-one even bothered to tell me..."
"Warrior? Are you the only mage in your family?" Dan asked.
"Yes. My parents and siblings were all warriors--however, while father was teaching my brothers how to throw boomerangs, and my mother taught my sisters to swordfight, I was always reading or drawing. I was always interested in magic--though it came a great shock to everyone when I chose to train as a mage."
"When do you choose your training?" Dawn asked.
"First you learn math, geography, science, and history, then once you turn 13 you can choose a class." Michael answered.
"So you recently chose your class then?"
"Yes, actually. I chose the same class as my father did. He...he died a few weeks before I turned thirteen." Michael said. "That was five months ago."
"How many siblings do you have?" Dan asked.
"I have a sister, she's 16. She's too busy to ever send letters though, so I don't really know her," he admitted.
"I guess I know how you feel. My mother and father were always travelling for their work--they were archaeologists. They sent letters randomly, and it was hard to reply since it was hard to tell if they were going to be going from place to place, so I didn't know if they'd even get my letters sometimes. I heard from my three siblings a decent amount though. I was
the oldest, so they generally had more time to write anyways since they were younger and generally didn't have as much homework."
"Hey, I think I see the dungeon!" Michael exclaimed.
"You're kidding." Dawn said. "PINK? REALLY? A pink DUNGEON?"
"I don't have anything against pink, but you have to admit it's a little odd," Thalia commented.
"It's more than a little odd...it's very odd." Dawn said. "Anyways, I see the Old Man. We should go talk to him, like they said."
They walked up to an old man. His skin was extremely wrinkled, and he was hunched over so he had to walk with a stick that looked almost as old as he was. He had a long, thinning white beard, and he was would've been bald if there weren't patches of wispy white hair on his head. He wore a torn-up red shirt, with jeans that had holes in the knees. The irises of
his eyes were disturbingly red.
"Have you come to free me of my curse?" he croaked. He sounded as though he hadn't talked in a long time.
"What curse?" Dawn said hesitantly. "No-one said anything about a curse."
"I cannot let you enter until you free me of my curse."
"Of course, we'll free you from your curse...whatever it is." Dan said. "What is your curse?"
"...I am doomed to stay here until my master is defeated in battle."
"Then let's kick its backside and free you from your curse! Where is he? Or she?" Dawn asked.
"My master cannot be summoned under the light of day."
"Then we'll wait." Dan said.
To pass the time, they turned the entrance of the Dungeon into an arena to prepare for the fight. After that, they explored the area around the dungeon.
When it was finally nighttime, Dan asked the Old Man, "Alright, where's your master?"
"Stranger, do you possess the strength to defeat my master?" he croaked.
"I sure hope so," Thalia answered. "Otherwise..." she shuddered.
The Old Man nodded. "I will summon him then." He walked backwards and disappeared into the shadows, then the eerie voice whispered,
"Skeletron has awoken!"
A huge skeleton head, with arms and hands that weren't attached to the head in any way, appeared.
Thalia's hands were shaking. "You think we can defeat that thing?!"
"Heck yeah!" Dawn answered. "Attack the hands and arms first! That's probably what it's going to attack with!"
"Right!"
Skeletron swung one arm at Dan, and the other at Dawn. Dan was sent flying back, but Dawn managed to dodge the attack. Thalia fired thorns at Skeletron's arms while Michael fired Jester's Arrows at it. Dan got up just as Skeletron swung an arm at Michael.
Michael jumped to the side, then got out the Minishark and fired at the arm, screaming over the sound of the firing gun, "This thing is insanely fast, it's awesome!"
Dawn swung her flail at one of the arms, which then disappeared just as Dan started attacking the other arm. Oddly enough, the hand that belonged to the destroyed arm was still there. The hand slammed into the side of her head, and she was sent flying.
Michael immediately stopped firing the Minishark. "Dawn!"
"Keep attacking!" she quickly drank a healing potion, dodged another attack. "I'm fine!" She was hit again and she shouted, "Never mind!"
Michael ran over to her, shooting at Skeletron's skull as he passed it.
Thalia followed, sending evil-looking thorns all across the room with the Vilethorn. The first hand disappeared, then so did the second. All that was left was the right arm and, of course, the skull.
"Attack the arm, then the skull!" Dawn shouted. She winced, then said, "Do as I say! I'll be fine."
"You need to heal," Thalia said.
"I can drink a potion and risk Potion Sickness! I'll be fine!"
Michael took out his bow and started firing flaming arrows at the arm. "We don't need you throwing up all over the floor!"
There was the sound of a horrified scream, then the eerie voice whispered, "Dan was murdered by Skeletron."
"NO!" Thalia exclaimed. "NOOO--"
"The Creator of Terraria will revive him, remember? He--he'll be fine," Michael said.
Skeletron's arm disappeared, then the skull flew at Thalia.
"Thalia, move your face out of the way!" he shouted, throwing a dagger at the skull.
Thalia ducked, and the huge skull flew over her head. She whipped out a shortsword and ducked again as the skull swung at her again, flying through the sword, which she was holding above her head.
The voice whispered, "Skeletron has been defeated!"
"Sir? Sir!" Thalia looked all over for the Old Man, but he was nowhere to be found. "Where did he go?"
"I don't know, but right now we should really go back to the village." Dawn said.
"Why?"
Dawn scoffed. "Dan just died, and I'm going to die soon too. Dying isn't fun. So we should make sure Dan's okay, and we should try and make sure I don't die."
"Well, you're hardly bleeding, so you probably won't bleed to death," Thalia said. "I just want to find the Old Man and see if he's okay,"
"What about Dan and I?!" Dawn exclaimed.
"What about that frail old man?! We have to help him too, and we're already here so why not help him now instead of going back here later?" Thalia asked. When no-one replied, she said, "I'm going into the Dungeon."
"I'm staying here. I don't want to die." Dawn repeated. She looked up at Michael. "So?"
"...So what?" he asked nervously, even though he thought he knew what she was going to say next.
"Are you staying or going?"
Both Dawn and Thalia were glaring at him. "Er...I think..."
"You think what?"
He wanted to say, "PLEASE DON'T KILL MEEEEEEEEEEE!" but he knew he shouldn't say that, so instead he said, "I'm-going-back-to-the-village-please-don't-kill-me!!"
"Why would we kill you?" Thalia asked. Then she said, "Oh well! Have a safe trip, Michael!" She then half-walked, half-ran down the stairs of the dungeon, until Michael couldn't even hear her footsteps against the brick anymore.
He opened his mouth to speak to Dawn, but she said, "I'll be fine--I'll just wait until she comes back before we both go back to the village."
Michael nodded hesitantly then ran back towards the village.
Dawn sighed and wished she had a watch so she could see what time it was--she couldn't even look at the sky to see where the moon was, because the night was cloudy.
"Hurry up, Thalia!" she shouted.
No response.
She sighed again and started randomly humming a tune she was reminded of whenever it was nighttime--a sort of eerie-sounding tune. She had no idea where the music came from--she must've heard it in her past or something. She raised her hands slightly to look at them--they weren't red with blood, but yet they stung so badly she could've sworn they were injured in some way.
Her thinking was interrupted by a scream. Dawn instinctively got to her feet as quickly as she could, wincing as she jerked her arm. Thalia came running back up the stairs. "There are SO MANY SKELETONS IN THERE!" she stopped for a minute to catch her breath before she continued, with a big smile on her face, "Look what I found!" she held up a red book that was edged with gold. The cover had a picture of a drop of water on it, and the gold lettering above it read "Water Bolt".
"You found a Water Bolt spell?! That's great,"
"I know, right? Finally, a spell I'm familiar with." Thalia's smile turned into a grin from ear to ear. "This is the awesomest thing that's happened this whole time we've been here!"
Dawn smiled too. "I'm happy for you. ...Seriously though, we need to go back to the village."
"Right," Thalia said. They then began to walk back towards the village--and for once, with good news.
"We should call ourselves something. We need a name. Like 'the Pancake Team'!" Michael suggested.
"Or we could just ask the Guide if we could go to the other worlds yet." Thalia said.
"'The Pancake Team'? Really?" Dawn said. "No-no-no-no-no. We should be called 'Team Terra' or something, for Terraria. Not 'the Pancake Team'."
"Yeah, you're right," Michael said. "We should call ourselves 'the Pancake Club' instead."
"GUYS! Are you even listening?" Thalia asked, frustrated.
"No, we should be called 'Team--'" Dawn was interrupted by Dan, who said,
"Seriously, you guys. Thalia's right; we should talk to the Guide about
going to the other worlds."
"Hmph. I still think we should name ourselves the Pancake Club..."
The Guide was standing on a hill, looking at something on the other side. Dan couldn't see his face, but he knew he was probably listening, so he asked, "Do you think we're ready to go to the other worlds yet? We've explored our whole world--"
The Guide leaned back his head and laughed. Then he turned to face Dan, still laughing. ....He was still laughing...HYSTERICALLY. He was even wiping tears out of his eyes. Dan wished he never said anything--the Guide's laugh sounded slightly mad, like there was something wrong with him. It was unnerving.
In between laughs, the Guide said, "Y-you--you think you're ready? Ah-ha-HA-ha! Are you MAD?" Dan thought the last question was a little hypocritical. When he didn't answer, the Guide continued--not laughing as much anymore--saying, "You have to go to the Dungeon first, then the Underground Jungle. THEN you can talk to me about going to other worlds."
He wiped the last tear out of his eye before saying, "...Oh, and try to maximize your health. 300 HP? You'd die in seconds."
Dan wondered if the other worlds were seriously dangerous, or if the people just weren't friendly. He nodded, then asked, "Before I go, what's the maximum HP?"
"400. You four have a lot of Heart Crystals you're going to have to find."
"That dude is FREAKY," said Michael. "Weren't you talking to the Guide a lot back when you were trying to find heroes, Dawn?"
"Yeah, but he wasn't anything like this--just a crazy dude who was obsessed with bunnies, but who knew a lot about Terraria." Dawn replied.
"There's something going on. We should talk to the other people here."
"You want apples?" the Merchant asked.
"Here we go again..." Michael mumbled.
"You want carrots?"
"NO. I want to talk to you about--"
"DO. YOU. WANT PINEAPPLES?!"
"NO, I WANT TO TALK ABOUT THE DUNGEON--"
"WELL WE HAVE TORCHES!"
"...Never mind..."
"EWW...what happened to your face?!"
Thalia immediately put her hands to her face, making sure she wasn't missing her nose or a tooth or something. "There's nothing wrong with my face!" she cried. She looked at the Nurse. "Are you always this rude?!"
"Quit being such a baby. I've seen worse."
"I don't care if you know people ruder than you! And I'm not being a baby!"
"Would you like a lollypop?"
"No! I want to know where...well, actually, I miss lollypops, I'll have a grape-flavored one if you have some--"
The Nurse sighed. "Look, kid, I think all my lollypops are back at the hospital on my homeworld."
"Then why'd you ask if I wanted one?"
"I don't know...it just usually makes kids feel better, so I guess it's just habit? I'm not used to living away from home...of course, we can never go back, not now..."
"We can't go back?!"
The Nurse looked at Thalia as though she felt pity for her. "You didn't know? Ah, well. You probably would've figured that out eventually anyways. Better now than later, I guess. ...Now, what had you wanted to know about?"
"Do you know where the Dungeon is?"
"It's either at the left or the right. If you find the Jungle, you know you're on the wrong side of the world--the Jungle and Dungeon are never both on the right or left, so if you find your Dungeon you know the Jungle's on the opposite side of the world, et cetera. Speaking of which, have you seen that old man pacing around the dungeon? He looks troubled."
"Thanks, Nurse...I guess I'll be going now."
"If you ever have any questions, I may know the answer," the Nurse shouted as Thalia left to go find another NPC.
"I wonder what happens if I..." BOOM! "Oh, sorry, did you need that leg?" the Demolitionist asked.
"I hate explosives..." Dawn mumbled, hopping out of the room.
"I hear there is a doll that looks very similar to Scott somewhere in the Underworld. If there is, I'd like to shoot its head off."
"That's violent...."
"Have you seen the old man walking around the Dungeon? He doesn't look well at all..." The Dryad said. "I hope he's okay."
"Well, we are supposed to go to the Dungeon, I'm supposed to find the others soon so we can go..." said Michael, looking at his watch. "AW CARP I'M SUPPOSED TO BE THERE NOW!"
"...You have to meet the others at a certain time?"
"Yeah, otherwise we might have to wait forever for someone else to come if we just said 'we'll meet whenever'."
"Hm. I suppose that makes sense...we dryads don't have clocks, we just tell the time by the sun. So our times are always sort of vague. Anyways, be safe! Terraria needs you!"
"Yeah, no-one will let me forget..."
After talking about what the NPCs had said to each of them, the four started the long walk towards the Dungeon.
"...So I wonder what the Nurse meant when she said we could never go back home." Dan said.
"She's weird." Thalia commented. "I don't mean to be rude of course, but--"
"Dude, they're all weird. ALL OF THEM. Especially the GUIDE." Michael said.
"I wonder if the Guide has that multiple personality disorder thing. It'd explain a lot..." Thalia commented.
"I used to know someone with multiple personality disorder, and he...he's different than the Guide is." Dan said. "So I don't think that's what it is."
There was silence before Dawn said, "So...you guys remember your homeworld, right?"
"Yeah, we remember. I wonder why you're the only one that's amnesiac..." Thalia said.
Dawn shrugged. "Maybe I'll remember something if you tell me about your homes."
"Okay...well, first off, there are five main countries on our continent. We lived in the biggest country, in a large town. We all went to schools, which are divided into three categories--one for Warriors, one for Mages, and one for Rangers. Where we lived, you would meet all kinds of people--humans, dwarves, dryads..." Dan trailed off. He looked at Dawn, then asked, "Remember anything?"
She shook her head. "I must not have lived there."
"We can tell you about the other countries if you want," Thalia offered.
"No, that's fine. ...How are your families, since the last time you saw them?"
"I have five siblings, they sent letters all the time." Thalia said. "It turns out my oldest sister, who's a warrior, had finished her military training and was a part of the army. I only learned about it several months after she joined. She left the country and no-one even bothered to tell me..."
"Warrior? Are you the only mage in your family?" Dan asked.
"Yes. My parents and siblings were all warriors--however, while father was teaching my brothers how to throw boomerangs, and my mother taught my sisters to swordfight, I was always reading or drawing. I was always interested in magic--though it came a great shock to everyone when I chose to train as a mage."
"When do you choose your training?" Dawn asked.
"First you learn math, geography, science, and history, then once you turn 13 you can choose a class." Michael answered.
"So you recently chose your class then?"
"Yes, actually. I chose the same class as my father did. He...he died a few weeks before I turned thirteen." Michael said. "That was five months ago."
"How many siblings do you have?" Dan asked.
"I have a sister, she's 16. She's too busy to ever send letters though, so I don't really know her," he admitted.
"I guess I know how you feel. My mother and father were always travelling for their work--they were archaeologists. They sent letters randomly, and it was hard to reply since it was hard to tell if they were going to be going from place to place, so I didn't know if they'd even get my letters sometimes. I heard from my three siblings a decent amount though. I was
the oldest, so they generally had more time to write anyways since they were younger and generally didn't have as much homework."
"Hey, I think I see the dungeon!" Michael exclaimed.
"You're kidding." Dawn said. "PINK? REALLY? A pink DUNGEON?"
"I don't have anything against pink, but you have to admit it's a little odd," Thalia commented.
"It's more than a little odd...it's very odd." Dawn said. "Anyways, I see the Old Man. We should go talk to him, like they said."
They walked up to an old man. His skin was extremely wrinkled, and he was hunched over so he had to walk with a stick that looked almost as old as he was. He had a long, thinning white beard, and he was would've been bald if there weren't patches of wispy white hair on his head. He wore a torn-up red shirt, with jeans that had holes in the knees. The irises of
his eyes were disturbingly red.
"Have you come to free me of my curse?" he croaked. He sounded as though he hadn't talked in a long time.
"What curse?" Dawn said hesitantly. "No-one said anything about a curse."
"I cannot let you enter until you free me of my curse."
"Of course, we'll free you from your curse...whatever it is." Dan said. "What is your curse?"
"...I am doomed to stay here until my master is defeated in battle."
"Then let's kick its backside and free you from your curse! Where is he? Or she?" Dawn asked.
"My master cannot be summoned under the light of day."
"Then we'll wait." Dan said.
To pass the time, they turned the entrance of the Dungeon into an arena to prepare for the fight. After that, they explored the area around the dungeon.
When it was finally nighttime, Dan asked the Old Man, "Alright, where's your master?"
"Stranger, do you possess the strength to defeat my master?" he croaked.
"I sure hope so," Thalia answered. "Otherwise..." she shuddered.
The Old Man nodded. "I will summon him then." He walked backwards and disappeared into the shadows, then the eerie voice whispered,
"Skeletron has awoken!"
A huge skeleton head, with arms and hands that weren't attached to the head in any way, appeared.
Thalia's hands were shaking. "You think we can defeat that thing?!"
"Heck yeah!" Dawn answered. "Attack the hands and arms first! That's probably what it's going to attack with!"
"Right!"
Skeletron swung one arm at Dan, and the other at Dawn. Dan was sent flying back, but Dawn managed to dodge the attack. Thalia fired thorns at Skeletron's arms while Michael fired Jester's Arrows at it. Dan got up just as Skeletron swung an arm at Michael.
Michael jumped to the side, then got out the Minishark and fired at the arm, screaming over the sound of the firing gun, "This thing is insanely fast, it's awesome!"
Dawn swung her flail at one of the arms, which then disappeared just as Dan started attacking the other arm. Oddly enough, the hand that belonged to the destroyed arm was still there. The hand slammed into the side of her head, and she was sent flying.
Michael immediately stopped firing the Minishark. "Dawn!"
"Keep attacking!" she quickly drank a healing potion, dodged another attack. "I'm fine!" She was hit again and she shouted, "Never mind!"
Michael ran over to her, shooting at Skeletron's skull as he passed it.
Thalia followed, sending evil-looking thorns all across the room with the Vilethorn. The first hand disappeared, then so did the second. All that was left was the right arm and, of course, the skull.
"Attack the arm, then the skull!" Dawn shouted. She winced, then said, "Do as I say! I'll be fine."
"You need to heal," Thalia said.
"I can drink a potion and risk Potion Sickness! I'll be fine!"
Michael took out his bow and started firing flaming arrows at the arm. "We don't need you throwing up all over the floor!"
There was the sound of a horrified scream, then the eerie voice whispered, "Dan was murdered by Skeletron."
"NO!" Thalia exclaimed. "NOOO--"
"The Creator of Terraria will revive him, remember? He--he'll be fine," Michael said.
Skeletron's arm disappeared, then the skull flew at Thalia.
"Thalia, move your face out of the way!" he shouted, throwing a dagger at the skull.
Thalia ducked, and the huge skull flew over her head. She whipped out a shortsword and ducked again as the skull swung at her again, flying through the sword, which she was holding above her head.
The voice whispered, "Skeletron has been defeated!"
"Sir? Sir!" Thalia looked all over for the Old Man, but he was nowhere to be found. "Where did he go?"
"I don't know, but right now we should really go back to the village." Dawn said.
"Why?"
Dawn scoffed. "Dan just died, and I'm going to die soon too. Dying isn't fun. So we should make sure Dan's okay, and we should try and make sure I don't die."
"Well, you're hardly bleeding, so you probably won't bleed to death," Thalia said. "I just want to find the Old Man and see if he's okay,"
"What about Dan and I?!" Dawn exclaimed.
"What about that frail old man?! We have to help him too, and we're already here so why not help him now instead of going back here later?" Thalia asked. When no-one replied, she said, "I'm going into the Dungeon."
"I'm staying here. I don't want to die." Dawn repeated. She looked up at Michael. "So?"
"...So what?" he asked nervously, even though he thought he knew what she was going to say next.
"Are you staying or going?"
Both Dawn and Thalia were glaring at him. "Er...I think..."
"You think what?"
He wanted to say, "PLEASE DON'T KILL MEEEEEEEEEEE!" but he knew he shouldn't say that, so instead he said, "I'm-going-back-to-the-village-please-don't-kill-me!!"
"Why would we kill you?" Thalia asked. Then she said, "Oh well! Have a safe trip, Michael!" She then half-walked, half-ran down the stairs of the dungeon, until Michael couldn't even hear her footsteps against the brick anymore.
He opened his mouth to speak to Dawn, but she said, "I'll be fine--I'll just wait until she comes back before we both go back to the village."
Michael nodded hesitantly then ran back towards the village.
Dawn sighed and wished she had a watch so she could see what time it was--she couldn't even look at the sky to see where the moon was, because the night was cloudy.
"Hurry up, Thalia!" she shouted.
No response.
She sighed again and started randomly humming a tune she was reminded of whenever it was nighttime--a sort of eerie-sounding tune. She had no idea where the music came from--she must've heard it in her past or something. She raised her hands slightly to look at them--they weren't red with blood, but yet they stung so badly she could've sworn they were injured in some way.
Her thinking was interrupted by a scream. Dawn instinctively got to her feet as quickly as she could, wincing as she jerked her arm. Thalia came running back up the stairs. "There are SO MANY SKELETONS IN THERE!" she stopped for a minute to catch her breath before she continued, with a big smile on her face, "Look what I found!" she held up a red book that was edged with gold. The cover had a picture of a drop of water on it, and the gold lettering above it read "Water Bolt".
"You found a Water Bolt spell?! That's great,"
"I know, right? Finally, a spell I'm familiar with." Thalia's smile turned into a grin from ear to ear. "This is the awesomest thing that's happened this whole time we've been here!"
Dawn smiled too. "I'm happy for you. ...Seriously though, we need to go back to the village."
"Right," Thalia said. They then began to walk back towards the village--and for once, with good news.
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