LU 242 - Dr. Thornberry 66

I sighed and went to go find Frezz; probably the best sacrifice for this damn mass. It was a quick journey to his doorstep, but after knocking a few times he didn’t answer. Shit, is he not home again? 
I was about to turn and leave until I heard the door creak behind me. Putting on my most convincing smile, I greeted him. 
”Frezz! Hi!” 
”What are you doing here Vice. You’re aware we’re going to be at war soon right?”
”Oh, I know! I just wanted to take you somewhere!”
”Where.”
”The town!” 
He kept asking me stupid questions, but I waved them off, eventually getting him to follow me. Of course, my initial plan was to put him in the city cells, but seeing him put his armor on and ready his armor made me rethink. There was no way I’d be able to nonchalantly walk in the jail and put him in a cell. But I couldn’t hesitate, so I went with the first thing I could think of- my lab. 
”Vice, where are we going?”
”Nothing for you to worry about, just keep coming!” 
I panicked a bit with no plan, but trusted my gut. He followed me down into the basement of the old therapy shack, and into a tunnel in the wall. At this point my heart was racing, but I knew we were close. I kept blabbering on about being safe and broke down the wall in the way of an obsidian room. I pushed him in and closed the entrance with the obsidian I had. 
”Vice, what is this?”
”Oh so you know Hallthorr and a few others? Yeah, this is where I kept them for some while!”
”Open the wall. Now.” 
I giggled, this was reminding me of the control I used to have over my abductees. 
”Why would I? This is your new room! Look, you even have a bed!” 
I walked around the small room as I talked, making sure I had sealed all the entrances. And as everyone else did, Frezz continued to ramble on about letting him out, saying that he’d stop the war if I did. How silly of him, doesn’t he know I want this war? I’m still nervous, but after my preparations, I was more than confident we would win.
”Now as protocol states, give me your armor, tools and everything else you have.” 
He argued about what “protocol” actually was, but after hearing enough of his bickering, we decided on a contract. I would give him all his stuff back after he gets out of captivity. We both signed it, and he started giving me his things. All his weapons, some of his things, his armor, more swords, some tnt, wither skulls, arrows, skulk shriekers...
”Prepared huh?”
”There’s a threat of war, I might as well be cautious.”
”I suppose it doesn’t hurt, though you don’t have a flint and steel to light this tnt, nor soul sand for this wither. On top of that, only seven arrows? Wow, even I think further than that.” 
I collected all of his things, and quickly organized my bag. Knocking him out swiftly with his dagger, I quickly escaped the room through the wall, boarding it up right after. I went around the rest of the lab putting obsidian on all the entrances, trying to take extra measures to get him from escaping. But that’s when I heard a scraping noise. 
Running down to look, the upper door to the obsidian box was wide open. I had fucked up. I started to scan all the rooms quickly, until I found him by the pool with an iron pickaxe he had found in his hand. Turning around, I closed the entrance behind us. 
”Open it Vice. Or I’ll do it myself.” 
He walked over to the door, doing his best to open it. 
”Awe, does little Frezz really think he can get out with his puny pickaxe?”
”Don’t talk to me like that.”
”I can’t help it! You just look too god awfully pathetic.” 
He started to look like he was giving up, trying to hit me with his pick. I stood there with my arms open, gesturing for him to try and kill me through my armor. I couldn’t help but laugh at the sight. 
That was until he pulled a move I didn’t expect. He looked me in my eyes and places a shrieker next to us. It cried out with every little movement, until the surrounding area started getting dark. 
We’re done.” 
”Frezz we’ve been done. Ever since the day we met.”
(He’s weak, get him while you have the chance.) 
I twitched, I didn’t expect to hear the voice now out of all times. 
”Vice, we’re through.” 
I knew what I had to do. I grabbed my sword from my belt pocket and took in a deep breath. 
”Are you sure?”
”Yep.”
I stared at him for a second, almost reliving our memories. 
(Now.) 
Racing forward, I shut my eyes and stabbed him through the chest. The squelching noise was awful, and he made no sound before falling at my feet, breathless. 
Frezz has let out his last breath upon being stabbed by Vice.