A new civilization..? (Batch3 CH2)

A mere minute has passed since the previous batch. . .

Pierrette: "As I was saying.. I've come to send a message from the Trial Civilization.

A long pause.

Pierrette: "Surrender, or be banned."

She says it almost as if she wishes them to fight her...

Ash: "Look we dont know who you are, but we seriously cannot deal with you right now, so uh. Kindly go away?"

Exiled: "I agree with Ash, leave before we ban you miss Pierrette."

Cuski noises.

Pierrette just smiles... She laughs actually...

Pierrette: "Oh wel, I tried."

She turns away.

Pierrette: "Oh and Ash.."

She pauses...

Pierrette: "Your friend isnt whom he seems."

Then she leaves.

The group begins to discuss again... But we dont follow them..

Instead.. we follow Pierrette..

Pierrette: "Jeez, finally home. Prolly would've taken those guys with ease but, boss said not to."

Yeah, you read that right, shes talking to herself, poor lonely soul...

She begins to walk towards her boss's 'home'.

She arrives there minutes later.

???: "Ah, Pierrette, you've returned. I assume that means the message has been recieved.."

Pierrette: "Yes sir, I actually didn't have to go to Grimoire, since their leader was already in Oceana."

Matteo: "Good. I can always count on you Pierrette."

Pierrette: "Sir I've said countless times you may just call me 'Pierr'."

Matteo: "Anyways, I have another assignment... This one, Different.."

Pierrette looks almost intrigued.

Pierrette: "Go on.."

Matteo: "We must get that nuisanceout of the way."

Pierrette: "Nuisance sir?"

Matteo: "Imp, the leader of one of the most powerful factions on the server?"

Pierrette: "Oh right, yeah him, what about him? Want me to kill him or...?"

Matteo: "Rather you capture him or something like that."

Pierrette: "You are asking a lot of me sir."

Matteo: "Only cause I know you can do it Pierrette."

Pierrette: "Alright, any idea of where he is?"

Matteo: "He should be a few 2000 blocks south-west from here."

Pierrette nods and heads off..

The wind blows... It has turned day once more... The time has come for the two future lovers, (Oh wait I'm spoiling, I MEAN FUTURE ENEMIES TOTALLY WHAT I MEAN HERE), to finally meet.

Imp: "I forget how beautiful the landscapes can be sometimes..."

Pierrette: "Well well well, I knew iId find you here. Imp."

Imp: "Who are you, and how did you even know it was me?"

They stare at each other for a bit.

Pierrette: "Just become visible."

Imp: "Or what?"

Pierrette: "Simple, I'll kill you."

Pause

Pierrette: "Either that or I pop that totem you have."

Imp: "Fine, this better be important."

Milk drinking sounds.

Imp: "Speak before I lose my patience."

Pierrette: "Under orders of the Trial Civilization king, Matteo, you are hereby ordered to come with me."

Imp: "Pft, please tell me you're joking. Cause if not, you're going to die here and now."

Silence.

Imp: "What, don't tell me you're intimidated. It's a mere threat."

Pierrette: "Not intimidated, more amused."

Imp: "You think this is a joke?"

Silence once more.

Pierrette: "The fact you think you stand a chance is adorable."

The two stare at each other for some time... until finally

Pierrette: "Final chance Imp, come with me or I will use force."

Imp doesn't move, doesn't blink, just laughs to himself.

Imp: "I don't know what you've been told, but you're messing with the wrong leader."

Imp has been.. Watching with careful eyes, she's composed, too composed. She's lacking, improper and drowsy.

Imp: "You are in no shape to fight."

Pierrette: "Speak for yourself."

Then he sees it. A slight twitch on Pierrette's face, is it one of mockery? Or something else. He can't put his finger on it.

Pierrette looks down at him, she almost looks amused by his.. Stubbornness.

He gets ready to fight, pearls? Check, gaps? Check, totems? Only one. Damn it Henkie (HT), why does your kingdom have those dumb rules.

Then, from the corner of his eyes, he catches the woman's sillhouette jumps down from the tree.

A slight sigh of exhaustion exits her mouth. And Imp catches it.

Imp: "Tired? We haven't even started yet."

Pierrette: "Silence."

Imp looks to the mountains and sighs.

Imp: "Guess someone wasted quite a lot of her energy before this fight."

Pierrette: "Underestimating me will be your downfall."

He looks back at her, walking slightly forwards, she does the same.

Imp: "Who knows? You don't seem so mighty now you're up close."

Pierrette: "Your intimidation only works from afar."

A pause.

Pierrette: "Didn't scare me though."

Sounds of pots splashing and a windcharge.

Their fight has begun. Since the director didn't make any pictures for that, you'll just get it narrated.

Only a second after Imp raised his sword, the sounds of it crashing against the giant mace tore his ears, shredded the peaceful atmosphere. Pierrette plays extremely aggressive, she dives in, took the upperhand and landed a few good hits with her mace, catching Imp off guard. He realizes he'll have to play defensive in order to at least have a chance to win. And so he does, baiting her and ruin her combos, keeping distance with his spear. He tries hitting back, only to be met with another mace hit. But he can't play differently at the moment. She's forcing him into fighting passively.

No orbitals, just him, his sword, an axe, a shield, totem, spear, some food and pearls.. And an unhinged enemy.

He fights as if his life is on the line, which after some point, it might as well is. His armor's durability drops, steadily and quickly, the mace dealing massive amounts of damage. Luckily it seems as if he does have some time to heal before another hit, his totem hasn't popped. Yet.

"Alright, just need to mend real quick". Imp thinks to himself, oooh... Looks like his exp bottles are in his e-chest.

"That's fine, as long as his armor doesn't bre-"

CRACK

"Did my helmet just break."

Pierrette: "STILL THINK YOU CAN WIN?!?"

That maniac laughs. Spitting out blood and howls in laughter. She is mocking him. Sure he's gotten some good hits on her, a lot actually, she plays too aggressive, as if it's on purpose, and it seems he's been playing too passively..

POP

There goes the only totem he has, alright...

Imp: "Ohh no you are dead wrong, I ain't done YET."

It's all or nothing now.

"If I dont fight. I'll die anyways, so... Might aswel fight until my last breath."

A slight smirk appears on his face, he prepares himself for his last stand.

It was time... One final time, he thinks he'll most definitely die. He'll be happy if he can pop her totem.

He starts to play a lot more aggressively, kind of catching Pierrette off guard, whom tries to counter.

Somehow he keeps catching her at the right moments, hitting her precisely, until finally...

POP

The feeling overwhelms the already exhausted woman, as she suddenly platters to the floor.

Imp: Insert heavy breathing "What?"

He slowly walks over to Pierrette's motionless body.

Imp: "I know I didnt kill her, her totem popped, did she..? Fall unconcious?"

He looks around, it seems his whole demeanor has changed.

Imp: "Hah, HAHA. I told her."

Imp picks her up and begins walking towards the mountains. He places her softly onto the grass before mining into a wall, but somehow keep in his mind and made it look decent with a bed and a chest storing some food and drinks in it. A makeshift cell, to keep Pierrette contained. He places her on the bed and blocks it up with obsidian. He counted the exact number of time she used pearls. 4 stacks, in 2 full days of nonstop fighting.

So, theoretically, she's out of pearls. Theoretically, she cant escape.

Imp hoped he's correct.

Sounds of painful groaning.

Pierrette: "What the hell happened, where am I?"

Pierrette looks around.. Confused and disoriented. She shuffled around her inventory, while hand refused to let go of the mace. Then, her eyes scan across the place and landing on... Him.

Imp: "Okay good you're awake."

A pause.

Imp: "I need information and you'll be providing me with it."