Thank you Travis_The_Trash_123 for editing this chapter

Warnings: None

~Lachlan's P.O.V.~

Having a razor sharp blade pressed against your neck is exactly as terrifying as you'd think it'd be. Especially when it wasn't there two seconds before. My breathing shallows as I try not to move in fear of being decapitated. A third form steps into the torchlight, his masculine figure covered in iron armour that has been stained various shades of green. The other two, the ones currently holding us in a headlock with a weapons pressed against our necks, are wearing black cloaks that cover their entire body, obscuring their face and bodies from view. Okay I get that us wearing capes that hide us don't make us look very friendly... But still! These guys are being Darude sandstormers right now. I rant silently, watching another two black clad figures come to flank the armoured man.

My brain starts working, and I try desperately to think of a way to get out of here. And just when I'm about to give up hope and give in to these rude strangers, I lock eyes with Vikk. Instantly, no words needed, I get the message. What the fudge are you thinking Lachlan? I scold myself inwardly, glancing around the spacious grove. There's enough room here to move and use our powers. And for goodness sake, we've beaten Herobrine. These guys have nothing on us! Like we're Vikk and Lachlan. Ha. I can't wait to see their faces.

"You two are going to come along quietly." The man in camoed armour orders snappily.
"Is that so...?" Vikk smugly replies, his wide grin visible from under his hood.

Within five seconds flat, Vikk and I are out of their grasps, Vikk has trapped two of the dark figures behind walls of stone, I've knocked two of them out with geysers, and Vikk has a spike rested just beneath the armoured mans neck, the tip just barley poking his skin. Looks like he can control his spikes after all.

"My my my. How the tables have turned." I chuckle, moving to join Vikk's side.

Vikk and I pull back our hoods to glare at the three figures that are still conscious. But the second our hoods drop, the lead mans face twists from fear, confusion, and rage to shock.

"You- You guys are... You're Vikk and Lachlan!" He blabbers, inching away from the earth spike.
"Maybe. What's it to you?" Vikk interrogates, holding his arm out in a striking position.
The man shakes his head frantically. "No no no! You have it wrong! I am so sorry! I didn't know who you were... And since Herobrine is back and everything we are all on edge lately. On behalf of all of us, my deepest apologies for attacking you like that. I mean- I can't believe it's actually you! I heard that there was a prophecy of some sort but I never thought is was true. My name is Derrick. I'm the leader of our village, which lies just a little ways behind us." He rambles guiltily.
My face softens. "We forgive you. But um, it'd be nice if you had a place for us to dry off. We got caught up in the storm and now we're drenched." I chuckle, Derrick's eyes widening and nodding his head quickly.
"Of course! Please, follow me!" He exclaims, a boom of thunder sounding in the distance.

Vikk releases the two figures from their earth prison, and then we follow Derrick down the path under the canopy. Well I'm sure glad that's cleared up.

     At the end of the corridor hidden from view by multiple layers of trees, bushes, and vines, a thicker sheet of vines signifies the end of the grove. Derrick pushes the dangling vines to the side, his two guards following closely behind and then finally Vikk and I. Nothing could have prepared me for what I see next.

Behind the secret passage is an entire hidden city. The landscape, stretching in a wide rugged circle many chunks long, dips down deep into the ground. The overlapping jungle trees above create an entire roof of leaves, thick enough to shield the dome from the pouring rain. Torches and red stone lamps line the twisting paths, a variety of jungle wood buildings scattered in the crater. There's no one outside, but figures are visible moving around in the warm glow emitting from the houses. There's an entire city here and nobody even knows it. At least... That's what it seems like anyway.

"We uh... Don't get many visitors here but I'd be glad to house you two. Being the leader and all my house it a bit bigger than everyone else's and I have a few spare rooms you guys can rest in. I mean- if you want to that is. It's a bit dusty and there's some items laying around but-"
"It's fine. We'll take it." Vikk cuts in before Derrick can ramble on.
"Yes, yes sorry. Follow me."

Vikk and I exchange an amused glance before tailing after Derrick as he leads us to his home.

Along the way he eventually shoos of the guards, assuring them he'll be okay, and to go fetch the other two guards we left unconscious in the grove. One things for sure, this guy is not half bad for nearly killing us not an hour earlier. During our small trek I can see a lot of curious heads poking out from the windows, curious to see who is visiting their secret village. Something I randomly notice is that everyone here is wearing black cloth like clothing, save Derrick of course. I wonder if Derrick has a map of the area... Or maybe he can even tell us if there's a jungle temple anywhere nearby. I ponder silently, lighting cracking above and thunder rumbling. I tilt my head up and glance into the sky, just visible through the rare small gaps in the thick leaves above. It's night time now. I didn't realize how long it's been since this morning, wow.

"Hey Lachlan?" Vikk murmurs quietly, breaking my thoughts.
"What's up?"
"Do you think Herobrine knows we're here?"

I furrow my brow and press my lips together tightly. Thoughts swirl through my head, variables all stacking up until I can't handle it anymore.

"I really don't know."

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Question of the chapter:

(I literally cannot think of anything else at the moment so I apologize in advance) Who is your least favourite member of the Pack?

My answer: Fudge why did I do this, this is hard. I love them all but I guess id have to say... Jerome. Don't hate me please I still love him XD Jay-rome is the fluffiest bacca ever but I pretty much forced myself to pick so I'm sorry Jerome ;-;