Not All Of Us Are Evil (Wither x Skeleton)[BEING REWRITTEN- THIS IS THE OLD ONE]

Chapter [1]

Chapter [1]
Into The Unknown
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Skeleton was packing up the boxes of what remained from the robbery. His father was helping, grabbing things off the piles of rocks that Skeleton couldn't reach yet.
He was crying, it was obvious, yet he tried to put on a brave face for Skeleton. He didn't want his son to see him in this state of depression.

"It's okay to be upset, dad..."

The younger mob said, dropping the crate he was holding and running over to help his father. He looked at him, a look of genuine sadness in his eyes.

"I..- I know champ. But I have to stay strong for you, for the family. As I always say, there's no point trying to be a good person if you aren't willing to protect the people you care about!"

Skeleton just looked back over to the boxes he was supposed to be moving.
Ever since the Wither Skeletons had been attacking, nowhere had been safe for them.
They all had it bad, but his dad had it the worst by far. He took it all upon himself to protect the family, and the stress because of it was definitely not a good thing.

Skeleton had heard his parents arguing about it some nights while his siblings were asleep.

"Come on Harold! We can't keep living like this! Think of the kids!"

"I am thinking of the kids Amber! I'm the one protecting them when we're attacked! You're just hiding!"

"Respawning is painful! It hurts to get resurrected!"

He didn't like listening to them arguing. He liked it before the attacks, when they were a happy family.
But that would never happen again.

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"Happy 16th birthday, Arrow! Come on, open your gifts!"

His father said, handing him a slightly lopsided cake. He didn't mind though; even though it looked weird, his father's cooking was really good.

His mother smiled at him, before handing him a small box.
Ripping the top of the cardboard, he gasped in shock.
It was a power V punch II bow with infinity. He felt the smooth curves of the bow, the shiny purple after glow pulsing on and off.

"Oh my life..."

"We thought you might wanted to leave the cave soon to start your own life, as you've kinda been hinting about it for a while..."

Harold grinned at him, holding up his hands in mock defence as Skeleton picked up the bow and aimed it at him.

"You don't have to leave immediately, and you can stay here as long as you want."

Amber laughed at his response, confirming Skeleton's suspicions of what she was going to say.
He nodded at her gratefully.

"Me! Me! Open mine next, bubba!"

His little sister Gally shouted excitedly, shoving a present in front of his face.
Skeleton laughed at her childish attitude, and in turn began opening her present.
Inside was a small ring with a little diamond gem on what was supposed to be the front.
Their parents were shocked at this present, as they weren't expecting their 9 year old daughter to get him anything of value.

"Where..- what?! Where did you get this?!"

Her father asked in surprise, bending down to get level.

"So I found one of them iron
ingot-y thingies, and I hit it with your hammer! Then there was a hole in the middle, so I carried on hitting it! Then I found a little shiny thing, and I put it on the front! Do you like it?"

Skeleton didn't know what to say. It was beautiful for what it was, considering it had been done by a 9 year old.

"I..- I love it! Thank you, Gals!"

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It was the middle of the day, the Skeleton family were sleeping. Skeleton figured that he'd sort out when he was leaving tomorrow night.
He would never get the chance to say goodbye.

A loud CRASH was heard only a few rooms away from where Skeleton was sleeping. He awoke with a jolt, looking around in panic.
The same crash was heard again, he heard his parents shouting and Gally screaming.
Skeleton shot up, pulling the bow off of his nightstand and stashing it in his inventory, before cautiously going to check where the noises were coming from.

"Mother? Father?"

He yelled slightly, raising his voice as he entered his parents room. What he saw both terrified and froze him in place.

His father and mother, both fighting off Wither Skeletons, Gally held firmly by another. Skeleton readied his bow, as his father turned to look him straight in the eyes.

"Arrow. Leave now!"

"But father—"

"LEAVE NOW!"

His father yelled. Wanting to follow what his father told, but also wanting to help, he released the arrow that was loaded, before sprinting out of the cave and towards whatever lay in the unknown.

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