37: Taken

                                    

                                          
What the nether is going on?! Delilah ran after the wither skeleton who was taunting her in the front. He takes a sharp turn to the right that's not on the pathway, leading to the outskirts of the Nether. He jumped down a short ledge and continued running. 
                          
Up ahead Delilah can see another mob - who looks the same as him - waving him over. She also sees Steve being carried over the shoulder on the second mob. 
                          
"Steve!" Delilah shouted out as she jumped down after them. 
                          
Steve slowly woke up, groaning. "My head.." He grumbled. He finds himself looking at the ground. "Why is the ground moving..." He blinks, finding Delilah running after him. 
                          
H-huh...?! 
                          
"Ugh!" Steve hears an unfamilar voice. "That skeleton is really annoying.." 
                          
Steve realized he was over someone's shoulder, wrists tied in front of her. I'm being kidnapped?! Steve thought of Herobrine coming to his rescue and sigh deeply at that thought. Wa-wait I'm being kidnapped. 
                          
Steve sees Delilah holding out a bow and pulled back the drawstring. Where did she get that bow? Steve blinks, remembering that skeletons are expert at shooting. 
                          
"I'll save you cutie!" Delilah shouted, pulling back the string. The arrow went straight towards them.The arrow whizzed past his own head, missing the other mobs completely. It made every drunkness disappear in that insant. Are you trying to kill me?! 
                          
"Ah.. Oh right my aiming is horrible." Delilah muttered.
                          
Steve started to struggle and the mob that's carrying him held on tightly. "Let me go you bastards!" The mob almost lost his footing. "Stop moving!" He responded angrily.
                          
M-my potions- ack my hands. 
                          
"I'll get rid of her, you go ahead with the witch." The mob said to the other. Steve can see that they're twins, expect that one of them has his eyepatch on the right eye instead of the left. 
                          
One of the mobs stood in Delilah's pathway, staring her down. "Whp are you?" Delilah demanded. "Where are you taking Stevie?"
                          
"My name's Lefi." He responded. "That witch is in our hands now." He pulls out a sword, glaring at Delilah. 
                          
Steve on the other hand was panicking since he doesn't see Delilah anymore. 
                          
"If you struggle here, we'll both die." The wither skeleton told him. Steve can see they're on a narrow path. If he was to slip, they're both go tumbling into the lava and burnt into crispy. 
                          
"Not me." Steve slammed his hands into the mob's back, hard enough to hear a crack. The mob winced and loosened up his grip. With that Steve was able to get off his shoulder. He almost slipped off but managed to place himself firmly on the ground. He kicked the mob, sending him to his demise. 
                          
But that was all in his head. In the back of his head, he's pretty sure he would die. 
                          
"So.. um.. what's your name?" Steve asked, striking up a convo. 
                          
At first the mob didn't say anything but the silence finally got to him. 
                          
"Rigi." 
                          
"Rigi huh?" 
                          
Screw you Rigi.