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The EC Building Competition

A black haired teenager - wearing a dark blue t-shirt with a black hoodie and matching jeans - wielded a sword at an armour stand with a pumpkin on top while a younger brown haired teenager - this one wearing a red shirt with a brown jacket and darker trousers - messed about with a bit of redstone and a daylight sensor, singing gently beneath her breath. Eventually she stopped and turned to grin at the black haired teen, her reddish-brown eyes glinting, "Hey Ivor," She asked, "Would you rather fight a hundred chicken sized zombies or ten zombie sized chickens?"

Stopping for a moment, Ivor thought hard and then said, "Easy zombie sized chickens," And added before the girl could say anything, "Not because I think it would be easy, Ellegaard, but because it'd be an abomination,"

Ellegaard chuckled, "Imagine their giant feet,"

Ivor smiled, "Like I say, an abomination,"

They both chuckled for a moment before Ellegaard turned back to the redstone, "So, I've got a daylight sensor on the roof, and if I've done everything correctly, these lamps should turn on once it gets dark,"

Ivor gave a slightly uninterested hum. Ellegaard continued, "I mean, I didn't want to leave Ruby here with nothing,"

Ivor swung around, "She's coming with us!"

A small grey lamb trotted next to him. Ivor smiled at it before returning his gaze to the girl who raised an eyebrow,

"She is?"

Ivor sighed dramatically, "What kind of question is that?! Of course she is!"

"I'm not saying she shouldn't come, I'm honestly not," Ellegaard said in the way that you would explain to a frustrated toddler that one add one equals two, "I mean.... She just sort of makes us look like amateurs and don't you think it's a little weird you take her everywhere you go?"

Ruby gave an indignant baa. Ivor rolled his eyes, "She's my wing woman! People always want to talk to the guy with the lamb!"

Ellegaard heaved a sigh, "You mean talk about the guy with the cat," She closed her eyes and a small growl noise escaped her.

Ruby bleated in fear.

Ellegaard turned away, "I just don't want to give people another reason to call us losers!"

Ivor put a sympathetic hand on her shoulder.

Ellegaard looked at him, anger burnt out, "I'm sorry," She said quietly, "Forget I said anything. I'm glad she's coming,"

Ivor squeezed her shoulder, "We aren't losers, Ellie, you'll see. And so will everybody else," He chuckled, "Besides, if we lose all the time, it means we win at being losers!"

Ellegaard smiled, "Fine,"

A hissing sound was heard and the two teens froze. Ellegaard took several steps back and Ivor raised his sword. The hissing got louder then,

"BOO!" A creeper head broke through and Ellegaard screamed. Ivor was so startled that he stumbled and dropped his sword. Ruby bleated and jumped at the thing,  giving it a nasty bruise.

"Ow! Ruby get off!" Said an all too familiar voice. Ruby jumped down and the thing removed its mask.

A teen, wearing a green t-shirt and dark camo trousers, with brown hair and mischievous hazel eyes stood before them, shorter than both, albeit a little scratched now. Ivor slapped the teen, to add insult to injury,

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?!" Then slightly calmer, "Magnus, be glad Gabe wasn't here otherwise you'd have died,"

Magnus laughed, "Trust me, I am,"

"Magnus what is the matter with you?!" Ellegaard practically shrieked. After a few deep breaths, she smiled slightly, "It was rather convincing though,"

"Just another reason to be glad Gabriel isn't here,"

"Did you bring the fireworks?" The girl asked.

"Of course I did! What do you think I am? An idiot?"

The other two teens said in perfect unison, "Yes,"

"Oh," Magnus's smile faltered and then returned, "I brought something for Ruby though!" He pulled out a lamb-sized enderdragon costume. Ivor gasped, took it from the boy and put it on Ruby. The  lamb bleated an attempt at a dragon roar joyfully and ran around.

The teens laughed. Ellegaard and Magnus then went down the ladder while Ivor grabbed a few extra bits and pieces, before heading down himself with Ruby.

***

The other two were waiting for the older teen at the base of the tree. Ruby was still hyper and attempted to scramble down from Ivor's arms.

Said teen put her down and shook his head, earning him an unintentional headbutt to the crotch. He winced, wishing he had an ice pack or something.

Magnus watched the hyper lamb for a moment (making sure his crotch was well protected) and then said that they should get going, the other two nodded their agreement. They walked for a bit in silence, Ellegaard fiddling with the hem of her shirt.

Magnus cleared his throat and said grandly,

"I have news!"

"When don't you?" Ellegaard's face was utterly deadpan.

Ivor snorted.

Magnus rolled his eyes,

"Two parts. Part one, according to my sources, the special guest at Endercon is gonna be Petra the Warrior her-fucking-self!"

"Part two?" Ivor said, oddly calm considering the excitement he was feeling. Magnus stood straighter,

"I hope we win!"

"Why?"

"We'd get to meet her!"

Ellegaard gasped and Ivor's eyebrows reached his hairline.

"Meeting Petra would be a dream come true!" The older teen said.

Ellegaard nodded, "Yeah! She's amazing!" She then added considerately after, "Though not as amazing as Olivia..."

Magnus gave a bark of laughter.

"Ruby better be careful in that costume," he threw a glance to the lamb, who was trotting happily beside the trio, "Last time Petra saw a dragon, it didn't end well."

The group laughed and chatted about meeting Petra the Warrior for while before Ellegaard raised her eyebrows, evidently unimpressed,

"So," she said briskly, "Does this source of yours making posters for a living."

"Ah. Yeah." Magnus's cheeks tinted pink, "My source doesn't exist. You guys are my only friends."

Ivor patted his friend's shoulder. He removed his hand and his eyes lit up as a thought struck him.

"Wait, wait, wait!" He said, rather suddenly, "If we wanna win this, we don't just build something functional. We also build something fun! We build something on top of the fireworks dispenser!"

"Such as..." Magnus prompted.

"An enderman." Ellegaard said.

"Really? Why not a creeper?"

"Because endermen appear out of nowhere."

"But creepers explode!"

"Yes, and-"

"Enough, you two." Ivor said good naturedly, "How about we build a zombie?"

The other two regarded him for a moment, looked at each other, then shrugged.

"Then it's settled."

He put his hand out into the middle and motioned for the others to do the same.

They did so.

"Okay, 'dare to prepare'. On three." Ivor said before shaking his head, "No. 'Preparing is daring'. Ugh! Fine, 'team' on three; one, two, THREE!"

"TEAM!"

***

After a good half an hour of gathering supplies, the trio and the lamb arrived in the clearing of the EC Building Competition.

"I've got to admit," Ellegaard said, "This year I don't just feel confident. I'm ready to win!"

The boys nodded both in agreement and in encouragement.

"Nice sheep, losers."

Said someone from another team.

Magnus made to punch him but Ellegaard was quick to restrain.

Magnus sighed then pointed at the team ahead of them.

"Look, Harper and the Wolves. The rivalry continues."

The Wolves consisted of two girls - one with white hair and wearing a greenish yellow dress, who was talking to the woman at the sign in desk, while the other wore a black and red one and had blue hair - and two boys; one in a dark purple top and darker trousers with bleached white hair, the other in a dark green and gold shirt with black trousers and black hair. All wore a leather jacket with an embroidered wolf on.

"Damn, they've got matching leather jackets!" Ellegaard remarked.

"Oh who cares," Ivor rolled his eyes, "They look like a rookie rock band."

Magnus snorted.

The boy with white hair turned around,

"Well, well, well. Look who's arrived. The Order of the Losers"

The blue haired girl laughed, "Great. Fail squad's here."

The black haired boy laughed, a little uncertainly.

Harper, the white haired girl, sighed impatiently.

"Come on, you three. We'd ought to get ready."

With that and an apologetic look at Ivor, she walked off. Otto (the black haired boy) and Mevia (the blue haired girl) followed; Hadrian gave a final snicker then followed the latter.

Ivor rolled his eyes, a slight redness rising up his cheeks, and guided his team forward to the desk.

"Name?" The woman said.

"Magnus, and a how do you do?"

The woman's expression turned deadpan, "No, your team name."

Ivor heard Magnus curse in Icelandic.

Ivor was tempted to curse him out in Mandarin but was too busy scrambling his brain for a name.

At last, he settled on -

"The Order of the Lamb."

His teammates gave him looks of 'really?' whilst Ruby bleated approvingly, tail wagging.

The woman forced a smile,

"Alright.... Order of the Lambs... You're in booth five." She said hesitantly.

The Order of the Lamb walked forward, Ellegaard blushing and cursing boys 'inability to not embarrassed themselves' in rapid French.

Ivor shoved her.

Ellegaard rolled her eyes, "We'll meet you there."

Ivor rummaged through some (empty) chests. He walked through to booth five where he heard Magnus reluctantly admiring the Wolves building idea.

"They have a freaking beacon. Freaking beacon."

Ellegaard groaned, "And they have stained glass. We're screwed."

Unfortunately, Hadrian seemed to have noticed; he tapped Mevia and Otto on the shoulder and gestured rather obviously with his head toward them.

"Failures are back."

Otto's insult didn't hold much confidence or malice in it but it seemed to do for Hadrian and Mevia. They laughed.

"Oh, good one, Otto." Mevia said.

"We're just looking." Ellegaard said coolly.

"You can look when it wins the competition, missy." Hadrian said.

Magnus folded his arms, "Aren't you a ray of sunshine?" He drawled.

Hadrian's amber eyes landed on Ruby.

"Maybe not all of ya. Endercon doesn't allow outside food or drink."

Ruby flinched away and Ellegaard knelt down and stroked her soothingly,

"C’est bon, petit agneau."

"I'm on about that lamb!"

"We do have brains, Hadrian." Ivor said coming up to the fence, "And Ruby isn't food."

"Coulda fooled me. She looks delicious, champ."

Magnus found himself once again restrained by Ellegaard.

"You'll have to eat me first!"

"Let's hope it doesn't come to that."

"Hadrian," said Harper sternly, "Stop messing around. We have work to do."

Hadrian ground his teeth but stalked off.

Ellegaard breathed a sigh of relief as she let go of a now calm Magnus.

"Hello, you three!" Came a voice.

Ivor turned to see a copper skinned teen with long, unkempt, brown hair and almond shaped brown and grey-blue eyes. He wore a cyan t-shirt, a blue hoodie wrapped around his waist and dark blue jeans. A gold necklace with a diamond pendant hung from his neck. A diamond pickaxe rested on his shoulder.

"Gabriel!" Ivor said in pleasant surprise.

Gabriel made his way over, "Ready for the competition?"

"Ah, we're optimistic-" Magnus said- "If that counts."

Gabriel chuckled in a good natured way.

"Gabriel," Came Harper's voice, making the boy look over, "I did thank you for that nether star, right?"

"Of course, Harper, not a problem." Gabriel said, making his way over to the white haired teen.

"And you did get the payment?"

"Yes, thank you."

"Woah, woah, woah. You helped these guys?" Magnus said, looking betrayed and pointed at Harper, who winced.

Gabriel gave him a reproachful stare,

"For the right price and reason, I'll help anyone, Magnus. And that includes Harper and her friends." He sighed, "Well, I'd best be off. If you needs me, you know where to find me."

Ellegaard rolled her eyes again, "Gabe, no one knows where to find you."

Ivor heard Gabriel laugh but didn't hear anything else.

"Hey, no hard feelings, right?" Harper said to Ivor, "If you're cool with Gabriel, you're cool with us. Or me, at least."

"Sure," Ivor said before placing a hand on his hip, "Just get your friends under control."

Harper sighed, "I do try. Otto is easy enough, he's more of a follower. Mevia and Hadrian... Ehhhhh." She shrugged then smiled, "May the best team win?"

Ivor nodded.

"Alright, teams!" Came a woman's voice. "On your marks, get set, BUILD!"

***

The fireworks machine and zombie statue took long than expected but, in Ivor's opinion, worth it.

The Order of the Lamb stood proudly on top of their build.

"Okay, maybe a zombie was the right decision." Ellegaard said, a grin on her face.

Ivor smirked smugly, "Told you so."

"Don't get smug."

Below them, Hadrian snarled,

"What's so special about a load of dyed wool?!"

In his fury, he smashed someone else's build, causing lava to ooze slowly toward the zombie. And Ruby.

"Guys, look!" Magnus gasped at a terrified bleat, pointing at the lava.

Ivor spun around, "RUBY!" He stomped his foot, "That jerk set Ruby on fire!"

"We gotta save the build!" Magnus said.

"Magnus, you idiot, Ruby is on fire!" Ellegaard said.

"You guys stay here," Ivor said, "I'll go after Ruby."

He leapt down and ran for the woods

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The Legend of the Order of the Stone

Nothing built can be last forever. And every legend no matter how great, fades with time. With each passing year, more and more details are lost until all that remains are myths...half truths. To put it simply: lies. And yet, in all the known universe, between here and the Far Lands...The legend of the Order of the Stone endures unabridged, as self-evident fact.

Indeed, it is only a troubled land that has need for heroes. And ours was fortunate to have, so long ago, four heroes such as these.

Petra the Warrior. Before whose sword all combatants would tremble. Olivia the Redstone Engineer. Whose machines would spark an era of invention. Axel the Rogue. Who would channel his destructive creativity for the benefit of all. And Lukas the Architect. Builder of Worlds and leader of the Order of the Stone.

These four friends together, would give so much to gain their rightful place as four heroes. Their greatest quest would take them on a dangerous journey to fight a mysterious creature known as the Ender Dragon. In the end, the Order of the Stone emerged victorious and the dragon was defeated. Their story complete, they slipped away into the pages of legend. But when one story ends, another one is bound to begin.

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