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The Labyrinth

Wyrmis goes missing inside of the mansion, leading to the entire Red Mafia descending into the basement in search for Maroon's lost pet. Unfortunately, there is something far worse (and familiar to Maroon) underneath the wooden floorboards of the house. Also available on Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/user/TheRedMafia Next Update: [Updated] Word Count: 3045

1 week after “The Plea”

“Wyrmis? Where are you bud?”

That one sentence was nearly enough to scare the teen assassin as they tiredly poured milk into their cereal. Solana sat across from them at the table, their signature milk bowl in hand.

“Who the fuck is Wyrmis?” Solana asked, grabbing the cereal box from Velvet. The teen quickly looked towards the archway to the living room, the tiredness melting away from their mind.

“The worm.”

“The worm?”

“The worm.”

“I’m gonna need more than-”

“Maroon!” Velvet shouted, standing up. The table shook just enough to spill a bit of Solana’s milk bowl onto the table. The elf let out a groan as Velvet ran through the living room and into the entranceway. Maroon called out Wyrmis’s name again as they anxiously pulled on the sleeves of their light purple sweater. The collar was messed up and dirt covered their front, immediately setting off red flags in the older teen’s mind. Maroon jumped slightly but quickly turned to face them.

“V-velvet-”

“You didn’t lose Wyrmis, did you?” Maroon’s eyes fell to the floor.

“...no.”

“Where is it, then?”

“Well, I-”

“You lost Wyrmis, didn’t you?”

“...yeah.” Velvet let out a loud groan.

“How do you lose a giant worm, Maroon?”

“A what now?” Solana interjected, stopping next to Velvet, “Maroon has a giant worm?” Maroon looked up at the elf, pleading eyes taking over their face.

“His name is Wyrmis and he’s a happy little boy and I don’t know where he went and I thought he was just on a little adventure but it’s been a week and-”

“It’s been missing for a week?” Velvet exclaimed. Solana ignored her and placed a hand on Maroon’s shoulder.

“It’ll be okay, Maroon. We’ll find him.” Maroon let out a sigh of relief.

“Thank you, Solana. I just…I hope nothing bad has happened to him.” Velvet crossed her arms.

“I knew that worm would be trouble,” she mumbled. Solana ignored them.

“Let’s go get the others. If we are all looking for him we’ll find him faster.”

“Thorn and Mad are already looking but-”

“How long have they been looking?” Maroon glanced up at the clock hanging above the entrance to the living room.

“Two hours?”

“Two hours?” The elf exclaimed, “The mansion isn’t that big.”

“We’ll split up,” Velvet began, walking towards the stairs, “I’ll sweep the 3rd floor, Solana get the second, and Maroon, you get this one.” Solana raised an eyebrow.

“You just got done complaining about him and now you’re leading the search. Why?”

“You’re fucking crazy if you think I’m going to let the giant worm run around unsupervised.” The elf let out a chuckle before following her.

“Of course, of course.”

“Velvet!” The teen paused, holding the bathroom door open. The mansion was quiet for a few seconds before Thorn called out their name again.

“Fucking hell,” they mumbled, shutting the door. They only made it a few steps towards the stairs before Thorn shouted again.

“I heard a door shut, come here!”

“I’m fucking working on it, frūx! Gods, give me a second.”

“Oh, so you can appear anywhere in the mansion at will but gods forbid you walk downstairs quicker than a snail!”

“What are you even talking about?” Velvet called out, folding her arms as she stepped off the stairs on the second floor. Thorn sent a glare her way.

“You can use magic to teleport around the mansion but you only ever do it when it’s convenient for you.” The assassin rolled their eyes.

“Do you seriously think that?”

“100%.”

“You’re an idiot,” she mumbled, stopping next to him, “What are you doing?”

“I’m not supposed to tell you.” Velvet rolled her eyes.

“If it’s about Wyrmis, I already know.”

“Oh.”

“I can’t believe you three were gonna…” Velvet’s voice trailed off, “What were you asking?” Thorn gestured to a solid black door behind them. It was barely taller than the two teens and the door handle was extremely rusted.

“What’s with this door?” Velvet walked past it to look at the door. It wasn’t labelled and didn’t ring any bells in the teen’s head. She frowned and stepped towards it. There was no keyhole but it refused to budge when they turned the handle.

“I…don’t know. I haven’t seen this door before.” Thorn crossed their arms.

“You’ve lived in the mansion for how long-”

“Shut the fuck up,” they replied. She quickly kicked the door, splintering it and revealing a dark spiral stairwell. Velvet kneeled down and looked through it. There was a line of light pink slime leading downward with various scratches carved into the plain mahogany walls. A singular lightbulb hung from a string and glowed dimly above the stairs.

“What the…” she breathed. Thorn kneeled down next to them.

“What is it?” Velvet looked at them.

“Go get the others. I think I found it.”

Maroon anxiously rubbed their hands together as the Red Mafia prepared outside the mysterious black door. Velvet had loaded up with most of her weapons; sword on her hip, staff on her back, and dagger attached to her lower left leg. Solana’s spear was strapped to his back while Mad wore a red medic bag on its back. Velvet carefully pinned their messy hair out of their face before turning back to the group.

“Everyone ready?” they asked. Solana nodded.

“We were mainly waiting for you, Velvie.”

“What do I have to do to get you to stop calling me that?” The elf smirked at her.

“Kill me.” “Oh trust me, that can be arranged.”

“Enough, you two. Not the time,” Mad stated, “We’re looking for Wyrmis, remember?” Maroon nodded in agreement. Velvet rolled their eyes but remained quiet. The assassin stepped forward and pushed the door open, revealing the dark stairwell downward.

“Oh, I’ve played this horror game before,” Thorn mumbled. He smiled at Maroon, but it melted away when he saw the worried face of his friend.

“...sorry, bad joke.” Velvet gestured in front of them.

“Lead the way, flashlight.” Mad sighed as their TV lit up. The robot started downward first, quickly followed by Velvet and Maroon. Thorn and Solana brought up the rear of the group as they slowly descended into the darkness. It was quiet for a minute or so before Solana spoke up.

“So, Velvet.”

“What?” Maroon could barely see the older teen, but her voice came from their right.

“What’s under the mansion?”

“I don’t know.”

“How?” Thorn began, but quickly stopped, “Not in a like, making fun of you way. Doesn’t Zaeor tell you everything?”

“Apparently not. I’d call him, but he’s with the CoD today.”

“CoD?” Solana chimed in.

“Cult of Dark. You know, the cave introverts.”

“I thought you meant the video game for a second there,” Mad added. Thorn sighed.

“No one knows what you’re talking about, old man.” Mad turned back to look at aer, a question mark nearly blinding the group.

“How do you know that joke?”

“I’ve been watching old meme compilations in my free time.”

“So that’s the obnoxious sound I hear coming from downstairs,” Velvet mumbled as Mad turned around again.

“I don’t know how I feel about you watching memes from my time,” the droid mumbled.

“Back in my day,” Velvet began, causing Thorn to laugh behind Maroon.

“How do you know that joke? ‘Cause I know you aren’t watching meme compilations.”

“Zaeor lived through your time and trust me, he was a self-proclaimed memelord.”

“Oh god.” Solana laughed at the droid.

“Are we almost there?” Maroon interrupted. The group was quiet for a moment.

“I think so,” Mad started, looking down the hallway again. Maroon nodded as Thorn took their hand.

“It’ll be okay, mushroom. I promise.”

“Don’t do that,” Velvet interrupted. Thorn sent a glare their way.

“What?”

“Promise something you can’t.” Mad stopped once it got off the stairs, turning back to look at the group. Maroon covered their eyes.

“Can anyone see a light switch?” the droid asked.

“You know, those of us who can see in the dark,” Solana replied sarcastically.

“Oh. Right.”

“Velvet can, right?” Thorn asked. Velvet turned to aer.

“What?”

“It’s part of your whole shadow…magic…thing.” The assassin let out a groan.

“You have magic?” Solana asked, “Damn, you’ve been holding out on me.”

“I don’t,” Velvet hissed, “I don’t know where he got this idea.” The light suddenly zoomed away as Mad looked around.

“I think I see something,” it mumbled. The light grew further and further away until a bright light erupted above them. The group instinctively looked away from the flame that was now lit in a large, transparent braiser hanging above them. In front of them stretched a large dirt pathway, seemingly carved out of the red dirt. It split off into various different pathways but it grew too dark to see. Maroon ran forward and placed their hand on one of the dirt walls before turning back to the group.

“Wyrmis made these,” they began, gesturing to the paths, “This is where he must’ve been disappearing to all those times.”

“But why didn’t he come back this time?” Thorn wondered out loud.

“And where did those stairs come from?” Velvet added quietly, “The worm definitely didn’t make those.”

“Maybe he just got lost,” Solana said. Maroon shook their head.

“I don’t think so.”

“Well, we won’t find him just standing here,” Mad began, lowering their screen brightness. The droid joined Maroon at the maze’s entrance.

“I don’t like this,” Velvet mumbled. No one seemed to notice as the group entered the dirt hall. Maroon turned around to look at her. She met their eyes before rolling hers.

“Whatever. Let’s get this over with.”

The path splintered as they walked, several others splitting off from the main one. It seemed to stretch on forever and each direction looked the same to Thorn. The prince held on to Maroon’s right hand while Velvet stood to their left.

“You know, I’m getting flashbacks to when we found Thorn,” Velvet joked. Maroon shivered as they walked.

“There better not be someone locked in the basement or I’m gonna quit,” Solana said, crossing her arms.

“I don’t know what’s down here. There may be some mysterious magical teen somewhere.”

“Velvet shut up.” Thorn leaned past Maroon and locked eyes with Velvet. A smirk appeared on his face, to which Velvet nodded.

“Wait, is that someone over there?” Thorn said, panic in their voice. Solana quickly raised his spear and spun around. Thorn and Velvet burst into laughter, causing the entire group to stop walking. Mad sighed and shook its T.V. at the two teens.

“You know, I thought you two getting along would be a good thing,” Solana mumbled, lowering their spear, “But this is getting ridiculous.”

“Maybe be less gullible, Solana,” Velvet said, crossing their arms. Solana walked up behind them and lightly smacked the back of their head.

“Ow, hey!”

“Let’s keep moving, everyone.” After a few more minutes of walking, Velvet stopped again.

“Something’s wrong. We’ve been here before. It’s a circle.” “Are you seeing something I’m not seeing?” Solana asked, “‘Cause I’m just seeing dirt.” Velvet groaned.

“Apparently I am.” The teen stepped towards the wall and pointed at a spot. At first, Thorn didn’t see anything out of the ordinary.

“This discolouration was near the doorway, about ten metres away.”

“Oh dear gods,” Thorn breathed. Mad sighed.

“Velvet, I think you’re reading too much into it.”

“Why does everyone always think that?”

“‘Cause it’s true,” Solana said. The elf locked arms with the teen and dragged them down the pathway. Thorn glanced at Maroon, who was frowning.

“Something wrong, mushroom?” it asked. Maroon was quiet for a moment before shaking their head.

“No…well. I don’t know.” Thorn chuckled a bit and took their hand again.

“Well, if you figure it out, let me know.” Maroon smiled slightly, which made Thorn’s smile grow. Mad suddenly set a hand on each of their shoulders, causing both teens to jump. The robot quickly put its hands in the air.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you. It’s just Solana and Velvet are leaving us in the dirt. Pun only partially intended.” Thorn chuckled.

“Pun fully intended.” A smile appeared on Mad’s screen.

“Yeah, pun fully intended.”

To say Velvet was pissed off when the group ended up back at the entrance to the maze would be an understatement. Solana suddenly stopped in the hallway and crossed his arms.

“Wait, that is the beginning,” she breathed, turning to Velvet, “How the hell are we back at the beginning?” Velvet glared at them.

“That’s what I tried to tell you half an hour ago. It’s looping.”

“It’s not looping, there’s no way,” Mad began. It walked ahead before stopping.

“Oh.”

“Why does no one listen to me anymore,” Velvet breathed, placing her face in her hands. Thorn opened their mouth but one look from Maroon caused them to close it.

“But how is it looping? We’ve taken different paths and tried different routes,” Solana said.

“Magic, obviously.”

“How are Wyrmis’s tunnels magic?” Maroon asked. Velvet looked at them and shrugged.

“My guess is Zaeor did something. That or it’s had magic the whole time and never told you.”

“It’s a worm, how the hell was it gonna tell them?” Thorn joked.

“Magic talking worm,” Solana replied. Velvet shivered.

“Nightmare fuel.” The two laughed as Velvet crossed their arms.

“Why do you hate worms so much, Velvie?” The elf asked.

“I don’t hate them, I just don’t like them.”

“Sure, sure.”

“So how do we find Wyrmis if the place is an endless loop?” Maroon asked. Velvet didn’t answer, instead staring down at the floor. A question mark popped up on Mad’s screen.

“Velvet?”

“Shut up, I’m thinking.”

“Oh no, we’re all doomed,” Solana muttered, getting a laugh out of Thorn. Velvet snapped before turning to look at Thorn and Maroon.

“I’ve got it. You two create a network in the soil and see if you can sense where it is. You can do that, right?” Thorn raised an eyebrow.

“I mean, I can try-” Maroon let out a deep breath as mushrooms sprouted at their feet. After a few seconds, they looked up at Velvet.

“I think I found him.” Velvet gestured to the front of the group.

“Lead the way, then.”

As Maroon led them more and more, Mad began to pick up on little sounds. They couldn’t make out what they were, and the others didn’t seem to be noticing them. Maroon seemed anxious, their eyes darting back and forth down the various pathways.

We must be getting close, the droid thought to itself, Maybe they’re trying to figure out exactly where- Their thought were cut off by a loud roar nearby. The group quickly stopped and Velvet drew Kil-layye Mo’ore. Solana’s spear fell into their hands and the elf pointed it towards the source of the noise.

“Is that your worm?” Solana asked. Maroon shook their head.

“He…he can’t roar like that. At least I don’t think so.”

“It can’t,” Velvet stated, “Something else is down here.” Purple eyes peeked out from behind one of the walls before another roar echoed.

A creature sprinted towards them, sharp claws swinging sporadically around it. Its blue and green scales created a spiral pattern on its back, reminiscent of a river winding down a mountain. Purple eyes blinked rapidly as it scanned the area. Velvet wasted no time charging towards the monster. They swung Kil-layye Mo’ore at the creature’s 3-metre-long tail, but it let out another roar and backed out of the way.

“Solana, other side!” The assassin shouted. Solana jumped to the right, attempting to drive his spear into the creature’s lower abdomen. It swung one of its claws at them, forcing them back. Velvet threw her sword towards the creature’s neck but it bounced off of its scales and clattered to the stone ground. The creature spun around, slicing its claws through Velvet’s mission uniform and causing the teen to go tumbling to the ground.

“Velvet!” Solana and Mad called out, the former barely managing to dodge the backswing of the creature by rolling underneath it. Mad took off towards the assassin and nearly tripped on the pool of blood forming underneath her. Maroon quickly raised their hands and a mushroom wall burst up and stood between their friends and the creature.

Solana slid between the creature’s legs and raised their spear in front of Mad and Velvet. The assassin was still conscious and summoned their sword once again. The creature turned away from the elf and locked eyes with Maroon. It froze for a moment before its face morphed into rage. Solana’s eyes widened.

“Maroon, watch out!” he called out, giving Thorn just enough time to push Maroon out of the way and summon a plant wall to protect himself from the strong jaw of the monster charging at him. Maroon rolled into Solana’s legs. Solana pulled the youngest teen to their feet and Thorn quickly sprinted towards the group. Maroon stared at Velvet’s bleeding wounds as Mad dropped their medic bag on the floor. Thorn grew more vines around the creature, but it quickly broke free.

“I don’t think your powers are gonna do much,” Solana breathed, attempting to catch his breath.

“What else am I supposed to do, Solana?” Velvet gently detached their staff from their belt, extended it, and tossed it to Thorn.

“You’re a prince, surely you can wield a staff.” Thorn narrowed their eyes at them but caught the stick. Velvet groaned again and placed a hand on the wound, which Mad quickly batted away.

“You’re going to get an infection.”

“So the solution is to let me bleed out? Gee, thanks Mad.”

“I’m working on it.” Velvet’s neck suddenly went limp, causing the robot’s screen to go blank.

“Velvet? You-”

“Yep, still here,” she mumbled weakly, “Maybe. Can you hear me?”

“Yeah, I’ve got you.” Thorn pushed his back against Maroon’s, raising the staff. Maroon’s eyes were locked on the creature as their hands raised again. Another mushroom erupted in front of the creature but it chomped it in half.

“Fuck, what is that thing?” Solana asked. Maroon was quiet for a moment.

“Not thing. His name is Khatar.”

#/the red mafia #/trm part 4 #/chapter 039 #/wyrmis #/velvet #/velvet bolton #/solana #/solana roison #/maroon #/maroon pembrooke #/thorn alviar #/mad valentine

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