Authors Note:
Hey guys whats up? Rhetorical question, you guys can't exactly answer...
But that doesn't matter, what matters is that I finally published a fan-fiction!
Of course I'm hyped, I hope you guys are hyped, And I hope there are people who are going to read this.
BUT WITHOUT A MOMENT FURTHER OF DELAY...
Enjoy :D
Ah, High school. The only place where you'll see jocks, idols, geeks and nerds all in one place The one place that reaches the peak of your childhood. The one time you can still do whatever you like without a care for the future. The one place you are surrounded by friends who behave like brothers and sisters.
Or at least that's how it should be.
I gaze out the window, not a care for the world, for the world did not care for me. Very poetic. I turn my head to face the class, and as if the students notice my gaze they shuffle in their seats, anxious to leave. I couldn't blame them, anyone would be scared of me if they knew me. But even the sight of me was a terror. I sit there, in the corner of the class, with at least 2 desks of space between me and the others. My gaze returns to the faint reflection of the Monster in the window. His all black clothes contrasting his pale skin. That of itself was unsettling, but what really catches the eye, are those that stare back at you.
Soulless Jet-Black eyes. Like those of a devil. The gaze that followed was Unnerving, Unsettling, Deadly even.
Life couldn't have gotten worse
But it did. Once apon a time, I had friends, people who couldn't give a care for my eyes. Pure people, deserved only the best. Life didn't care, or was It me? But they all were part of a tragic accident, one irreversible, gruesome. Weeks later, one of my classmates had fractured their arm. My math teacher got into a car crash. My parents... Her...
That was enough to know something was wrong. I was eventually singled out, everyone fearful to end up like the others. Rumors were spread like an unnoticed wildfire
The Devil of Misfortune. That's what they called me. Charming.
Regardless of such events I kept going on, begging for the better, begging to harm no other, begging to be released from the Devils grip. Nights praying turned to days, which turned to weeks, weeks turning to months, lasting for years. God was no match for the Devil. No one dared to near, not even the adults, everyone distanced themselves from me hoping to never have anything to do with me. Smart kids.
Staring at the dark sky, I could only relay one single thought.
Where did the sun go?
Before I could register the time skip the bell rang followed by the unanimous clatter of chairs being shoved back and the rushed yells of despair as everyone fled the room.
And then there was one.
It was nothing new, just bothersome. I get it, I'm a freaking monster, but at the very least can you guys be just a little subtle about it? But it didn't matter in the end. They were human, they reacted certain ways. They valued their lives, their goals, dreams, ambitions, over anybody else any day. Getting comfortable I kicked my feet on the desk and leaned back. Knowing from experience, if I were to leave the class now, I'd be causing a road block, causing problems for everyone. little by little I could hear the voices in the halls drop and before long it was silent. Hesitating for no more than a moment I rise from the seat and stepped into the halls. Making sure the coast was clear I made my way by the sun I gazed at the sky embracing the warmth, appreciating the moment as if I would never get to again.
The trip home was a quick one stopping for nothing unlike other days. I gazed at my goal as I neared. It stood far taller than the others, resembling what most would consider a mini mansion. With two balcony's side by side with a meter or two of space between, as well as a big empty driveway. It could only be owned by a rich person. If only they knew. pulling keys out of my pocket I swiftly unlocked, opened, entered the house, closed, and locked the door. Taking a breath I stood inside the grand building and could only feel my stomach rise to my throat, choking as I tried to speak.
"I'm, home"
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The silence was killing me
Walking over to the stairs I bumped into a couch that lay beside the stairs, kicking up a storm of dust. Pulling my hoodie over my mouth I made my way up and into my room. How long has it been now? 3 or 4 years? Letting the thought go I released myself of the harsh fabric that contained my skin, letting the hoodie and t-shirt drop to the floor. Not sharing a thought for the scars that covered my skin. Collapsing on my chair I quickly booted my computer and started minecraft.
Minecraft
It was my one release, my savior, my love. Although I'm probably giving it too much credit, after all, I had my anime, music, consoles and systems. But minecraft was different, it let me do as I pleased, in a world that held no value, lest I make something worthwhile. my attention was drawn to the monitor as the nostalgic music of minecraft played. Smiling I quickly joined up my server and waited as it loaded. If I recall correctly we should be fighting the Ender Dragon I edged with excitement as the world was loaded. I watch as text appeared in the chat. God_Of_Misfortune has joined the game I shivered at the name, thinking how ironic it was. I observed with pride at the massive 10 story building which stood before me. We had been going at the world for a good 10 months, savoring the game-play. Quickly the chat was filled with comments.
TheRedstoned: Dude your late
ScientificAnomaly: I agree, we were about to prepare for the end
DragonBorn: DIBS ON THE EGG
The6thError: that dragon is about to get SCREWED
TheTrueSteve: Gom, get your best gear, were leaving in 10
God_Of_Misfortune: Got it, anyone got exp bottle?
DragonBorn: Yea I got tuns, their in the chest in the corner 3rd floor
God_Of_Misfortune: nice
I made my way to the 3rd floor and reached for a whole stack of bottles. If we wanted to beat this thing, we want the best armory we can get. Quickly making my way to an enchantment table I enchanted my diamond set as well as my bow with everything I could.
TheTrueSteve: Ano can you get us stacks of ladders
ScientificAnomaly: Yea no problem. Red, the potions done?
TheRedstoned: ya
TheTrueSteve: Alright guys lets move out
We all watched as the eye of ender flew through the sky before dropping. The walk was silent, no one bothering to type anything while on the move. It only makes things more difficult. The rest seemed to be a blur, finding the area, entering the stronghold, and eventually we all stood in front of the unfinished portal.
TheTrueSteve: Red split the potions, Ano, split the ladders among-st you and Gom, you both with destroy the crystals that heal the dragon. Drag, 6, use your swords to attack the dragon when he swoops down. Red you and me will be shooting the dragon down, are you all ready?
TheRedstoned: Yep
ScientificAnomaly: Yeah
DragonBorn: yea
The6thError: yee
God_Of_Misfortune: yes
TheTrueSteve: Then lets go.
Filling the remaining cubes with eyes we watched as the portal blinked to existence. Nodding to each other we all jumped in. The first glance of the end was rather un-nerving. The void seemed to stretch as far as the eye could see, never ending. Falling down would suck. I rushed to the closest tower I could find and began scaling it with the ladders. The process was excruciatingly long. Every once in a while I would hear the dragons roar and I would turn around, fending the dragon off with my bow. it was when I was nearly at the top when I was delivered a blow that knocked me from the ladder and left free falling. Without a moments hesitation I steered my character back on the ladder, successfully slowing me down. Unfortunately I was a far distance away from the top. Sparing a glance to my teammates I watched as they fended off another dragons attack before noticing something odd. Where are all the endermen? Letting the thought dissipate I continued my trek to the top. Not before long I had made it to the top. Quick, I had to be Quick, destroy this one and head to th-
Wait
No, that can't be.
It's impossible
Sharply getting up I rushed over to my safe, entered the combination and teared it open grabbing the knife by the handle I could only be left in shock
The knife had the same inscriptions as that crystal. My heart pounded. How could they be the same?
Taking the polished blade with me to the computer my eyes flickered between the blade and the game. It was without a doubt the same. But wait, looking closer at the crystal, I swear I can make out figures moving around inside of it. As if sensing my thoughts the crystal became clearer allowing me to get a better look at the figures that stood within it. There were what seemed to be unpixelized beings inside what seems to be a cell. There was a young girl around my age. Her hair was a light shade of violet and she wore an over-sized hoodie emblem-ed with an enderman's face. Beside her was a boy, a little older than me, purple hair that faded to white near the tips. he too wore a hoodie similar to the girl, only that it seemed to fit. without warning both pairs of dark purple stared at my eyes, as if they knew I was there. Not a moment sooner did they jump to their feet and began... Are they chanting? With a yell I dropped the searing hot knife, which glowed both white and purple. Looking back at the screen I watched as they were surrounded by dark particles. But they crystal was unwilling to show me more as the crystal began too glow bright, matching the knifes color. My in-game character died as the crystal blew up. doing the same with my lights as they blew out leaving me in momentary darkness.
And then there were 3
Authors Note:
AND THAT IS HOW YOU DO IT
I hope
BUT I am really happy I finished this, I've been wanting to do this for a while, and I've finally made it.
But I'm not done, If you would go out of you way to do something for me, or you just want your character in a story, PLEASE donate OC's
Honestly, I've just been dragging the main character around in my head constantly changing him. he originally was supposed to be a suicidal, no black eyed kid who lost his family. but that was scraped and he came out the oven! Wait a minute... I haven't said his name yet... LET THAT BE THE PLOT OF THE STORY!
But lets be honest, I'm throwing words down on this thing at 2:45 In the morning, so I'm going to go to sleep.
Goodnight guys, make sure you review and give me feedback, and try to get more people to read this thing. Interstellar ShippingGod OUT!