Most of my stories are light-hearted and humorous, oh how little you know. Here, No one knows who to trust, and you, the reader decide for yourself who the good guy is. I hope you're ready for (one of) my first non-humor based stories: Fall of Minecraftia.

Awesomestar's POV

Minecraftia when to hell about 6 months ago. I had no idea about how the world I called home would crumble. I was so stupid, so naive to think that peace would last, that Sky truly brought permanent order to this blocky land. A lot can change in 6 months, especially if one is on their own, cut off from others. Their only way of knowing about the state of the world being words from weary travelers. I have changed, Sky has changed, Minecraftia has changed in a way that no living soul was prepared for. I am not so sure that the dead were surprised in the least.

Listen to me, I sound a thousand years old when I am only in my late twenties. Living on my own has made me a new cat-person-thing or whatever I am. Who am I? You may not recognize my face, but my name is well known, elders may recall what I have done in the past, a hero, a savior, a guardian. Young people know me as a traitor, a murderer, an outcast. My name is Awesomestar Bloodypaws of the Ashen Ruins, and I am alone.

-6 months earlier-

I growl again at WeedLion as he swats at one of my warriors, sending the much smaller cat racing away. "I told you to knock that off!"

WeedLion scoffs mockingly. "Knock what off? I was simply addressing him as MineClan cats should be. Below me."

My ears flatten, the blood in my veins heating up. 'Don't let him bait you...' I thought. 'He just wants to see you get mad, if you attack him and Sky sees...' Sky had been getting on me about attacking fellow members. He said I needed to control my anger. Things got worse when a few high ranked recruits found the body of Kermit, an old friend of mine, down in MineClan's MineShaft. Two things set me off, first, they were in my Clan's territory which is off limits to Minecrafters, and second, that they found traces of his blood on my sword, which I had left in my den. Two and two were put together, and it was hell. I was stripped of my rank, I am only a recruit now, and I got kicked from Team Crafted, I wasn't allowed to hang with the generals anymore.

MineClan suffered too, we are treated like scum, abused and ordered around, and no longer had a say in any decisions. Most of my warriors left. Went back to their lives as loners or kitty-pets, some stayed loyal, not that it matters. I scowl and turn away.

Why? Why do I stay here? Why do I let these people abuse my warriors? Because MineClan would die on their own. I know it, and Sky knows it. When he speaks to me, it hurts, because he no longer respects me, or even considers our past friendship. It makes my temper flare, and just thinking about it...

"Awesomestar!" Sky's voice. I turn to see him stomping towards me, not good.

"Yes Commander?" I ask politely because I have to.

"As you may know, you are in a pretty shitty situation. You are at risk of being kicked, and that risk is pretty damn high!" He's trying to keep his voice down, anger showing on his face.

"Commander, if I may ask, why? I have done nothing bad after my demotion."

"That," he hisses, "is a lie. We have reason to believe that you have been supplying the Squid Queen with information about our patrols. We found a communication device in your quarters. It was confirmed to linked to the squids. You have no loyalty do you? Come with me Bloodypaws, the generals will give you your sentence."

He turns and I follow, fearing for what was about to happen. I was also pretty damn pissed too. They searched my quarters?! I knew Sky was keeping close tabs on me, but this?! I did betray the Sky Army long ago, and that was what the device was from.

Sky halts in front of the other generals. My heart lurches in my chest as I make contact with each one of them, their faces showing every emotion, from the look of shock on Ssundee, the anger from Jerome, the disbelief from Mitch, the pity from Seto, the sadness from Bodil. And, worst of all, the hurt and pain from Deadlox. He keeps a straight face, but the eyes are a window to the soul.

"Awesomestar Electra Bloodypaws," Sky begins, in a loud, authoritative tone. "You have done several misdeeds against this Army, the murder of Kermit, many charges of violence, and betrayal to the Squids. I, Sky of Minecraftia, leader of the Sky Army, hereby exile you from this place. You will have until sunrise tomorrow to pack up your things and leave. If you are spotted within 3 miles of the base you will be captured and executed. You have fallen from grace Awesomestar, and I hope Notch- err, StarClan has mercy on your soul."

I am an outcast. I will be alone. "Take MineClan and leave. Go to the mountains in the far south, they'll never find you. Get your nine lives, you are the new leader of MineClan, Coloredstrike." With those words Coloredstrike took MineClan and fled. I packed my belongings. My sword, several of my books, Cotton, etc.

I pause and look at the necklace I was wearing. It was simple really, plain leather, but with the MineClan symbol on it. A square cat's head, with a sword crossing diagonally over a pickax, surrounded by stars.

A gift from Deadlox, a wave of pain hits me as I load Soprano's saddlebags. Deadlox, my best friend, Deadlox who has saved my life on several occasions. I stroke the musically patterned neck of my mare, when his voice reaches my ears.

"Do you really think you could just leave?" I whirl around, to find Deadlox standing behind me. Without another word, he embraces me, and when he let's go, the words that leave my lips are:

"Deadlox I'm so sorry."

"I know you are, Notch, I know."

"Ty, I-I don't think you should be here."

"And yet here I am."

"T-Ty.."

"Awesomestar, you damn moron, you really think you can leave without me seeing you one last time?"

We kiss, not making out, something soft and sweet that makes me fall in love with him all over again, when we break for air, his fingers find mine. "I'm always going to love you,"

"No, don't Ty." I surprise even myself with those words. "You deserve someone who will always be there, not an outcast. Deady, this is the last time we are going to be able to se each other. Move on, please..."

Deadlox let's go of my hand and stands back. "I'm not going to do that. You know how stubborn I am." He slips off his headphones and hands them to me. "Here, steal them one last time, for old times sake."

That was what broke me. Ty giving me his headphones and telling me to run away with them. By taking them, I was taking a bit of him with me. I hug him one last time, my final good-bye.

I mount Soprano, the moon starting to fall towards the horizon. With a few clicks of my tongue, my horse takes me away, away from the life I loved dearly. I left everything behind. My friends, Atlantis, MineClan, and my other half.

I fell asleep on Soprano, and the mare nudged me awake early the next day, after sunrise. I recognize where we were. The Ashen Ruins, the remains of an ancient city that burned down long ago.a large obsidian castle stood above the Ruins. A while ago, I had revamped the castle to fit my needs in case of an crisis.

Soprano trots into the stables while I explore the castle. The Glowstone I put down did a great job of keeping the mobs out. The northern and western parts of the castle were damaged beyond repair, but the main hall was undamaged. I claim the queen's bedroom as my own, setting up all of the meager belonging I had brought.

-4 months later-

The castle looked much better now that I was improving it. The lava covered outside was left alone, but the inside looked awesome. Carpet, a garden, a mining chamber, and a library! I also fixed up some of the other bedrooms and stocked the kitchen in case any travelers stopped by.

And they did, often, I would find a tired or hurt Minecrafter who needed help. I gave them food, water, and place to sleep, and medical supplies if they needed them. In return, they tell me about what is happening in Minecraftia. If they knew who I was, they would have hauled my ass back to the Sky Army. My ears and tail are hidden, and those are my defining features.

"Did ya hear about what happened to Awesomestar?" A girl named Lynn asks me as I dress her arm. I stiffen, the news of my exile had gone public?

"No..." I say slowly, "What happened to her?"

Lynn blinks in disbelief. "You don't?! It going around all of Minecraftia! Then again, you seem pretty isolated out here. Well..." Lynn explains everything, then she says something that shocks me. "The Sky Army is pretty unstable right now. I mean, one of their most trusted generals betrayed them, food is running out, recruits are starving!"

I nod through her story, not surprised that the Army was low on food. Feeding 8 million mouths isn't a walk in the park. I was well off, breeding cows and stuff.

"There you go Lynn, now you should have your village's doctor look at it too, I'm not sure, but it might be infected. Are you sure you don't want to stay the night? There are a lot of mobs here after dark."

Lynn smiles. "Thanks, but I'm good. I need to get back home. I really appreciate you doing this! Bye!"

I smile softly, thinking about how many people I've helped, then wince. Thinking about how much of a jerk I used to be. I sigh, then walk to the stables when Soprano was eating her dinner. I stroke her slender neck.

"Hey girl. I need to find some more medical herbs and wool. Can you watch the place for me?"

Soprano whinnies in response, and I sprint through the charred remains of the city, and into the forest. After an hour of searching, I find the herbs I need. I'm heading back to my home when I spot a figure that makes my blood boil.

Herobrine smiles at me. "Awesomestar Bloodypaws of the Ashen Ruins, it's been so long."

I grip my sword, aiming the blade at his chest. "Not long enough."

He holds up his hands in defense. "Cool it, I'm here because, sadly, I need your help."

"And why," I spat. "Would I help you?"

Herobrine fixes me with his white eyes. "Because the fate of every soul in Minecraftia is at risk. The souls of the Aether, and even the souls in StarClan. Your sister's soul is in danger."

I drop my sword in shock. "What?! B-but..."

He looks almost apologetic as he speaks. "My brother has changed, and he is convinced that everyone is against him, and he is punishing them severely for it. He also feels that he should be the main god, the only god. All other religions who do not worship him will be destroyed, StarClan included."

I pale, and feel like I will collapse. "My sister..."

Herobrine growls. "As much as I hate you, I need you to help. Since you do not worship my brother, you are one of few who can stand up to him. I wouldn't have asked you if you were still part of the Sky Army, for you might have still felt loyal to Notch. That's your fatal flaw you know."

My tail flicks around as Herobrine speaks. "My... Fatal flaw?"

Herobrine chuckles. "Everyone has one, and your's is loyalty. You will die protecting someone you feel even slightly loyal to. You will risk your life for MineClan, and someday, that extreme loyalty will get you killed, combine that with your anger issues, and your need to be useful and we have a huge disaster."

I think about what this monster is saying. Would I die for MineClan, or the Sky Army? The answer hits me hard. Yes, I would.

"So what exactly do you need me to do? Not that I'm on board."

"It's simple really," Herobrine replies flippantly. "Just help me defeat Notch in battle, that, in theory, will restore him to his full power."

I may not have gotten my high school degree, but even I could see what this was. "And why would you want Notch restored to full power?"

"As much as I hate him, he is my brother, and there has to be balance. You studied religions of the ancient worlds right? Well, one of the religions you studied believed in Ma'at, the realm of creation, which depended on the balance between Order and Chaos. Without either one, creation would fall. In our situation, Minecraftia is Ma'at, Notch is Order and I am Chaos. If Notch is not stopped, this world will fade, and you know there is no way to get back to your home."

"Not do I want to." I admit, the Nether god made a good point. Besides, I believe in StarClan, and so many warriors I care about are there, if they faded... "I don't trust you though!" I burst out, "what if you're just tricking me into helping you take over Minecraftia?!"

Herobrine sighs. "I HATE you, for one thing, I would have to be pretty desperate to come to you. And look," He points at the sky, I hadn't noticed it was dark, and millions of stars filled the sky, each the spirit of a StarClan warrior.

"What is-" I freeze when it hits me, some of the stars were fading, their twinkling lights dimming into nothingness. "No... They really are fading..." Herobrine was right.

Herobrine shakes his head. "Again, I don't like you, but Dark Forest cats make excellent company, and I would hate to see them go. So," he stretches out his hand. "Will you help me?"

I take his hand. "You can't reap my soul though," I warn him, "I don't have one anymore."

He laughs. "I know you don't, come with me, we have a lot of work to do, Accursed."