A/N: My best friend showed me this song. I love it now.
I also watched someone on YouTube play this game and fell in love with the characters.
To be honest, I can kind of imagine this happening.
The italics are the song lyrics, the normal writing is the story and speech will be speech marks.
Jesse and the rest of the Order stepped out of the darkness, the moon shining over them as the guilt of what they had been forced to do to an old friend held onto them.
Fate has been cruel and order unkind,
How could we have sent you away?
The blame was my own,
"Jesse... It's not your fault..."
The punishment, yours,
The harmony's silent today...
Jesse looked at his sword and rubbed away a single tear.
But into the stillness, I'll bring you a song...
Petra took over now, Jesse allowing her to without a single protest.
And I will your company keep...
Until your tired eyes,
She closed her eyes slowly, raising her hand, the same that had first been infected with the Wither Sickness, to the night sky.
And my lullabies,
Her hand fell down to her chest now, eyes slowly opening to reveal the tears building up in them with each line.
Have carried you softly to sleep...
They trudged slowly back into their home and opened a room that used to be their now gone friend's, a made bed in the corner, chests, a crafting table and furnace in the other and paintings on the wall depicting stories. Jesse approached one, the painting showing the four that remained standing before a crowd, smiling.
Once did a group who shone with truth,
Look out on their world and happiness see,
They smiled and said, "Surely there is nobody,
So heroic and so well beloved as we."
Olivia laid a hand on another painting, the four them in it standing in poses, the sun behind them with a dark figure barely noticeable - they'd never seen it before. The dark figure?
Lukas.
So great were their deeds and so brilliant their glory,
That long was the shadow they cast,
Which fell dark upon the fifth friend they loved,
And grew only darker as days and nights passed.
Jesse had entered the room uninvited, to see Lukas curled up, crying.
Soon did they take notice that others,
Did not give their brother his due.
And neither had they praised him as he deserved,
They watched as their brother's unhappiness grew.
Jesse had entered the room, uninvited, to see Lukas crying into his pillow. "Hey. Want to help us collect some Ender Pearls?"
"NO!" Lukas screamed, pointing a finger at the hero in anger. "I've put up with your shit for so long! You've claimed what's rightfully mine - you must stop it!"
"And how am I meant to do that?"
"You tell the truth - about both the Orders! I want my glory! I WANT TO BE PRAISED!"
"Lukas, you know we can't!"
"WHY NOT?! DON'T YOUR PEOPLE DESERVE TO KNOW THE TRUTH?!"
"We just can't!"
"GET OUT!" Lukas screamed, shoving Jesse out, eyes glimmering with angered tears and shut and locked the doors.
Lukas stood, tears pouring from his eyes.
But such is the way of the limelight, it sweetly,
Takes hold of the mind of its host.
And that foolish Order did nothing to stop
The destruction of the one who needed them most...
Lukas was no longer their friend, no longer their brother. He'd crafted himself equipment, revenge and darkness clouding his judgement, and now his eyes were that of the Wither - it had taken him as its servant.
He approached the group, pointing his enchanted diamond sword at them, and, with an angered tone, yelled, "Prepare to suffer like I did by your hand!"
Lullay, old friend, goodnight brother mine,
And rest now in all our worlds' embrace.
Petra struck first, running out to her corrupted friend, thrusting her sword toward him, only for it to be blocked by his gloved and armoured hand and kicked away, sword clearly cutting into his palm as he snatched it from her. He threw it at her, Petra barely rolling out of the way before it stabbed where her head should have been. She pulled it out of the grass, Olivia running past her and shooting her arrows, Lukas dodging with several back-flips.
Axel tried to grab him, but Lukas dodged and kicked him down to the ground, about to stab him in the back before being hit by an arrow in his arm, but not enough to be fatally injured. He pulled it out, running toward Olivia with the intention to kill her, to be kicked back by Petra.
"SUFFER!" He screamed, running up to them, sword pointed at them.
Bear up my lullaby, winds of our world,
Through cloud and through sky and through space...
Jesse blocked the hit with his sword and then kicked him back, guilt in his eyes. "Lukas, don't do this. You can become one of us."
"I DON'T WANT TO BE A LIAR, JESSE. I WANT THE LIARS GONE!" He screamed, standing back up and attempting to stab Jesse, only to be blocked by Petra. "DON'T TRY TO STOP ME!"
"..." Jesse went quiet. They were the Order of the Stone. Lukas was their friend, they'd planned on asking him to join for weeks now, planned on asking him to help them stop all evil and keep Minecraftia safe from all evils without the command block.
But now... he was the evil they had to stop.
"We're just doing our job."
Lukas screamed in rage and brought down his sword to stab Jesse.
Carry the peace and the coolness of night,
Axel took the blow. He fell to the floor, eyes wide in pain, unmoving.
But not dead. Unconscious but not dead.
But they didn't know that.
Olivia let out a scream of rage, running toward him and attacking him with her sword, jumping back and shooting at him with her bow when needed. Lukas took a few hits but none were fatal apparently.
"PETRA NOW!" Olivia screamed, Petra running up and nearly stabbing Lukas in the back. He just jumped on her sword and leapt toward Jesse, sword glinting in the moonlight as it was poised to impale him.
And carry my sorrow in kind...
He dodged, grabbing Lukas by the wrist and slamming him down onto the ground, the male landing with a hard thud, a cry of agony being heard.
Slow but cautious, Jesse approached, reaching out to Lukas. "Buddy?"
Lukas leapt up, wings of the Dragon sprouting from his back. Jesse gasped as his own wings, light instead of dark and feathery instead of scaley to contrast Lukas', appeared. They both flew into the air, able to summon magic - perhaps it was because Lukas had allowed the Wither and Dragon to overtake him, and maybe it was because Jesse was chosen.
Jesse managed to hit Lukas with his porcelain white beam, Lukas creating a coal black forcefield and creating his own beam to try and destroy his old friend.
Lukas, you're loved so much more than you know,
Tears sprung from Jesse's eyes and his beam weakened to the emotional imbalance, and Lukas' beam struck him, sending him flying, bloody and wounded, through their home, crashing into the statue. The amulet fell down from its stand.
He watched it fall to the floor slowly, tears still in his eyes and he knew what he had to do... He had no choice...
He knew he had no choice. It was either Lukas... or the world. Not both, not neither.
May troubles be far from your mind...
He looked up at Lukas as he flew through the window and he grabbed the amulet and held it up as Lukas neared, a forcefield appearing and sending Lukas flying toward the ground, where he dispersed.
And forgive me for being so blind...
Jesse looked up as something told him that Lukas was trapped in between Minecraftia, the Nether and the End, and was to be stuck there for a thousand years; tears appeared in his eyes and the others' eyes when they came, Axel alive.
They wept loudly for their lost friend.
They wept loudly for their corrupted brother.
The years now before us...
Fearful and unknown...
We never imagined,
We'd face them on our own...
They left the room of Lukas', longing for him to be back, happy, laughing, before their shadow fell upon him, and they wished they could change things...
May these thousand winters,
Swiftly pass I pray...
We love you, we miss you,
All these worlds away...
As the moon sank slowly, Jesse left the others to return to the room, looking at the bed.
May all of your dreams be sweet...
Once Lukas had been happily curled up in it, having felt joy in participating in saving his world, a smile on his face.
Safe inside your bed of worlds in between...
Then he'd been more troubled, Jesse pulling the blanket over him when Lukas began to feel the pain of being cheated of glory and honour.
And know not of pain, sadness or care.
Now it was empty, and he looked out the window to see the rest of his friends.
And when I dream, I'll fly away and meet you there...
As the moon sank to bring dawn, Jesse fell onto Lukas' bed, crying like the corrupted one had done once before, crying into the same pillow, the same spot, the same position.
"L-Lukas..."
Sleep...
"I... I'm so sorry..."
Sleep...
"Forgive me for my blindness..."
Sleep...
"I love you."
A/N: Was that sad? Hope so. Spent a couple of hours on it.
Anyway, imagine an animated version of these though. How cool would that be?!
Don't look at me - I can't draw.
Please tell me what you think?
Thanks.