Published 2017 JCW1 War of Prophecies
"Never forget, Carflo, Evil appears when least expected, sacrifices must be made, but even in that darkest hour, stars still shine, and hope endures because love lives forever..." High Lord Adamos, grandfather of Carflo
As foreseen, two Time Travelers came to help Lord Carflo overcome his brother, but they left too soon and the far future was decimated by war and Lord Damien's rule... So Cyanide and Chris returned to fix what had been broken. They would saved us all, but the prophecies must be fulfilled before an era of peace began. Many will be sacrificed, many lost to protect the child of prophecy. Belief is as powerful a weapon as any sword. This is the tale of what happened between the moments Chris and Cyanide disappeared from the future war and reappeared back at Carflo's side during the battle for the Great City, and after.
I was the last MOMazon but I am old now, and they just call me Mama the baker. I began writing this down so no one would forget the final days of the last war. My great-grandmother, EnderMARA the MOMazon, shared these words with me and I am sharing them with you so that throughout the generations, none will forget that once EVIL walked among us. People get comfortable and after a few hundred years of peace, they have started to forget... Still, this warning, war will come again.
Welcome to Book One of many following the lives of Carflo and Damien.
A Minecraft Fanficiton inspired by the Jurassic craft role play created by TheCyaNideEPiC, ChrisandtheMike, and Carflo, with Krisalee1.
Before WoP
At the end of the Jurassic Craft YouTube series, Cyanide and Chris returned to their future time too soon and it was all messed up. Lord Damien ruled mercilessly, the few survivors hid from him or were his slaves. In a ruined world, a few brave souls stood with an ancient Carflo, all but one had sacrificed themselves. Tyler, a servant of Damien, but loyal to Carflo helped them escape after future Carflo's death. They went back to the past a second time to restore the future timeline and save all they loved.
"Through History" A Minecraft Parody of Fall Out Boy's Centuries (Music Video) By TheCyanideEPiC and ChrisandtheMike depicts the battle for the Great City.
Welcome to the War of Prophecies
Ch 1 A Night on the Ocean
A dark ship called the Blackstone, floats silent and still in the middle of the midnight ocean. Two warriors; a young man and a woman, stare into the starry sky. They are waiting for the saviors to return, the ones prophecy foretold would help their lord overcome his evil brother and save their people.
"Munch, are you sure we are in the right place?" the woman warrior asked, shifting to look up yet again.
The very young male warrior nods and continues scanning the sky.
"But there isn't a cloud in sight!" she insist.
"He gave me these coordinates," he says.
"Alright, alright. If Uncle says it's here, then we are here, and we wait. I am going to fish, want a pole?"
He frowns at her, "No way. But I am hungry"
"Cookies are in the chest, little brother. Don't drink my tea..." she scowls. He laughs, she knows him too well.
"How's my favorite niece?" he ask, munching on a chocolate chip cookie.
"Learning her duty, she is better with a bow than most. She is almost ready for her proving time."
"Worried?" he asks.
"Not at all," Milady scoffs with a derisive snort. Her daughter will be the next MOMazon, joining her as a mother-warrior in the service of their lord, the heir of the House of Adamos.
Munch asks, "Uncle Mike wants to know if you have spoken to the family witches?"
The MOMazon shrugs, "No, I haven't spoken to Isabella, and definitely not Agatha. I haven't even gotten a scroll from Isabella since the Vale fell and Matthew died. It was all quite a long time ago... Why?"
"Uncle Mike thinks something happened to them," Munch never liked the twin witches, but they are family, even if it was second cousins.
Normally warriors and witches were mortal enemies, but their family was different. Their family served the last high house, and had for centuries; centuries before the twin princes' last war, generation before the twin lords' grandfather had gone into the light, since before their father had vanished almost a thousand years ago. They had once been many, been special, proven gifted, unwaveringly loyal but now they could be counted on two hands and still have fingers left over.
"Really? I see...I can check on Agatha on my way to the Great City for Lord Carflo's Centennial birthday," she answers.
"Agatha may be dead and Uncle Mike wants you to verify something Lord Carlo saw at her house. She had captured and tortured one of the saviors. She failed to learn anything and he escaped. We both know how the dark one feels about failure." The cold edge of fear seeps into his young voice.
She nods, pulling in another fish, "Of course. I'll go as soon as we finish our mission." She hesitates for a moment and sighs aloud, "Then I guess I will have to go tell Isabella at the..."
Suddenly, thunder cracks. Far above clouds swirl, wind blown rain begins to beat at them, and a beam of light shoots down through the storm. The sound is deafening. They can see almost nothing in the temporal tempest.
"Where are they?" he yells.
"I see them," she yells back over the roar of the storm. "We out of position, heave to port!"
Cyanide yelling over the wind, "I HATE this part!"
Chris shouts back, "Me too bro!"
Suddenly, they splash into the stormy sea.
Chris shouts over the storm, coughing salty water, "Holy crap, we're in the ocean, Cyanide! Cyanide!" But his best friend is nowhere in site.
Cyanide sinks below the surface, struggling, weak from the battle they just fled, and unable to swim in the choppy waves of the temporal storm.
He can hear Chris shouting, "We're saved, a boat Cyanide, a boat. Where are you buddy? Cyanide!" Chris sounds so far away.
He hears a splash above, something pulls at him. His lungs burn for air as he drowns. Something, no, someone pulls at him again, harder. He looks over his shoulder and in the dark water, he sees a pretty face. Her arm is across his chest.
'How far did I sink?' he thinks as he starts to black out, 'there's a mermaid.' Suddenly, they break the surface and he can breathe again. He gasps and coughs, choking on the salty sea water.
She tows him toward the boat. "It's okay, I've got you. Just relax, it's okay, I promise..." she says to him as she swims. He floats, too weak to even help.
Roughly, he is pulled on a dark boat, coughing he chokes out two words... "A ::cough:: mermaid? ::cough::"
Chris relieved and exasperated exclaims, "Jeez Cyanide, you didn't hit your head, did you?"
The female warrior laughs, "It's okay Chris, I've been called worse..."
Chris is suddenly suspicious, "How did you know my name?"
Cyanide is still coughing and shivering.
"I am the MOMazon and this is Munch, a warrior of the Great City. Mike sent us," she states plainly, "Are you hungry? I have sleeping bags, to help you warm up 'till we get to shore."
Chris isn't sure if he believes her, but at the moment he has no choice. Cyanide's teeth are chattering with cold. Reluctantly he accepts as she gives them each a warm bowl of fish stew. It taste amazing. They eat greedily. Food in the future they came from was scarce or rations. The storm is letting up and the stars are beginning to peek through the rapidly disappearing clouds.
Chris says between bites, "Aw man, I had forgotten we didn't eat. So good..."
Cyanide eats slower, still coughing, "This taste... so familiar... like something Mike made..."
They don't notice the MOMazon and Munch glancing at each other, nodding.
"Would you like some cookies and hot tea, we are a few hours from shore..." she offers congenially.
"Coff-coffee, dd-d d-doo you h-have cooffee?" Cyanide chatters.
"No, I am sorry, I don't," she says.
"Cyanide, just drink it. It's warm and you have hypothermia. It taste really good..." Chris yawns as he scolds Cyanide. Cyanide drinks the familiar blend. Within minutes, they both fall asleep.
Munch turns to the MOMazon, "What did you do that for?"
She shrugs, "What?...The less they remember about me and tonight the better. And it's not like they don't need the sleep. They look like they have been through the infernal realm to get back to Lord Carflo."
"I hope it's enough..." Munch replies, but there is no hope in his young voice. He has spent his life fighting a war without battles, a war against their lordship's evil brother. A war where all he has done is bury those he loves.
Milady looks at her little brother sadly as she turn the rudder and tacks the sail toward shore, she wishes more than anything it didn't have to be this way but they are the last of Lord Carflo's Knights and MOMazons and this is their duty.
Ch 2 : Morning on the Beach
Far to the south of the Great City, two men are asleep on a beach by the southern sea. A campfire burns between. A third keeps watch. The young warrior shifts and stands. A bright green shirt shows through the chain-mail armor he wears. His tousled brown hairs stirs in the sea-breeze. He pushes his glasses up on his nose, he doesn't look to be more than 18. As the sun colors the horizon to his left, he heads into the forest for more firewood. He hopes his companions wake soon. His sister said they needed rest but he wanted to get moving before they were discovered, there were many unfriendly eyes looking for the two who had been prophesied to help his lord save their people.
Chris groans as he awakens, except for his headache, he is warm and comfortable. "Oh what happened, my head..." He feels like he's hungover, but why? Chris had been dreaming, but it was really more of a nightmare. They were fighting mutant everything to get to the time machine. Damien and a very old Carflo were battling, Carflo died then Tyler had leaped at Damien, wielding dual ruby swords.
A shout, "Just GO!" echoed in his ears, as the dream ended . He could still hear their friend's desperate plea.
His thoughts suddenly focused,'Tyler?... was he dead? Had Damien killed him like Carflo? No! They would be okay if he and Cyanide succeeded, everyone would be okay. And here, now, Mike is still alive.'
He sat up slowly, the sun was rising over the bluest sea he had ever seen. There was a campfire between them, and on the other side, Cyanide was snoring like a chainsaw. A oddly familiar figure came from the woods in the predawn, carrying an armload of firewood, but Chris couldn't quite remember his name. 'Why is my head so fuzzy?' he wondered.
"Hello, can you help us?" he calls out to Munch.
"Well, I'm trying," the young man grins, "I'm MunchingBrotato, call me Munch, I was sent to..."
"Riiiiiight... I remember landing in the water, I think? There was a boat?" Chris mutters. He strains against the fog in his head, trying to remember.
"Yep, some fishermen brought you in. Mike sent me to find you," Munch is trying to explain.
The sound of his dead friend's name has Chris's muddled mind jerking into clarity, "Wait, you know Mike! I have to see him! CYANIDE WAKE UP! Jeez you snore so much!" Mike was still alive, Damien hadn't killed him or Carflo yet.
"Chris, just calm down. Dammit and let me finish," Munch runs his hand over his face, he is getting irritated. "Mike sent me with your gear, we have days of hard travel and you are not to use your 'gun' thingys. The situation has gotten bad since you left. My orders are to get you both back to the Great City alive, which I am not sure is possible." Munch's tone sounds grumpy and hopeless, it reminds Chris of Tyler and for an odd moment, he is overwhelmed with a sense of deja vu. But Deja vu doesn't work backwards through time, or does it? Chris wonders what has happened since they left, he also wonder why such a young warrior was sent for them and not someone older and more experienced. Why didn't Carflo himself come?
Cyanide mumbles half awake, " mmm mrph mmm a mermaid..."
Chris yells, "DUDE! Wake up!"
Cyanide sit up, "I'm awake. I'm awake, oh my head. :::coughs more::: I think I drank the whole ocean last night"
Chris rolls his eyes, "Bro, some fishermen saved us. This is Munch, Mike sent him, hurry up we have a long way to go. Why were you mumbling about mermaids?"
"Aww man, I was having this crazy dream... I was drowning and a freaking mermaid saved me," Cyanide answers, rubbing his beard. The salt water made it feel itchy. He noticed the young warrior watching him curiously, "Oh sorry. Hello, I'm Cyanide. What's your name again?"
"I'm Munch, Mike sent me to get you," the young warrior says for the third time. The saviors who came through time to help Lord Carflo have not impressed him. He silently prays there is more to them, the dark one will not be defeated easily.
Munch gave them both cookies, tea, and apples for breakfast, telling them of the attacks on the southern villages and how bold Lord Damien was getting. He gave them their armor, and instructions on which way to head if they got separated, then they started walking along the shore around a thick jungle. Traveling through the jungle was too dangerous and slow, and they needed to move a lot faster than the strangers seemed to want to. They were in the dark one's conquered territory and needed to keep moving before they were found and captured.
Chris and Cyanide were grateful Mike had sent their armor and swords with Munch. Both wondered why they hadn't ended up back at the temple of the Great city. After their time in the alternate future, both had nightmares and Chris often found himself awake, staring at the stars, and wondering what the heck had happened to his once quiet life. When Chris had asked Munch on the third night, about why they landed in the ocean. Munch explained that they had to move the time machine to protect it, and that had caused the temporal way point to drift, that time moved the same in both future and past. The month they had spent in the future had passed here in the past. Beyond discussing the mechanics of temporal travel with Chris, Munch said almost nothing to them, except to frequently remark how out of shape they were. It seemed like something attacked them everyday. They had their guns, but barely any ammo and Mike had sent word not to use them, so Lord Damien wouldn't know they were back. The young warrior never seemed to tire or tire of complaining about them as they traveled. Everyday that passed they reminded him more and more of Tyler and they wondered if they would ever see him again, even if he wouldn't know them.
Elsewhere, the female warrior entered the home of Agatha the witch. After investigating, she left with an unhappy look on her face. She looked back once, and shook her head sadly. She then splashed a potion on herself, turning into a bird and flies away. Unnoticed, a bat spied on her from a nearby tree. It followed a distance behind her. The bird flew toward a coastal city, soaring high above the army of monsters and mobs surrounding the city walls.
Ch3: Butken Smaragd (Emerald Bay city)
Since before Milady had arrived back home, their seaside city had been under siege. Only a few hundred people survived and remained hidden in the cove caves and mines. Half the population was already dead.
'How had Lord Damien found our hidden cove city?' she wondered in frustration.
The MOMazon looked over the high battlements and mused, there was no way to escape or save the remaining people that she could discern. Suddenly she turned, and strode purposefully down to the harbor. All of the remaining ships were in ruins, only the Blackstone waited patiently in a sheltered nook. Her daughter EnderMARA was chasing a small blond boy back and forth up the dock, they were laughing. Some men were trying to fish, but the contaminated waters of the bay held nothing. The men smiled watching the boy. In spite of the war literally just outside the gates, this child brought joy to those around him.
Nearby, a veiled woman, The Lady Green, with whom a great power rested, watched her son and his almost sister playing. Her power was to summon and command was the entire Creeper nation, as her father had, and within her soul rested a greater force for destruction. It was why Lord Damien had attacked her father's kingdom so many years ago, the dark one wanted that power. Her father's subjects had sacrificed themselves in great numbers so the MOMazon could rescue the badly burned woman and whisk her to this hidden haven, but Lord Damien had found her at last. This time she decided she would not flee.
"It's my fault," thought MOMazon bitterly before speaking, "My Lady, all is prepared. EnderMARA and I will be back before the moon rises with catch enough to feed us until help arrives. Lord Damien's army is weak in the daylight. My younger brother Matthias is coming from the Helm mountains with the Stone Masons and Miners. Munch is on his way to the Great City and will inform them of our plight. I have summoned Ehbruh(friend) to protect Arturo."
The lady simply nods.
A gray-haired man rushes toward them, "Lady Green," he bows, "MOMazon Milady, are you sure about this?"
She sighs and states, "Sire Mayor, as the MOMazon, it is my duty to protect AND provide for all those loyal to Lord Carflo. The Blackstone is small, but swift and unsinkable. We will be back with fish for all before the night has fully fallen, just make sure the gate stays sealed."
Before he can reply, a strange, crippled looking creature appears in a swirl of purple particles, and the little man flees in terror, it makes the women laugh. The Enderminion bows to the MOMazon.
"Ehbruh (friend)." The MOMazon nods to the Enderminion, she chirps to it in its own language, End-speak. EnderMARA and Arturo come up to the black creature, each holding an apple, which it gladly accepts. Ehbruh then picks Arturo and vanishes in a swirl of purple particles.
"He will be safe with Ehbruh, My Lady. Lord Damien's forces can not breach the defenses. We will be back before moonrise. My brothers will not fail us. Don't be afraid." The MOMazon tries to sound confident but her old friend isn't fooled.
The Lady Green spoke in a soft, lilting tone, "I am not afraid to die. Lord Damien nearly killed me once, and even now he kills and tortures my people, but my son must be protected at all cost. If the city falls, I will delay Lord Damien's forces as long as possible, before destroying them forever. If that happens, you must get Arturo to his father. Promise me!" Her green eyes are intense and earnest.
"As you command, my Lady," The MOMazon bows and promises quietly, they hug. Over the last five years, they had become like sisters, something neither had possessed in childhood.
"EnderMARA, potions," commands The MOMazon. The bottles break and the Blackstone vanishes. "Before moonrise," calls back her voice from nothingness, only parting waves show the ship's path.
Out on the open ocean, the sun sink toward the horizon, the luck of the seas enchantments are working well. They are quickly bringing in stacks of fish. They have almost enough to feed the warriors and refuges hiding in the mines. The MOMazon is thinking of a recipe, fish and mushroom stew. The sunset fades and the moon peeks over the horizon, they will be late getting back.
EnderMara, fishing toward shore, asks, "MOM, do you see that?"
The MOMazon turns, "See what?"
Scanning the shore, strange orange flares and greenish-blue lightning flicker from the direction of the city. A few moments later, the distance-muted sounds of explosions and thunder.
"NO!" the MOMazon exclaims, "We have to get back now!"
They scramble to turn the Blackstone for shore, EnderMARA smashes swiftness potion on the hull. Under her breath, the you girl pleads with the Light to make them swift enough.
As they close on the shore, the strangely colors lights continue to flash over the city. EnderMARA speaks in a hushed tone, "MOM, that is dragon fire." The girl sounds afraid.
Closer they sail to the ruined harbor. Fires are now soaring toward the sky, and they can see a 3 headed dragon rising above the flames, below mutant zombies and skeletons are on the high wall. The scene is horrifying and mesmerizing, EnderMARA finds she can't look away. Then the realization that her "little brother" and his mother, Lady Green, are trapped there snaps her out of her reverie.
"By the light, Arturo and Lady Green!" she cries out. "What do we do, Mom?"
The MOMazon speaks firmly, "EnderMARA, MARA!" Her daughter stares at her with wide fear-filled eyes that reflect her own heart, but her voice is steady, "Have the potion of invisibility ready. If it sees..."
She and EnderMARA jump apart as a terrified Ehbruh appears between them holding Arturo and the Lady Green's veil. It is nervously looking at the water all around it, but holds the boy firmly in the very center of the ship's deck.
The child sobs, "The monsters came to kill mamma, she said she loved me always and... and.."
EnderMARA holds her arms out for him and gets the Lady Green's veil too. Suddenly, there is a series of rapid concussions, followed by a blinding explosion that makes a hole in the world. A giant wave pushes out from the shore causing the ship to lyst before it rights itself. The Lady Green is dead. Milady's heart cries out for her friend, but there is no time to grieve.
"Ehbruh, warn all the Farlander villages to flee! Everything between here and the Great City must be evacuated. Go! Warn your people... EnderMARA, potions!" orders The MOMazon roughly.
The Blackstone and the Enderminion vanish the same moment, and only the sea knows there is a ship sailing to northeast swiftly.