AN: It's not the best but I hope you like it, more coming soon. Don't hate me for this, the inspiration is to blame! XD
Down into the mineshaft they went, the light fading as they left the well-travelled passages behind to form new ones half-way down the main tunnel, which would create a sort of crossroads in the mine. Before they parted ways temporarily Lewis, who was always well equipped when it came to torches and had a slight reputation for placing them EVERYWHERE, turned to Simon, "Simon do you have torches?" he asked for the fifth time today. "The answer is /still/ yes Lewis!" came the patronizing reply along with: "Don't forget, if you find diamonds give them all to me!" before Simon spontaneously burst into song, "I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole!" It was horribly out of tune which made Lewis smile as he set to work on his passage.
After a while, the outside world seemed to cease existence and all that mattered was the stone in front of him, the weight of the pick in his hands and the sound Simon tunnelling which slowly grew fainter as more space separated them. His passage was slightly crooked as for convenience he had avoided a huge chunk of dirt; he had gone a little way from this 'corner' when he broke through into an old, completely dark shaft that was no longer in use and he stopped briefly to check for mobs but couldn't spot anything in there so he carried on mining. A short time after, his emerald pick hit something harder than stone or coal, he had struck a diamond vein. Involuntarily he cried out in pleasant surprise and turned to go find Simon, as he noticed the mine was silent. This was worrying as Simon always sang 'Diggy Diggy Hole' very loudly whilst mining, and if it had ceased, something must be wrong.
"Simon?" he called out uncertainty, his voice echoing tenfold off the smooth walls of the shaft in the silent mine, but he received no reply to ease his panic. Walking with renewed fear he strode down the mineshaft, his pace bordering on a run. /Simon must be trying to trick me/ Lewis tried to reassure himself but he didn't believe it, something was wrong. He did a double take as he passed the entrance to the unused shaft, he was sure he had seen something white move in there, but kept moving. If there was anything there, it didn't matter- Simon did. Turning his back to the empty passage he felt the diamond axe blade cutting into his back as too late his ears registered the whistle the blade had caused as it had sliced the air as easily as it carved his flesh. Thrown forwards by the power of the throw, he hit the wall smashing his nose. The last thing he ever heard was a cold, sinister voice, dripping in hate, with a sincere yet commanding tone say: "Never turn your back on the enemy." But just as he felt a foot push on the blade, breaking his spine to silence him forever, he had one thought. That the voice sounded familiar, it almost sounded like- Duncan..? Then the world went black for Lewis, forever.
The next day Sips and Sjin came to Honeydew inc compound and found Simon trapped in a hole guarded by a creeper and a long blood trail which led to Lewis' broken body, with the axe still in his back.