Author's Note: sorry I haven't been active lately, I've been kinda sick and really I've been considering this new project. Trust me I'm trying to get to the Lost Girl stuff, but this has taken priority.

A/N #2 for any of you who haven't read my stuff: all of my work is self-insert/ OC so if you don't like it don't read it, also the Creators are the five Creators of the Universe. I, Alexandria Drummer, am the Fourth Creator, and I tend to get into a lot of trouble.

The scientist and the Mage

I woke up in a desert, which all things considered makes sense. I fucking hate sand, I mean fucking hate it. I was about to open a portal to leave when I heard a man yelling. I looked toward the distance and saw a ruined castle. The yelling seemed to be coming from the castle "GONE!" he said. I shook off the feeling of dread that came with the scream and turned to my right where I saw a man walking, well gliding over the sand. His eyes glowed purple and his face was covered, he wore a long black cloak, and he walked, well glided with a determination that bespoke an elegance unknown to most people. I nodded at him and he acknowledged me the same way.

I opened a portal and left, but when I got to where I was going I started to second guess myself. I made an executive decision and opened a portal back. I found myself standing on the edge of a crater. I looked to the bottom and saw two bodies lying there. They weren't dead thankfully. I'm not having any more dead people on my hands.

The Mage woke up first. I was sitting in the corner looking at a picture I had found. The picture was of a woman and a dinosaur. The girl had bright red hair and brown eyes, the dinosaur was holding a bow. Don't know how that works, but who cares. On the back of the picture was written: "Our Blackrock story carries on"

"I'd like that back." Said the Mage from in front of me.

"Of course. I'm assuming this sword is yours as well." I replied picking up the sword that was next to me. Enderbane it said.

"Yes it is. Does it not hurt to hold?"

"It does, but pain I'm used to. What is your name Enderborn?"

"Rythian. How do you know so much about this?"

"I knew this was coming. I suppose you remember your Ender queen?"

"She's hard to forget."

"That she is. Anyhow the others infected with your 'flux taint', which we call Serathsis, just call her mother. We on the other hand call her Sanguinus Madri, which if you don't know means: Bloody Mother, so I guess the others were closer on naming her."

"Interesting. Who are you?"

"My full title includes the words Fourth Creator of the Universe, but my name is Alexandria, you can call me Alex."

"Alright then Alex, Fourth Creator of the Universe. You know who I am obviously."

"Rythian Enderborn, Ender Mage, founder of Blackrock Castle. Several other titles that I don't know or really care about."

"Well you know me, what about him?" Rythian asked indicating The scientist.

"Lalnable Hector, soon to be mad scientist, partner of Nanosounds, who was just killed by Sanguinus Madri… preferably we can keep him from going mad."

"There's only one way to do that I'm afraid."

Rythian unsheathed his sword and started to swing, fortunately I'm faster.

"We are not Murderers." I said

"No, but he is." Rythian replied

"Not yet. The death of Nanosounds causes him to go mad, that is when he starts to kill. We can stop him."

"One try, and then he dies."

"Fine. All I want is a chance."

It was raining when Lalna woke up, and he woke up screaming. Eventually he calmed down and we had a talk. The poor boy was distraught, he had been living in that castle alone for so long, and then she had come along.