I'm baaaaaaaaaaaack! With a new story! If you read/are reading any of my other fics (*cough* Notch's Revenge *cough*) you will know that I won't be posting for a few weeks, but this is one of those times when I'll actually have free time!

And, I actually got the idea for this fic another fic called "Can I be accepted?" By schoodles. It's an awesome fic, and I suggest you check it out.

AND, this fic will also contain Skybrine and WitherMU, and I might need a few OCs later. Just keep in mind that if you submit an OC, there is a chance that your OC will get into a relationship with Enderlox, Skybrine, or WitherMU.

And also for WitherMU I turned him into my own look for him, so don't give me hate about what I made him look like.

ALSO, there will be other members of Team Crafted involved. And I'll use their real names if I know them, or if the real names will make writing easier.

And I'll be using an OC of mine to create some plot, so don't judge me if your OC falls for one of the three or any other TC member, and they fall for my OC.

Anyway, here is the prologue:

(Third Person POV)

"Seto, are you sure the potion will work?" Ian asked the sorcerer. "Trust me, this potion will work! It won't go wrong," Seto replied confidently. Sky, who would usually make a joke about Seto's potions, remained silent as Seto tested his potion. The potion worked, much to their surprise, as the desired effect was achieved. Seto, Ian, Husky, Mitch, Jerome, Jason, and Ty celebrated, not noticing that Sky left the room.

Sky stood in front of his mirror, after he checked the lock on his door. Relived that the door was closed, he removed his sunglasses, revealing pure budder-colored eyes. Why must I hide this? Sky left the mirror to move to the window, looking out at the Overworld. He wished for a chance to be normal, but knowing that wish will never come true. Staring at the night sky, he was thrown into a memory.

Young Sky walked in the woods, lost. He knew what to do in a situation like this, but Sky forgot all the tools that he would have usually brought with him. Sky, lost, cold, and hungry, suddenly found a light glowing from a hill. He ran towards the light, hoping it was any sign of civilization. When he finally reached the house, he noticed that the house was, still, in the middle of nowhere. Sky called into the house. "Hello?" He started to look around, but a harsh voice met his ears. "I know of something better than finding your pathetic human house. Wouldn't you want something more, like immortality, wealth, power, respect, and an Ultimate Legacy?" Sky nodded, at that age not knowing what he was up for. "Well then, human, turn around, so I grant the power upon you." Sky turned around, his once hazel eyes meeting with completely white ones. He immediately regretted his decision, but before he could change his mind, an amulet was forced around his neck. Sky tried to take it off, but he couldn't. The amulet was almost plastered to his body! Immense pain overwhelmed him, as Sky tried even more to take the amulet off. Sky was suddenly faced with a mirror, now looking at a person with glowing budder eyes. Sky, now fearful that he took a deal with the legendary Herobrine, grabbed a pair of nearby sunglasses and ran, now at almost the speed of light, to wherever he could go.

Sky shuddered at the thought of Herobrine, the person who made him like this. He tugged at the amulet, trying to see if it would come off. Like many previous times, the amulet refused to come off. Sky sighed, depressed at his forever curse.

Ty turned away from the party, going to his room, where he was greeted with the familiar glow of an End Portal. He jumped in, bracing himself for the pain of crossing over. Ty landed on the hard End Stone, to his surprise not feeling any pain, as he looked up to see his obsidian house built into the very island. He smirked as he flew to his house, but still dreading the source of many nightmares.

Ty entered to find a note on the door, reading, "Accept your fate, Enderlox." He frowned, wincing at the thought of the last "note". The last "note" he received was from his tormentor, who quickly appeared after he read the note and "told" him it meant. Ty still bore the scars from that note. He looked around, paranoid. His tormentor appeared behind him, shaking his head. "I would have thought that you would've accepted your fate now. You were born here, raised here, but yet you still crawl back to the Overworld. Accept your fate, Enderlox, before I have to teach you what it is again," the Tormentor sang. Ty flinched as the Tormentor pulled a knife. He tried to run, but the Tormentor was too fast; The Tormentor created a deep cut in Ty's arm, and pulled a vial of water from his belt. The Tormentor quickly left a series of scars and burns on Ty's back, forming the word "Enderlox".

The Tormentor, as fast as he arrived, left, leaving a very bloodied and burned Enderlox standing in his house, wincing at every move he took. Ty decided to leave the wounds to heal on their own, as he endured another sleepless night in the End.

Jason removed his helmet, terrified at what he might see in his mirror tonight. All he saw was his own white, soulless eyes and his light brown hair lightly flipping over his skeletal frame. Jason quickly grabbed the Nether Star close by, as he began to roll it around in his hands. He wondered what life would be like if he wasn't considered a freak, slightly smiling at his thought of what he thought he would look like. But as quickly as he was happy, he became sad just as fast. Two heads just grew on each of his shoulders, causing Jason to almost scream in dismay. Even more to his dismay, Jason started to float!

He thought of everything he knew, from Team Crafted to the curse itself. Jason started to ache at the thought of the curse and how it changed his life. He hated that he always kept himself a secret, out of fear that he would be experimented on and teased by his own friends. Jason wished that he could have at least one person that he could confide in, who knew what it was like to keep a secret. He paced around his room, wondering who he could confide in.

And, I'm done! And this was the longest chapter I've ever written! *does happy dance* Well, I said there would be OCs, so here is the form:

Name:

Age:

Race (i.e: hybrid, human, other):

Personality:

Appearance:

TC/Cursed crush (Ty/Enderlox already taken!):

Other:

There, the OC form. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed, I dare you to.