A dark mist, thick enough to choke on, shrouded this place. This place, where a being, akin to a woman, waited. That was her job, to wait.
And when the poor soul that she waited for popped into this existence, eyes bloodshot, crouched on the floor, feeling all over his throat (which had previously been torn open), she almost pitied him. But her job was not to pity. Now her job was to speak to him. She pulled him to a standing position, her green eyes cruel as he shuddered in fear.
"Jordan" her voice was metallic, almost as cold and hard as steel. At her voice the man flinched. " I presume you know why you are here?"she paused, not waiting for an answer, she knew she wouldn't get one. " I must send you back." She told him in a bored voice.
He shook his head wildly, his crisp blue eyes flashing in terror. Then he was gone.
Overall, her job was to punish those sent to her. Sort of, anyway. And now, She was back at the part of her job that was waiting. The very boring part, in other words.
" How could such a good soul end up here?" She murmured to herself.
She shook off the thought. Jordan was sent here for a reason. He committed a crime, one great enough to upset someone of high magical powers.
His crime? None of her business, She had been told. Which was very strange. She always knew what her 'prisoners' had done to end up in this rotten place.
She realized she was getting off task. She had to get back to her job, no matter how boring. All that mattered was that Jordan was here now, not how he had come to be here.
" Three, two, one." Right on cue, Jordan was back. Although, he was writhing on the floor, eyes clenched shut, still grabbing at some invisible thing on his neck. But what was truly disturbing was his scream. Or more like how he wasn't screaming. Tears were welling on the edges of his eyes, and his mouth was agape, in a silent scream. There was no noise, not even a breath ( though you didn't need to breathe, you were dead. Old habits die hard, I guess). That was when two things occurred to the one watching all this:
She really did feel sorry for him
She was very curious about this strange man
She would at least talk to the poor guy, whenever he calmed down, anyway.
" This might take awhile."
A/N : (beware, this is going to be a long author's note) hey guys! This is my first time on fanfiction! Not my first time writing though. Anywho, I wanted to introduce myself. The names Doge (wow so creatiev many appluad wow) and I will call my audience to this... Strange little Sparklez fanfic the Wowzers. Yeah. I know. Wow. Continuing, I wrote this a while back, and finally typed it up (I wanna give a shout out to Pandamonium for helping me with it! Thanks you awesome person you!). I looked back on it and decided it was, well, kinda silly I guess. But good enough for me to post. Just to get things straight, this takes place just before Jordan's newest adventure, Ultra Modded Survival. It is going to be set in minecraft, but not a blocky perspective and with plenty of OCs (I'm not accepting any though!) instead of using Jordan's character's skin, I prefer to use what he looks like in real life. Or as close as I can get to it in a descriptive manner. I'm sure you Wowzers will get used to it soon enough. (if you have any questions regarding this please ask). I plan to put out a chapter every day, but i might miss a day or take a break every once in a while. Things happen. And sorry about how TERRIBLY HORRIFYINGLY SHORT this chapter is! It kills me to make it this short, but thats just how it is. I mean, it is just a first chapter, and I hope that the chapters will be longer from here on out. Tell me what you Wowzers think! Please! Good or bad, I will appreciate it either way. I love criticism, and it would seriously be a big help if you could drop a review or a PM. Another thing, if you want me to write a story based on your ideas (might take me awhile to get it out there) go ahead and PM me about it, and if you can't do that, just put it in a review.
STAY AWESOME! DOGE OUT!