MC Diaries, FanFic
The following is based on the YouTube series "Minecraft Diaries" on Aphmau's channel. This is directly fan-made and has nothing to do with the current story. All original characters belong to Aphmau/Jess. Please support the original release.
(Scene: In my mind, I see that Aphmau and the others took down Zane, {not going to say how, just that they do.} The smart thing to do would be to take Zane to Okhasis and make him admit to his crimes. So that's what inspired this, Aphmau, Garroth, Lawrence and the cuffed Zane travel to Okhasis.)
Aphmau, Garroth and Laurence walk through the forest with Zane tied up in enchanted chains. He looks toward his brother and says, "You can't honestly think that this'll work right."
"And why not?"
"As soon as you walk into O'khasis, and they see me like this. They'll kill you right there and then."
Garroth pulls out a chain-link and the chains around Zane tighten. "Then we'll make a trade off, into a hostage situation."
"All right! All right! I get it!"
"Keep moving," Laurence says pushing him.
"You'll all regret this."
"You keep saying that, it just gets more annoying."
After a few hours dusk was upon them. Aphmau faces her guards, "It's getting dark we should make camp for now."
"Agreed," Garroth says, "We only have a few more days till we get to Okhasis and I'm pretty sure there's a town in a day's journey."
"We should head there in the morning."
"I'll take the first shift and keep an eye on Zane."
"Ok. Goodnight Garroth." She goes to Laurence who is making a tent.
"….."
"What's wrong Laurence?" She asks.
"…huh… oh nothing. It's just… something's not right…probably nothing. Goodnight Lord Aphmau."
"Oh ok, see you in the morning…"
Later that night….
Laurence shift in his sleep, in his dreams a child is crying surrounded by flames. Blood all over the child's hands and two bodies. A tall silhouette stands before the child, with a red grin on its face. Laurence wakes up sweating, he looks to Aphmau who is sound asleep. He walks out of the tent and switches shifts with Garroth.
Next morning the group moves forward through the forest. Laurence flinches at every little sound. Aphmau confronts him.
"You ok Laurence?"
"Hm? Oh, fine. Didn't sleep well is all."
"You sure you're ok, you're a little paranoid."
"You know I would tell you anything, but this… it's personal."
"I see…"
There is a loud shuffling in the woods and all draw their swords. A bush near a tree begins to rapidly move. Laurence moved slowed toward the bush and a small rabbit jumped out. The group relaxed and Laurence eased up.
"Come now Laurence. I thought you would've noticed me by now." A voice said.
Garroth, Zane and Aphmau look up the tree to see a man with blonde hair, tinted red sun-glasses, and black clothes. Laurence stood there unmoved, completely petrified.
"Who are you?" Aphmau says confused by the situation.
Zane begins to laugh, "hehehe, now you're dead. Of all the people father could send. I'm glad he chose the most powerful member of the Jury of Nine. Devlin Blackehart!" Garroth tightens Zane chains to make him shut up. "Grrgh, enough wasting time, Blackehart! Kill these fools and get me out of these chains."
"Your father." Devlin begins to say, "Did not send me."
"What?"
"Actually, I was taking a stroll through the woods when I heard you four."
"Liar…" Laurence says, his back still turned away from the man.
"Hmph, you're right. To be honest I was on my way to a little town known as Phoenix Drop." They all jump at his response. "After the whole Scaleswind fiasco, I just had to see what all the commotion was about. And much to my surprise, I find the lord of the village as well as two of her gaurds. Today must be my lucky day."
"Lord Aphmau…" Laurence says, "We need to leave."
"What?" Aphmau says.
"When I give the signal, run. Run as fast as you can."
"I don't…"
"There's no way we can defeat him!"
Blackehart looks down at the guard and grins. Laurence then drops a white crystal that shines a blinding white light. Laurence grabs Aphmau and Garroth grabs Zane and the four frantically run through the forest. As the light dims Blackhart looks to the sky and says, "Come now, Laurence. You of all people should know, there's no escape from me."
Aphmau tires and tries to ask Laurence about the man.
"Laurence, who was that, what's going on?"
"Now is not the time."
"I need answers now."
"…very well, Devlin Blackehart is a member of the Jury of Nine. He's a notorious man argued to be the strongest member of the group. He is not only a guard but also the lord of his own city."
"How can he be a guard and a lord?"
"Once a city guard, Blackehart is rumored to have killed the previous lord and take his position."
A dark presence looms over them as Delvin Blackehart appears in front of Laurence with his hand at his chest. "Now, now… Don't go on spreading rumors Laurence. You could get hurt." With those words Laurence was suddenly pushed back into several trees.
Bruised and bloody Laurence looked at Aphmau and said, "Run." She starts running and Devlin begins to slowly walk in her direction. He stops and turns to see Laurence standing.
"Never learned did we?" Devlin says.
"This, pfft, it's only a flesh wound." Devlin begins to walk again, "Don't walk away, this isn't over."
"Wrong," Devlins hand glows purple and a palm print on Laurence's chest begins to glow. "This is over."
Aphmau enters a clearing where Garroth and Zane are.
"Garroth," Aphmau says worried, "Laurence, he… you gotta help him."
Zane gets out of Garroth's grip and begins to yell into the forest.
"SHUT UP, He already told you that he didn't come here for you." Garroth says pushing Zane down.
"Doesn't still mean he won't."
Devlin walks through the woods and hears Zane's voice. "Damn, we'll they got farther than I thought." He points his finger forward and magic energy begins to flow to the tip of it. "No matter." He fires a ray of powerful magic power that completely annihilates the forest in front of him. The other three avoided the blast but were still pushed back a good distance.
Zane lays there a bit beaten and Devlin stands before him. "I knew you would come and get me."
Devlin points his finger at him and says. "Didn't you hear me? Your father did not send me. In any case, it would be easier just to kill you here."
"W-what? Do you have any idea who I am?! I-I'm…"
"A spoiled brat, who thinks way too highly of himself. Please as if you are of any use to anybody."
"I-I'm useful. I've killed before, even with my own hands! I almost created a war."
"And why I do admire that, I have to say one thing." Magic energy flows to his finger tip. "You're still nothing but a coward. Never putting yourself on the front lines. You may have killed, but you have never truly lived to kill. You have never been in the face of death and laughed. You, unlike me, still have fear. And that's only natural, you're only human. And I despise humans."
Before his could fire the blast Garroth quickly hit Devlin's arm with a shield causing the blast to go upwards. Garroth went for a strike but the Blackehart blocked the blade with his bare hand. "So it's you." Devlin says, "Garroth, son of the Lord of O'khasis. So you're the one who will inherit his will."
Garroth pushes the man back and says, "What ever will you are talking about. Whatever my father has, I won't accept it."
"So he hasn't told you, interesting. You really plan to fight me?"
"If I must."
"Hmm, you were in the list to be a member of the nine. We'll then let's see if you got what it takes."
Aphmau wakes up after five minutes being unconscious. She looks to see Garroth fighting Blackehart in a fierce battle. Garroth using a sword and shield, while Blackehart only using his hands which are covered in black magic.
"Have to admit, you're swordsmanship is one of the best I've seen." Blackehart says. "If you were a bit stronger I would gladly approve you to one of the nine. But sadly…" As Garroth swings Devlin grabs the swords and shatters it. "It isn't enough." Devlin lifts his arm to attack and Garroth raises his shield to block. Devlin's hand comes down like a guillotine and cuts through the shield, cutting off Garroth's arm. Garroth screams in pain and falls to the ground.
"hehehe…" Devlin laughs.
"Garroth!" Aphmau screams.
Garroth roughly stands up again and faces Blackehart. "You're still standing? Very well…" He lifts his arm and engulfs it in black magic. "I will bestow upon you my mercy!"
"Garroth run!" Aphmau screams.
As Delvin's claw comes down, it is not Garroth he hits but Laurence instead. A large gash runs across his chest spewing blood. He looks at Blackehart. "I swore to you, no matter what, I'm not going to die."
"You foolish boy."
Laurence collapses and Aphmau begins to run towards him but Devlin stands in her way. He slowly walks towards her and Garroth yells at her to run away. Petrified by his presence, she couldn't move, she could barely breathe. When Devlin was right in front of her, he laid his palm on her head.
"So you are the Lord of Phoenix Drop." He smiles. "You are a most respected lord around these parts, stories tell of you helping your village. You invest yourself directly into your people's lives, something few lords do. You care for them and they care for you. They would gladly give their lives for you. There's only one problem." Aphmau looks up and the man. "You're weak. You have a strong heart, but you aren't skilled in swordplay, you can't uses magicks, and you can't even move by my mere presence." He turns to Garroth and Zane. "And now you will watch helplessly as I slaughter your friends. After all, that's all you can do."
Garroth raises his shattered sword at Blackehart. "I won't let you pass…"
"Come on, you're going to fight me with a broken sword? How about you just step aside and I kill your brother first, then I'll get to you second."
"I made a promise, and I won't break it again."
"Very well," Devlin raises his hand which becomes engulfed I darkness. "I give you my mercy. With this the old man's will shall die with him."
Aphmau starts to cry and begins to remember everyone in Phoenix Drop. All her friends, her family, her sons. "…stop…" Devlin begins to lower his arm. "…no, please…" The dark magic begins to run wild, increasing in power. "STOP!" As she screams she releases a wave of magic that shakes the very ground. It makes the darkness dissipate and the enchantments on Zane's chains to shatter.
Devlin looks and his hand for a moment and turn's to Aphmau once more.
"Don't you touch her!" Garroth yells.
He walks past Aphmau, but not without saying, "I seem to have underestimated you."
As he fades into the darkness he says, "But I do wonder, whose will did you inherit?"