Hello, this is my second fanfiction, but this on will be a more complex and longer story. Please review I don't own tekkit or the yogscast. Song for this story: State of dreaming by Marina and the Diamonds. Song for this chapter: Meteor shower by owl city. Thanks, bye!

Zoey woke up, her head hurting slightly. Standing up, she looked around, not recognizing where she was. It seemed to her that the image of Blackrock, where she had fallen asleep, was already growing hazy, like a half-remembered dream. She tried to grasp for memories of the night before, and had to concentrate before she came up with anything.

She had fallen asleep in the huge bed after a day of working on hacking into the nuke. She vaguely remembered the cold, lonely feeling of the huge bed without Rythian in it. He always slept on the other side anyway, but it was still nice to just have him near. But, why hadn't he been there? He was gone on some short trip, that was it. He had left the day before, and was coming back soon. She had fallen asleep hoping he would come back already.

And that brought her to right now. She didn't know where she was, just that it wasn't...what was the name of the house? Blackrock. It wasn't Blackrock. And she should've been there, right? That was where she lived...

But again, she had that strange fading feeling, like the details were lost, or had never existed.

That wasn't right, of course.

Still not knowing where she was, she looked around once more, taking in her surroundings. She was at the bottom of a hole or something, stone on either side like a wide cave, only she could see blue sky overhead.

Not knowing what else to do, she climbed. It wasn't hard to find a way up, as the slope wasn't very steep. Up she jumped, block over block. Halfway up, she turned to look back, gasping in surprise. The hole was huge, bigger than a valley, all broken stone. She had only been in a little hole that was part of a bigger crater. A huge, devastating crater.

What was worse, Zoey could feel something like loss rising up from it, not her own emotion, but like a feeling coming from the stone itself, or a memory of one. The sight in front of her did seem quite disturbing, though, and an emotion of her own welled up inside her, devastation, nostalgia, pain, and more loss than even stone could feel, all rolled into one. And for a fleeting second she thought she recognized this place, but the feeling was gone as soon as it came.

She was physically worn out from the extreme loss she felt as she looked at the scene, but she kept climbing, still grasping for that small sense of recognition. She climbed with more and more urgency as she neared the lip of the massive valley carved into stone, and-there it was again, a fleeting slice of memory, telling her there had once been something here, or several things.

She crested the rim of the crater and gasped as she turned in a full circle, taking everything in. There was the huge, crude valley of the crater, and to her other side, another that was even bigger. The remains of a forest stood in front of her, a small copse of burnt blackened stumps that led right to the edge of the crater, indicating a much larger forest once stood. Far in the distance, a crumbled tower, the color of...the place where she lived. It was even harder to remember the name now.

Then she saw, right on the edge of the trees, a different colored stump, tan and spongy-looking. A mushroom.

All at once, she was enfulged in flame, her mushrooms gone. Fire, arrows, and destruction raining from the sky in all directions, so she couldn't escape any longer. She called for help, but no help came. Only fire. Weighed down by pain and confusion, she fell to the ground. She tried to get up and stumbled, taking two steps towards the forest before falling again. This time she didn't get up.

She gasped and suddenly she was standing on the edge of the crater again. She felt dizzy and nearly fell over, tumbling into the canyon. She regained her balance and looked back at the stump of a once great mushroom, but this time no memory came.

She took a step forward, and the moment she did so the world slowed down and color faded till everything was dull. The crater was gone and she saw the whole forest, lush and green. The tower in the distance was standing, huge and black. A mushroom village stood at the edge of the forest and she saw a redheaded girl talking to someone, showing them around.

Then off in the distance she saw two figures flying through the air in slow motion, shooting at eachother. As she looked on, unable to move, the first tongue of flame hit a tree in the forest. It spread quickly, and Zoey saw the girl begin to panic, which looked strange with time slowed down. The flying figures passed over head, one wearing goggles and a white lab coat, the other a space suit. They shot more fire, and soon the mushrooms were ablaze, along with the other person and the girl. Zoey watched in horror as the flames licked at the redhead girl in slow motion until she disappeared.

Then everything sped up until it seemed everything was happening at once. The black tower crumbled, and she saw someone fall burning from the sky. She choked. She knew the person, she was sure, but she didn't recognize them or remember a name.

The two people still sped through the sky, locked in battle, destroying everything. She saw the one with goggles land near her and place something down on the ground, where a large wooden mansion stood with rails carrying minecarts from one place to another. He flew up into the air and shot fire at the thing he had placed, before flying far away.

Zoey had just enough time to feel a sick, cold dread in the pit of her stomach before the whole world went white. She was thrown up into the air, higher than the flying figures had been, moving once again in slow motion. Finally, when she thought she could go no higher, she stopped ascending. And so she fell.

As she fell she could see once again the huge crater and the destroyed forest. Another explosion went off somewhere nearby as the color completely drained from the scene, but the world was already fading, and so was Zoey.