You can't get rid of me that easily, Toby… a voice sprang through the whole of Minecraftia. Toby quickly turned off the commands on his watch and stumbled backwards. What had he just done? He teleported Israphel to another place, away from them, sure, but… he just tangoed with the devil. Shock and panic shook his body like an earthquake and he took a glance across the room. There was Martyn, huddled behind a small pile of boxes, scared out off his mind. Martyn slowly met his gaze with, not just a scared and panicked gaze, but an angry one as well.
"What… did you just do, Toby!? He could have killed us, just then, and you decide to simply teleport him away?" Martyn yelled, standing up with clenched fists. Toby was shocked by his friend's aggression. Wouldn't he be proud of him for doing something brave?
"B-but I… Martyn, I thought I… I thought I saved us…" Toby replied back, choking on his own words. Martyn then moved closer to Toby, his fists clenched even tighter.
"No! You've danger all of Minecraftia! He was going to stay here, because there's no way out of here unless you have commands! And now he's out, probably spreading the tainted sand again! And it's your fault!" Toby's eyes widened at what Martyn just said. Had he really just doomed everyone? Suddenly, a beeping came from both Toby and Martyn's watches. It was Lewis, requesting a group video chat.
"Uh oh…" Toby mumbled and answered it, Martyn soon answering it as well. Toby then saw a list of everyone in the call. Literally everyone was on! From Ridge, keeper of Minecraftia, to even Zylus and Daltos, the only two residence of Newpool that always bicker with each other over a dumb little pool.
"Alright, I think you all know why I called you," Lewis said. Nearly everyone looked at Toby's panel, and Toby felt himself turn red in embarrassment and guilt.
"You think you're a tough guy, don't ya, Toby?" Sips hissed, narrowing his eyes. Toby was about to reply when someone else said something.
"Sips don't be so hard on him… I would have done the same," Sjin said, coming to Toby's defense.
"Yeah, gramps, why are you so hard on everyone?" Zylus shot at Sips, gaining an angry glare in return.
"That's no way to talk to your grandfather, Zylus!" Sips shot back.
"Guys, guys," Lewis began. "We're not here to settle family differences. We're here for a more important matter. Israphel has escaped. We need to get him back," he explained.
"Can't we just teleport him back into where he was?" Rythian inquired, raising an eyebrow. Toby thought he was right. He teleported him out, can't they just teleport him back in? Ridge shook his head.
"No, we can't just do that. He is a dark entity and can only be teleported once in a decade. By certain people, as well. The ones he deem worthy," Ridge explained, letting out a tiny little sigh. Toby nearly gasped, but decided to hold it in. Israphel thought that he was worthy of something so great? What was even great about him?
"That explains a lot, actually… Considering Lewis was the one who teleported him there," Nilesy mumbled for everyone to hear him. Lewis looked a bit bashful and blushed a little.
"There's nothing special about me… I'm just like all of you," he said shyly, looking down. Simon looked at Lewis, quite angry actually.
"Nothing special? You came from the fucking Enterprise! And you were the last survivor! That's pretty damn special to me!" he proclaimed. Lewis just rolled his eyes and let out a little chuckle.
"So, how are we going to handle this?" Duncan asked. Lewis just sighed.
"I don't know… He seems to be pretty dormant at the moment. If anything comes up, contact me or someone else. We may be dealing with an upcoming war, fellahs. Keep your guard up," Lewis announced. Suddenly, from both Zylus' and Daltos' side of the call, there was a loud bang.
"You… heard that too, didn't you, Zylus?" Daltos asked, his gaze suddenly becoming very serious and a bit worried. Zylus nodded.
"Yeah, I'll go check it out," he told Daltos. Sips suddenly looked very worried.
"Then I'm teleporting to you. I'll check it out as well," he said in a hurry.
"No, gramps. I'm not a kid anymore. I don't need you," Zylus growled, and exited the call, Daltos following.
"Ok… Sips, I give you permission to check it out," Lewis ordered, and closed the whole call down. Toby kept staring at his watch, however, not moving. His gaze looked very dazed and saddened, as though he were in some sort of a trance. Then he just broke down into crying, curling up into a little ball of tears.
"It's all my fault! It's all my fault, Martyn, it is!" he choked, his voice nearly drowned out by his tears. Martyn then came over and sat down next to his friend, patting his back but staying quiet. A determined and serious look was on his face as he comforted his friend.
IN THE TOWN OF NEWPOOL
Zylus exited the call and sighed, looking at the door. Why was Sips always so protective over him? Sure, they never interacted, but that's exactly why Zylus never wants to meet up with him. He walked outside and met Daltos near the pool they always bickered over.
"Did you hear where the bang was?" Zylus asked, looking at Daltos with a serious and concerned face.
Daltos shook his head in response and said, "Not really. I think it was that way though." He pointed over to Zylus' house, obviously meaning behind it. Zylus unsheathed his diamond sword and cautiously walked over to where Daltos had pointed, Daltos soon following. He then flattened himself against the wall and poked his head around the corner. There he saw a barely off-colored patch of sand that was never there before. It was hard to tell the color change of the sand, so he let out a little chuckle.
"Wow! I'm so scared! It's sand!" he mocked and put his sword back in its sheathe. He was about to step forward when Daltos stopped him, grabbing his shoulder. He turned to then face Daltos.
"Wait a second, Zy. Think about it. Lewis told us his stories of fighting Israphel and how Israphel used tainted sand to make people sick and kill them. And now Israphel is free and somewhere in Minecraftia. What if this is the sand?" Daltos said with a slightly worried tone in his voice. Zylus brushed Daltos' hand off of his shoulder and turned back to the sand.
"Please, you think I'm scared of some dumb sand?" Zylus contended and continued walking. Before he reached the sand patch, a beeping came from his watch. It was a teleport request from Sips to him. Zylus rolled his eyes and pressed deny then stepped on the sand. "See? It's just normal sand!" Zylus called to Daltos. Daltos just shook his head at the fact that Zylus was so arrogant and stupid. Soon enough, a beeping came from his watch as well. It was also a teleport request from Sips to him. He pressed accept and, soon enough, a green light started swirling next to him and Sips appeared as the light disappeared. Sips then turned around to see Zylus on the sand.
"Zylus get off of that sand!" he shouted to his grandson. Zylus looked over at Sips and rolled his baby blue eyes.
"Come on, gramps, it's just sand! It won't do anything!" he shouted back. He then stomped on it and twisted his foot around. "See? Nothing?" Sips just sighed and looked the ground, until he felt the wind pick up a little and looked back at Zylus. A dark fog swirled behind him and when the fog faded, the pale-faced man stood in its place.
"Zylus!" Sips cried, but Zylus didn't listen.
"I'm sorry, can't quite here you over the sound of this sand doing nothing!" he called back. Israphel then smirked and touched Zylus on his shoulder. Zylus stood still for a moment, his eyes widening, then his eyes started glowing purple, his skin turning pale, and he doubled over, hacking and coughing. Israphel then faded away, leaving Zylus lying in the sand. Daltos and Sips rushed over to Zylus. Sips picked up Zylus, who was still shivering and coughing like crazy. Sips looked at his grandson, his eyes starting to water and his lips quivering. He then burst into tears, dropping down to his knees and holding Zylus close to him.
Through the crying, however, Daltos managed to hear Sips choke out, "Call…. Lewis… over…" Daltos then opened the teleport list on his watch and requested Lewis to teleport to him. After a second, the words "Request Accepted" in bright letters was over the screen and the green light swirled next to him, Lewis soon appearing. Lewis then looked over at Sips and gasped, seeing Zylus close in his arms. He couldn't help but feel absolute remorse for his friend. He held his breath and looked away, shutting his eyes tightly so he wouldn't cry. He knew how it felt. He clenched his fists tightly and looked up at the sky, talking to only one person in particular.
"You've hurt one of our own. This is different than some random person. You've hurt countless other people that meant something in our lives, as well. Peculiar, Granny, Lysander, and more. This ends now. This means war, Israphel."
Hey guys! MinktheWarrior here! I thought I'd make this fan fiction while I'm working on Darkness and other things. Sorry for my lack of fan fictions. I promise I'll up my game! Ta-ta for now!