"A reunion! Who knew it was such a great idea?"
The inseparable trio, Sky, Ty, and Jason, were walking down the side walk on their way to a party.
"Whaddya expect after five years, Sky? A phone call?" Ty mused at the butter lover's comment. "And what's with the fancy getup?"
Sky was in a black tuxedo and had his hair combed back, while Ty and Jason went in their usual attire. "A suit and everything," The astronaut chuckled, observing his friend's appearance, "I didn't think you were so fancy! A bow tie too?"
"What?" Sky said, incredulously, "Bow ties are cool."
The three were soon standing in front of a huge building where the reunion party was going to be held. "Whoa..." was the trio's reaction.
The doors were open as they stared ahead into the foyer. "This place is huge! And it's so much bigger on the inside!" Jason exclaimed, his mouth agape.
"Calm down, Jason, it's just a building." The headphone wearer assured the astronaut, "The party starts in twenty minutes."
In the said time, the rest of the team showed up: Quentin, Kermit, Bajan, Jerome, Dawn, Seto, and Ian.
The mudkip, the frog, the fluffy, and Ssundee didn't need to dress up, as they always wore suits. Dawn wore a dazzling pink dress and had on fancy high-heels. Mitch wore his regular: A red and black checkered hoodie and jeans. Seto had on his sorcerer wear and left his hood down, revealing his messy brown hair.
"It's been awhile, hasn't it guys?" Sky asked from the head of the table, taking a sip from his cup. Many replies surfaced from the group, mostly consisting of, "Yeah, it has," "Time flies...", and "Can somebody pass the ketchup?"
Laughter erupted at the bacca's request, not ceasing to live up to his strange standards of weirdness.
"Some things never change..." The brunette continued after recovering from his laughter.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
When the commander got up and answered it, he was met by two unfamiliar faces. "Excuse me, do I know you?"
The man on the left nodded. "We went on an adventure a few years back, remember?"
"I don't think I do, I think you may have the wrong guy, sorry."
The man on his right leaned over and whispered to the other. "Their memories were erased; ours weren't because we are immortal."
Sky, and the rest of Team Crafted, watched the two men curiously as they spoke to each other in hushed voices.
"Can we restore their memory, or can only the one who erased them do that?"
"We may as well try." Notch assured his friend, and shut his eyes in concentration. Everyone watched intently at the two, especially Notch. The group began to whisper to each other and Sky began to back up.
Notch had begun to glow slightly to the point of everyone shielding their eyes. When the light dimmed down to nothing, the group blinked at the sight of the two Aethians.
Seto felt a smile grow on his face. "Steve!"
The said man couldn't help but return the gesture.
Notch slowly walked in and stood next to the butter lover. "We've come to inform you all of Herobrine. He has lately been active, but even I don't know what he has been doing."
The team stared at the king after his announcement and various questions arose. "Slow down, slow down. I still don't have those answers yet myself."
He couldn't keep the smirk off his face as his smugness practically rolled of him in waves. He all but swaggered as he made his way to his destination. There was barely anyone outside at this time of night and those who were immediately averted their eyes and hurried their way inside. Eyes gleaming, he paused just outside of the giant building in front of him.
He held back the urge to rub his hands together and jump up and down like an excited toddler. This was just perfect. He could almost taste the sweetness of revenge on the tip of his tongue.
Coughing into his hand, he looked around to make sure no one had seen his slight slip of composure. Satisfied, he straightened his back and made sure he had the cockiest grin in place before throwing the doors open with a flick of his wrists. The music and chatter immediately died away as he walked in, hands slowly clapping.
"Well now, what a nice little shindig you guys have going on," he commented, sneering, "hope you don't mind me crashing this little get together."
The man trekked in and shot a glance at the Aethian king before turning his sights to Sky.
"Ah, it's been a while, now hasn't it...Prince Sky?"
The commander stepped away from the man, flabbergasted. "Wh-what do you mean?"
"Honestly, I'd forgotten all about this. Of course, last time we fought is been too distracted to notice. After I'd calmed down some, it occurred to me why you seemed so familiar," Herobrine nodded, seemingly pleased as the others stared wide eyed at his and Sky's conversation. "Don't you remember that you're adopted? Have you ever wondered who your biological parents are?"
The brunette shifted his gaze to the floor, avoiding eye contact with the man. "...What does this have to do with anything?" It was a very sensitive subject for him to talk about. Dawn placed a hand on his shoulder, a gesture of comfort which Sky was grateful for even as Herobrine rolled his eyes at the display of affection.
The man walked closer to Sky and with a flash of magic on Herobrine's part, he lightly tapped on Sky's amulet. The amethyst pendant immediately opened with a responding flash. Inside were two pictures, one on each side, that of a man and a woman. Both wore royal garbs and were smiling; they each wore a crown.
"That's the king and queen of Serendys; or in other words, your parents."
Sky stood still in thought before he continued the conversation. "Serendys? Where's that?"
"Oh, but have you already forgotten?" The man stifled a laugh. "'Tis long gone. It was destroyed in a siege and there were no survivors."
The room fell silent as the man glanced back at the brunette. "...Except you. Your parents sent you away in fear of you being killed and the royal bloodline ending, so you became an orphan; abandoned and honor less."
Sky growled lowly as tears formed in his eyes, hidden by his shades. "Herobrine! Why are you telling me this?!"
A smirk grew on the man's face. "I have awoken the dragon that your ancestor slew long ago. A final taste of revenge, and I shall end as victor this time around!"
"So... You just spawned an enderdragon?" Mitch questioned after a moment of silence. Herobrine glared at him, miffed.
"The enderdragons we have now aren't even the real enderdragons. They're nothing but fake copies made by over zealous scientists. They were made through a combined method of what we think they would look like and the small descriptions left to us by generations long since passed," Herobrine explained, eyes narrowed. "Enderdragons have long since been extinct. Of course, to a being such as I, reincarnating one of the greatest dragons in history is nothing but child's play."
"You're lying. Reincarnating would take a humongous amount of power, and that's to reincarnate a human," Seto spoke out, hands flexing in front of him as if twitching with the need to throw a curse at the man. "Not to mention a being such as an enderdragon would take even more magic due to its size. How do we know you're not just pulling our chains?"
Herobrine scoffed before turning away, heading out the door once more. "You'll come to believe me in due time."
You're tired, oh so tired. Why are you so tired? You don't want to move, you don't want to wake up, you want to just go on sleeping. Sleep is good, it's safe and warm and you forget and you can dream. You bemoan the fact that even as you try to curl up further into the arms of sleep, you're eyes are already opening without your consent.
Something immediately feels off. Something is wrong, what's wrong? You don't know what's wrong and that scares you. Your mouth feels as if it were stuffed to the brim with cotton and your limbs feel packed with lead. It's too hot and too cold at the same time and everything is spinning for a long time. You feel nauseous and dizzy and you're so so tired.
You're in a small clearing. There's nothing but dead grass and weeds surrounding you. The trees growing a little ways away seem to lean away from the area and the night sky gives the place an eerie feel. You're standing on all fours and you're trying to piece together what happened and what's happening. You don't understand anything and everything is off.
It takes you longer than it should have before you realize you're not the only one in the clearing. A man is standing a few feet away from you, eyes steady and judging. Your lip curls up in a snarl and your wings flap awkwardly; they tingle as if you'd slept on them wrong and you can't control them all that much when they feel weird and heavy.
The man lifts up a hand, a smirk on his face. The fins on the side of your face flare out in warning as your eyes widen. His fingertips spark and glow and then something hits you and the odd feeling intensifies although now it's mixed with a blooming pain in your chest that just spreads and spreads. Your eyes burn and you vaguely note that you're screaming and thrashing and you feel so violated. There's something slimy and sinister making its way through your veins and entangling themselves inside you. He hasn't moved a muscle but you feel as if he's sinking his claws into your brain through your eyes and it hurts so much and you just want it to stop please please please it hurts.
When it finally ends you're lying on your side panting and aching and it feels as if you're not even in your body. As if you're a spectator watching the world through this body's eyes. You feel yourself stand and you feel yourself bow low to the man who seems almost giddy in the most malicious of ways. You want to snap at him and burn him, burn him til he screams and begs for mercy. Your body isn't listening to you as the man turns away and does nothing more but crook a finger for you to follow. You don't want to (you're panicking and you don't know what's going on and why why why) but you can do nothing as your body moves of its own accord.
As you leave the clearing, you realize this was the place you died. You feel bitter and sad as you curl up in your own mind as your body follows the man who raised you from the dead.
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HerHiddenSecret: I don't actually have anything to say :P
SSJ2BlazeSG: The Youtubers finally make their appearance! *LoZ item get theme* Did anyone catch those references I threw in?