Chapter 4

They walked through the antique covered house, so much history in just one home. Derrik's ears filled with a irritating ringing sound. "This is annoying..." Derrik thought. Veronica grabbed her shoulder. "Are you alright?" Derrik asked. "Yeah... just cold.." "Well, do you want my jacket?" "Yeah, I'd be much applied." Derrik handed her his jacket. "Better?" Derrik asked. "Fuck yeah, got my self some swag, bitch." They both stopped talking, realizing how quiet it was. Incredibly creepy. It was as silent as a graveyard. Derrik looked about the shelves, and turned to Veronica and whispered. "Look at this portrait." Veronica turned her head slightly and saw Black and White photos of the man and some pilots, surrounded by Cruisers and Naval Destroyers. "He was in the Navy, like you." "Yeah, only that he was a Pilot." They both stare at the picture a bit. "It's ready!" The man shouted. "We better hurry," Veronica said. They rushed into the kitchen and sat down, for some Pork chops. "So," The man said, walking over to the table with a oven MIT in the left hand, and a spatula in the right. "Tell me how it taste." Derrik felt for the knife, grabbed it, and cut a piece of it and tossed it into his mouth. "This is..." Derrik paused for a moment. "...THE MOST DELICIOUS FOOD I HAVE EVER HAD! Holy Jesus, ARE YOU A MASTER CHEF?" Derrik said, muffled by food. "Hehe, well, it's all in how you cook it... and season it-" The lights flickered above them. "God Dammit!" The man shouted. "I need to get those lights fixed." The man said, sighing. Derrik chews slowly and swallows. "Well," Derrik replies. "Have you you tried replacing the bulb?" "Yeah, but it's apparently the whole house." Derrik puts down his fork. "I could take a gander at it." "Really? That'd be great!" The man said, gradually. "...Yeah, great if I wasn't BLIND. Ask Veronica here, she possible has some experience in machinery." Derrik replied. The man looked at Veronica. "So, do you have-" Veronica interrupts. "As a matter of fact," She explains. "I have experience with wiring. Sorry if I sounded rude. I will take a look at it, immediately." She got out of the chair, picked up a napkin, and tabbed her upper lip. She put the cloth down, and stood at the Kitchen door. "Where do you keep the fuse box?" "It's in the Utility room." She opens the door, and turns to Derrik. "You best be payin' me for this..." She closes the door, and Derrik turns to the man. "You were in the Navy?" The man stops in his place, and turns to Derrik. "Not something I like to talk about." Derrik looks up to the man. "It's alright to talk about it." Derrik stands up. "I was a Navy SEAL. Nothing to be ashamed of-" "Is it shameful if YOUR squad died, it was your fault, and you got discharged for it?" Derrik was surprised at the outburst. "Look, I didn't mean to start trouble." "I'm sorry, I just don't like talking about it." Derrik walked over to the man. It's alright," Derrik says. "I'm almost completely blind." "And how did you you go blind?" Derrik sighs. "A IED Explosion damaged my eyes. Don't know how, but I was still capable of the very little vision I posses now. I got discharged, and was put on to one of the most Elite team of scientist. They sent me to an Underground cavern to find resources to create ability to travel to other dimensions, and-" Veronica walked to the kitchen. "I'm done." The man shook her hand. "Thanks." "Don't sweat it. So Derrik, you ready?" Derrik nodded his head in agreement, and they parted ways from the man.

"What was that about?" Veronica asked. "What was what about?" Derrik replied. "You know... what you were talking about?" They took a turn around a abandoned was house. "Oh, well he kinda got mad about me asking him about being in the navy, so I calmed him down and told him I was in the Navy- the fuck?" Derrik points to a Portal. "What is this?" A Enderman walks out from behind the Portal. "It's a Portal to the Sky Dimension." "The... Sky Dimension?" Derrik replied in confusion. "Yes, other Humans set up sanctuary in these forbidden lands." Veronica gives an awkward gaze. "Other Humans?" The Enderman chuckles. "They are a little like apes. They walk like them, and they are quite intelligent." Derrik leans on his right leg, looking into the portal. "Is there a chance I might be able to go in?" The Enderman gives some thought. He sighs, and looks both directions. "Look," He begins to explain. "I am not allowed to let you in the Sky Dimension., by order of the Shadowking." Derrik sighed. "Come on... why can't we come in?" The Enderman just stood there, silent as death. "Fine then... we will have to keep searching for James." Derrik walked off with Veronica. "Damn. Where are we going to find him?" Veronica gave some thought. "I don't know... Crap, for all we know, he could be underground- that gives me an idea..." Derrik gazes into confusion. "Huh?" "The Raungir are underground. We could go search there." Derrik looks around the Nether. "Where are we going to look? There is only... red sand, and Lava. How are we going to get under?" "Simple." Veronica points to a Ghast. "He will fire a us on sight. All we need to do is get him to hit the ground a few times." "Derrik sighs. "Alright. As long as we can get to them."


Sorry I've been busy, aside writing new chapters I've been working on other fan fictions. Hope you enjoyed the Chapter. And now for the expiation on the "Shadowkin." And the "Raungir."

The Shadowking is the Lord of the Endermen. He is this all powerful being who, next to the Pigmen leader, serves as a care-taker for the Nether.

The Raungir are really just giant moles.