Hey ya'll, it's Ender! I hope you're having a great day, and I hope to make it even better with this new chapter! This chapter has 1,245 words. NOTE: I do NOT own Mianite, Minecraft, any YouTubers mentioned and really, I only own this story.
Chapter 4
Matt gasped out more tears, slumping down with his back against the wall. He had been crying ever since his and Phil's argument.
Matt stared into nothing, hands trembling. He hated to think that what Phil said was true, but he just couldn't convince himself of that anymore. Did he really not deserve to be a wizard? Did the other wizards think that too? Maybe.
Matt shuddered violently, closing his eyes. He heard someone stop outside his room and try to open the door to no avail. The first thing Matt had done upon arriving in his room was place a locking spell over the door.
"Matt?" Wag's worried voice drifted from the hallway outside. "Matt, are you in there?"
"Go away," Matt called, his voice shaky. "Please, go away."
"What's wrong? Can you let me in?" Wag tried to open the door again but it stayed firmly locked.
"No!" Matt flinched. "Stay away! St – stay away from me!"
"Matt!" Wag raised his voice, starting to pound the door as if to break it down by force. "What are you doing in there? Please, just let me in!"
"No!" Matt screamed, tears blurring his eyes. "No one wants me! Just go away!"
Wag ceased pounding on the door for a few seconds as he processed what Matt had just said. Matt took that opportunity and clambered to his feet, stumbling over to the other side of the room. He gingerly took out his wand and pointed it at his chest.
"Viskas, aš stoviu už, kankina toli, visi, kad aš rūpintis, patenka šiandien," Matt whispered, holding back a sob. If Phil had said that he didn't deserve to be a wizard, then so be it. Matt knew that this would be the last spell he'd ever perform.
There was a horrible ripping sensation that felt like something was tearing his heart out of his chest. Matt screamed, nearly collapsing from the wave of pain that washed over him. It hurt so much…
"Matt!" Wag yelled from outside, his voice edged with panic. "Matt, let me in! Open the door!"
Matt ignored Wag and staggered over to his bed, the magical lights on the ceiling dimming before eventually flickering out. He collapsed onto his bed, chest heaving as he struggled to breathe.
"Matt!" Wag burst into the room, the enchantment over the door fading into nothing as the last of Matt's magical abilities drained away, as well as the pain. The wizard rushed over to Matt, his eyes wide with fear.
"What did you do?" Wag cried. "What happened to your armour?"
Matt lifted his head slowly, feeling unusually weak and exposed. He glanced at his arms, which were no longer shielded with the thick metal plating that had protected them for so long. Matt blinked back more tears as he realized all the rest of his armour had vanished, leaving him in nothing but a dark blue T-shirt and faded jeans.
"Matt?" Wag whispered? "Oh Notch, your – your eyes…"
Matt felt panic seize his heart and he lurched to his feet, stumbling over to a mirror hanging from the wall. His reflection stared back at him, all his horror perfectly duplicated in the glass.
Matt's normally solid yellow eyes had faded to dark hazel, human, eyes. He appeared unusually exhausted, tousled light ginger hair hanging in his face. Matt noticed he was still holding his wand but when he looked at the dark oak and gold stick, it crumbled to ashes.
Matt turned around and stared at Wag, tears brimming in his eyes. Wag was watching him in horror, frozen in place.
"I'm not a wizard anymore," Matt choked out. "I'm a mortal now."
"Why'd you do it?" Wag whispered, his voice barely audible. "Why did you remove your powers?"
"I – I wasn't thinking," Matt murmured. "Phil told me he – he hated me and that I didn't deserve to be a wizard."
"What?" Wag cried, shocked. "Phil said what?"
Matt flinched. He didn't want to talk about it. Unfortunately, Wag wasn't willing to let the matter slide.
"Why would he say that?" Wag pressed. "What happened?"
"We – we had an argument," Matt stared down at his feet. "And Phil was already mad at me for being so protective of him. I – I can't help it. He's my brother for Notch's sake."
Wag was silent for a long while after but he wrapped his arm around Matt's shoulders as a gesture of comfort.
Matt couldn't hold it back anymore. He completely broke down, crying and burying his face in Wag's soft robes. Wag glanced at him sadly and wrapped his heartbroken friend up in a tight hug, steering him back over to his bed to sit down.
Matt remembered all the times he and Phil had promised that they would always be there for each other. They had promised to always help each other with any problems they might have. And they had promised to always care for each other.
But Phil had cast that promise aside the moment he had snapped at Matt. He had left instead the deep, dark hurt of betrayal.
And it had broken Matt to pieces.
Finally, Matt pulled himself together. He stood up, drawing in deep, shuddering breaths as he tried to wrap his head around the reality of what he had done.
He no longer had any powers. Teleporting, the ability to fly, summoning, all of that – gone. His wand was gone. His neutrality with mobs was gone.
And his only gift from Lady Khione – his armour. Well, that was gone now too.
"Matt?" Wag asked softly, interrupting his thoughts. "You do realize that – that since you're mortal now, you can – can die?"
Matt suddenly felt as though his heart had stopped. He hadn't even considered that factor until now, but yes. He was no longer timelessly immortal like before. He could be killed, or perhaps if he survived long enough, which seemed unlikely, he would grow old and die that way.
No matter what, Matt would never be able to escape death.
"Help me," Matt choked, staring at Wag. "I – I wasn't thinking when I did it. Please, help me."
"Of course," Wag promised, standing up. "Maybe there's a way to -"
"No!" Matt surprised himself by protesting. Wag stared at him, shock evident in his eyes. "I mean, please, by all means continue helping me but I just – I don't know if I want to be a wizard again. Maybe Phil was right."
"No," Wag said forcefully, narrowing his eyes. "Phil was wrong. You do deserve to be a wizard. You deserve it more than any of us, considering what you've been through."
Matt gave Wag a small, sad smile. "It seems a bit late now to take back what I've done. And I seriously doubt there's a way to reverse it."
"There has to be!" Wag blinked, a note of desperation beginning to creep into his voice. "Surely you can't stay mortal forever!"
Matt smirked. "I like how you're panicking over this situation more than I am. And yes, I can deal with being a mortal until I die." Matt's tone suddenly sobered, "Because if Phil doesn't want me around, then there's no need to stay around."
"Stop," Wag closed his eyes, shuddering. "Please stop thinking that way."
"Well you better get used to it," Matt sighed. "Because I have a feeling that I'm going to be thinking like that for a long, long time."
MATT! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?! *cries*
Random Observation: I was debating on what colour Matt's eyes should turn... so I threw together a quick chart of what everyone in Mianite's eye colour was, just to see if there was a pattern or if I should go for something completely different. Almost everyone had brown eyes, so I was left to decide blue, green, or hazel. Blue didn't seem like it would make sense and Sonja's MC skin already had green eyes so I decided on a dark hazel (Like mine!). Yeah. Just something random that only I would actually care about. XD
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DiamondScribe: I've made a checklist of things I'm going to bring up for the Mianite stream! I am so hYYped! XD And did you enjoy Matt's story?
