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 1,290 words. This story has 12,675 words. NOTE: I do NOT own Mianite, Minecraft, any YouTubers mentioned and really, I only own this story.

Chapter 10

Matt coughed, sand catching in his throat. He rolled over onto his stomach, retching as he tried to dispel more sand.

"Matt! Thank Notch!" A familiar voice cried out next to Matt and he flinched, closing his eyes. He didn't want to talk with anyone. It hurt too much to speak.

"Matt?" The voice grew concerned and Matt struggled to keep his eyes closed. The voice sounded so familiar, but it couldn't be who he was thinking. "Can you speak?"

Matt coughed again, spitting out more sand. Geez, how much sand had he swallowed?

"Matt, look at me," The voice demanded. Matt shook his head weakly, keeping his eyes tightly shut. "Matt! Please! Look, I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry for what I said. I didn't mean any of it. Just please, please, talk to me."

Matt slowly opened his eyes, blinking back more sand. It was well past dusk now and the air had cooled considerably. Darkness shrouded the land and Matt blinked again, letting his eyes adjust to the light.

There was Phil, his mask thrown aside as he kneeled next to Matt. Quicksand coated his arms and his light brown hair was curlier than usual, like he had been running his hands through it like he did when he was nervous. His bright red eyes were wide and searching as he stared at Matt, and he gasped, his eyes filling with shock.

"Matt," Phil whispered. "Your – your eyes. They're – yellow again."

That's impossible, Matt wanted to protest, but when he tried to speak, all that came out of his mouth was a hoarse choking noise. Matt's heart sank and his gaze fell, staring down at the sand he was currently sitting on.

"Matt, look at me," Phil pleaded. "Your eyes really are yellow again. I don't know why, or how."

That doesn't matter, Matt tried to convey what he wanted to say with a glare at Phil. His brother seemed to understand and turned his own stare to the ground beneath his feet.

"Listen, I'm just trying to help," Phil's voice came out as sort of a choked sob. "I didn't want you to die – I never have. You weren't breathing, Matt. I was just trying to save your life."

I thought you hated me, Matt stared at Phil in confusion. Why would Phil want to save him? If he had said that he wanted Matt dead, then why bring him back from the brink of death?

"I was wrong," Phil guessed Matt's thoughts and shrugged. "And I've never been more wrong in my life. You're my brother. We made a promise to always be there for each other and I could never fully understand that. Now I do, and it's time for me to uphold my end of the promise and be there for you."

"Stop… being… sentimental." Matt rasped. He smiled, beginning to feel better. "Simple… apology… good… enough."

Phil laughed; an honest-to-goodness, humour-filled laugh. "Then I'm sorry," He apologized, dipping his head sincerely, although the lightness in his eyes took the edge off the sincerity.

Matt grinned back, brushing some more sand off his arms. Then he blinked, feeling something quite heavy and cold settle over his back and shoulders. He turned to look, but as he did so, the feeling descended over his arms and legs as well. Phil gasped and scrambled backwards, staring at Matt in complete and utter shock.

"What -" Matt yelped, blinking as a helmet seemed to slip on over his head. The heavy feeling encircled his whole body and as it did so, it seemed to grow less cold. There was a barely audible sigh carried on the breeze and a familiar dark oak-and-gold wand appeared in Matt's now-armoured hand.

"Matt?" Phil called hesitantly, frozen in place. Matt responded with a faint grin as he realized what must have happened.

"Phil," He began, his smile growing. "Did you possibly use the 'return to what you were before, be you reigning, be you fell' spell to bring me back from the brink of death?"

"Yes?" Phil said it almost as a question, still clearly confused. "What does that have to do with anything – oh…"

"And the realization hits!" Matt laughed. "I'm so glad I almost died now! Thank you very much!"

"No need to be sarcastic now," Phil frowned, half-offended. "I could reverse the spell just as easily as I enacted it."

"No you couldn't. Because I'm a wizard again!" Matt crowed. "And for crying out loud, Phil, do you really believe I would think you're serious?"

"Not really," Phil admitted, his shoulders slumping as though he was legitimately disappointed. Matt smirked though, because he knew that Phil was just as excited as he was – he was just better at controlling his excitement.

"Ah, come on," Matt grinned, standing up. Strength poured back into his muscles and the weight of the armour eased off, shifting as Matt moved around. "Now we can have build-offs again!"

"You really forgive me?" Phil asked disbelievingly, standing up as well. "Just like that?"

"I could hold a grudge against you for the rest of eternity, if you prefer," Matt shrugged. "Though I like this forgetting-this-whole-thing-ever-happened scenario more than slightly better."

"True," Phil smiled, slipping his mask on over his head. It hid his messy hair and then only part of Phil's face that Matt could see was his eyes, glowing faintly in the darkened night.

"Now," Matt took a deep breath and jumped up into the air. He almost started to fall back to the ground but came to a sudden halt, floating just a few inches above the ground. "I can fly again, so that's good. You coming back with me to the HQ or not? I bet Wag and Tom are worried to death right about now – we've been gone for hours."

"Yeah, I'm ready," Phil joined Matt up in the air and they both slowly rose a couple more feet off the ground. "What will we tell the others about this – ordeal?"

"How about we just say that you did some super badass spell that ended up bringing back my wizard powers?" Matt smirked, remembering Heska and how she saw wizard magic. Phil laughed, also remembering their ally from long ago. He shook his head in mock despair as Matt continued, "And you can't argue against this situation either because it ended well this time."

"I suppose you're right," Phil sighed, seemingly not at all put off. "So come on, Matt. Let's go home."

"Agreed," Matt nodded and flew up a little higher before speeding off back in the direction of the HQ with Phil close behind.

But what neither of them saw as they flew away was a large, glowing portal appear in the sky. It shimmered with a darkness blacker than night and faint purple particles flew out of it. A long silver claw appeared around the rim of the pale-stoned portal, with a black, scaly leg following it. The rest of the dragon slowly appeared from the portal, its dark scales gleaming. Its large purple wings flared out, throwing more particles into the night sky.

The dragon roared, a wordless noise heralding that something bad would follow. Gleaming dark purple eyes snapped open and the dragon bared its fangs, looking around this new world.

'It's time,' the dragon growled, its voice deep and raspy. 'It's time for my revenge.'

And with a flick of its tail, the dragon smashed the portal to bits, destroying any evidence of its entry into the Overworld. It lifted up into the air, its wings cutting through the air with heavy beats. The dragon glanced around one more time before giving a final roar and flying off into the starry night.

Yay! FF was able to get its act together so I could post this chapter! But what's this? A cliffhanger that will lead into the next story! GAH! SO MUCH SUSPENSE! I CAN'T HANDLE IT! XD

Random Observation: I'm sorry... well... maybe not... #WaglingTom #NoRegrets #WhatWasIThinking #Nextstoryinaweek

FyreUK Video of the Day: Minecraft Modventures - Season 3 : Episode 48 (Yogscast Complete Pack) or watch?v=FpnB2Yihdnw (Because it's so hilarious! I die laughing every time!)

Whispstar: Aye! Thank ye, matey!

DiamondScribe: Meh, it probably won't matter too much to you. I know I'm gonna be upset for days after, though... and I hope you had a good time!

Redpikmanred: Oh, I built it, but it was very troublesome. And then I built Tucker and Phil's characters one block too low so I had to fix THAT.

RusYRP: It won't be out until the end of this month though, sadly. :P But there is one more book, so there's still hope! And the ending for it is possibly the best ever! I've had the ending in mind since about November last year, I kid you not! :D

ironhideandratchet4ever: What can I say? I'm just here to Storm your Sand... whatever that means. XD