A/N: Milestone! Yay. And we're getting pretty close to 5,000 no 6,000 words (that's only a milestone because I need 6,000 words in one story or five-six stories altogether). Anyway let's add a twist to the plot here. After all... It had to happen sooner or later. Now... Wait... What?! No reviews? Am I being trolled? Huh? Oh well. On to the story... No wait I forgot! Hold the Press! I have never realised my mistake until now. IamtheJackal has actually posted a story similar to this. And I have copied it without knowing it. So I'd like to apologise to Jackal. Umm... What was I gonna say? Oh right YouTube! Just an update. I will be doing Minecraft Let's Plays on there. There will be three different types; Modded Single-Player Survival, Legit Single-Player Survival and Cheated Single-Player Survival. I'm not an advocate of cheating really, but I am doing these LPs from my friend's computer and we thought, enrgh why the hell not? So yeah. Now...

The End

EnderDragon's POV

The Endermen had been repairing one of the towers struck down by accident. Now they headed back to the Obsidian Platform that would allow them to teleport back to Endaria, the Birthplace of the Ender. From there they could teleport to basically anywhere. The Endkind was far more sophisticated than Minecrafters believed. For now anyway.

"Look at her fly! She's so graceful and majestic."

The Endermen gazed upon me as I flew into the rift far out of reach. This was also to Endaria. As I approached I felt a strange sense of foreboding. As Endermen were the keeper of knowledge, not all of it as some was destroyed. In fact much was destroyed. As their leader I was the Keeper of Prophecies. However, I only Kept the Prophecies that concerned the Realm of Minecraftia. There are many other Realms, four others to be exact. I usually got this foreboding feeling when part of a Prophecy was fulfilled. I closed my eyes and let my conciousness slip into the warmth of Prophecies. To my great Surprise there was the Wither.

~Sister~

Sister

"Sister."

"What do you want my dear brother. You do realise how much I want to tear you to pieces. You're saved by the fact that your family... Sort of anyway." I growled. We have a huge feud going on at the moment.

"Peace. We are only here to talk. Parley if you wish." His three voices spoke together. It was unnerving listening to it.

"What's the catch? You never do anything like this unless there is a catch involved. Like the time you made me Jell-O but then I had to fix up your Skulls." Don't ask about it.

"No catch. We simply wish for... Information."

A/N: Simple error in this chapter. The Wither is good in this story as well as the EnderDragon. Actually that is not the error. The error is that the Wither actually is supposed to have underlined speech. Do expect to see it fixed in later chapters. I've probably just spoilered just then. But well.

BYE!