Author Note:

Alright, to be fair, I said it wouldn't take me a whole week. I didn't specify whether it would take more or less time. Hehehe. No seriously, my bad. I knew what I wanted to write, I usually do. I just, couldn't find the motivation... I've probably started writing over a hundred different stories, all insanely different from the last. Some of them are a single page long, others, over fifty. But in my whooooole life, I've only ever finished two. (But the first one doesn't count because I was twelve. And to be honest, the second one was an English task.)

So yeah, lack of motivation killed SylentDoom.

Oh actually, that reminds me. I created a Deviant Art account! That's right, search up SylentDoom and you'll be able to see all of the fan art we have! Whoop! Some of it I've had to put a mature content label on, so you'll have to log in. But I think there's at least one that should be available to everyone.

Anyway, a bit of a filler chapter, not gonna lie. But I tried my best.

Enjoy.

"You're tone deaf."

I flew from my monitor, crashing downwards and landing awkwardly atop of Isaac, who was atop of Zoe, who in turn was atop of Amber. The trio complained loudly as I collided. Rolling onto the floor, I stared up at the roof. How long had I been gone? Three, four days?

Finally, I was home…

Jolting upright, I ran out of the room and into the hallway. "Key!"

The house was just how I had left it, eerily so. Quickly descending the stairs I made my way into the living room, which help no occupants. After that, the kitchen, which revealed the same. Where were they? That same chilling thought echoed at the back of my mind, but I couldn't consider it for even a second. They had to be alive…

"David?"

Amber distracted me from my crazed state as I looked up to see her. She seemed sceptical as she examined the house from the top of the stairs. I sighed, now was not the time to worry. If they're not here now, eventually they will turn up on their own. But the trio that I had brought into this world must be at least a little uneasy about the major contrast in scenery.

Putting aside my search for the moment, I walked up the stairs and faced her as she continued her inspection. "Welcome to Earth." Her wandering gaze met mine as she considered the words. "This is where I live, usually."

"Oh… It's big."

I smiled. Compared to the shed we had been living in, it was gigantic. "Let me show you around." Zoe's head popped around the corner of my doorframe, Isaac followed. They were still on edge, you couldn't blame them really… "Don't worry, its safe h-"

A grim pop resonated around the room.

Sadly, I instantly recognised that it wasn't the Endergirl. The expressions of the three that stood before me instantly turned to those of fright. A piercing whistle announced the downfall of a blade. Without thinking, I threw myself towards the wall. The giant metal scythe hit the ground, splinters flying in every direction as the floorboards that lay beneath shattered. I spun to face the enemy. The instant I saw him, I felt both relieved and terrified. They may look identical, but this hybrid was the same one that had pushed me into that god forsaken world. I wasn't sure how I knew… But there was not a single speck of doubt.

Amber recovered from the initial shock first, hardly a second passing before her curved blade extended from her arm. Pushing forwards, she swung while the beasts defence was down.

Pop. It appeared at the end of the hall, and rushed towards us with astonishing speed. Regaining my strength, I stood in front of Amber, starring down the oncoming force as I reached over my shoulder. A sharp ring echoed through my ears as the long gunmetal blade slid from its sheath. Time seemed to slow… I dropped, my right foot back, along with my sword. My left side faced the incoming assailant, my hand splayed to block any blunt attacks.

It was odd… I had never taken this stance before, and I was sure it was full of openings. But it felt… Natural. I smirked as I realised what I was doing. Just how I had stood between Key and the last hybrid, I did now with Amber. The only difference was…

I didn't plan on dying.

"Cover me."

The mob behind me sheathed her short sword without a second thought, drawing her bow and notching an arrow faster than I thought possible. Nothing less from a skeleton.

I sprung forwards, sprinting as fast as my legs would take me. The target neared. His intimidating weapon swept to the side, preparing to slice me in two. I bounded towards the wall, planting one foot and pushing upwards as his actions accelerated. I narrowly sailed over the grim reapers blade and instead pummelled a firm kick into his face.

Pop. He was gone… My mind spun into overdrive. Where, where was he? If I were going to teleport, where would I…

My thoughts quickly returned to Amber's skill in foreseeing the Endermen's movements. It was just a hunch, but maybe… I rotated as soon as I hit the floor and Jumped into the air again, pulling my sword high above my head, the tip facing the earth.

A split second of silence passed. Just as I had predicted, the demonic hybrid appeared underneath me. Even with its ungodly speed, there was no time for him to dodge. My sword pierced into his chest. As I fell, it plunged deeper, until I landed on top of him. The body slumped, the motionless eyes turning a colour even more lifeless than they were before.

It wasn't long before the defeated form began to tremble, slowly dwindling into a pile of ash. I hovered over the remains, breathing heavily from the sudden exertion. The whole scenario was over in a matter of seconds. But that fact was far from my mind. If the hybrid was still here, that meant it hadn't yet accomplished what it had set out to do… Which means…

Perspective Change: Raven

Kori did not think like anyone else.

His thoughts seemed jumbled and uncoordinated, often trailing from one to the next without any relevance whatsoever. I did not understand him in the least. And yet somehow, the cheerful Endergirl that walked next to him managed to maintain the disjointed conversation. Their minds seemed almost in sync with one another, coming to the same conclusions and discussing them with extensive knowledge. The topics ranged from advanced physics to what butterflies would look like if they were made from butter.

It was the most I had seen Key talk in the short period that I had known her, and she was insanely smart. Cute and quite most of the time… But Kori had somehow bypassed the barrier of silence, encouraging her through some unknown method to consider and comment on whatever they discussed. She still managed to retain her cuteness though, trailing off on her sentences when she got distracted, beaming when he concurred with her points and tugging on her hood whenever she became shy.

I envied her connection a bit. To have someone that completely understood you must be nice… I smirked. Then again, it would also be extremely annoying.

The narrow street that we walked down seemed prosperous despite its lack of any visible greenery. It wasn't a shortage of plant life, for large trees of numerous verities stood proudly on either side, it was simply a deficiency of leaves. Winter would soon descend upon the small city, the trees already knew that.

Perhaps that wasn't the only thing they knew…

I grabbed at the back of Keys baggy black hoodie. She gave a small yelp as she was stopped, mid step. The girl looked at her surroundings for the first time since we had begun our stroll and soon realised why I had brought her to a halt.

She turned to her new friend, not meeting his gaze, but staring instead at her feet. "Th- Thanks for the ice cream…"

He tilted his head to the side. "You can buy it next time."

The Endergirl looked up at him, an unbelievably adorable smile playing out on her face. "Mm!"

His cheeks flushed and he smiled back a little shyly before looking over his shoulder at me. I nodded a farewell and he soon departed, walking off down the street, obviously lost, but not seeming to care. We watched him fade into the distance.

I glanced at Key with a grin. "You guys really hit it off there huh?" Her only response was a light blush and an averted gaze. It would seem she had returned to her usual, shy self. I couldn't help but laugh. "Come on."

I nudged her towards the house in front of us. It was unnecessarily large considering that only one person resided within it most of the time, but I suppose it wasn't necessarily a bad thing. Better than my apartment anyway… Ascending the small flight of steps and approaching the door, I stepped in front of my friend and twisted it open.

As my eyes adjusted to the subtle change of light, I instantly sensed the presence of more than one other person… Their forms lay haphazardly around the house, two at the top of the stairs, another strewn across the sofa and the last… On the roof?

Four pairs of eyes focused on us almost simultaneous, each set reacting differently. Key pulled a little closer to me, holding lightly onto my shoulders and struggling to hide her tall figure behind mine. The first pair of eyes were crimson red and stared at us with an open curiosity. The next were a shining silver, examining and assessing us for one false movement. A dark green, from the living room, challenging, as if seeking a fight. And lastly, a familiar ocean blue.

David practically ran down the stairs as soon as he laid eyes upon us. I could barely recognise what was going on before his arms were wrapped around us both. His arms… Something was different… I lightly pushed him away and examined the boy before us.

Completely focused on the task, I prodded him with my index finger. His shoulders, had broadened. His arms, more masculine. His usual pitch black hair had gone just a few shades lighter. But most impressively, his eyes no longer ticked like clockwork, estimating and calculating everything around him. Now they were more… Free.

"Explain." I ordered, neutral.

He smiled, for some reason he was almost overjoyed to see us. "I'll make some coffee."

"And then you walked in." He finished, as if everything he had just said was completely normal.

We sat around the dining room table, the glass pane supported six different mugs, two of them remained close to full. Despite David's explanation, I was still a little sceptical of the three mobs who inspected every detail around them. Four hybrids? Surely it couldn't be a coincidence…

Still, something in David's story had been throwing me off the whole time he spent telling it. Three and a half days… "David." He looked up from his now depleted mug to me. "What's the date?"

I could see his eyes click into that old rhythm for the split second it took him to calculate the answer. "The twenty nin-"

I cut him off. "Twenty fifth."

He squinted a little at the fact. "Twenty fifth…" A moment passed as everyone in the room considered the numbers. "How long does a full Minecraft day last?"

"Twenty minutes." I replied, a little confused.

"So what felt like almost four days… Was just over an hour here."

It was so obvious once he had said it, but was that even possible? I glanced briefly at the hybrids that surrounded us. I suppose 'possibility' was a term that needed to be redefined…

Perspective Change: The Unnamed Servant

"So, who did you send?" The despicable demon asked from her newly crafted perch.

This thrown, appeared to be more curved, extravagant and apparently comfy than the last. It would seem that tyranny and negative reinforcement could achieve something after all.

I tried to avoid taking too long in my answer. "The spider."

She smirked, giggling a little. It made me sick. "The young one? Now that will be interesting… What do you think he'll do next?"

Considering what I knew of the boy, I spoke the truth. "He'll attempt to keep them close by, so that they'll be easier to protect. However…"

I accidently trailed off in my response, prompting a strained query from the blonde devil. "However?"

"I don't think he'll make any progress on his own."

"Well that's hardly any fun." The woman let go an exasperatingly bored sigh as she squirmed, throwing her legs up into the air and staring at her bare feet. "Give them a challenge… Just keep putting on pressure until they have to do something."

The deadly smirk that proceeded her order did nothing but disgust me further. Her sick little games. Forcing kids to run around like lambs to the slaughter…

"As you wish."

Perspective Change: David

I hummed as I prepared the nights meal. It was an odd little tune, throwing this way and that without any real rhythm, but it was mildly entertaining none the less.

The pasta was boiling, the sauce was bubbling in its pan… I enjoyed cooking. When my mother had departed on the first few occasions, leaving me on my own, I simply averted to fast food and snacks. But as time wore on, I guess I just wanted something fresh. It started with meals that I had always wanted to try, mostly things that I saw in anime. But after that, it kind of just turned into creating whatever I felt like eating at the time.

"You're tone deaf."

I jumped as Amber suddenly appeared behind me. For a skeleton, she was surprisingly quiet. "Like you can do better." I replied, turning back to the stove. It was easy enough to imagine her perusing her lips at my retort behind me. A few seconds of silence passed, only the faint hiss of the ingredients audible.

"David?"

"Mmm?"

"Can you do me a favour?"

Turning to face her, my response was short. "Sure."

The skeleton became dead serious as she spoke. "Stop saving me."

I smiled back before returning to the task at hand. "Not in a million years."

"I hate you." She muttered, despite the smallest amount of colour seeping into her voice.

"I know."

Author Note:

Ehhh? Le plot thickens. Although, I want to spend the next few chapters developing the "love interest" as you guys have been calling it. Who will it be? Key? Amber? Raven? ... Zoe? Get your votes in now.

Oh and heads up, more reviews = more motivation = less time watching anime = less time taken to post a new chapter.

UNLESS SEASON THREE OF HIGH SCHOOL DXD IS RELEASED. IN WHICH CASE, THERE IS NO HOPE.

*Ahem* I mean, pffffft, I'm not an otaku.

Thank you again for your continued support, especially Vicchavez. I promise more interesting chapters in the future. Now, I'm off to clean the kitchen and make omurice. You guys, get some sleep. Night all.

- Sylent