Jessica was staring at the head on the wall in horror. Jesse was confused as to why. "What did you try to make me do?" she whispered, beginning to shake, "you... you told me... you told me I would be able to get them out... but if they're dead, then..."

"He was trying to kill you." Everyone in the room except for Jessica shuddered at the voice. It was eerie, with it's genderless, emotionless voice that wasn't a voice. "I thought it was necessary."

"You promised that I'd be able to get them back out," Jessica said, her eyes slowly darkening as her face darkened, her hands slowly stopping their shaking and dropping back to her sides. Her teeth gritted. "You were lying, weren't you?"

The Wither was silent.

Jessica glared at the thing, her eyes beginning to fill with tears as a soft growl seemed to fill her throat.

Jesse coughed slightly, making Jessica glance at her. "Hey... uh, what did you mean by getting them back out?"

Jessica glared at Jesse for a moment, making the black-haired girl scoot back a step, before responding, her facial expression slowly relaxing, "the Witherstorm made me a promise... that if I bonded with the Witherstorm, I could get my friends back out once I absorbed their magic."

Jesse knew what Jessica was referring to- one time when they were relaxing, Jesse had asked Ivor what he was reading to make conversation. She'd then been treated to an hour-long lesson about how magic bound every block together, even humans.

And then she remembered another part of that lesson.

"But... that's not possible. Once the magic is absorbed, the block loses its ability to keep its shape, and for humans, it loses the ability to keep it alive. Magic is what keeps us together and alive and what... well, what we call human."

Jessica went still.

Slowly, she turned back to the Witherstorm head, her expression completely blank. "Is this true?"

"No... don't listen to her... she's lying..."

"No, she's not."

Every head in the room snapped to see Lukas frowning, his eyes narrowed in thought as he propped himself up on his elbows. "I know what both of you are referring to, and Jesse- that one," he pointed at Jesse, "she's right. Once the magic has been absorbed from a human, that human loses the ability to live- they become sort of like a spirit. You can hear their dreams and thoughts, but there's no way to get their body back unless frozen, like these people," and he waved at the people frozen in place, suspended in purple crystals, mouth open and eyes glowing purple. "- and you can't gain enough magic if you do that," he added.

Jessica was shaking now, and Jesse nervously stepped back away from the sort-of-possessed-being in front of her, before Jessica whirled away to face the Witherstorm, her shoulders shaking- but from what, Jesse couldn't tell.

"You lied, didn't you?"

The Witherstorm was silent again.

Jessica stared at the Witherstorm, pure loathing in her face. "If I could destroy that damned Command Block, I'd kill you, you-" she proceeded to unleash a flood of names, none of which I am going to repeat.

"But only you know where it is... and you don't have a weapon to defeat it," the Witherstorm said, for once a hint of what seemed like amusement playing into its voice, "and you're hardly going to just trust these 'friends' of yours to defeat it... besides, I'd be able to stop them at all costs. They wouldn't have something strong enough to defeat it, anyway."

"That's what you think."

Jessica turned to look at Jesse slowly, a confused look playing in her eyes.

Jesse's impulses took control, and she walked towards Jessica.

Petra let out a hiss of pain, grabbing at her arm. "Be careful..." the redhead hissed softly.

Jesse slowly came within reach of Jessica. She was a bit surprised to see that the other female, despite being the same person, was technically an inch or so shorter- she must not have hit her growth spurt, yet.

Jesse reversed the sword in her hand and held it out to Jessica in offering.

"Jesse..." Olivia sounded warning... and a bit concerned for the black-haired girl's sanity.

Jessica looked at the glowing, miasmic sword in Jesse's hands, before slowly taking it.

Jesse stood in front of Jessica, totally unarmed.

Jessica stared at the slightly taller female for a moment, before she stepped back, turning away from Jesse, walking towards one of the purple crystal clusters that were on the ceiling. Jessica turned to look at it, and clicked her fingers together. The cluster shattered, a single block falling from the ceiling and landing on the floor, bouncing once before clicking into place, glowing with red, green, purple, pink, gold sparks hovering around it, the Command Block innocuously resting on the floor.

"No... what are you doing?" a hint of fear, almost, crept into the Witherstorm's voice.

Jessica stared at the Witherstorm blankly, before circling around the block and turning to face all of her friends, flicking the sword so that the blade faced downwards, her other hand turning to clasp the handle.

She looked up at all of them slowly, one eye still dead indigo and purple.

Jesse's heart was thudding away in her chest as she and her friends who weren't quite her friends, personality and appearance and almost everything-wise, stared at Jessica.

Jessica raised the blade slowly, the blade hovering two feet above the Command Block.

"No! What are you doing?! Are you really going to believe-"

The Witherstorm never finished what it was planning to say, because at that moment, Jessica's gaze hardened, and she drove the blade down with superhuman force.

Sparks exploded from the Command Block, and an unearthly scream rang out in the room, everyone clutching at their ears in pain as the ghostly wail blasted, shredded at their ears, gravity seeming to lose hold on them all as the Witherstorm and the room inside the Witherstorm fell down towards the earth from its great height, Jesse's feet flying off the floor into the air as they all fell, their screams eclipsed by the horrible sound that was the Witherstorm screaming, screaming in pain and agony and rage and-

And it stopped.

There was an earth-shattering BANG as they hit the ground again, Jesse landing hard on her legs and staggering, falling and landing flat on her back, knocking all the air out of her lungs.

There was a few moments of silence as everyone stared, Jessica staring down at the shattered remains of the Command Block, the sword now dangling limply in her right hand, her right eye bleeding some sort of strange purplish pus, back to green again.

She coughed, one blackened hand slowly travelling up to cover her mouth.

Slowly, she lowered it again, the hand glistening with something dark red and shiny.

Jessica stared at her bloody hand for a moment, faint surprise in her expression, before her knees buckled, and she fell like a puppet that had the strings cut to the floor.

A/N: And, wow, next chapter, this story will be finished. The support I've gotten on this story is... wow.

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