Wither looked at Max in concern. "Are you sure you're okay? I mean, we could go back if you want."

"No. I'm fine. I promise." She smiled at Him. "What was that thing?"

"I don't know. It wasn't created by the Two, or All." He wrung out His wet shirt.

"Huh? How would you know?"

"Everything has a signature on it. Like a certain colour that pertains to the being that created it. All's colour is a mix, green, black, and red. Notch's is just black. Herobrine's is white. And Ender's was purple. I suppose mine would be grey."

"That's weird. What's it like to see the colours?" Max asked curiously as they began to walk in a random direction, still completely soaked.

"It's not weird for me. I've always seen them. And I'll tell you what it's like if you tell me what it's like being an Akroatis." Wither replied.

"I...er. I can't." Max frowned.

"Exactly. And if you want to know what's really weird; you have no colour." He caught Max when she stumbled on a uneven part of the ground. "Carefull. I mean, you have the faint white and black that all Minecrafters have, but even less so. And All's colours are entirely absent."

"Why would I have Its signature?" Max stood up now that she had recovered her bearings.

"Everything has Its signature. It is everything. And signatures travel with in each generation. So if a slime and a magma slime procreated, their child would have the colours of both Ender and Herobrine. All the Gods have All's colours, seeing as we are Its children. So everything we then create, has Its signature." Wither explained.

Max thought for a moment. "Well, maybe it's not that Its colours go from generation to generation, because wouldn't it fade with time? I'm thinking that it's because It inhabits everything. If you remember, Ender said It becomes something as soon as the thing is created. She also said that It made Akroatises by not inhabiting them."

"Your point?" He prompted.

"Perhaps Its signature somehow amplifies the Twos. And with It not inhabiting me," Max shuddered."the signature isn't as strong." A wave of satisfaction washed over her, letting her know that she got it right. "Stop doing that!"

"Stop what?" Wither looked at her confused, then tripped because He wasn't paying attention to where He was going.

"Not you." She held out her hand to pull the God back up onto His feet.

I will never stop. Not even if you wanted Me to. You're stuck with Me forever. All said with glee.

"Unless I die." Max replied. Wither shot her a look, being unused to her speaking with All. A feeling of dread came from everywhere around her.

If you die I will tear off your boyfriend's skin and shove Him into the void, where He will suffer for all eternity. It threatend. Speaking of your boyfriend, why do you speak out loud? You're confusing Him.

Max wasn't sure how to respond to the universe calling Wither her boyfriend, she especially didn't know how to react It's threat, so she answered the one that she knew how to address. "I refuse to honour you with silently speaking. I'd much rather prefer to humiliate you by talking."

Wither's face took on a 'ahh, she's talking to the voices in her head. Better leave her alone" look. He stopped worriedly watching her, and kept His eyes on the narrow path through the greenery to make sure He wouldn't trip again.

Feisty one, aren't ya? I love it when the Akroatis fights back. Granted, you're the first one to do that. But I like it. And you're embarrassing yourself more than I. No matter, do what you will. Max felt It suddenly become alarmed. Stop!

Max stopped in surprise at the shout, and grabbed her head at the small pain the yell had caused. She looked up again at another shout, but this one was more surprise than alarm. "Wither?" He wasn't there.

"Down here." His muffled voice called. Max looked down and saw the edge of a cliff. All had warned Max, but not Wither, so He had fallen. Luckily, He landed on a pile of snow, which He now seemed to be stuck in.

You're welcome. All said smugly.

Max ignored it and called, "Wither! Are you okay?"

He's fine. Begining to freeze, but fine.

"I am really cold." Wither squirmed, attempting, and failing, to free Himself.

"I don't see a way dow-" Max was cut off by some of the snow in the taiga biome raising into the air and forming into a staircase.

Don't say I never do anything for you. All said as Max cautiously put her foot onto the snow to make sure it would hold her weight. What's taking so long? Don't worry, I made sure it could hold even your weight, fatty.

"If you had a head, I would rip it off." Max growled, hoping that evil part of the universe would shut up within the next two years.

You're lucky I like you, mortal. All said this as though It wasn't at all bothered by her comment. But Max could hear the hint of malice in Its voice.

Once Max reached the bottom of the staircase, she realized she could hear muffled yelling, and that Wither hadn't said anything while she decended the the snow. "Wither! All, get it off Him!"

Nope. Ask nicely. Without using your mouth.

"All." Max had been joking earlier, she didn't want to be that violent, but if All had a head, she would tear it off and feed it to the creature that had attacked them.

She really didn't want All to win, but Wither's yells were becoming more and more panicked. Fine. Please release Wither from the snow. Max seethed.

As you wish, Akroatis. The smug voice said as the snow flew into the air and began to fall again, but much gentler than it had going up.

Wither lay where the snow had been seconds before, shivering. Max grabbed Him by the arm, and dragged Him to a small alcove in the cliff face. She quickly lit a fire, and put Wither right next to it, almost turning Him into a human torch.

You know that urge to write I talked about last chapter? I got that today, or yesterday if I post this tomorrow, which would be today? I just confused myself. Love it when that happens. I was tempted to have Max sing a parody of 'Let it go', ("Let Him go! Let Him go! Free Him from the snow!") But realized that would annoy even me if I chose to edit this again.

Please go vote on the poll, I really need to know if my OCs are unbearable and I need to change them.

There are no reviews to reply to. But I guess that's what I get for posting the last chapter at about 10 pm.