"Max, calm down." Wither told the pacing Minecrafter. After Charlie had been bitten, Max had forced Wither to teleport them to Notch's castle to see if he could be treated. Notch had succeeded in slowing down the affects of the poison, but was unable to stop it completely, so now they were outside the infirmary with Charlie was laying in a bed inside, with the best doctors, and even a God trying to save him, he was still dying slowly.
"Nope." She continued pacing, too restless to sit down.
"What did he tell you?" Wither asked.
"What?" She stopped to look at Him.
"You're all worked up over him. Two days ago and you wouldn't of cared." Wither pointed out.
"Of course I would have cared! That is a person, that I let get hurt!" She threw her hands up in frustration, almost hitting a woman behind her. The lady shot Max a nasty look, which Wither returned. At the sight of the annoyed God the woman rushed away, almost smacking into the stone wall in her hurry to vacate the area.
"Not this much."
She ignored His comment. "It's my fault he was even down there. If I had just-"
"Max," Wither said sternly, "if it's anyone's fault, it's his. He left the mushroom when he knew he could get hurt. I still don't know why you care so much."
She simply watched her feet, not looking at anything. Wither sighed and stood from His perch on a hard wooden chair, He walked over to her and wrapped His arms around her. Whatever was in His stomach was moving again, it moved even more when Max leaned into His embrace.
The hug was slightly awkward, as neither of them had ever really hugged anyone. Max had been raised by her uncle who she didn't see much because of her chores, or he had been out on a business trip, whenever he was home she was mad at him for trying to marry her off (she still didn't understand why he did that). Everyone else had given her a wide berth, for she was dubbed the town's 'crazy insane person who must be avoided at all costs.' And Wither was simply too young to know what a hug was, until that moment. It had felt like something had pushed Him towards Max to comfort her, as though something else wanted to hug her, but couldn't do so for unknown reasons.
Eventually, she pulled away. Wither didn't want her to, but knew that it wasn't the time to start up a awkward conversation about why He wouldn't let her go. That would be difficult to explain, seeing as He also didn't know the answer to that.
"Shall I get you some food?" He asked. One thing He did know, was that food always seemed to cheer her up. She nodded, and gave Him a small smile. His stomach flopped again. He walked away slowly, trying to keep an eye on her from the corner of His eye.
He turned the corner, following the path the woman from earlier had taken, except turning right when she had turned left. Down the hallway He walked, towards the kitchen. His feet tapping on the wooden floors. When He turned another corner, He stopped. Not by choice though, as He had ran right into someone.
"And where are you going?" A voice asked. It spoke the language of Gods, so it wasn't very hard for Wither to guess who it was.
"Max is hungry, I'm getting her some food, Notch." Wither told the older being coldly. They had never really got along. At first it was because Wither reminded Notch of His then-dead brother, Herobrine. Then when Herobrine returned, Wither had turned His castle upside down. And after Max had tried to beat some sense into both of Them, They kept hating each other because They simply didn't know how to feel any different emotion about the other. Wither supposed it had something to do with their roles, Notch being good, and Wither evil, though He wasn't sure He was, He had never felt evil. Would He even know if He was?
"And why can't she get herself food?" Notch replied, also cold. He didn't like Max either, but that may be because the Minecrafter was close to Wither, and Max defended Him violently, as they found out once when she dangled a servant out a window for insulting her friend. That act had made Notch dislike her more.
"Out of my way, Notch." Wither glared. "Max is worried for Charlie."
"Ah, yes. The man you two brought back. Truthfully the only one I wish had come." Max was the only Minecrafter Notch disliked. Even though He respected her. He loved all His precious creations, and would do anything to protect them. So when Wither and Max had brought Charlie with them, Notch's respect for the pair deepened. He still didn't like them, but He wouldn't deny them shelter in His home for thee time being.
Wither fell to pieces and slipped behind the other God. He reformed with His back turned towards Notch. He grinned in satisfaction at the Thump! noise as Notch fell. Wither had tied His shoelaces together while He was dust. He ran down the hallway, His laughter drowning out Notch's foul curses.
He's right you know.
"Hmm?" Max looked up from her pacing at the sudden voice. Strange looks from staff and civilians alike were shot her way.
It wasn't your fault.
"I should have done something. We all saw that thing approach him, I didn't do anything." She walked over to a wall and leaned against it, ignoring the glances. Though it had been years since she had been looked at like that, she was used to it.
If you're going to blame yourself, you should also blame Me. I could have manipulated the dirt to hold it in place.
"I do blame you." Max said. Her eyes traveled upwards and landed on the sorrowful apparition that only she could see. "But not for that." The area around Max slowly vacated. Some leaving silently, as though she would attack if they made any sudden movements, others did the opposite of that and booked it, running as if their lives depended on it.
All was silent, just watching Max with Its hazel eyes. If Max didn't know better, she would say that All was truly there; but it was apparent everyone thought she was talking to the voices inside her mind. Which she actually was. She gave a small snort at that. Maybe she was crazy, maybe All was only a figment of her imagination.
Sensing her inner conflict, All walked over and wrapped a comforting arm around her. She felt Its surprise that she didn't shrug It off. If All was a figment of her imagination, It was good at pretending to be real.
You know I'm real, Max.
That she did, though she sometimes wished she didn't. Life would be much easier if It was a hallucination.
Easier, yes. But also less fun.
What are you doing here? All's Minecrafter form looked up and around, as though it could spot the evil part of Itself in the small crowd of people waiting for their loved ones.
Existing.
"Answer the question." Max said, annoyed with Its snarky comeback. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a man pointing her out to a nurse. He waved his hands frantically, seeming to almost yell at the nurse. The nurse quickly calmed him, and glanced in Max's direction.
Yes, your highness. It mocked her. I'm here because I want to be. And to gloat.
Gloat? About what?
Oh, it's just that I know who Charlie is.
"So do I." Max replied to the open air. The nurse looked at her worriedly, and began to walk over.
It cackled. But do you know of the knowledge locked inside his head? Do you know how he came to be here? Do you know what will save him?
Max felt her breath hitch. Save him? And what knowledge? "What do you mean? Tell me right now."
"Excuse me, miss? Are you okay?" The nurse had approached silently, as though Max was an animal. Her green eyes looked over Max carefully, assessing how much force would be needed to take her down if Max grew violent.
Max stared at the woman, and whispered under her breath.
"I'm sorry, what was that?" The nurse leaned forwards to hear.
"I can kill you with a single word."
The nurse was alarmed for a moment, then scurried off.
Bwahahahahahaha! All's laughter exploded in Max's brain, giving her a small headache. That was priceless! Do it again! She felt Its amusement, and couldn't help feeling some of her own. The look on that woman's face was pretty funny. She let out a chuckle.
That wasn't very nice.
So? It was hilarious!
You may think so. But she is getting security.
Heheh. Even more fun.
"Just tell me how to save Charlie." Max was growing impatient.
Oh, but of course. As soon as you mess up the guards coming to take you to the loony bin.
A glance up revealed two large men walking towards her dressed in dark suits. They were cautious as they neared her, she had scared everyone around her, they didn't know what they were dealing with.
"Ma'am, I'm going to need you to come with me." One said when Ma made it apparent she knew they were approaching her. She gave them an innocent look.
"Whatever for?"
"People are telling us you are bothering them, and talking to yourself."
"What if I am? And I'm quite comfortable right here, thank you very much."
"Ma'am, it would be best if you come peacefully." The man grabbed a sword from his back.
She simply smiled at him. Kreaya appeared just above his head, and fell. The man didn't have a helmet, so it knocked him unconscious. She supposed he would have a very large headache the next day. She looked at the other man, his expression was stricken as he slowly backed off.
"I suggest you run." Max told him. He quickly complied.
Again, laughter rang in Max's head. That was too funny! I hope he brings back more people!
"All, information. Now."
Fine, fine. You're no fun. The cure is in the End. But it looks like time is running out for daddy dearest, you better hurry.
Not my best chapter. But at least the characters had fun. And not the best way to reveal who Charlie is, but at least now you know, if you don't, study what 'evil All' said.
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I've forgotten to do this for so long. I do not own Minecraft or any of its Mods. If anyone believes that, they are greatly mistaken.