Hey my readers!
Yes, I have been butt lazy in writing...I know that I can't really make up for that, but I'll try...
ANYWAY! Reviews!
Leafshine: I won't do ship-fics, although your suggestion is not a M-M or F-F relationship, so its perfectly within my ability to write. And, I try...
LittleMetalChic: Nope! Alicia was just detained for unknown reasons after the fire. (*cough* trying to prove that she was who she said she was *cough*) And, I do try. :)
spyfire2000: Using this!
Ally: No.
TheJelsaShippingDemigod: They almost didn't. Good thing Sky was otherwise occupied...
Wolfsthrope Von Schlieffen: NO SWEARING! And, I honestly had no idea what going though my head either...
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Word Inspiration: Herobrine
He watched the players as they punched trees. He watched as they mined. He watched as they killed the monsters. He watched them. They were not alone, like he was. They were always together, rarely alone.
He had friends like that, once. But, they died, as he lived on. One by one, they traveled to the Heaven for players. He was alone. He couldn't make new friends, because of the rumors that had sprung up about him. That he was the demon of Minecraftia.
But, one day, as he was walking through a forest, he heard a sound. The sound of a young woman singing. His eyes glowed. He followed the sound. A woman sat on a fallen log, singing some unnameable song. Her eyes were gray and blank. With a start, He realized that she was blind. He crept closer, still listening to her song.
But then, he stepped on a branch. It brook with a crack. The woman stopped singing. "Who is there?" She asked, her eyes still looking blankly forward.
He cleared his throat, hoping that his voice wasn't raspy from long un-use. "A friend, melodi." He said, calling her a 'melody'.
"You are quite kind, good friend. But, have you heard that the demon Herobrine wanders these woods?" She asked.
He swallowed, "No, I had not. Why are you here, if you know Herobrine is near?"
The woman smiled. "I wish to bring him a bit of life before I go. Even a demon needs to see light." She said, wisely.
He smiled, despite himself. "What if you were told that he was standing quite close, watching your every move?"
"Then, I would sing again. And, bring hope and joy to the demon." The woman said.
"Then sing, melodi. Let the light melt the demon's heart." He said.
The woman smiled, then she began to sing again.
As the song drifted around the clearing, He listened. The smile never left his face. He was in love.
When the song drew to a close, He asked, tentatively, "Would you like me to escort you home?"
The woman frowned. "I have no home. I am useless to the other players, for I can't see. I can't farm, nor mine or craft. I am alone."
"We are both alone," He said, quietly.
He extended a hand, an urge to touch her had grown inside of him as she had sang. His fingers gently brushed against ice cold skin, and snagged in long blonde unbrushed waves.
She was not fully alive. But, she was alive to him.
"What...what were you called?" He asked, timidly.
The woman's eyes cleared for a moment and she looked into His glowing white ones with now ruby colored eyes. She smiled as she said, "They called me Night."
Then, her eyes clouded over again. She began to crumple.
He caught her as she fell off the log. Her eyes drifted shut. "Good life, my demon." She whispered, drawing her final breath.
He wept. The love he had long desired was gone in a few short minutes. He wept for Her. They would never be together again. She was now an Angel, and He the Demon.
He buried her body in the clearing. Then, he left. Broken, but angry at the world.
Many years later, a small group of adventurers stumbled across a clearing in the middle of the Haunted Wood. In the center, lit by a ray of sunshine was a grave.
Engraved upon it was a few simple words.
'Here lies The Beloved Night of The Demon. Her song will never again light the heart of The Herobrine.'
The leader of the adventurers removed her hood, exposing her long blond hair, and ruby colored eyes. The cloak dropped behind her, exposing the crystalline white angel wings folded against her back. "Beloved!" She called. "I have returned!"
The only sound was the rushing of the wind through the trees.
The woman's head lowered and a tear glittered on her cheek. She refastened her cloak, then prepared to leave with her comrades.
Unnoticed to all, another grave stood in the clearing. It stood in shadows, so it was quite inconspicuous.
The words upon the grave were: 'Here lies The Demon, Herobrine. Died of a broken heart, Mourning for his Night.'
As the woman left, a pair of eyes opened in the darkness. They glowed an unearthly white.
"I am alive." A gentle breeze whispered through the trees.
Ha! What do you all thing of that!?
Yeah, I shouldn't be like that...*smacks self*
ANYWAY! What did you all think of it? I would love to make a sequel or Part Two of this. I just need a let know, whether or not you guys enjoyed it.
SO! Leave a comment, with your thoughts on this story and a suggestion or two. I will not be writing ship-fics (unless, I dream them up), so don't ask.
Also! I have a new poll on my profile, asking what sort of FanFiction story you guys would like to see next.
And! Shoutout to LittleMetalChic, the original Author of Night, who I used in this story! You are awesome girl! *e-fistbump*
Until next time! *vanishes in ender particles*
*an ender mite spawns*
*reappears* *kills ender mite*
*vanishes in ender particles again*