Author's Note:
I got bored..., so, now I end up writing another chapter...
Disclaimer: I don't own Minecraft.
Chapter 2:
Damn you, Lia!
"Good choice, my king," admitted an enderman.
"Yes... yes... now, maybe now, the Wither will finally understand the knowledge here at The End," said a dragon of a deep dark color. "That fool driving skeletons into his army! That creature... thinking they are the greatest!"
The enderman nodded.
"My king, the three creepers need help finding out who they truly are!" The enderman sighed. "Why isn't that simple enough? I asked you that yesterday! Please!"
"Humph! Tensha! You will do as I command, am I right?" asked the dragon.
"Yes! Of course!" replied the enderman with shock. "I would follow any of your commands!"
"Then, you have sent the messenger to tell Master Creeper of the prophecy that will save the Creeper race from becoming... a popular hostile mob race?" asked the dragon. The enderman nodded.
"Yes! I have! Y-Your wish is my command sir!" stammered the enderman. Obviously, this dragon was ferocious.
"Good, Tensha, the creepers, they have the power... right?" asked the dragon. The enderman nodded. "Then, all you have to do, is help awaken their power! You don't need to help them figure out their elements... they will do it themselves... By then, my old enemy, the Wither, will finally see the knowledge and skill we have... finally... we can show him!"
"Hey, Fisma! Hey!" called a familiar voice. Fisma turned around, confused.
"What's wrong, Lia?" asked Fisma. Lia came and coughed.
"F-Fisma! Have you seen Tesmo?" asked Lia. Fisma shook his head.
"No, hey he wasn't even at school today!" Fisma shivered. "That prophecy, probably drove him to reading about stuff at the library... I can't stand that evil place!"
Fisma hated the library. He hated reading. An average creeper you might say.
"Come on Fisma! Let's go find Tesmo!" hissed Lia. Hissing might sound like bad news or something a cat might do, but it's actually normal around these creepy parts! See what did there? HA HA HAH HA! Oh, sorry, god, I have to stop making those terrible jokes! Don't even know how I can laugh! *cough* *cough*
"I'm not going!" protested Fisma. "You know how much I hate the library! I don't have any idea how Tesmo can handle that!"
"Too bad! You're going anyways!" Lia commanded. She laughed a crazy laugh to me. "Unless... you want a piece of me of course," she said evilly. Fisma panicked. Not a good way to enjoy a day! Fisma started running with his green feet. Hissing, he took a turn. Fine! If I have to, I'll go to the library.
Damn you Lia!
I'm a little lazy right now, sorry it was incredibly short. Don't worry, most of my other chapters are longer and better. This was just for the sake of killing time. Got bored, did this. Stuff happens!
So yeah!