((Just a quick look at what some other people are doing. This'll become important in time.))
Deadbeat Pseudo
Chapter 4
Elsewhere
She's everywhere, everywhere I go there's that same damn masked face taunting me.
Whoever she is, no matter why she's had it out for me since I first got here, I know she's just going to be one step ahead of me again. Like as always.
Hell, even my other side's scared of her. Why wouldn't he be?
I've seen her in action too many times, a whirling dervish of destruction is the best way to describe her. She wants you dead, you're dead. Game over.
Except for me, it seems. Somehow, some way, I survive. Maybe it's my other side that's helping me out? Hell if I know.
All I know is that I've just got to keep moving, because if I stop, even once, she'll be able to ambush me.
And then?
Then everything I do to try and survive will go to waste.
It's always freaking cold, even if I'm in the desert. Maybe it's because I'm a, quote, "evil corruption of one already wicked", end quote? Hah, maybe.
Probably not. It's probably just my genetics speaking, seeing as I'm fairly sure I'm cold-blooded.
I turn around and survey these surroundings again. Plenty of zombies, creepers, and skeletons around, a couple of Endermen and spiders too. Perfect.
I don't ask for much other than this. It's really quite easy to survive if you're someone like me, actually.
There aren't any Players around, so I go ahead and take out my prized possession.
What it is isn't exactly known to me, but I'd call it a core piece. A piece of the core from the monster that made me, something that holds powers grand and boosts what neat things I can already do.
A green-tinted meteor streaks through the sky and slams into the ground near a particularly large group of mobs, and instead of scattering they just stare at it, more coming to join them.
I watch them, content for once. Mind you, I'll have to get rid of that thing soon. Can't have it corrupting Players or bad things will happen.
Stowing away the red core fragment, I get up and meander towards the mobs.
"Evening, my friends."
They turn to face me, but don't respond. Of course they don't - it doesn't work that way.
I look the tallest Ender in the eye, and it does nothing, just stares back with vacant, glowing, lime-green eyes.
"Nice night we're having, no?"
I pace around the monsters, peering at each of them and checking for that empty green glow. Sure enough, each and every one of them have that distinctive eye color.
"Follow me," I order, then turn and walk past the meteor. As I pass it, it decays and vanishes.
The mobs, however, keep following in a kind of deathly parade, not even burning when the sun begins to rise.
On this night, my forces are officially an army.
Time to track down the owner of this core at last.
((It's short. Kinda getting writer's block lately.))
((-Ivy))