So, school's over until 2014 for me…

LET'S PAR-TAY! YEAH! YEAH!

(Quiet)

Umm… so yeah, this is being changed to…You Can't Forgive Evil! Absolutely nobody voted, so my friend Featherflower helped me pick. Yay!

Fanus Obscurus: I looked that up, got a little bit confused, took a guess, I hope you like it. No references or anything, just kinda the basic concept…. I think?

Anyway, more updates should come out in the next few weeks!

Reyanna Pov

It was obvious that something was wrong the moment we entered the Nether.

We'd formulated a quick plan, traveled to the nearest portal, and hopped in. Now we were ghosts. Or rather, most of us were.

"I hate this place even more now!" Kim yelled, clearly not happy. I didn't blame her for a moment.

"Everybody calm down!" Xephos called, and everyone stopped freaking out for a moment or two.

"I'm still solid. Why am I still solid?" Zoeya asked, seemingly more excited than worried.

"I'm still solid too." I said, fingering my bag nervously. I was getting really bad vibe from the whole situation. I stifled a shudder as Minty's arm accidentally passed through mine. It was freaky.

"Me three." Rythian said, and it clicked in my mind. Of course.

"It's a spell." I blurted out. Everyone looked at me.

"It makes perfect sense. The Nether is at war, and The Queen of the End and The Blaze King can't have normal humans interfering in their battle." Rythian backed me up.

"So because you three have connections to those the dimensions, you aren't affected." Ridge finished.

"Could we find a way to break the spell?" Sjin asked.

"Doubtful." Rythian said. "Which means…"

My throat felt tight.

"That means that us three have to kill two super-powerful beings and fight through their armies to get to them first, as well." I said.

"And we can't help you at all." Martyn added, looking concerned. I nodded silently.

A roar rolled faintly across the Netherack hills, followed by faint noises I couldn't decipher.

"That's our cue." Rythian said. Everyone else wore mixed expressions of varying concern, fear, and silent protest. I drew my Dark Matter sword from its sheath.

"Rythian." I said, breaking an awkward silence.

"Yeah?"

"Go with Zoeya." I ordered. I didn't turn to look at him. I knew he would be torn between his vendetta against the Queen and his sister against protecting Zoeya. I wanted to spare him the problem.

"Are you sure?" Zoeya asked me. I turned to face her, trying to look confident.

"I'll be fine. You're not a fighter, Zoeya. You know that." I assured her.

Rythian said nothing, but I could tell he was hiding his concern.

"What do we do then? We can't just stand around here." Sips said.

"We won't be standing around. We'll split into three groups. One goes back and makes plans for how we'll get rid of Israphel. Two follows Rythian and Zoeya. I f we can talk, we can watch their backs for them, warn them, carry messages. Three does the same for Reyanna. Sound good?" Lomadia ordered, but her face looked as worried as the rest of them.

"I'm as ready as I'll ever be." I said.

"Xephos, Honeydew, Sips, Sjin, Lalna and I will back and make plans. Minty, Martyn, Toby, Nilesy, go with Zoeya and Rythian. Teep, Kim, and Lomadia, follow Reyanna. Got it?" Ridge continued. Everyone nodded and we set out.

Time skip

The Queen of the End wasn't hard to find. All I had to do was spot the giant army of Endermen.

Teep, Lomadia and Kim were scattered around vaguely, keeping a sharp lookout. I decided to take a risk and use my flying ring, even if it wouldn't work properly. There was no way I could fight my way through that many. I whipped past above them, trying to keep low enough to not take damage if I fell, but I had to pull up higher to avoid Endermen taking notice of me. Luckily, they were busy attacking various groups of blazes. Just as I thought I might be able to sneak up on the dragon, I was proven wrong.

A sudden and throbbing headache seized my attention and my ring nearly gave out. I wobbled in mid-air, and words spoke in my mind.

You'll never survive by taking risks like that, Enderborn. Going forth alone? Flying by using an unstable tool? Acting confident despite certain death? You are a fool.

I gritted my teeth, refusing to let her get to me.

"Who says I'm acting?" I retorted, drawing closer.

Please. Those who do not fear me are fools, and never last long.

"Fools? Toby and Martyn killed you once. Rythian's defeated you single-handedly. I've trained for years in the arts of magic and survival. I wear armour made of pure Dark Matter, and my sword matches. You're underestimating me." I declared; now close enough to see the purple eyes of my enemy.

You lie and you know it. You are nothing but a young girl trying to be a hero, pretending to have no fear when you have many. You know what it is to be alone, be betrayed, the fear of your final moments, to try and fit in among those who shun you. I've watched you all your life. I know everyone of your weaknesses like you never could, and the secrets that you refuse to share even with those you call family. Perhaps once I kill you, I'll show your lies to your brother and that chatterbox Netherborn. For now, enjoy the fall of all you care for.

"Ow, bad grammar. I'd be a heroine, not a hero. Not very queenly of you." I taunted, circling around the dragon, ducking behind glowstone clumps and flows of lava.

Be quiet before you die, will you?

"I thought you said you knew me. No." I teased. Who would have thought that the Ender dragon would be so easy to rile up? I continued my circuit.

You are changing the subject!

"Who, me? Was there something else more important than your bad grammar?"

Yes! You are approaching death, of course.

"Sorry, I think you got that address wrong. I didn't order that. I wouldn't mind some food, though. We're missing lunch."

You will be my lunch!

"That's not very nice." I smirked, darting in front of the dragon and away again.

You will see how nice this is! Then maybe you will not smirk!

The voice cut off, and I went on high alert. Quickly, though, I wasn't as alert as I was falling through the hot Nether air.

I landed at the edge of an overhang, hitting the ground rolling like Amber had taught Rythian and I. Drawing to my feet; I aimed wildly with my Void ring to get away from the edge.

Mistake! My instincts screamed inwardly as I ended up in a pile of soulsand next to the entire Ender army. I wish I could have face palmed right then and there.

I floundered in the sticky pile for a moment, almost up to my knees.

Of course, my teleporting ring is attracted to Endermagic!

That had been my second mistake. A few Endermen noticed me and cautiously teleported to the edge of the sand, testing it with ebony legs.

Maybe… I wondered.

I aimed my void ring in the complete opposite direction of the Endermen, hoping my plan would work. With my luck, naturally, it backfired. Literally.

I ended up slamming into the small group of enemies, sending them teleporting in every direction. I sheathed my Dark Matter sword and drew my Enderbane instead.

A third mistake. Enderbanes are very dangerous to Endermen, of course, so naturally Endermen hate them. A dozen or so Endermen attacked me at once.

I spun, trying to fight them all at once. My blade swung everywhere, emitting purple dust, plowing through the enemy. But it alone wasn't enough.

A claw tip caught my forearm, then another grazed my torso. They were nothing, though, compared to the next hit.

I'd managed to scare off many Endermen as wound, if not kill, many others. One dove right in front of me, landing a heavy hit on my thigh with obsidian claws.

I screamed and swung my blade downward, cutting the Enderman with a fatal blow. Part of my blade hit the Netherack and clanged, and suddenly the Endermen seemed to return to fighting their other enemies, like they were no longer interested in me.

"Reyanna! You're hurt!" Kim yelped, sliding down the slope in ghostly form and stopping next to me.

"I know." I muttered. Another Enderman seemed to not get the message and attacked, passing right through Kim. I raised my sword, barely avoiding another critical hit. A kick sent him reeling into the melee, which was coming closer to the edge.

"Over here!" Kim called, pointing to a nearby cave that looked doubtfully small.

"Where are Lomadia and Teep?" I asked, trying to ignore my leg as I ran to the cave with ghostly Kim by my side.

"Teep is on the far ridge, not sure about Lomadia." The other girl said. We got to the cave and squeezed in.

"Sit down." The older girl said, and I obliged.

"Do you have healing supplies?" She added. "Mine are all ghostly, like me."

I nodded, opening my bag and drawing out a bandage.

"Don't you have, like, healing potions in there?" Kim asked.

"Yeah, but those are more for life-or-death. Plus, they make me sleepy, and I have a fight to finish."

"You can't go back out and fight like this! You're covered in purple blood, and you could bleed out!"

"I don't have a choice!" I half-yelled, applying the bandage to my leg wound. My others were not much more than scratches, and would stop bleeding on their own. Kim looked taken aback.

"I'm sorry, Kim. If I was going to bleed out, I would have already, and I'm binding it. I have to go back out there."

"I know, but please don't die." Kim said, looking almost ready to cry. "I'd never forgive myself if you did."

"Who said anything about dying?" I stood and ducked through the tiny entrance, only to freeze at a terrible noise coming from somewhere over the army. I couldn't describe it, but I knew in my bones.

"They're taking down the Blaze King!" I yelled to Kim. She followed me out, looking over.

"I've got to go." I said simply and took off, daring to use my Void ring again. I ended up on a tiny glowstone ledge, looking down on the battle- and the Ender dragon's shiny dark back and wings. I was still clutching my Enderbane, stinging my hand. Looking down, I saw a chink in the dragon's scales. And I leapt.