Chapter 7

Green eyes watched his every move. It was starting to get a little annoying having the Endermen watch from the shadows, out of sight and out of reach. He looked at the miner, watching as his chest rose and fell with every breath he took; at least the being had managed to stabilize him in time. The immortal had been forced to send the miner into deep unconsciousness, otherwise the healing process would've been painful; agonizing. His heart had been damaged, bleeding out in his chest, slowly filling his lungs with crimson fluid. Luckily, the being had sealed it up and removed the blood from his lungs, preventing the miner from drowning in his life fluid.

The miner was in need of very delicate work, as anything applied with the wrong pressure at the wrong place would surely be the end of him. He gestured the mob to come out of the shadows, the black smoke that usually emitted from his body was dulled down to a few hardly noticeable wisps; the poisonous fumes from his body slowly filled the room, poisoning the air.

"My friend, can you make certain that those pesky humans steer clear of this ravine? I would greatly appreciate that, as I am currently...busy at the moment." He gestured towards the miner, a hint of annoyance in the all-powerful beings voice. The Endermen nodded, spoke the strange speech of the Endermen, then left as the beings eyes narrowed dangerously from the tall mobs words. He turned back to the miner, his chest rising and falling in an even rhythm. He saw however, a small tear running down the side of his passive face in the weak torchlight. The miner mumbled something sounding like a name and after that, he was quiet for a long while. Time to start the dreadful healing process again.

The Endermen traveled down the ravine, giving the mobs permission on behalf of his powerful master to kill humans on sight, until he came across the opening of the cave in which the giant underground fortress in which he dwelled in was built. He looked down at himself, the rough greenish black obsidian skin he had glistened softly in the waxing moon. He looked around, spotting a camp not too far off from the entrance to the cave and growled, the smoke from the fires rising into the sky. The men he could distinguish from a distance where the exact ones to have dealt damage to the miner. He teleported around, finding his way closer to the camp, teeth bared and ready for a big fight. He would have to find a way to scare the kingdoms away from the caves, if he could.

A man came up to the tree the Endermen was hiding behind and foolishly looked into the emerald eyes of the tall mob. The mob, teeth bared, raised his hands in an effort to intimidate the man. The man pulled reached for his sword as the mob opened his large mouth and screeched a high pitched, ear shattering scream that made the man freeze, his sword half-way out of its sheath. His face was priceless, being completely consumed with fear. Greenish black claws descended on the man, slashing his torso and puncturing his lungs. The man fell to the ground, gurgling and chocking on his own blood. The Endermen growled, feeling strangely satisfied as he watched the blood on his claws drip to the forest floor. The man was still struggling, but the green-eyed mob paid no attention, as his scream seemed to have alerted the others that dwelt in the nearby camp.

The Endermen watched as the men scrambled to gather their weapons against the new threat. He watched as they ran about, worrying over nothing as they would all end up dying. He let the first come relatively close, screeching as he disappeared in green particles, the black fog seeming to respond to the mobs feelings of...was this anger he was feeling? The mob felt the strange burning sensation humans called anger build up inside him; the black fog starting to seep from his skin in concentrated clouds, poisoning anyone near him as he teleported everywhere, screeching continuously. The humans, unable to keep track of his movements, were brought down one by one as his sharp clawed hands racked their backs. His hands were slowly getting stained with more and more blood as he killed more and more humans, the feeling of anger and satisfaction driving him to wipe out the human settlement. They had harmed the miner, now they must pay. No god was going to save them, not from him and certainly not from his master.

The humans started to get shifty, as only a few remained. The mob noticed that there were more humans than in the caves a little while ago. They got out fast despite the injured they must've carried. How did they manage to do that? Not that it mattered. Anyone who passed here would see the slaughter and turn around in a hurry. The mob screeched again as more men continued pouring from the tents that circled the fire. He lowered his screech to an intimidating growl as a heavily armored man broke through the crowd that circled him. He hefted a rather large sword made of diamond and stepped forward with a grin on his face, as if he thought he could defeat the tall mob. The Endermen raised his bloodied hands again, looking for a way to defeat them all in a quick and deadly manner. The lead man was protected against physical attacks, but not against internal attacks. The Endermen let his anger consume him, his growl rising quickly to a loud, unbearable and agonizing screech that made the men closest to him fell to the floor covering their ears screaming. The black fog, activated by the mobs intense anger, seeped through his skin like a river of death, poisoning the air the humans breathed. The mob, being immune to this fog, felt stronger as he watched the weak beings struggle to breathe and fall victim to his unique poison. The lead human, who was closest to him, struggled to breathe just as much with the poison quickly attacking his organs in an agonizing manner, making him the first to fall.

The Endermen, satisfied with his work, drew the fog back towards him and ceased his screech. It vanished, leaving the closest humans dead on the ground and the humans further away from him still struggling to breathe as they desperately tried to run away. He took them all down, all but one to relay the message to the kingdoms. He followed the human, making sure he would make it to the closest town. He knew he was successful when the human turned and pointed to him from the town, the villagers helping the downed man obviously didn't believing him until they saw the black entity partially hidden by the trees. The green eyes glowed in the waxing moonlight, adding to the spookiness that was meant to scare them away from the caves and the fortress.

He crept closer, teleporting short distances to allow the humans to follow his movements. He moved until he was above them, standing on the village gates that were supposed to keep the mobs out, and slightly growled as he tried to make them understand.

"St-tay...aw-away..." His deep, unnatural slow voice made the humans shiver in fright, looking up at him with absolute terror at this new unknown enemy. They visibly shivered, not sure what to make of the green-eyed mob, unsure if he would leave them alone or not. The mob opened his mouth when he heard the rustle of armor behind him, and screeched when he saw the moon's light reflected off the iron swords. The villagers screamed, men and women ran to get away, children cried in fright. His screech turned into bitter laughter. The guards halted before reaching the gate on which the Endermen stood upon. He enjoyed watching the people run for their pathetic lives, just as much as his master did. His smile was enough to terrify anyone, his laugh sent them into a panic, his screech sent them into absolute fear and disorder.

His smile broadened as he started laughing again, turning everything into a panic as he ram shacked the town, wanting his efforts to be serious enough to be taken to the kings. He wanted his efforts to be seen as dangerous, violent, brutal and deadly. One by one, he would attack the kingdoms outer villages, destroying a major part of them; thus he hoped would open the gates enough to finally give the mobs a chance to enter the kingdoms and destroy them once and for all, especially the idiotic kings.

This was truly a job for the Endermen. His abilities far surpassed his purple-eyed cousins, who could do nothing more than scream, attack and teleport. They didn't have the unique poison his skin emitted, nor the limited ability of human speech. The only feeling they had was anger. They didn't fear, they didn't love. Endermen in general were solitary creatures, as most tended to fend for themselves because of the inability to form bonds between any living creature.

He pushed the thought aside, wandering into the little town that surrounded the kingdoms outer walls, attacking every house he saw, poisoned every crop he spotted. He made sure to tear everything down, brick by brick by brick. Just like he promised, so long ago.

The being looked down at the miner's wounds; they were healing but at an agonizingly slow rate. He feared the process would certainly kill the miner, but he could be proven wrong. The miner had a healthy body, despite nearly dying of poison and being stabbed through the heart with a large iron blade, not counting the other trauma he might've gone through before arriving like he did half a day ago. It had taken the powerful being that long to secure and maintain the miners condition. It might take longer to fully recover, but the being had no doubt he would make it out of this situation alive. He was confident.

He reflected over the miners life-threatening injuries. It would've killed any other man, as it actually came close to killing him. With the blade that went clean through his chest, the immortal was surprised he could even regain consciousness in the first place, multiple times in fact according to his Endermen. However, deep in unconsciousness as he is, it might take a while for the miner to fully awaken, as he has mumbled phrases that made no sense to the powerful being. He watched the man, who never moved with the sole exception of breathing.

He decided to see what was happening with the Endermen, as he was out for quite a while longer than usual. He closed his eyes and sought the black fog that identified him from the others. He followed the traces, finding a very destroyed camp site that was rather close to the cave entrance. He continued to follow the traces of the unique black fog, following it until he reached the edge of the kingdoms. He looked around, grinning madly while looking down upon ruins that once belonged to a rather famous town known only for its various skilled artists. He almost laughed, but it instead turned into a snicker as he was surprised by what he saw. The all powerful being could hear a dark voice echoing across the debris, causing the people to panic; a tall dark form was standing on the walls that surrounded the village, looking down at anyone and everyone that fled and somehow...laughing while his black fog was intensifying in a rapid manner. That is what surprised the immortal the most; the Endermen was crackling a smile, laughing insanely.

He found it hard to admit but he decided he would save some of the fun for another time, as the Endermen had already destroyed about a quarter of the village surrounding the kingdom. He extended his range and found his way inside the mob's head, ordering for a retreat. "Withdraw now. You have done enough for today, my friend. Leave some for another time." He got a hiss as a reply but the mob reluctantly departed, looking back one last time at the burning houses before disappearing into green particles.

The powerful being opened his eyes, finding the green-eyed mob looking down at him. "?em pots uoy did yhw ,retsaM enirboreH " The deep inverted voice of the mob sounded almost like the immortals only it was deeper in pitch, but could never sound as terrifying.

The man leveled his gaze, his bright eyes making the mob take a sudden step back from fright. "I have something to ask of you. I would like for you to talk to the miner and make him reveal why he is here. Don't worry -" He said after noticing the mobs narrowed eyes. "I will send you there myself." The mob held his narrowed eyes, swiftly pointing a finger at the immortal in confusion. "I'm not going as he would be afraid of me. Oh, don't get me wrong." He smiled devilishly. "I would love nothing more than to spare the living Nether out of him, but he is a valuable asset. He knows things that I admit I don't. There have been too many visits to the caves recently and I believe he many know something of this. That is where you come in. He has already deemed you as...How to put this? A friend? A possible ally? It would be easier for you to gather this information than if I went myself; he would be too frightened to even speak." He groaned, putting a hand to his head. "Mortals are so-"

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"Precisely. Their emotions are a detestable weakness, nothing more." Herobrine quickly looked at the mob, noticing that he was looking intently at the miner. He watched as the Endermen reached out a hand, but hesitated, then pulled it back towards him. "Prepare to enter his mind in the morning, as the night hours are the best for hunting." The being laughed, standing up and leaving the room, his voice running all the way down to the deepest parts of the ravine as his eyes illuminated his way in the ever blinding darkness.

After Master Herobrine was gone, the mob looked at his still bloodied hands, which were starting to ooze a little of the poisonous black fog. He had overused his power of human speech at the kingdom, now it would speed the process, but he had lasted longer than any of the others. He wasn't going to give in easily either. He had made a promise, and he was going to keep it no matter what.

Green eyes trailer over to the miner. His passive expression lifted the dark thoughts off the mobs mind, and his quiet breathing made the mob feel a little more at peace. He reached out his hand, careful not to touch the mans skin, but somehow wanting to. He snatched his hand back with a small hiss before walking towards the door; he couldn't help but look back, looking at the steady breathing of the miner before he left the darkening room.