~Chapter 11: The Beginning of the End~
Sky slid his butter blade out of its back sheath with ease. He growled, "What are you doing here?!"
Herobrine smiled, "Now, now Sky. Is that how you greet someone?"
Sky's eyes narrowed behind his glasses and a new growl erupted from his chest.
The white-eyed man sighed, his eyes glowing ever brighter as he suggested, "Sky. Or should I say COMMANDER Sky...forget everything you think you know about me. They are woven fantasy dreams. I am not the demon you believe me to be nor the banished brother of Notch. In fact, I am the ruler of the Nether, a brother guardian of Minecraftia, and the guide to souls destined to the Nether."
Sky growled, "Answer my first question."
Herobrine rolled his eyes and sat upon one the chairs in the room. He told Sky, "Sit down and listen for my message is not a short one nor a good one."
Sky sat down, not happy at all as Herobrine launched into his tale. He began, "I'll give you some background so you'll understand the gist of our situation. A situation that could spiral Minecraftia into chaos just because a creature every else thought was harmless and how one other took an opportunity. I am he who takes souls to the Nether and my brother Notch guides souls destined for the Aether. Such as Deadlox. When he came to take Deadlox's soul to its eternal resting place he was gone. He accused me of taking the boy but I would never! I would be banished and punished. I'm a sensible spirit so I wouldn't do such a thing. Someone who wasn't supposed to take your friend. Someone who has ties to HER dimension knows where Deadlox is. I believe he is the brother of a mage and his name is Reece...yes that's his name. Reece...what do you think happened to the commander of the Dead Army?"
Reece stood up, taking a breath. Ryan tensed but Reece whispered, "I've got this."
He exclaimed, loud enough for all to hear, "My brother and I discussed it before he left for home and we couldn't deny the energy we felt on the ship was from HER."
He swallowed, nervous but continued, in a shaky voice, "The Lady of the End took him. The Mistress of Misfortune, her Majesty BlackScales, or more commonly known as the Enderdragon."
Herobrine yelled, "Bingo! She took him before he could go to rest. Now we are in great danger for her ability to corrupt is absolute! Why do you think she's down there...away from all. She either hungers power or fears she will die soon, without an heir."
His mouth turned into a grim grin, "So she got an heir."
He opened his eyes. The last thing he could remember...what was it. His hand flew to his throat as everything collapsed onto him like a wave. The squid! Sky! His own death. He looked where he was. It was very dark...so dark he could see barely anything. He ran his hand along the ground, which was so white it glowed despite the darkness. It was bumpy, crisscrossed with pits. It was also quiet. So quiet he could hear his own breathing. Was he alive? He felt like it. He ran his hand through his hair, his hand running into his headphones. He must be...there was no pain. Either that he was dead and this was where he would spend the rest of his afterlife. That couldn't right either. The Nether was a place of heat and flame whereas the Aether was a place of light and air. This dark place suited neither. He turned his attention to the white stone again and punched it.
He drew back his fist, bruised as soon as he hit it. It was hard and it would take him forever to break it. He needed a pickaxe. As if summoned, he spotted one across the room. He crawled to it, picking it up and cursed the darkness, for he couldn't examine it. He struck the stone and it broke into nothingness. He continued until he could see the outside and he almost wished he hadn't.
The sky was like static from a TV, mottled and disorienting. The land consisted of the white stone and obsidian pillars, crystals atop them. A dark winged shape wheeled around. He sucked in a breath. This was wrong. This was the End. A soft female voice spoke to him, whispering into his mind "So you have awakened?"
He snapped back, "No, I went back to sleep!"
The voice purred, "Don't play with me. I couldn't quite tell.I am also well-versed in the language of sarcasm. Where are you?"
He growled, "As if I can tell! This land looks the same, white stone and black pillars. Why would I want you here anyway? I don't even know who you who are!"
The voice didn't answer for a long time, as if considering his words. It finally said, "I saved you from death, Deadlox."
He felt as if punched. It...she knew his name. He asked, "What's your name? You know mine!"
She purred, "I won't give you my real name but I'll give you one of my nicknames. I am Lady."
"Lady.", he thought about it. It was simple but held even more questions in front of him, taunting him.
She replied, "Yes, that is my name. Anything else?"
He yelped in nervousness, remembering the ship, "Where's Sky? Is he okay? Any others got attacked by squids? ChimneySwift? Jason? Caveman? Ant?"
She laughed, "The sky is fine. Dark and black as ever. There are no birds or humans, other than you, cavemen, or ants here."
He snarled, "You know what I mean! My friend, Commander Sky...is he okay? The Swifter Army's leader, Chim? Jason who leads the Stars? Caveman and his Dwellers? Or AntVenom?"
She said, in an apologetic voice, "I'm sorry. I don't know who those people are. Please look up and you'll see me!"
He did and almost fainted for Lady was a dragon...a large black dragon with eyes of amethyst. He felt himself be dragged under again, his own astonishment causing this. His last thought was, "Lady..as in of the End? Wonderful.
AN: Now this arc is getting off well! Before you all find out what will happen with Deadlox go check out HerobrineisMINE on DeviantArt and if you're reading this from there go do it now!