Ch.22 Magic of the Moon

Sitting there with an enlightened heart that had been worried about the dead Minecraftian's I now could focus on the child's problems. He was torn apart by his parents' divorce, by his mother's drinking, and by his father's hard work to provide the money for his son. Somewhere in there was the child's greatest pain. But which would it be? It couldn't be all of it, could it? I had no clue about divorce, all I knew was that there was much pain in the process.

'I wonder what really tore the kid up inside?' I sighed waiting for the kid to come back. It was turning night at last. Where was he?

"Oh the things I have to do to keep everything in order," sighed a child stepping from the shadowed corner. To me he looked well rested. I got to my feet as he approached my cage.

"Welcome back. What took you so long?" I asked looking down at him.

"Oh, just a small nap. I see you haven't tried to escape." He said looking at the fences that made up the cage. "Why not?"

"It's pointless. I'd be electrocuting myself over and over." I shrugged. "What's the point in that?"

The child smiled. "You have good thinking, unlike those other fools."

"Those other fools are innocent Minecraftian's that you killed for evil. Don't you feel ashamed?" I asked narrowing my eyes.

The child pressed the pressure plate and watched as the wall slid away to reveal an empty room. He gawked and leapt inside off the pressure plate. Consider this as a double step. Sell watched as the wall slid close, trapping the child inside. "Where are the bodies?"

I chuckled in the cage. "They passed on."

"How is that possible? This place is fortified!" the child exclaimed on the other side. "What's going on here?"

"You have no idea what you're up against, kid." I said putting my hands in my pockets. "I told you that I'm a Skeletal heir. Do you truly know what our purpose is?"

"Of course I do!" the child yelled back. "You kill beings like us!"

I scratched my nose. "Hardly. I destroy monsters that try to kill Minecraftian's. Not the dead that's brought back to life. That's something else entirely. I've never really had to deal with a deceased being before."

The child scoffed. "I don't believe you! I was told not to believe anything you say!"

"Hm. That's interesting. You'll only believe the man who enslaved you to do his evil?"

"I wanted those damn bodies! They were for the Nether! How dare you take them from me!" The child snapped. "I knew I should've taken them down before it was too late!"

"We all make mistakes." I muttered looking at the wall. "Why are you really doing this?"

The child went silent for a moment. "He promised that it would bring back the time!"

I stared at the wall patiently waiting. "I know you can get out of there. No fool would not have a safe switch."

The wall slid open and the child frowned. "You didn't try to escape at all while I was gone? Truly?"

"Yes! Truly! I'm such an idiot to not try it seems to you!" I snapped losing my patience. "Geez. You know not every person would try to hurt you. Not every person in Minecraft wouldn't want to be your friend. Didn't your parents want you to have friends?"

The child shut the wall back with the pressure plate. He opened the other wall up to look at the orbs. "It doesn't matter now, Sell, Skeletal heir. You're too late to try and save me or change how I will rest in the afterlife. Your friends can't do anything either. No one can do jack shit for me!"

I watched as the child grasped one of the orbs and held it to his chest like something he cherished. "It won't bring the past back, kid. No matter what he says to you. It's all just a lie to get spirits to do his bidding."

The child ignored me. His back to me. I sighed. I had to at least try to put some sense into the kid before all hell broke loose. "Were you always deceived?"

I watched as the kid stared into the orb at the obsidian color that swirled within the orb. "Not always. As time wore on though it got steadily worse. It got so bad I got tired of trying to see the truth. Father began to do what mom was doing. I couldn't believe what they were doing to one another. It's like they were a mirror image of one another!"

I stood there listening. In my head I could see how everything played out as he talked about it. I could see how this could affect a child of his age. The child stopped talking as his hands rubbed on the glass orb in the direction it swirled around inside. "It hurts. It hurts still. I'm still going on and my parents are still fighting with one another like that. They're lost souls."

Lost souls were spirits of dead Minecraftian's that continuously wandered about the land with nowhere to go and no destination. "You want your parents back like they were."

"I want everything back before the divorce," he replied. "I want my parents back like they were before. Happy and loving! I've been trying to do that for the past twenty years!"

I knelt down slowly staring at him through the bars. "You've just now started to make the disappearances much worse within these twenty years?"

"I met the lord of the darkness several years back. He came from a cave with a horde at his back." The child explained staring into the dark thick fog within the orb. "He offered to help me and I readily agreed. Over the years it wasn't so bad. Start four years or so back I think he demanded that I get more energy. He needed more. If I didn't he wouldn't make my dreams come to a reality."

My hands clenched into fists at this. The lord of the darkness was toying with lost souls and spirits. "That bastard. I can't believe he's been getting away with this for so fucking long!"

The child whirled around with the orb in his hands. "Sell, heir of the Skeletal race. I'm sorry to inform you but your time has come to be drained. It was a lovely chat between us. I must say that I hardly know anything about you but you know everything about me."

"It has been a nice chat," I said with a nod. "I would agree with you on the draining but sadly time has merged."

The child gasped looking up. The moon's light had been blocked by clouds that were rolling away now. "No!"

The small pond sucked in the moon's light, allowing it to be illuminated. "Father!" I yelled out at the top of my lungs.

"You tricked me!" the child screamed at me. He hastily opened a wall that had a dark cavern and sent the energy balls flying through the passageway where they disappeared. He whirled around just as my dad and Lones leapt into the small pond and sunk down, dropping onto the mossy cobblestone. Lones and dad turned into their Skeletal lord forms, wielding their scythes at the child. The child's skin turned a shade darker as he went into aggressive mode.

A steel scythe formed in the child's hands as his eyes turned a dark cold color. "You bastards are too late. The energy has been sent to him!"

The voice of the child made me get shivers all over. "Stop this, kid! I told you, you're not going to get anything out of this from doing his dirty work!"

The child ignored me and kept staring at my dad and Lones. "I don't care. This actually lets me ease my mind about everything. I enjoy it."

"He's too lost to save, Sell," Lones said glaring at him across his scythe. "Just let him get exorcised."

"No!" I barked at him balling up my fists. "He has to be helped! His parents are waiting for him in the Aether!"

"That's a damn lie!" yelled the child. "They're in the Nether getting fucked with!"

"No!" I yelled back. "I know they aren't in the Nether! The Lord of the Darkness pulled them from your memory and made them into figments of your mind to make you do this for him! It's you who's being fucked with!"

I watched the child grind his teeth, his thoughts going back and forth. His knuckles turned white from gripping the pole of the scythe hard, as if his hands had the answers he sought for. He whirled around slashing the dark tunnel that he had sent the Dark Matter orbs through. Moaning and clanking could be heard as mobs were suddenly filing out of the tunnel.

"No! What are you doing?" I screamed as I saw Creepers flashing from being so near to my father and Lones. "Father! Lones!"

I watched as Lones and father did what they could and rush into the mob slicing the monsters in half. Creepers exploded as they came from the tunnel causing the ground to get blown to bits. My cage got damaged by a blast, a hole that was an awkward shape gaped at me. I took the advantage and got out while the mobs were being dealt with by dad and Lones. I saw the kid escape into the tunnel, take one last look behind him and disappear.

I took off after him, leaping the gap that had been made before the tunnel by a Creeper and disappeared into the blackness. Ahead of me I could hear the child running. "Child, wait!"

"Let me be, Sell! I've failed in my duty! He's going to come kill me!" the child yelled back ahead of me. I could hear the worry in his voice. He was thinking about how the Lord of the Darkness would destroy him.

I ran harder, his running getting closer to me. I was so close I felt like I could reach out and blindly grab him. A hissing sound made my heart skip a beat as I instantly knew what was about to happen. The explosion sent me flying into the child, making us tumble down the dark tunnel and get further into the earth. I couldn't feel the hard stone any longer, just hear rushing air.

"We're falling!" yelped the child next to me.

I felt him blindly grab my shirt screaming. I grabbed him back around his chest and head, holding him against me as I tucked us into a ball. "Pray and it'll be ok!"

It was a hard hit. Took the wind right out of my body from everywhere. It was cold like ice. My whole body stung with pins and needles all over. I couldn't see anything but I felt thrashing, something was trying to swim.

My head was yanked up by a hand roughly. I cried out from under water as cold air hit my face. I felt my lungs suck in cold air that made my whole body shiver. I grasped the hand that was clinging to my hair and felt what it was attached too.

"Kid?" I wheezed through chattering teeth. "You ok?"

"S-S-Sell!" he stuttered back, just as cold as I was. "We're d-d-down deep in th-th-the earth!"

"How deep are y-you t-t-ta-talking about?" I asked trying to see where we were in the darkness. The water was all around us. I couldn't feel a bottom beneath us.

"It's d-deep," the kid whimpered. "I never wanted t-t-to be d-down here! T-Th-There's no way up!"

"N-Not p-p-possible," I shivered as I felt my head dunk under a swell. My legs kicked to bring my head back up. "D-D-Don't let me go!"

I grabbed the kid around his waist and began to swim. Surely I would hit a wall or something.

"T-Th-There's no use," the child shivered. "It's too wide."

I kept swimming despite what he told me. There had to be a ledge somewhere.

"There's my dear child," hissed a voice from somewhere overhead.

I felt the kid jump and cling to me tightly. "No!"

I whirled around in the water trying to see where the voice had come from. "W-Who's there?"

I felt as if something was grinning evilly somewhere at our predicament. "You two seem to be in quite a pickle." The voice purred in its hiss. "What's this now? An heir?"

My blood ran cold then. I looked up to see a figure with the same robes as a Skeletal Lord would wear. The eye sockets burned with blue flames that danced with glee at us. His left bleached and bony hand gripping the handle of a steel scythe. I knew right away that it wasn't Lones or father.

His aura was much different. Much more evil. My mind flashed back to when Ananon's mother had leant me her memories in the Aether. I immediately recognized the robe, the voice, the skull, and the scythe. It was him.

The Lord of the Darkness!

Hey, guys and girls!

What? You all thought I wouldn't put in an early meeting between Sell and the Lord of the Darkness before the story ends? I would've put him in later but decided it was best now. Oh how the turn of events has made the next chapter that much more interesting! Ok, the reason I'm writing this small little message is to say that I'm not sure if I'm going to be doing a short story between the first book and the second.

I do know before I start the second book I'm going to have this story renamed to the new title I've decided on. Or I might do that when I get the story finished. Anyways it's going to be before the second book. So, before the first story ends, favorite or put this story on your watch list. Whatever it's called.

I wouldn't want any of you to miss the next installment of this little fanfiction. I know a good bit of you read this story. I also know a few of you like it. I've never really been any good with deadlines and the like but I'm going to try to finish this story during sometime in October. I want to get this story done before 1.9 comes out.

Consider the book one as Alpha – 1.7. It's pretty much up to speed on all the changes that have happened in Minecraft. At the end of the book one I'll list all of the mods I looked on while writing this fanfiction. As for the gates on the farm that Sell's parents owned…There was a mod that implied fence gates BEFORE 1.8! I saw this mod on Youtube by ChimneySwift11. He did a review on it. =3

So, as for anything else in the story that doesn't seem logical in the Fanfiction, feel free to ask. The second story will be 1.8-1.9. Exciting stuff. =3 Book three will be 1.9 – 1.10 or just 1.10. I'm not sure.

Anyways, the second book will have magic in it, where potion masters will be appearing and setting up shop in towns and cities. Some will even be wandering around Minecraft doing little things here and there. You think Sell will stick her nose in potion making? Hmm, the possibilities.

On a different note that isn't writing related, I'm thinking about doing a flash animation introduction of this fanfiction on one of my drawing programs. It'll take me a good while to get it drawn out and going but It'll be interesting to see. Almost like a anime intro. I'm going to have to try and make it as short as possible to not take up a lot of space on my laptop. I haven't done an animation sequence in quite some time so I'm going to have to relearn it all before drawing it out.

The characters are going to be hard to draw though, since Minecraft is blocky. I suck at drawing Minecraft block people. I might just make them anime characters instead, just so it's easier on me.

That's all I was going to say. Just a heads up on the future of the fanfiction. Later guys! =3

Sincerely , Yunalia ~3