Ch.28 Deathless God of Ressurection

The elderly corpse of a man hobbled into the mountains. Before him lay a small quaint village where people were milling about outside, working on gardens, tending to the animals, or caring for the elderly. He hobbled on into the village where two woman noticed him.

"Go get Spirit, quick! He has come!" the older woman to the right of the younger said gently pushing on her arm.

The younger looked over to her before sprinting off into a house. The older who had curly orange hair strode forward in her long sleeved and wool encrusted garments. She was Flame Ravenreaper. The second in command of her sisterhood. They were witches that had been living in exile within the mountains from the normal Minecraftian's.

Spirit, the head leader of the sisterhood, had foreseen this just days before. The man was the exact description she had given them at the meeting. Short, bony, jewel encrusted staff, and deep set eyes that had the intentions of evil. The man stopped a few feet from her slightly hunched over.

"My, my, my…You all are right where I left you. You all have grown so much too."

Flame set him with a hard look. "I don't know who you are but you aren't welcome here. Leave now or we will force you."

The old man gave a wheezing laugh at her. "So adorable. Where's your older sister? Where's Spirit?"

The younger girl that ran to get Spirit returned to stand next to flame. An older woman walked out of the house with a cloak over her head. The old man grinned, showing his discolored teeth.

"Spirit. Spirit Paradox. My dear daughter look how you've grown!"

Spirit fixed him with a narrow eyed glare. "I have no intentions of joining you nor do I wish to have anything to do with you any longer, father. Get out."

The old man chuckled scratching the long beard that had grown on his face. "Just as defiant as your dear departed mother."

Spirit set her lips in a firm straight line. "Don't come here spreading your evil. You were killed once before and you will be once again."

The old man burst into laughter. He wheezed trying to get air. "My dear! Such a funny child you are! Too bad your mother isn't here to stop me again. You won't be able to succeed without her."

The other girls gathered about Sprit and Flame. Together it made six witches that stood against the old man. The old man smirked at them. "such sisterhood. I would never have thought that you would rebel against me."

"Reality check, here we are." Flame growled. She raised a hand to him with a bottle in her hand. "We're going to send you back where you belong!"

Each of the girls lifted a bottle that they had on them somewhere. The old man grasped the gem studded cane tightly. His long nails scraped against the shiny jewels. Each of the women drank the potion within the bottles. He chuckled at them as they used their magic potions to have the upper hand.

"The Lord of the Darkness will not fail me. He sent me to gather your powers and use your knowledge to make him more powerful. So, come with me. You will be rewarded with many great things. Whatever your heart wants."

The women stared at him before flinging themselves at him. "Go back to the Nether!"

Green orbs flew through the air from his cane and warped the women away. He sneered and chuckled. "Six down and only one to take over the world. Hah!"

The old man hobbled out of the village, the villagers not understanding what had happened except one. The big jade eyes peered out from around the house that Spirit had come out of. She frowned with tears welling up in her eyes. "Sissy Spirit! No…! I must find help!"

She ran up to Spirit's room in the house. A note had been scrawled out for her. She picked it up and read its contents.

"Find the Lady of the Lord's that prevail above all."

The young girl folded the latter and placed it in her pocket before running out of the house. A man strode up into the village with a royal blue cloak about him that shielded him from the winter air. He puffed from his climb and rested there to get his breath back. The girl collided with him and fell back into the snow. He looked down at her with surprise before helping her up.

"Are you alright? I'm terribly sorry about that."

She got to her feet with his help and brushed off the snow. Her eyes went up to a symbol that was engraved on his cloak. That of a reaper. She gasped taking a step from him. "That symbol. You are a reaper?"

He gave her a soft look. "You know of the Lord's?"

She took the note from her pocket and handed it to him. "I think what Sister meant was you."

Lord Doyle took the note and read it. He shook his head at her. "Not me. Lady Sell. Come, I shall take you to her."

The Lord took the girls hand and led her from the village towards the town that Sell and her father lived in.

I and a few of the others had made it through the rooms that Mell had taken them through. We had face terrifying heights, lava, arrow dispensers, doors that open and close as you leapt across them, and many others. I, Hel, Rayr, Toc and Des had all made it to the twelfth room. Skelar had faultered in the room they had just left. He had fallen into the dark and wasn't heard from again.

Hel grasped my shoulder with encouragement. "We can get through this."

I nodded to him. "I'm glad you made it through."

Toc and Des opened the door of the room. It looked like the Nether. I gasped as I saw ghasts flying above with wraiths too. My brothers had never seen ghasts nor the Nether. I grabbed them both and pulled them to where I and Hel were.

"What the hell are they doing here?"

Hel and Rayr looked at them. Rayr turned to Hel perplexed. "What are they?"

"Those are ghasts. The big white things. The ghoul looking type is a wraith." Hel pointed to both for him.

"Ghasts and wraiths can take over a Minecraftian. They will possess them." I said turning to them looking serious. We looked at the ghasts and wraiths moaning and crying out above. "Toc, Des, you two will go first. Hel, Rayr, and I will take the rear."

Mell smiled over at my planning. "Why are you sending them out first?"

"Because they are not Skeletal heirs. They are just Minecraftian's. Hel will look after Toc while Rayr will look after Des. I'll go on by myself."

Hel looked a tad uncomfortable with that idea but nodded in agreement at last. I turned to Mell who seemed to be thinking over my decision. She smiled at me before turning away and looking at the room.

"I thought that they were capable of defending themselves."

"They are." I stepped next to her looking at the course. "I just like to protect the family. They mean a lot to me. Everyone does."

"Of course." Mell nodded in agreement. She flicked her eyes to Des and Toc as they readied themselves. "I thought they would be dead though. If they aren't of the blood line."

"Father isn't that strict. He needed to have helpers on the farm." I replied tugging on my leather gloves. "I can't take care of everything around the farm if I were the only one to survive if there were such a code. Father and I would be struggling."

Mell didn't reply. She stared at them as Toc leapt on the course first followed by Hel. As they moved with swift jumps the ghasts began to cry out and flinging fire at them.

"Go, Toc!" Hel barked as Toc started to get scared.

Toc leapt as the ghasts flung fireballs around them. Toc and Hel reached the other side safely before retreating under the cobblestone hallway. I turned to Rayr and Des nodding to them. They went across leaping from one ladder to another. Des leapt for the last ladder when a well-timed fireball struck him, sending him flying away and fall into the darkness below.

"Des!" we all cried out at once.

Mell chuckled. "I knew he wouldn't make it. He's a Minecraftian after all."

Hel and Rayr heard that and glared at her. I watched as Rayr reached the other side to stand next to Hel. They all looked to me. It was my turn. With the ghasts and wraiths on alert I knew it was going to be harder.

I leapt to the first ladder. The ghasts cried out and began to launch a torrent of fire about me. The wraiths growled dropping towards me. A crooked grin spread across my face. My clothes changed into a black and white cloak, my eyes glowing.

My brother gasped at my change, the first time to witness it. The ghast began to come closer around me. I looked ahead to see where I was to jump when a wraith came into my view. I sprang swinging my scythe that materialized in my hands. The wraith dropped away in two and I landed on the next ladder, holding onto it with one hand.

"Yeah!" cheered Toc fisting the air. "That's the way!"

I climbed to the top of the ladder to only come face to face with a ghast. I sliced the air as it spat out a fireball and sent it back making the ghast cry out in pain and retreat above. I snorted leaping to the next ladder and to the next. I was almost to the other side. The ghasts began to swarm about me along with the wraiths.

They blocked my way of moving on. I grasped my scythe looking at them. The wraiths dove for me as the ghasts threw fireballs at me all at once.

"Sell!" yelled Toc.

Hel sprang from where he was, leaping from ladder to ladder. "Sell!"

The fireballs exploded upon impact with one another. Smoke billowed up and disappeared. The wraiths paused in the air with moans as the ghasts floated away, allowing them to see that I was no longer there. Mell began laughing. Rayr and Toc stared at the destroyed block that the ladder had been on.

"I knew she wasn't so modest!" cackled Mell falling against the wall. "Doyle, the fool! He hardly believes the truth when he's told though!"

Hel growled at her getting to his feet. "What the hell is all this?"

Mell grinned at them. "This is no training course. It's to take Minecraftian's and to send them to the Nether where our lord takes them and uses them as he see's fit." She gestured to the darkness below them. "Your dear Lady is no longer up here but down there."

Rayr roared at her in anger. "You bastards!"

She wagged her finger at him. "Tsk, tsk, werewolf. You'll also be joining her somewhere along this course. All of you will."

A blade touched Mell's neck out of the shadows behind her. Two eyes illuminated the darkness to show a skeletal head floating there. Mell froze while the others stared in surprise.

"I don't believe I said I give up just yet," hissed the skeletal head as the scythe was pressed against her neck harder. "Now I know why this place has its uses."

Mell smiled. "How did you get out of that?"

"That wouldn't be much of a surprise if I told you, now would it?" The skeletal head approached closer to show it's full body. "Hel, Rayr, we're going to the Nether. Isn't that right, Mell?"

Mell flicked her eyes to them with a smile. "You'll be going anyways. Besides, you don't know where the doorway out is at. Tthere's several around the Nether."

Hel and Rayr cracked their knuckles. "We don't give a damn! We're going to get Des and Skelar back!"

I grabbed Mell by the back of the neck and flung her away. Hel grasped her by the waist in a bear hug in his werewolf form. He flung her to the other side where she landed heavily. Rayr grabbed her by the hair and lifted her up. "How dare you do this to us."

She gasped grabbing his hand and smiled. "I'll do a lot more to you all if you'll let me."

The ghasts shrieked at the sudden flames that erupted from my body. I floated from the beginning side to the end where I touched down before her. My eyes blazing with anger. "Take us to the Nether gate. To the very same one that Des and Skelar used."

Mell stared at me. We stood in silence for a moment until she nodded. "I'll take you."

We walked down the secret corridor, Hel behind her, I was in the middle with Rayr behind me and Toc taking the rear. We walked in silence. The only thing that could be heard was our breathing and footsteps that echoed around us. We descended into the darkness. My scythe lit with fire to illuminate the area around us.

Ghasts and wraiths moaned and cried around us. They fled from the light that burned brightly within my hand. Mell even squinted her eyes at it in revolt.

"By the way. Where's Lones and my father?" I asked in a hard tone.

Mell walked on not replying. Hel looked back at me wrinkling his nose slightly. I shook my head to him. He turned back following in silence.

"Lord Doyle has plans for them. It doesn't concern you so don't ask."

I stared at her back in silence. "Very well. How much further to the portal?"

Below I could hear screams and agonizing cries. It was the Nether portal. The very same one that Ananon had faced when going against her father. The sound that I couldn't shake. Looking down I could see purple particles being sucked into the purple haze that swirled about within the obsidian door frame. Toc grasped Rayr out of fear. "We're going in there?"

I nodded. "Yeah. Stay close."

"Have you been there?" Toc asked looking around Rayr at me.

I shook my head. "I haven't but a certain someone has. I know what's on the other side."

Mell chuckled with a grin. "Do you, Lady Sell?"

I pushed her along with the end of the scythe pole. "Get going. We don't have all day."

We stood before the portal. Mell stepped in with Hel. I pushed Toc in with Rayr. Looking about with the flaming scythe for any other enemy I then entered the purple spiraling haze that sucked me away into its own world full of death, agony, lies, and wandering spirits. I stepped onto the blood red soil, the portal crying and howling behind me.

I turned my eyes to the world around me and saw that the Nether had been transformed. We stood at the front door of a castle that seemed to sprawl all across the Nether. I smirked shouldering my scythe as Hel stood with Mell waiting for my order.

I strode forward feeling very nostalgic. "Show us where you sent them, Mell. Or everything of the Nether will be destroyed. Along with your Dark Lord."

Her eyes pierced my flames that looked past her. She turned and strode through the doors of the castle. Hel followed after closely. I looked out at the vast lava pools that stretched from one cavern to the next. Wraiths and ghasts floating about crying out and moaning.

I had returned to the same place, in a different spot and as a different person. Yet Lady Ananon's job was still not done. I strode through the doors with Toc and Rayr behind me. Up ahead the hallway began to break away as if it had been destroyed to show us the Nether Gate. The Gate that two fire ogre brothers guarded.