Nether paced around the Fortress. At first she was worried. Then she was angry. How dare Sun try anything funny with her!

When a Blaze approached her (timidly) she screamed at it.

To her shock, a Ghast screamed at the same time. A loud, hoarse shriek.

Another Ghast screamed as well, further off.

Another joined in. Another. Another.

This was bad.

Nether was blinded by bright light. The bright light of the-

Oh. No. No. No. No. Never. Never in 100 million years would-

The shrieking hurt her ears. The light hurt her eyes. They would take forever and a day to get adjusted to this. Both her ears and her eyes. Stop. Stop. Stop.

Skeletons burned as the rest of her creatures ran around in a panic.

"NO!" Nether howled. Her eyes squinted. She scowled ferociously. Her flame-coloured hair glinted in the- yes, yes it was!- sunlight.

Nether's lips twisted. She opened her mouth to say something-

And the domed ceiling of the Nether cavern imploded.

Something rang in Nether's ears.

She stared up. At a sky.

How dare he! What was that? Who was Sun to obliterate an entire dimension? And how had he done it?

She curled her fingers into fists and dug her nails into her palms hard enough to draw blood. Her eyes burned, looking daggers into the landscape around her.

Nothing much there worth looking at. Nothing but a few trees dotted around, a couple of flowers, a village in the distance and grass. No beasts either. None of her hellions were here with her. Likely, them being mortal, they had not been ejected from the crumbling Nether as she had. Probably they were all dead now.

A desperate scrap of her mind scrabbled for possibilities. Maybe her creatures would come to her at night?

"I doubt you'll see them again."

Nether spun around, but nobody was there. "Sun."

"Ah, that was good to see."

"How dare you, you-"

"Calm, Nether." It was definitely Sun. The same aggravating voice.

"You are nothing now. Nothing, without the world that bore your name."

"Stop."

"Why? Because it hurts?" Nether could almost see his mocking smile.

"Go away!" Nether kicked at dirt turf. Sun's presence had already left.

She moved towards the village. Where else was there to go? What she would do there was as yet a mystery. But what wasn't a mystery, now?

So she trudged there, the tall, cold grass brushing her legs. The unfamiliar sensation made her skin crawl.

It took only a short time to reach the village.

A small girl with pale grey eyes stared up at her. She was driving chickens into a mesh cage, but the moment she saw the strange lady with bright eyes and striped red-and-yellow skin, her fat birds were forgotten. As the little child gaped up at Nether her chickens scatted, clucking and squawking, flapping their useless little wings and pecking at grass. Slowly the child backed away.

"Stop." Nether's clear voice rang out, loud as if she were dictating some kind of military.

The girl stopped, frightened, shuddering as Nether's hand reached out and gripped her arm.

Nether leaned down until their noses were almost touching.

"Tell them," the words tasted bitter on her tongue, "tell them that the Nether has come to the Overworld."

The child screamed and ran, almost tripping over her long dress and disappearing around a corner. The chickens fluttered about. Nether's mouth curled in distaste and she gave a chicken a spiteful kick before going deeper into the village.