OVER THREE PAGES of chapter! WOW! Best I've done so far!

Please enjoy the last and twisted chapter of my little story.

DISCLAIMER: doing crazy weirdo things with blaze powder and nether stars etc. as Nether does will not have the same effects. That was just me being a weirdo.

Sun kind of gulped, his eyes glancing at Nether, who had soul sand pooling in her palm, and the Wither, which had stopped throwing bombs, as it were, but still floated, barely moving, its hollow eye sockets fixed on Sun.

Dragon looked at all three, a worried expression on his face.

Dynamite was totally lost on what was happening, but she did her best not to show it.

The Wither made another low, breathy hum-noise.

And suddenly Dragon stepped up and asked, "Are you sure, Nether?"

"Yes, I am sure," Nether spat. "He closed up my space in the universe and he needs to pay for that."

Sun rubbed his temples.

Nether turned to him. "Go get a Nether Star. Now."

Sun plodded off, suddenly looking like a defeated old man, while the Wither whirred behind him. As soon as he was gone, Nether turned to Dragon. "Like I was saying earlier, your Endermen-"

"I know," Dragon interrupted. "And… I'm just not sure, Nether."

Nether scowled. "What would make you unsure? Sun took my dimension and he needs to pay for that. What way better than this?"

Dragon sighed. "I see where you're coming from, but…"

"Just get the netherrack here. And glowstone, and Netherbrick. Just…"

She looked up. "Please, Dragon."

Dragon exhaled. "Okay, okay. But don't blame me if it goes all wrong."

"Great!" Nether's face visibly brightened. "Can you get the Endermen here? Now?"

"I… can try…" Dragon said reluctantly.

"What kind of Guardian are you, that can't control his people?" Nether demanded.

"One who's being rebelled against," Dragon answered grimly. *

But still, three Endermen soon made an appearance. They gibbered a little, relating some thing or another to Dragon, and disappeared in a flurry of purple, leaving three blocks behind them.

Sun tramped out of the massive hole in the wall to where the other two guardians stood.

Nether smiled. "Perfect."

Sun covered his eyes.

"Get back," Nether said to the watching three. "Unless you fancy the idea of burning in hellfire."

Dynamite knitted her eyebrows together.

Dragon looked at the other two. "Get to higher ground," he said. The strange leather garments he wore unfurled to be wings and a giant black dragon flapped its way to a mountain on the horizon.

Dynamite started and then began to run in the same direction, not fully comprehending what was going on.

She tripped over her own feet in their clunky metal boots. It took a moment of deliberation, but she began the struggle to get her armour off. It seemed that for the moment she'd be safer without it.

Nether was murmuring things under her breath as the Wither hung eerily over her head.

Dynamite finally managed to get the cumbersome metal suit off and ran, even faster than before, scared of what would follow, whatever that was.

About halfway, she caught up to Sun. "What is she doing?"

She didn't want to talk to him, but it seemed she wouldn't find out what was going on any other way.

"Did she ever tell you about what she said when she first came here?" Sun asked bleakly.

Dynamite shook her head.

""Tell them that the Nether has come to the Overworld," she said," Sun groaned. "And she's doing just that."

This was still rather cryptic, and Dynamite couldn't quite make sense of the words.

A tear traced down Sun's cheek; or was it just the light?

"I shouldn't have done it," he said.

Then he stopped abruptly. "Dragon dropped us Ender Pearls." He pointed to the grass. Sun picked up one of the orbs and threw it at the mountain.

Dynamite did the same.

Nether finished her muttering of her strange, rather unearthly chants, and looked at the Soul Sand in her hand.

She scattered it in a circle shape around her. With lightning speed she fished a Blaze rod out of her little pouch by her waist, ground it to powder beneath her heel, and flung it on top of the Soul Sand. Then she sat in the middle of the circle, on top of the block of Netherrack, with the block of glowstone to one side and the Netherbrick on the other. She held the Nether Star in her hand, its cold points pressing into her palm. For a moment she was completely still.

Then everyone in the Overworld heard a yell.

"Oorinde Nim'h'er!"

And Nether tossed the Nether star into circle of powders.

With a crackle and a whoomph it blazed up.

Dynamite felt that this was an extreme anticlimax. Why had Nether gone to all that trouble just to make a fire?

But the crackle was getting louder.

And the red was spreading.

And it wasn't just fire.

Some of the red was Netherrack.

It was swirling along the ground with incredible speed, flushing out any green. It clambered upwards in columns and strange overhanging hills. The sun's light faded to a dull red before any glimpse of the sun was obliterated by a ceiling spreading over the world.

People panicked and fled. In the village where Nether had terrified the little girl herding chickens, people locked themselves inside houses, sure it was the apocalypse. In the village where Dynamite had worked, Point Pass, people stared around at the Netherrack that threatened to break apart their humble little abodes and workplaces. The wizened old librarian swore that it was the Herobrine-girl's doing.

Finally Dynamite understood what Sun had meant by, ""Tell them that the Nether has come to the Overworld," she said. And she's doing just that."

As Dynamite glanced at Sun, much as she disliked him and thought that he was a conceited lunatic, she couldn't help pitying him just a little as the tears ran down his cheeks. After all, he had sort of done what he did to protect his people. It was a sick and twisted type of protective instinct, but still.

As a lava ocean rose up around Nether, pulling her up with it, she spiralled higher and higher, above the surface of the lava, up until her head was only centimetres away from the roof of the cavern.

And she laughed.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! THE PLOT TWISTS ARE MINE! ALL MINE!

I really hope you enjoyed. I did. This chapter was SOOOO MUUUUUCH FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN to write!

Now if you're a nice person (Not like me) maybe you won't want want all the Overworld-dwellers to suffer in pain in a living hell (what a perculiar notion) then I might maybe make a sequel if you want (The things I do for you guys :P).

Hope you enjoyed my little tale.

Anyway, I gotta go. So long, and thanks for all the fish!

*Possible Easter Egg for possible future story. Heh heh heh.