*A cloud of red smoke appears on the empty stage, and a figure rises like a zombie from the mist*

Figure: I LIIIIIVE!

Daniel: Flare? Is that you?

Figure: Nu, I am Fiammetta. Fiammetta Fire, to be exact.

Zoea: So, then where is Flare?

Fiammetta: Oh, she's somewhere, but I don't think she'll be back.

Herobrine: What happened?

Fiammetta: After she posted the last chapter of TDW, she went into hiding. For more than a month. WAAAAY more. During that time, as her loyal friends and readers gave her the support she needed,

Voice from the sky: Wait, I have no friends!

Fiammetta: *Glares at the sky, then continues* she healed. But she also changed.

Zoea: How did she change?

Fiammetta: Simple. She became a teenager. And she shed her old writer lives as PennyforSunshine and SeaofFire. She is now SeaofFireGaming. She did this so she could expand into other gaming fanfiction, and kinda try to lose the haters.

Jean: Then who ARE you?

Fiammetta: I was wondering when someone would ask that. Actually,

I am Flare. Just like how SeaofFire changed into SeaofFireGaming, Flare transformed into me.

Daniel: What's the difference?

Fiammetta: Let's just say I'm a little more devious then Flare, and a little crazier… *Insert creepy smile* Betray me, and I WILL. MAKE. YOU. SUFFER.

Now, shall we get started?

(No POV)

After the events of "Zoea's Great Escape", as the castle servants call it, Zoea was in colossal trouble.

"Just WHAT were you THINKING?!" Notch yelled at his daughter. "You could have been KILLED!"

"Dad I-I'm sorry!" Zoea tried to apologize. "I-I just w-wanted to escape palace life for once! No one notices me or caresorthinksI'mmyownper-" she began to ramble, before being cut off by her father.

"No, Zeannah, it's just, that's exactly what your mother told me, before running to the Nether, to Herobrine, my own brother!" He turned to Zoea. "I don't want to lose you, like I did your mother." He turned his back to her, but Zoea could still see his tears falling to the floor.

"Dad, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! I promise, no, I SWEAR I won't leave again. Please, don't cry." She ran over to her father to hug him.

"Th-thank you, Zoea." He sniffled, and embraced her.

Hearing a sniffle from a distance off, Zoea looked up to see one of the servants smiling and near-silently crying.

A minute later, Notch broke the embrace. "Alright, child. Now I do believe it's become time for your studies. Off you go." He said, sending her off.

'Hmm, maybe I'll get out of a punishment…' Zoea thought to herself as she began to leave.

"Oh, Zoea, one more thing." She peeked back into the room she'd just left, just to see what her father wanted. "You're not off the hook just yet. A punishment is yet to be delivered."

'Dang it.' She thought as she went down the hall to her library.

Meanwhile, in the Nether:

"Daniel, I'm very disappointed in you. You let yourself fall into that girl's trap, be blinded by an infatuation. Then you go and stop Zirath from helping you complete your mission! How could you have betrayed us, all for that one girl?!" Herobrine scolded his son.

"I-I didn't think she would be the DAUGHTER of NOTCH! How could I?" Daniel tried to explain.

"Notch must have figured out that you were in the overworld, and sent her to stop you." Herobrine kept thinking out loud.

"Well, what if he didn't?!" Daniel lost it. "What if she left on her own, tried to escape the Aether?! Just wanted to have a normal life?!" He fumed.

Herobrine was silent. Daniel knew he'd gone too far, but he couldn't stop himself.

Finally, Herobrine spoke. "That was the excuse your mother made and gave to me in order to go to Notch. My brother!" Herobrine was silent for a minute. "Unless you can keep your mission's goal ahead of you, you are not to leave the fortress."

"Wait, what?!" Daniel panicked. "Y-you're just going to keep me here, like a prisoner?!"

"If you can't keep your goals in order, and yet allow yourself to get distracted, then I suppose so." Herobrine cast a furious glance at Daniel, before vanishing from the room.

Daniel sunk into a heap on the nether-brick floor. "Now what am I supposed to do?" He asked himself.

Yes, short chapter is short. I hope to get the final chapter battle-thingy out by this week's end.

I have all of you guys to thank. All my loyal readers, who gave me the total support I desperately needed. Thank you, for giving me back my writing fire.

Fiammetta, OUT! *Flames flash, then fade*