I'm real sorry for the delay, my peopleses. I've been a semi-depressed state for a while and I just didn't feel like doing anything. I didn't write, I didn't roleplay, I didn't do anything. But I'm better now, so today I devoted all the time I had into writing. Now I wanted to say something. The song of the chapter is more of a song that fits the story, but most are for the chapter. So, I'll see you soon, my peopleses.
Song of the chapter: This is War by Three Seconds to Mars
3 Days Until Destruction
Time: 9:39
Location: Sky's House
Sky watched the animal slam the door shut, casting the room into darkness save the one candle to the right of his cage. The butter lover scowled then scooted over to the left of the cage, reaching an arm out between the bars.
"Come on, come on..." Sky grunted, stretching his fingers as far as they could go. Even though the animal was smart, he was extremely forgetful and ignorant. A small, iron dagger lay inches from Sky's fingertips. It wasn't much, but it was all he had. The ex-infected grunted again, pressing against the bars.
Finally, his fingers brushed the blade of the dagger. With a few more tries, Sky was able to bring it towards him. He twisted his arm to get it back into the cage, setting the dagger down so he could. When his hand was free, he reached back out and gently grasped the blade with two fingers, dragging it through the bars.
Sky smirked slightly and scooted over to the other end of the cage, glancing over the lock that kept him captured. This shouldn't be too hard.
It took him a while, but he managed to pick the lock. The final click that emitted from the metal casing came with a wave of relief. Slowly, the door to the cage swung open. Sky wasted no time in standing up and bolting out. He paused at the top of the stairs, listening. When he deemed it safe, it tried to turn the doorknob. It was locked, of course.
"Dammit," Sky cursed, yanking on the handle. He sighed and turned around, going back down the stairs. He searched around. Crawling on the floor and looking under shelves and tables for something to open the door with. He sighed, sitting back on his knees after searching another shelf held nothing that would get him out of this basement. The bag that the animal had been sorting through caught his eye. Sky grinned and stood up, walking over to it hurriedly. After a few moments, he drew a rusty crowbar from the bag. "Yes," he whispered, turning around and running up to the door at the top of the stairs.
Sky wedged the crowbar in the crack of the door and pulled, smiling at the sound of cracking wood. He tugged harder and after a few tense moments of tugging, the door gave way. He blinked at the sudden brightness, swinging open the broken door. He glanced at it as the wood crumbled and fell, leaving the door hanging off only one hinge. Sky shrugged and started towards the door. Now to find and save his friends.
Location: The Nether
Time: 9:39
'I'm sorry, guys,' Seto thought to himself, trying not to look down at the lava pool underneath his feet. He looked up instead, up at the demon that was threateningly pushing the sorcerer's fingers off the ledge. He had refused to talk, so this was punishable by death.
The sorcerer grunted and shifted, trying to get a better grip on the scorching got Nether-rack. Herobrine grinned and stepped down on his foot lightly. "Now that you know that you will die, and that I will bring you back only to kill you again, is there not something you would like to tell me?"
"Go drown in a well," Seto spat out, swinging his legs up to try and get his footing. No use, they just slipped back down.
Suddenly, purple and silver wisps swirled around him. The lava reared up, branching into swirls that represented the purple and silver ones. Herobrine looked slightly surprised, but easily brought up a gust of wind to push the nearing lava away. He glanced down at Seto when the air did nothing. The sorcerer smirked up at him, then...
He let go.
What Herobrine didn't know was that as block had dislodged itself from the cliff face, floating under Seto. The sorcerer hit the block and commanded it to float closer to the cliff. The lava behind him paused then fell back down with a splash. He could hear Herobrine sigh above him. "Go get the body," the demon said. A couple moments later, three pigmen jumped down into the lava, followed by two blazes.
Seto tried to keep the swirls hidden, desperately grabbing them from the air. He couldn't get rid if all of them, if he did the block under him would fall, but most of the swirls were safely tucked away.
He watched the mobs warily, then raised one hand and let some magic out. Instantly, blocks fell from the cliff and crushed the mobs.
Herobrine himself then readied to jump down after seeing what happened to his mobs. He glared down at the lava pool. And then the sorcerer appeared in a wave of silver, purple, and lava. The grin on his face was lively, almost deranged. "This is for hurting my friends!"
A silver whip snapped forward, curling around the demon's foot and flinging him into the side of the Nether fortress that was near. Another came down and grabbed him around the waist, tossing him into the air and preparing to catch him. With a growl the ex-god teleported away.
This didn't deter Seto, who just raised both hands. The wisps formed together to create a purple barrier. The Kat time he used this, he had died. This time, though, he wouldn't let himself be so weak.
Location: Alter
"Seto! Seto!"
Jerome and Jason watched as Jordan ran around the room, turning over everything to find 'Seto'. The two glanced at each other, both thinking the same thing: Jordan had gone insane.
They couldn't have seen the sorcerer caught in a headlock, struggling against Herobrine. They just couldn't have. Jason sighed, glancing at the alter in the middle of the room. He walked up to it, ghosting his fingers across the one that he knew was his element's representative. It matched his eyes, he thought. The light grey and white seemed to move inn slow, fluid motions-like wind currents. He felt a sudden surge of power when he touched the block, and he turned to call Jerome over.
"Which one is yours?" He asked when the bacca was standing next to him. Jerome pointed at the green and brown-speckled one. "That one."
The fluffy reached over and wiped away a smudge on the shiny block. He gasped at the surge of power and glanced at Jason. "You feel that?"
The spaceman nodded and glanced over at Jordan. Surely the demigod had one of these blocks as a representative for his element. "Jordan. Which one is yours?" Jason asked.
The demigod glanced over at the two and shook his head, turning away curtly. "None of them are."
"Oh." Jason frowned and took his hand off the block. All if a sudden, winds whipped through the air in frenzy. Jerome yelped and ducked, taking his hand off the totem as well. Unnatural trees started sprouting randomly.
Jordan jumped, whirling around to take in what was happening. He turned and glared at the two. "Get control, dang it!" He stomped his foot in annoyance when his glasses were ripped off his head in a hot, dry gale of wind. A dark red tree sprouted up next to him and he jumped away.
Jason shook and held out a hand, twisting it sharply to the left. The winds slowly died down. Jerome knelt and touched his hands to the floor. Trees stopped sprouting, and those that had grown started to shrink into nothing.
They turned to see Jordan glaring at them, white orbs narrowed. Jason cleared his throat, scuffing the floor with his foot. "Sorry, Jordan. I didn't know."
Jerome nodded and echoed the spaceman. The demigod across from them sighed and shook his head. "Don't apologize, I should have told you not to touch the totem. He glanced around the room. "But that was impressive, both of you. We should get going; we need to find Seto before anything bad happens."
Location: The Nether
Seto ran as fast as he could back to the Nether Fortress, chest heaving. The ex-god was following him, fire springing up from the ground when Herobrine got close. "You can't run forever," the demon hissed.
Seto shivered and picked up the pace. His magic energy was starting to drain from the overuse of it in the past hours, but that didn't deter him. He needed to reach the other three-and quickly.
Two blocks of the wall in front of him moved away to create a hole, which he jumped through and into the fortress. The hole shut close behind him, sealing the demon outside for a short moment. Seto panted, pausing to look back at the wall then turning around and running. "Jordan!" he shouted, never pausing in his long, frantic strides. "Jason, Jerome!"
He turned a corner, nearly running into a tree. Gasping, he skidded to a stop and asked the most intelligent question his mind could process at that moment. "Huh?"
The tree was a blood red with darker leaves. Orange, glowing berries spotted the branches and one fell to the floor as a heavy breeze blew by. When Seto tried to move one of the logs away, his magic just bumped off it. Seto smirked slightly and pressed his back against the wall, sliding past the tree and continuing on. His friends were this way.
He slid around a corner, face brightening when his three friends came into view. "Guys-!"
Something struck him from behind, grabbing him in a headlock. He didn't need to look to know that the demon had caught up with him. He shouted, struggling against Herobrine. The other three turned and immediately started towards the sorcerer.
"Take one more step and I'll kill him," the demon hissed smugly, knowing that the Overworlders wouldn't want their suddenly alive friend dead again.
"Jordan, is that Seto?" Jason asked quietly, glancing at the demigod out of the corner of his eye. Jordan nodded, never taking his eyes off his father and Seto. His fists clenched and he scowled at his father. "Let Seto go," he growled, tone dark. Herobrine smirked, pressing a blade to the sorcerer's neck. "Make me, son."
Jordan bristled at the comment. "I am not your son. I told you to never call me that."
Jerome quietly started to make his way to the totem; only Seto noticed the bacca, but he kept quiet. The ex-god glared at his son, eyes flashing. "I raised you for half of your life. I'm the one who taught you how to kill." He grinned. "I saw what you did to those Overworlders. Good job, I'm proud of you."
Jordan had nothing to say. His tongue couldn't seem form words past his anger. He looked down for a moment, then back up at his 'father'. "I can see why you killed mom, you heartless bastard."
Flames suddenly sprung up around the group as Herobrine stabbed the knife into Seto's shoulder. "How dare you!"
Seto cried out, trying to get away. He called upon his magic, but it suddenly fled his body as the shining blade was scraped down his arm in a wavy line. It was ripped away; only to be stabbed back down as the demon shouted something in the language Jordan had spoken to the imp earlier. ".ti rof deksa ehS"
Jordan hissed and thunder rumbled. "!uoy morf em tcetorp ot gniyrt saw ehS" He shouted, jumping forward to stop the demon from carving scar into Seto's arm. A wall of air slapped him away, preventing him from coming closer. Suddenly silver and purple magic started to swirl around Seto and Herobrine. The demon dragged the blade down the sorcerer's arm several more times before finally throwing Seto to the ground. The wall of air parted, allowing the sorcerer to roll away from the demon. The purple in the wisps slowly turned a dark maroon-crimson, a shade lighter than the Nether brick. Seto gasped in pain, cradling his arm.
He couldn't help but glance down at the forming scar as Jason ran over to him. Jerome quickly abandoned the totem to help the spaceman in supporting their now-alive friend up onto his feet. They tried not to look at the wound.
His sleeve had been torn off when the demon had started carving the wound into his arm. It was quickly scabbing over, only for the scabs to peel away into a scar. The wound traveled all the way down his arm, looking exactly like the swirls that would swim around him when he used his magic. It was so unlike Jerome's and Jason's neat, small scars that it was terrifying. Seto tore his gaze away from his wound to find that the demon had teleported away, leaving Jordan kneeling on the ground.
Jason let the bacca take the weight of Seto, who was surprisingly quick to recover. The spaceman knelt down next to Jordan, placing a tentative hand on the demigod's shoulder. "Jordan?"
The demigod blinked and looked up at him with dulled eyes. A frown pulled at the corners of his lips and he quickly stood, turning sharply on his heel. "Come. Herobrine is going to the Overworld."
"How do you kno-"
"I just do. Trust me. He just conquered Ecnorite, he'll want to put the element to action as soon as possible. We need to hurry if you want to save our friends."
He started walking, leaving the other three with no choice but to follow.