A/N Hello wonderful readers! I come bearing another chapter of The Reborn King. I don't own Minecraft. Now onto the guest review!

Ravenstar-I'm not saying anything on the topic of our prophet. My lips are officially sealed. *gives a virtual pat on the shoulder* Don't worry. Levi and co. will work extremely hard on solving that particular problem. Have hope in our small band of heroes!

Chapter 9:

The Dark King

"Once upon a time, there was a king who ruled over the land. He was called greedy, he was called evil, and he was called the demon who all hated and feared. The Creator of all heard of his treacheries, and banished him to the Nether. The king took with him his closest advisors and allies. He took his Dark Mage, the one who performed enchantments and spells. He took his Tactician, the one who was in charge of the kingdom's strategical moves in battle and war. He took his Miner, the one who collected all of the valuable gems and items that the king needed. He took his Warrior, the one who would lead the fighting forces of his army. And the last that he took was his most treasured of all. His wife.

Though the Creator did not know it, he had been wrong to banish the king. The king was not what the villagers and the people of his kingdom thought him to be. They called him a monster, a beast, only because he was born from battle. He possessed great darkness, but he did not misuse it. The true villain was none other than one of Notch's advisors.

She bid her time, gathering her forces. She tried to overthrow him, and while his power was weakened in the battle, the king and his five companions escaped their imprisonment. Instead of hating the Creator for his crimes, they fought alongside him. Before they could defeat her, however, the king prevented them from coming with him. He attempted to fight her by himself, and though he managed to defeat her, his body was destroyed in the process. As his wife held him close, he promised to come back one day. He promised that he would save the world of Minecraftia from the attack of the Light One."

He finished the story, closing the book in his lap. Looking down at the young mob that he now called his kin, he commented, "It's an awfully grim and suspenseful fairy tale, isn't it?"

Pandora nodded in agreement. "There was no happy ending, Orphy."

"I thought the same thing. After I read it, I started to doubt that it was an actual fairy tale. I kept searching through the library here, looking for more information. That was when I found the prophecy."

A look of wonder appeared on Pandora's face. "The original prophecy, spoken by the princess?"

It was his turn to nod. "I think so." Orpheus closed his purple eyes, starting to recite the prophecy from memory. It hasn't been hard for him to memorize. Though he didn't have a photographic memory, it was easy to memorize things like prophecies.

"The white-eyed king shall be reborn once more,

His allies shall appear, stronger than before,

The Dark Mage shall become one with a beast,

The Seer shall be the one who is feared the least,

The Miner shall try to forget the past,

The Warrior shall try to make the memories last,

The king's wife shall follow her heart,

Even if her choices may tear the chosen apart,

The six shall all take each other's hands,

Together they shall fight for all the lands,

When the light emerges, she will have won,

Unless the moon can destroy the sun."

When he finished, Pandora stayed silent. He was content sitting there with her in his lap, staring into the fires crackling before their eyes.

Then suddenly, Pandora spoke. "Orphy, I bet that you're the Dark Mage!"

"Huh?"

"You're the Dark Mage, Orphy! It has to be you!" Pandora said, hopping to her feet and look up at him with excitement in her purple eyes.

"I don't think so, Pandora..." He trailed off, looking away. He couldn't be that important, could he? He was just a kid. He couldn't be part of a prophecy. Would whatever controlled the universe be stupid enough to allow a kid to fulfill that important role?

"But you became one with a beast!"

He blinked, realizing how true her statement was. "I did, didn't I?"

She gave a confident nod. "Villagers and humans think of hostile mobs as beasts!"

He narrowed his eyes. "But that would mean that the prophecy has just gone one step closer to being completed." He shot to his feet. "We have to hurry, Pandora." Orpheus started to put books into his bag. "But how on Minecraftia are we supposed to get there quickly? We don't even know where he is." Notch, if you're listening, please help us find him.

Help did come. He could practically imagine the light bulb going off as he spoke. "I've got it." Orpheus turned to his smaller companion. "How do you teleport, Pandora?"

"You need to imagine the place or the person that you want to end up near. Only masters can make it exact...Endermen that have lived for thousands of years." She added when she noticed Orpheus' look of confusion.

"Did you say thousands?"

She nodded. "Endermen live longer than humans."

He hesitated to ask his next question. "Pandora...how old are you, exactly?"
"Twenty-five!"

Orpheus started to have a coughing fit. "Orphy, are you alright?!"

He put a hand up. "I'm-I'm fine...My throat was a little irritated..." Twenty-five? She's older than me! I thought that she was around five! He cleared his throat several times, and when he finished coughing, he spoke again, "I'm going to try to teleport to Herobrine."

"But you have to be at least thirty in order to do that!"
He gave a smile. "I can try, can't I? And since we're both here, maybe we'll be able to do it!"

Pandora stared up at her friend. "You're a strange human."

"I am, aren't I?" He said, the smile growing bigger. "Grab my hand, alright? Hopefully this doesn't go wrong." He muttered the last part underneath his breath. Purple particles started to circle around them, and in a flash the two were gone.