(Sorry this took so long!)

Chapter 19:

I watched everyone, shaking with delight. Perfect… I looked over my shoulder, grabbing a potion of enchantment and hiding it in my back pocket. I teleported to be in the dining room, with Notch and Herobrine, causing them to look at me and stare, waiting.

"I'm done, give them the night and everything will be perfect." I chirped happily.

"That was quick." Hero concluded, continuing with his meal. I nodded.

"Quite so." Notch added, continuing to eat as well.

"Yep! May I have a room here tonight?"

"You know where they are." Notch assured me. I left after that, going into the library. I went to my secret chamber, but what I found made my heart race. It's gone… I left the room, slowly breathing. If anyone reads that book… Fuck!

~Ty~

Adam was calmly reading the book he'd borrowed from his Uncle's library, Ian in town with Cameron, and Jerome, Mitch, and I all having a conversation. We were all at the kitchen table, it was around 10am I think. Everything was peaceful, quiet, and normal. Then someone knocked on our door. Adam got up and answered.

"DAD?!" He basically screamed.

"Hi." The reply was smooth and simple, the same voice of the cloaked figure from the castle, and in stepped Herobrine. He gently messed up Adam's hair with his hand. "I came to visit, is that alright? I won't stay long." He determined.

"Sure?" Mitch answered when Adam didn't say anything. Adam stepped to the side to let his father walk in further, closing the door as Herobrine stopped at the end of the counter in the kitchen. He looked back at Adam, making a face.

"You had sex last night." He announced. Adam went red, his hair covering his sunglasses. Adam didn't reply to it, just held his fists at his side. "The house is really nice." Herobrine continued.

"Thanks." Jerome responded. Herobrine looked to us, smiling.

"I don't believe I've formally introduced myself, I'm Herobrine." Herobrine determined, placing a hand over his chest while dipping his head the slightest bit. "But most call me Hero." He added.

"Well I'm Jerome." Jerome determined, stretching out his hand for Hero to shake. Hero shook his hand, still smiling.

"Mitch; weren't you at our wedding?" Mitch introduced.

"Yes I was." Hero answered.

"Ty." I mumbled shyly, shaking his hand. His grip got so tight on my hand it made me gasp. He yanked me forward, out of my seat entirely as I stumbled towards him, Hero growling with a cold look on his face.

"Dad!" Adam snapped.

"Hello Deadlox, glad to finally meet you." Hero coldly spat. I started shaking. "You're coming with me."

~Adam~

I lunged at him, managing to catch his shirt before being teleported along with them. I fell face first onto the familiar flooring of the castle, looking up with a grunt to see Ty get dragged off quickly by my father, Ty whimpering from pain. I got to my feet and rushed after them. My father threw open the doors to the conference room, my Uncle in there with a few guards here and there, talking with people.

"Hero-" My dad yanked Ty forward, causing him to fall to his hands and knees as he released him, Ty shaking. "… It can't be him." Uncle quietly mumbled.

"Tell him what your name is." My father coldly spat, a guard grabbing my wrist and not letting me approach.

"D-d-deadlox…" Ty stated. Uncle stared at him a long time, his eyes averting to the bracelet and yanking it off as Ty continued shaking, staring up at him scared, his wings tightly pressed to his back and his tail wrapped firmly around his own waist, his ears pinned to his head and his claws beginning to dig into the floor. My uncle narrowed his eyes, for once not seeming happy.

"Take him to the dungeon." He calmly, firmly ordered. Guards immediately grabbed Ty, and I got the guards grip off of me, rushing towards them as they were dragging him off, Ty still facing us, being half dragged and half walking backwards. My father caught my wrist, making me pause, not able to run to Ty and save him as he watched me with a pleading, scared to death look. I stared at my father with fury while he gave me a cold look.

"He has never hurt a single soul in his lifetime, and if anything out of self defense." I informed him through gritted teeth when Ty disappeared, the guards fairly fast, starting to shake.

"Sky-"

"Don't you dare call me Sky!" I screamed, ripping my wrist from my father's grasp. He seemed generally confused. I never stick up for friends, especially when my father gets involved. "He's such a harmless kid! Just because he has wings and a tail, claws and weird ears, different colored eyes you choose to hate him?! To kill him?!" I yelled, my sunglasses cracking, not able to contain my aura very well when it's this strong.

"Sky, he's a threat-"

"HE'S A KID!" I roared, the loose lens pieces in my sunglasses falling to the floor.

"Sky, please." Uncle tried, reaching for my shoulder. I slapped his hand away like it was nothing, barely moving a muscle.

"YOU KILLED A 15 YEAR OLD GIRL, YOU LISTENED TO THAT GIRL SCREAM BLOODY MURDER! YOU'RE PUNISHING A CHILD THAT CAN'T CONTROL HOW THEY'RE BORN OR WHO THEIR PARENTS ARE AND BEST OF ALL; IT'S ALL BECAUSE THEY'RE FROM SOME PLACE CALLED THE END WHERE DRAGON CREATURES BIG AND SMALL LIVE! A WORLD YOU DON'T HAVE CONTROL OF- A WORLD YOU'LL NEVER FUCKING CONTROL!" They were both just watching me shocked, a rather large cracking sound ringing out as the string around my neck slipped away, my aura filling the room faster than a flood, my body becoming dark, yet consumed by a buttery flame as my breathing wavered out of control.

"Why are you so protective of him? He's nothing compared to you." Hero mumbled.

"Why…? Why?! BECAUSE I LOVE HIM AND WOULD DIE FOR HIM!" Now the ceiling had cracked; the windows and some walls as well, and I turned, bursting down the hallway with lightening speed, flying through the air after only taking a step forward. The curtains blew everywhere as I passed by them, lots of workers freezing as I rushed past. I never get upset, especially not here, and if anything I get upset and go back home to deal with the problem. I heard a faint, high pitched sound, kind of like a whistle, or a bomb falling from the sky, but I soon felt myself get tackled to the ground, my father above me growling. I growled right back.

~Ty~

The floor was hard, the dirty, eroding stone brick walls intimidating. I've never been in jail… There were no windows in this cell, besides a very, very small one that I could barely fit my shoulder through anyway. I was sitting here, shaking, my knees pulled to my chest and my tail tightly wrapped about my waist. I was afraid they'd try hurting my wings, so they were pinned to my back, scale armor side showing none of the flight material. And I was sobbing as well, my arms wrapped around my folded up legs and my face hidden in the skin upon my knees. My ears were pinned back against my head, but I still heard the rather large crash above me.

I didn't mind it though, someone probably just tripped. Why don't they just kill me already? I just sat here for the longest time, scared, but after a few hours my fear turned to annoyance and hurt. Did they forget about me that easily?

"Hello?" I tried, peering out through the small section of bars of the door. I gave up trying after a while. The solitude started getting to me, like it did when I was younger, I don't remember from where, but I've felt alone like this before. So I was once more sitting. My eyes twitching along with my ears, my ears trying to detect anything now.

"Oh, give up already! Who cares if they forgot, they were going to kill us anyway!" A darker version of me stated from across the room, leaning on the wall and looking way more dragon than man.

"Don't listen to the fool! You can't let them forget you; you won't receive any food or water!" Another me stated, appearing next to the darker version, looking way more man than dragon. And they began arguing back and forth as I sat here going completely insane. If I could see myself, I'd know my pupils were way thinner than normal, my body shaking. Why would they leave me? Where's Adam? Why hasn't he come for me?

~Adam~

I cried out, my struggling getting the magic concealing ropes to tighten around my body. My uncle glanced at me, but looked away again, the sad look on his face not changing. My father stood to the left, my Uncle to the right, and the man that had caused Ty so much pain and torture in between them.

"Awe, look at how cute he is…" The man cooed, putting a hand on the glass. We were next door, but the magic surrounding this room kept Ty from being able to hear us, and from his side of the glass, all he could see was more stone, no glass at all. "He's so easy to crack when he doesn't have power, much like your son." My father growled, eyeing the man.

"How long will this take?" My father demanded, returning his attention to Ty.

"Not much longer, you have to trick Deadlox into a state of insanity and quite frankly when you know plenty about him it's quite simple really."

"Please, leave him alone!" I begged, crying out as the ropes tightened again, falling to my knees as my Uncle flinched.

"Oh shut up." The man ordered, leaving the room entirely. I managed once more to get on my feet, being able to peer through the glass now that the man wasn't standing in my way. Ty… His ears snapped towards the door as the man's footsteps became hearable, the door opening about 5 seconds later. When the man stepped in instead of my father or Uncle, Ty basically went lucid in 3 seconds flat.

"Hello, how have you been?" Blood startled dripping from Ty's gapped mouth. The man chuckled. "Awe, you're still afraid, that's adorable."

"You have to stop him, he'll kill Ty!" I barely managed to state as the ropes tightened enough to make the air leave my lungs, causing me to fall to my knees. The adults watched me as I stayed down on my knees, staring at the floor, tears stinging my eyes, but eventually looked back to Ty.

"I don't understand how you thought you'd get away that easily, simply creating a crater with me as its center point isn't enough you know… But you get points for trying." The man determined, Ty's ears flat, hidden in his hair. "But the reason I really had you brought here was so I was sure you couldn't get away from me while we talked, I needed to get a few things clear. Number one," He paused, me now standing as he looked towards the door and lifted his hand towards it. A massive amount of dark energy surged towards the door, like my father's flame and my Uncle's light energy, making them take sharp breaths. The door was now blocked by a dark energy barrier.

"How…" Uncle breathed.

"To hell with those men, I don't give a damn about any of their problems; I've got my own sitting right in front of me. Number 2, to hell with our agreement, they really are gullible!" He declared with a laugh.

"How did he even get here… We destroyed the portal…" My father continued.

"Number 3, your mother would be proud of you, very proud. I've followed my orders as planned, and now I have but a few more things to do. With you." The man glanced at the glass with a smirk on his face.

"You have no right…" Ty muttered, his head down, his hair covering his eyes. The man looked back at him surprised. "You have no right to speak of my mother when all you've done is try killing me!" Ty roared, the glass cracking the slightest bit.

"Now Ty, calm down, I can explain why I was ordered to do this, I assured you I'm a friend. In fact…" The man looked straight at us, his eyes narrowed with a wicked smile. He was looking directly at me. "I'm a better friend than that so called boyfriend of yours."

"You are not!" Ty argued.

"Really? Then tell me, where is he?" The man asked, looking back to Ty. Ty was about to answer, but no words came from his mouth. "Exactly. You do realize that he never really loved you, right? In fact, the only reason he treated you so nicely is so he could lure you here for his father." Ty just stared at the man, as did I.

"He's lying to Ty." I announced, my voice cracking. "I would never…"

"I'm surprised you were so gullible, did you really think another man would love you as much as he did? That's insane. Now I'm not trying to hurt your feelings, I care about you as much as I do your mother. I'm just trying to get you to understand that you were never truly loved. I mean, if he loved you, wouldn't he have saved you by now? And if he couldn't save you, wouldn't he be sitting here with you? Holding you in his arms until the very last second? If he truly loved you he'd die by your side, but it's quite obvious he doesn't love you at all."

Ty just stared at the man, the slits in his eyes so skinny, his eyes so wide. When part of his face finally move again, it was the muscles under his eyes as tears built up in them. Ty broke down into another sobbing fit, this time the sobbing seeming more open hearted with barely any control over it, more pain present in it as he just pointlessly cried out, the man holding him as if Ty was his child. I'm causing Ty so much pain… Tears were flowing from my eyes as well, but I couldn't move to cover my face like Ty could, I was stuck with them flowing from my eyes freely.

"I love you Ty." The man admitted. "Like a son I mean, I've taken care of you for so long now, 20 years… I must sound old to you." The man happily stated, wiping at Ty's eyes. "I know your mother would be so sad to see you like this… Please stop crying." The man requested. Ty stared at him a long time, but he did stop crying, the last of his tears falling from his chin and leaving their care free streaks of salty water behind. The man cleaned the rest of his face, continuing to hold Ty like he was his child. Me, I kept on crying like an insane person. I just lost Ty, didn't I…?

"So… To make Deadlox snap, he drove him insane, made him cry, and now he's comforting him?" My dad declared, crossing his arms. The man stood up, standing in the middle of the cell as Ty stayed in the corner.

"I need to ask you something Deadlox." The man calmly requested, reaching into his back pocket.

"No way." My father breathed, a shocked look in his eyes.

"Do you know what this is?" The man placed the potion bottle on the ground, but it wasn't like anything I'd ever seen in my life, and I knew all about potions. It was a mix of what looked like yellow, green, and silver, swirling like magic.

"It's a bottle of enchanting." Deadlox declared, looking up at the man, seeming calm in his presence now. "You use it to renew magical items, bring their power back stronger than before. It's deadly though, because despite being powerful-"

"On contact, it could severely injure you." The man finished, nodding. "But, it's basically magical energy, trapped in a bottle as well, one of the reason's it's nearly impossible to make."

"How did he get that?" Uncle demanded.

"I don't know, I destroyed all of them in my kingdom." Father answered.

"Same here." Uncle determined. "You don't think he's crazy enough to make it himself… do you?"

"Knowing Ender, he probably is." My father declared.

"You know… Your name isn't Deadlox." The man announced. Ty just stared at him for a long time. "But before I get into detail with that, how about you show me how this stuff works, you've used it before, but I don't believe I'm familiar with the details." The man handed Ty the bottle, and Ty actually smiled, as if he loved using this so called enchantment potion.

"Do you have a magical artifact?"

"Yes, here." The man handed him a small, star shaped charm. "It ran out of magic a while ago and my friend hasn't been able to use it, it means the world to her, a friend gave it to her."

"I've never worked with something so small…" Ty breathed, setting it on the ground and unscrewing the lid to the bottle.

"I have a string if that helps."

"Tie the charm to it."

"I can do that." The man tied the charm to the string, Ty swishing the potion around a bit, loosening the thick content by the looks of it. He carefully poured a small, thin strand of the liquid into the lid, and after staring at it for a while, he slowly narrowed his eyes.

"What…" Ty brought the cap to his nose, then poured it out onto his hand. "This isn't a potion of enchanting, I should be screaming from its touch on my skin!" Ty screamed, grabbing the bottle and throwing it across the room. It shattered on impact with the wall, the liquid going everywhere. He looked back to the man, then took in a sharp breath. The man looked so saddened, but nodded.

"I was hoping you wouldn't notice..."

"Why?" Ty demanded.

"Because then this wouldn't be so hard… You wouldn't see it coming, Ender didn't say you'd predict it wasn't real." He informed Ty.

"Isn't Ender dead?" I questioned. The man pulled out a different bottle, this one looking the exact same, except having a slight glow. And he hit Ty outside the head with it, no hesitation.

"No, TY!" I cried out, screaming as the ropes started tightening more. They were cut off suddenly, my Uncle holding a sword, his head down and his face covered by the short hair he has.

"Stop screaming." Uncle ordered, but also begged. Before I could answer or thank him, my father grabbed his shirt, staring into Ty's cell. Our gazes followed, me stepping up to the glass and placing my hands on it. The potion was running down Ty's face like blood, no blood present though, his dragon eyes disappearing, leaving his human eyes as the rest of his dragon features slowly disappeared until all that was left was the small, scrawny boy I knew and loved. Even his sharp teeth and snake like tongue were gone. Ty slowly closed his eyes, and didn't scream, didn't pass out, just stood there. When the potion had been absorbed into his skin, he opened his eyes again, instead of lighter purple colored pupils and darker purple slits, the colors were reversed, making him look scary as hell, especially since his eyes now glowed with what seemed to be a dark source of light and energy.

"My little Deadlox, I knew it couldn't have been you with those messed up eyes. Your eyes are dark and cold, not light." The man confirmed with a small smile on his face as Ty just stared at him, unmoving, unblinking. "Look at you. So silent." The man went behind him, wrapping his arms around Ty's neck and placing his mouth by Ty's ear. "Tell me, what do you remember last?"

"Let go of me." Ty ordered, his voice flowing with dark energy, deeper than it was before, nearly an octave lower. The man let go of him, walking to be in front of him.

"What do you-" Ty cut him off with a direct punch to the face, making the guy fall to the ground and catch himself as Ty straightened out like it was nothing.

"Developing my magic and getting disturbed by someone with your scent." Ty determined, turning his back to the man. The man got back up without a problem, wiping blood from his mouth. My father, Uncle, and I could only stare. "Where am I? Furthermore, who the hell are you? Why would my mother allow you to even dare touch me?" Ty demanded, looking back to the man with his arms crossed over his chest, his eyes glowing darkly, narrowed. The man took a knee, placing a hand over his heart and bowing his head.

"I am Estol, head of the family council." Ty turned to face him completely. "Your mother granted me access to you, but as for where we are…" Estol stood up straight, his back to us and Ty facing our direction, but staring at Estol, not seeing us still. "You've been kidnapped by the Kings of the Over and Under realms, both of them looking to steal your magic and annihilate you. I came to your aid in time before they could try anything that may harm you and have blocked the door with a barrier. I won't let them hurt you." Our jaws were on the floor, nearly literally, shocked Estol could lie without his voice giving any hint of it. Ty just stared at him, eventually dipping his head down the slightest bit and closing his eyes.

"They're foolish then." He determined. "Take the barrier down."

"But-" Estol cut himself off when Ty opened his eyes, not saying anything, but staring at Estol with a cold, harsh stare, as if challenging him to talk back to him.

"Take it down." Estol hesitated, but turned towards the door, slowly taking the barrier down. Ty smirked.

"Oh, and its Enderlox." He announced. "Deadlox was simply a stupid human name my mother bestowed of me when I was young for some reason, but she said my name was truly Enderlox. She just thought I'd like a name that didn't immediately declare I was her son."

"No… No, she had a son and we didn't know?!" My father started. Ty's eyes looked in our direction, but as the barrier broke, the door opened, Ty and Estol backing up as a few guards came in.

"Stop this at once, you traitor!" One of them demanded. Ty lifted a hand towards them, smiling and once more narrowing his eyes as evil flooded his features, blasting the man back with dark, obsidian colored magical energy.

"Bye bye now." Ty mumbled, the other guards not even putting up a fight and letting him leave the room. I rushed from the room, my father and Uncle protesting as I slammed the door behind me. Ty was already gone. I rushed upstairs, finding him staring out a window, up at the sky with a deep set frown on his face, the weather stormy. I rushed towards him, his vision shifting towards me, his body never moving and his head only turning about a centimeter. Estol was simply leaned against a wall a bit away.

"Hey, are you ok?" I asked. He simply stared at me, not responding. "Look, I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. I tried to get to you, but-" Ty turned towards me more, his eyes wandering me but eventually returning to my own eyes.

"Do I know you?" He demanded, staring at me. I took in a sharp breath.

"I-… It's me, it's Adam." I assured him. He didn't respond, waiting. "… Don't tell me you seriously don't remember me or I'll make you remember." I informed him, cupping his face and kissing him dead on the lips. He shoved me off with such strength that I lied on the ground shocked. Ty was never that strong…

"You dare touch me scum? Who do you think you are, because in my eyes you are nothing but a peasant not worth my time." Ty spat, holding his head up all high and mighty as he stared down at me, his hands in his pockets and a cold, harsh look once more in his eyes. I just watched him shocked. "Hmn." He turned, walking off again, Estol watching him, but turning his gaze to me and smiling wickedly.

"Sorry, life's tough kid." He determined, following Ty. I just watched them for the longest time, eventually crawling forward the slightest bit, not standing and staying on my hands and knees.

"HOW COULD YOU?!" I screamed as tears rolled down my cheeks. "HOW COULD YOU SAY THAT?!" I demanded, looking up to find him staring at me. He didn't reply. "YOU'D NEVER SAY THAT, WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?!" I demanded, sobbing.

"Go to hell peasant." He ordered, turning back around. I shot to my feet, but both my arms were caught as I tried running to him, crying out as everything inside me just felt like it were breaking down.

"WHERE'S MY TY?! I WANT HIM BACK! GIVE ME BACK MY TY!" I demanded, sobbing pathetically. The person holding me tried turning me around to hug me or something stupid like that, but I pushed away, trying to get to my feet and run at this thing inside of Ty, but whoever it was caught my foot and made me trip as I continued screaming and yelling for Ty, for my Ty. Estol and this so called Enderlox were standing there, Enderlox looking over his shoulder and Estol partially facing us, watching us. Enderlox was smirking with amusement. Estol seemed upset, as if he didn't want to see me like this.

"Come on, we have business to attend to." Enderlox declared, looking forward and continuing on. Estol waited, but followed as I screamed for them to stop, begging them, despite still on the floor. When they disappeared from sight, I buried my face in my arms, sobbing into them on my knees and elbows, face down on the floor.

"Please stop crying." My father's gentle, soothing voice request. "It hurts so much to see you cry." I didn't stop, I couldn't stop. My life just left me on the floor and told me unknowing of who I am to go to hell. My life called me scum, my life called me a peasant not worth his time, and what's worse is that he was still wearing the locket with all of us in it, with us in it. "Sky, please stop." My father's voice cracked and it just made me sob more, but I shot up and buried myself into him like a child. He held me tightly, like nothing would hurt me as I continued sobbing.

~Herobrine~

I think he fell asleep, my poor son. Notch is in the conference room, not being able to deal with this much emotion. The tears streaming my own face had stopped and dried by now, the sound of my son in pain such a horrid thing. I got up, lifting my son and carrying him in my arms like a little child, but he was heavier than I remember, but it didn't affect me. I don't understand how someone as helpless and caring turned as cold as stone from just one potion. Then again, there is a reason we destroyed them all, they're considered one of the forbidden arts, the 3rd one. The other forbidden arts are death magic and black magic. Then again, Enderlox was using dark magic, and only Ender possessed it. Estol's magic didn't feel right.

The long hallway I was walking soon revealed a wall, a door on it. I went inside and found Notch sitting at the table, dark bags under his eyes, as well as my own. He had tear stains on his face, and when seeing me, he gave me a sorrowful look.

"He fell asleep." I wearily announced, setting Sky down on the rather large table, sitting across from Notch.

"I'm glad; the poor child has gone through so much loss and pain today. I knew he was in love, but he never told me who with, but I could tell it was something serious." I felt my throat close up as I gagged, covering my mouth as I suddenly felt ill. "What?"

"When I went to retrieve Enderlox Sky smelt of sex." Notch went pale.

"Oh my, I didn't think he was that serious." He assured. I calmed down my unsettled stomach, looking to Sky as he shifted. "You should get him home."

"What about Enderlox and Estol, someone has to track them down in this storm and you need rest." I argued, standing. I paused. "Where did they go?"

"One of my men position in the front of the castle entrance said that they opened a portal from thin air and teleported through hit, the portal disappearing afterwards. They said the color variation looked like the colors from Ender's stationary one."

"Wait, so they can just teleport back and forth without the portal?!" I screamed, stunned. Notch nodded.

"The stationary portal was for humans and other beings who couldn't teleport… Or find their homeland."

"Fuck!" I hissed, turning and walking away partially, running a hand through my hair and pacing. I looked to Sky again as he shifted, then sighed, nodding. "Ok, let's get you home." I picked him up and teleported again, appearing on their doorstep instantly. Lifting my foot, I gently knocked, hearing murmuring before the door opened.

"May I come in?" I calmly requested. Mitch nodded, stepping aside. "Where is his room?"

"Upstairs, last door on the left." Mitch informed me as I found everyone in the living room, as well as 2 girls I hadn't met, but seen at the wedding. The girls looked so scared of me. After putting Sky in his bed, I removed his cracked sunglasses and left them on the dresser, removing his cracked amulet from my pocket and placing the 2 pieces besides it, returning downstairs and going to leave.

"Where's Ty?" Jerome asked. I froze, looking back at him. He looked concerned.

"He's…" The hope in his eyes for his friend's safety made this hard, because I didn't know if he was mentally ill or not. I took in a shaky breath as everyone else soon appeared, waiting for an answer that wouldn't leave my mouth.

"Is he…?" Ian questioned, not finishing. I look to the floor, not wanting to upset anyone else as tears fell from my eyes. I turned away from everyone, wiping at them. I turned back to them and flashed what had happened into their minds. Everything from me coming to this house to Sky breaking down crying as Enderlox walked away like he didn't give a damn, all of this basically being implanted into their heads like they'd been there themselves. They all looked horrified with tears streaming their own faces.

"He went home." I added, assuring them we hadn't attacked or anything. "Please, don't let my son do anything stupid. I can't lose him too." I requested, turning away and facing the door.

"Sure…" Ian whispered as Jerome quietly cried into Mitch. Without another word, I left.