Chapter 8 – Messages

       Void paced in front of her top general, a huge skeleton named Rakier. “You directly disobeyed my orders.” She said slowly. Rakier was cowering at her feet. “Please!” He begged. “I’m sorry. The monsters would not listen! I could not get them to do what you said!”
    Void slowly drew her sword. The User-that-is-not-a-users blood still caked it, making a magenta light on the ground. It made Void smile. “Maybe,” she said slowly. “Maybe you need a lesson on following directions.”
  “P-p-please!” Rakier whimpered. Void’s smile grew. Her eyes suddenly glowed bright white. The Music of Minecraft suddenly burst into song. Void scowled and the white faded away. She shook her head rapidly. “Wha-what?” She asked, confused. “Rakier- what happened?” The skeleton stood up.         “You- you were angry.” He said. “That the monsters started killing. And- your eyes glowed and you got out your sword and-“
     Void moaned. “Not again,” she said. She looked up at the skeleton, her eyes wide with fear. “Rakier… I’m scared. It’s happening more and more. What do I do?”
      The skeleton looked at her with loving eyes. “We’ll figure something out,” he promised. She smiled at him. “Your the best friend I’ve ever had,” she said truthfully. “Same with me,”  he said. “If it wasn’t  for you, I’d still be the small skeleton that could barely hold up a bow. Your magic is awesome!”
      She smiled. “I’m going to go wash off my sword.” “Hey!” Rakier complained. “We drink from that stream!”
    “Why else would I do it?” She teased. “Relax, I’m just gonna pour water on it from a bucket.” Rakier looked at her, obviously nervous. “What?” She asked. “It’s just…” He said.  “Do we really have to attack the User-that-is-not-a-user? I mean, you don’t really seem that into it.”
    Her eyes glowed. “We defiantly have to,” she confirmed. “No one messes with my parents.” She looked straight into where his eyes would have been. “You and me are the only ones that know the truth. And I really, really hope it stays that way.”
   Void spun around and ran off. She was fast, causing many of the monsters around her to turn their heads. It wasn’t like the armies of blood hungry creatures Herobrine had commanded. All the monsters here were calm. Unlike her father, she cared about her army. She helped the wounded and anyone hurt couldn’t fight. Only a quarter of her army would go out at a time, giving the others time to rest. They all stayed in a huge clearing in the middle of a beautiful forest. The zombies and skeletons had been given helmets, but they still were nervous. So Void has created sun shields, a entire half of the clearing that was covered in magic glass. They could see everything so clearly through it it was like after a hundred years they could finally be back on the sun.
   The sun shield also covered the fountain right in the middle of the clearing. It was a XP fountain, but one very different from the others. The XP was very constant, and it flowed out of four quarts blocks in a tall pillar. Out of the block sprouted quarts branches, dotted with emerald block leaves.
     The emerald blocks also dripped XP that the branches caught. The blocks had been carved to dip down in the middle, and wounded mobs could stand in the small waterfall.
   The tree was planted on end stone that stretched ten blocks in every directions. Enderman could teleport on this and get power like they did in the End. By the trunk was a descending tunnel that leaded into a large cavern. Walking by, Void smiled as she felt the heat of the lava pools and heard the moans of contentment.
   The trunk of the tree was covered with quickly growing moss. So were the quarts pillars placed every few blocks around the endstones edge. The spiders could eat without having to take from dungeons or Mega Taigas.
    Suddenly, a small spider jumped out at her. Void smiled. “Hello, Sharm.” She said, petting it’s fuzzy head. She had taken the time to memorize the monsters names. The small spider grinned. “Thisss spiderr iss happy Void iss here.” She rubbed against Void ankles. Void loved the little spiders running around. She hadn’t intended to have them. She made sure all her mobs were of age to fight. But one of the Sisters has given birth. The babies weren’t allowed to fight, of course, and neither was their mother who had to take care of them.
    Right then, their mother Sharg ran up and scooped Sharm up. “Sorrry,” she hissed. “It’s fine,” Void said. She ran the rest of the way to the small creek at the edge of the clearing.         Going towards the end so everyone else’s water was clean, she carefully put the blade in the water. Void tried not to watch the red come slowly off. It was to gross.
     Suddenly, a scream put a sudden end to the peace. It startled her so much she almost dropped her blade.  She scrambled to grab it. For a moment she was annoyed that her  blades handle wasn’t normal. Hers was crystal dotted with diamonds and emeralds. It also had Redstone streaks. At least, she was hoped it was Redstone.
    For a moment she thought back to her parents death. It was the same sound. Scared and angry monsters moaning and crying out. Actually, she had lost both of her parents. She had seen both of them. One of the deaths was so crazy and unexpected that it would scar her for the rest of her life. The other she thought of when ever she wanted cheering up.
   She teleported to the sound. A zombie named Po-man was laying on the ground, still flashing red. Void slashed at the intruder with her sword, not bothering to look at them. She scooped up Po-man and teleported her to the fountain. She placed her gently under one of the branches where she could get as much XP as possible.
   Void appeared back in the middle of the growing crowd, which calmed when they saw her. She saw the intruder struggling to its feet. Most of the mobs screamed, and she saw why. It was a Iron Golem, the arch enemy of all monsters.
   But instead of attacking, Void grinned. “Look, everyone!” She shouted. “Looks like the User-that-is-not-a-user sent us a little present!” She grabbed some rope from her inventory and before it could even try to stop her, Void had teleported around him and his arms and legs were tied.
   The mobs cheered, but she held up a hand to silence them. “It isn’t really over till we greet the whole present, is it?” She said. All the monsters looked at each other, confused. Void smiled, the pointed at two different trees. Suddenly, the leaves disappeared and two villagers fell to the ground.
  There was a gasp. Void beckoned to both of them, and against their will they were dragged across the grass towards her, kicking and yelling for help. “Not so fast!” Void yelled. She teleported suddenly, and came back with a squirming girl under her arm.
   “This was your plan?” Void said laughing. She tied up the girl. She snapped her fingers and the other villagers were tied to. She smiled and dropped the girl, who was trembling. “Hello, Monet113.” She turned to the other villager, who had a confident look on his face. “Crafter.” She looked to the last villager. For just a moment, her heart stopped. She barely stopped herself from gasping.
  A lanky boy with long black hair struggled against his bonds.
  She knew this boy.
Well, not exactly. She had been invisible at the time. Still. She gulped. “Herder?” She said. It came out as a question. Suddenly, the Music of Minecraft swelled. She scowled and waved at the air as if the bat it away. “Go take the other two somewhere safe,” she snapped. “The girls the User-that-is-not-a-users sister, and the others his best friend.”
    The monsters were startled into action by the sudden out burst. Void waved her hand and both their inventory’s clattered onto the grass. She scooped it all up in a shulker box. “I’ll take care of this one,” she said, gesturing to Herder. Even though she could tell he was trying not to, he paled. Rakier grabbed Crafter and Monet. He tugged them off towards the woods. Monet tried to shout, but Rakier hit her with his bow. She shrunk back, obviously frightened. Crafter leaned on her and whispered in her ear, probably reassuring her that it would be fine.
    Void forced herself to look away. She grabbed Herders rope and tugged him off. She wasn’t planning to, but for some reason she wound up by the tree.  She sighed and tied him to one of the pillars. She adjusted his bonds so he could use one arm but couldn’t reach his inventory.
    Herder stared at her the whole time. She wanted to look away, but she knew she couldn’t. Weakness was not what she did. “What are you looking at?” She finally snapped. He gave her a satisfied smile. “You do know he’ll come back for me, right?” He asked. “Gameknight would never abandon me.”
  “I’d be surprised if Gameknight’s even still alive,” She said without thinking. She suddenly snapped back to her senses. “Wait, did I just call him Gameknight?” Thankfully, Herder seemed to shocked to notice.  “What do you mean?” He asked. He was trying to hide the fear in his voice, but wasn’t doing well.
    Void grinned. “Well, let me count.” She said. She ticked the reasons off on her fingers. “First I hit him on the back, then pretty sure I cracked some ribs, then slashed his chest… oh, then I poisoned him. I guess you left to trail me a little to quickly to stop by and chat.”
    Herders eyes went wide. He threw himself against the ropes as hard as he could. All Void did was laugh. “Don’t worry,” she said a fake soothing voice. “I bet he went quick. Real quick.”
   “No!” Herder yelled. He fought harder than ever. Void laughed again, but for some reason it wasn’t funny anymore. Void went quiet. She suddenly snapped back. She tightened the ropes. Herder went quiet and stared right into her swirling eyes. She tugged at her hair. Her eyes dimmed until they were no longer glowing.
  It’s his fault, she thought. He made him soft!

But if it’s his fault, then why do I care so much?
   She moved the ropes around so he could use one arm but couldn’t reach his inventory. She sighed and teleported away.
   The Iron Golem was warily looking around himself, probably because he was surrounded by growling monsters. She calmly walked through the crowd. “Thank you for your little gift,” she said. “I think it will be very useful.”
  The monsters cheered.
        Void took something out of her inventory. “Give this to the User-that-is-not-a-user,” she said. It was a small vial with a greenish liquid. “Tell him if he ever wants to see his friends again, he’ll drink this.” She had an idea. She took out her sword and the golem cringed. She carefully took out her pick and knocked one piece of crystal off. She’s sheathed her sword and pick and took out a stick. Her hands started to glow a soft magenta. She crafted, using the code altering skills Herobrine had passed onto her.
   The glow faded as she finished. She held her creation up in the air.
  The shard had grown six times its original size. She had created a dagger. The golem was shaking, it’s metal joints creaking. “Tell the User-that-is-not-a-user his next present will be this,” She said. “Now, will you do these things?”
  The Iron Golem opened its mouth, and started to talk in a loud hollow voice. “Never,” He creaked. Void shrugged. “Then I have no use for you,” She said. “Monsters…”
     The army slowly closed in, growling and clicking. “Okay, okay!” The golem boomed. “I’ll tell him!” Void slowly turned around. She held her hand up to stop the mobs. They moved back, grumbling under their breath. She smiled sweetly at the golem. “Liar,” She said. She suddenly appeared next to the golem. Before he could stop her she appeared next to him. She put her hand on his shoulder. The golem froze. “This is what you are going to do,” she said. “You are going to go back to the village. You are to give the User-that-is-not-a-user his present. Then you are to tell him exactly what happened here. Then, when he has heard it all, you are to attack him. Kill him if possible. If you are attacked you are to return here.”
   The golem nodded. “Go,” she instructed. It lumbered off, still looking dazed. She smiled and teleported to a nearby tree. Rakier came over. “Wow,” he said. “Your good.”
    She grinned. “It’s a gift,” she said smugly. “Let’s see Gameknight999 stick around now.” She laughed, making the very Music of Minecraft swell in sadness and pain.