《Mianite Season 1》The beast, and the demon
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Jordan's POV:
I approached the portal frame with the others, after hours of searching and digging around. We finally found it. I had the eye of ender in my hand, but I was hesitant to use it.
"Jordan? Everything ok?" Asked wag.
"Uh yeah! Yeah everything's ok..." I said.
"Then let us go and vanquish this foul beast!" Cried earl.
"Not so fast Matey, this ain't no normal beast. Me and me sister heard this tale from when we were wee little swashbucklers. It caused us nightmares of unimaginable terror. Legend says it flys with wings as big as ships, and breathes purple fire hot enough to melt the skin off of a whale, and whose teeth can pierce diamond!" Explained skipper with great detail.
I can only imagine that we all looked horrified after that description, and I was having serious second thoughts. I shivered as I put together a picture of the monster in my mind.
"Well that definitely puts a different, more horrifying perspective on it!" Said wag.
"Ye said it wizard!" Said capsize.
"But in any case, if we don't stop this monster, it will continue to spread its darkness across the land, eventually reaching your part of the island." Said wag.
"T-then let's go!" I said hesitantly.
I saw capsize and the others hold hands, and she reached her left hand out to me. I smiled and took it, then, hand in hand, I placed the eye in the slot, and we all jumped in...
Sonja's POV:
It was only by pure luck that the day I received the letter was a Friday. That was the only thing that would ultimately save my boyfriends life. I grabbed a book and quill, then started to write the note, ignoring the throbbing in my head, and the pictures of my boyfriends lifeless body surrounded by his blood flashing through my mind.
Dearest fire demon,
Thank you for bringing this to my attention. I am quite interested in why you want the pirates dead. But even so, I could not commit such a crime. What is one life over another three? It is the right thing to do for me to politely decline your request to kill the pirates. It is with a heavy heart that I sacrifice Tucker's life. Apologies.
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-Firefox
P.S. Fuck thee
I grinned and ripped the page out of the book, placing it into an envelope and sealing it shut. I pocketed the letter, and went to Tucker's house, bringing signs with me. Once I finished, I ran to Dianites alter, and waited until it turned midnight, then I placed the note in the hopper, and watched it disappear. I started walking home, when I heard a fire crackling behind me. I smiled.
I turned around to see Tom holding my letter in one hand, and a burning torch in the other. The orange light flickering on his face cast a ghastly demonic shadow. He looked surprised to see me here.
"Sonja, this isn't like you....What the hell are you up to?" He said slowly.
"Nothing...I just couldn't bring myself to kill three innocent people over the one I love!" I said bringing a hand to my forehead in a damsel in distress way.
"Listen, Furia isn't joking. He'll kill him. So I recommend you take this letter and burn it, then kill the pirates, or you'll seriously regret it. How could you even think about sacrificing the life of someone you've known for years, over the lives of three people who almost killed us, who you met two days ago!"
I walked over to him and took the letter, then shoved it down the hopper.
"Like that."
He scowled at me and shook his head. He walked away, throwing something on the ground. I picked it up and gulped. It was another photo of Tucker, but I could now see the extent of his wound...it looked like he'd been stabbed with a sword. I looked into his eyes. They were barely open, and turning grey, slightly glazed over.
I swear to Mianite I will kill Tom if Tucker isn't alive right now. I hope to Mianite that this works....For Tucker's sake.....
I pocketed the photo, and waited for about five seconds, before the one I assumed was Furia, appeared before me, with a bloody sword in his hand, and my almost dead boyfriend at his feet.
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"You know, I thought you would do it... but I was wrong... I was going to wait until tonight, but why not now? At the crack of dawn. The sun will rise, in a world without him." He said nudging Tucker with his foot.
I started to cry, but not because I wanted him to believe my act, but because of my boyfriend lying there, covered in blood.
"Tears? Really? You could have prevented this. But before I kill him, let me show you the pain that you brought upon him." He said raising his hand.
I felt a vibration, before the world crumbles before me, and I was left in darkness, all alone. A room started to form around me, and I felt the cold stone beneath my feet. A chair sat in the centre of the room, and an empty potato sack laid in the corner. One torch lit the room, and there was a pile of sharp weapons on a table to my left. I blinked, and three people appeared. Tucker, in the chair, with heavy cuffs binding his wrists and ankles to the chair. His head hung low, and he looked tired. Tom stood in the corner leaning against the wall, looking down. Furia stood in front of Tucker, hands at his sides.
"Do your worst to me you piece of shit... I don't give a damn." Said Tucker blankly.
"As you wish... Tom, pass me the blade." Said Furia.
Tom didn't say anything, so Furia grabbed a sword off of the table, and stood by tucker once more.
Tucker didn't move, and Furia grabbed his shirt and cut a piece off the side. Grinning maliciously, he started slicing his side, and he cried out in pain.
"TUCKER!!! STOP YOU'RE HURTING HIM!!!" I cried out.
No one heard me......
Furia sliced and cut until there was nothing but raw skin left. Tucker's eyes were wide, and his breathing heavy and laboured. His cries for it to stop broke my heart into pieces.
"I-Is that all you got?!" Tucker yelled.
I flinched as Furia moved past me to the table. As he reached for something, his hand went through my arm, and a cold chill went up my spine as I pulled away. I saw him grab an iron bucket, and a piece of metal.
He walked over to tucker, and I saw Tom raise his head to glance over to them. His eyes were full of tears, but he quickly wiped them away. Furia placed his hand in the bucket, and a spurt of molten lava came out. It filled the bucket and stopped, and, using his bare hands, Furia dunked the metal in the lava. He pulled it out again, and it was glistening red hot.
"Who's the best god of them all?" He asked.
"Mianite..." he said without hesitation.
Smiling, Furia pressed the hot metal to his open wound, and Tucker screamed. I covered my ears, and cried out for it to stop. I didn't want to see anymore. I glanced at Tom to see him flinching and looking away.
"TOM YOU SON OF A BITCH! DON'T LOOK AWAY FROM ME LIKE YOU ACTUALLY CARE!" Yelled Tucker, to which Tom flinched and clenched his fists, still keeping his eyes closed.
"I'll ask you again, who is the best god of them all?"
I saw tucker cross his fingers slightly.
"Dianite..."
Furia pressed the hot metal against his wound again, and he screamed.
"Wrong! It's me! I have more power than both Mianite and Dianite combined!!!!"
Tom looked shocked, and so did Tucker.
Suddenly the vision stopped, and I was back in front of Furia and Tucker.
I couldn't help but scream, as Furia grinned at me, and plunged the sword into Tucker's neck, and his eyes became lifeless...
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