Herobrine's War by Mark Cheverton

Author:Mark Cheverton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sky Pony Press
Published: 2017-01-05T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 18

DISAPPOINTMENT

As the sun rose in the east, painting the sky with splashes of orange and crimson, Malacoda slowly floated away from Herobrine’s army, and moved toward the distant waterfalls. One of his ghasts was arriving to report on the situation, and he wanted to hear the news far from Herobrine’s ears.

A cat-like cry floated out of the sky. He glanced upward and saw ghasts moving overhead, dragging their tentacles through the shimmering clouds as they replenished their HP. The sparkling clouds, with the faintest touch of orange, drifted overhead as glowing embers danced along their misty edges. The mountain at Dragon’s Teeth was continually generating new infected clouds, which were spreading out all across the Overworld, corrupting all they touched, and extending Herobrine’s power across Minecraft.

I’d much rather be up there in the clouds, the monster thought to himself. But he first had to learn what had happened with the blacksmith.

The commander from the waterfalls approached, the evil-tainted ghast giving off cat-like cries and wails that made him sound nervous as he drew near. Malacoda had ordered the ghast to report at sunrise and tell him what had happened with the foolish NPCs. The white ghast approached cautiously, as if it wanted to flee; this did not suggest the monster had good news to share.

“Sire, you asked for an update at sunrise,” the ghast said in a baby-like voice.

“What news do you have about the blacksmith?” Malacoda asked.

“We believe our attacks have destroyed him,” the ghast said. “Ghasts moved up close to the waterfalls and bombarded them with our fireballs. Since that attack, we spread out around the falls and watched to make sure none emerged from tunnels and tried to escape. There has been no activity or movement since. I’m sure they are all destroyed.”

“Did any try to escape?” Malacoda asked.

“None,” the ghast replied tentatively.

The fool! Malacoda thought. That likely means they have escaped. Herobrine will be furious.

“This sounds like excellent news,” the ghast king lied. “I command you to report this to Herobrine.”

The king of the ghasts saw a nervous expression flash across the pristine white face of the monster; he knew this was not a reward, but a punishment.

Moving behind the monster, Malacoda pushed the monster downward, toward the collection of creatures that congregated on the savanna. The ghast floated hesitantly forward, the pressure of Malacoda’s tentacles on his back keeping him moving forward.

Gracefully, he floated downward toward a clearing ringed with acacia trees. Zombies moaned and growled in one section near a tall, twisted tree, while skeleton bones clattered in another. A ring of fuzzy black spiders surrounded the group: the outer guards. Farther out in the woods, Endermen zipped about like shadowy streaks of lightning as they teleported through the forest, watching for an NPC attack.

At the center of the clearing, Malacoda saw Herobrine standing next to Erebus, the Enderman king and Shaikulud, the queen of the spiders. Malacoda pushed the ghast commander toward the Maker with one of his strong tentacles. They slowly lowered themselves to the ground.

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