Transangelic Exodus (Mcyt Oneshots,Mostly Angst)

8; arsonists lullaby

Arsonists lullaby

Tw~• abandonment,idk what else

3rd person

Bad walks through the nether humming a tune,coming close to a fortress. Things are going good! He has some netherite scraps, a hell ton of gold nuggets and ingots, and a couple stacks of crimson planks. It was his turn to go fetch supplies from the nether,his "very close best friend" having gone last time,he kinda likes the nether though; He is a demon after all.

The scenery is quite hellish here in the nether.no water,can't sleep,hard to find food unless your in a crimson forest,huge lava lakes,magma blocks litter the ground,it couldn't get worse. The nether fortress is just filled to the brim with danger. Blaze spawners,wither skeletons. Though you can find loot sometimes,or netherwart it's not really worth it unless you plan on making some hellish potions. When withers attacked you get wither,it makes things so much harder.

Sadly for bad,wither skeletons were exactly what he was looking for. He needed wither heads for a "project" probably doing the bidding for someone to defeat the wither,who was a dangerous boss. Only some of the bravest warriors would have the guts to right one,and only the best made it out alive. The wither reigns destruction on everything in it's path,those who make it out often haunted by the horrific screams of the wither and the sounds of explosion.

-+time skip+-

You know,bad had gotten a lot more wither heads than he had planned on, he must've spent hours fighting. He'd probably have extras for decoration! "God,I should really get back home before I worry skeppy" bad whispered under his breath,as he walked out his cape swung over his shoulder and backpack once again. As he walks out he hears cries,to his knowledge it's fairly common considering the ghasts around. That was it, right?

Right?

Wrong. As he keeps walking he nears a different source of cries,coming from a small pool of lava,maybe 100 blocks away from the portal. Cautiously,he approaches it,fixing his hood over his head incase. He kneels down next to the pool of lava hearing the muffled cries. "Hello..?" He croaks out,sounding very unsure of himself. The cries momentarily stop and then if you'd pay attention,you could hear an extremely muffled "help". It broke bad's heart,it sounded so small and hurt.

He cautiously reached his hand in the lava,hissing as his skin burns. He is part demon,so fire doesn't affect him as much. But sticking your arm in a pool of lava? Pfft yea that hurts like a bitch,demon or not.

Bad eventually finds something,hooking onto and pulling it out. At the sight of it his stomach must have dropped to the fucking end because of what he saw. It was a fucking kid. a kid. Bad holds him close as the kid sobs and screams. His body temperature was far to hot,considering he was just in lava for god knows how long. Other than that he didn't look burnt? How odd.

Bad carefully runs to the portal,stepping through. He walks into the house and sits the kid on the table while grabbing a cloth to while any magma off of him,giving comforting words of reassurance in the process. By now,skeppy had can downstairs but decided to not question anything.

After bad had given the boy a bath and attending to his wounds he asks a couple questions,finding out his name is Nick,or sapnap,he's 6. And that he was born in the overworld but thrown into the nether,he's immune to fire and lava. Bad almost cried at this. How could someone throw a kid in the nether!? What is wrong with them!? Hed think. Skeppy was also visibly trying to keep his composure,scaring sapnap a bit in the process. And because of that almost 4 hours later after the 2 had reassured the child they weren't mad at him,they were sat on the couch and snuggled up to eachother. As bad drifted to sleep with the others he thought we are definitely keeping him.

717 words :)

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