Caution, dear reader

Storm The Castle

Note: this story actually takes place in Minecraft within the nether

Warning!: This story contains graphic descriptions of gore including burns and mutilation. It also contains graphic descriptions of falling from high places as well as death. Read with caution. 

“My king, the princess is getting closer. Her army is beating ours. You should leave before she arrives, because she is coming for you,” a guard walked into the room and knelt, bowing his head. “Give me the order and I will prepare your carriage..” 

The king let out a laugh, his pure white eyes glowing in the dim light. “Let my daughter through, and prepare my horse. I will meet her on the battlefield, the two of us will fight to end this war.” 

The guard lifted his head. “B-but my lord! She will kill you!” 

“Nonsense. I trained her personally.. I know how much of a weak fighter she is. Go ahead and prepare for her funeral, make the arrangements. Oh, and make sure her body will be tossed into the lava lakes. After betraying me she does not deserve the royal funeral,” the king ordered and got up from his throne, walking over to the giant window that overlooked the battle. 

“Yes my lord..” the guard left. 

“Let’s see how strong you’ve gotten my daughter.. I am looking forward to killing you myself,” the king laughed. 

Meanwhile on the battlefield, two armies clashed. One army, the king’s army, was made of pig-like creatures, flying things of fire, burnt skeletons, and flying ghost-like things. The other, which served the princess, was made up of golem like machines, ten foot tall black creatures, and witches, among the witches were humanoid creatures using crossbows, axes, and magic. 

“My Highness! We need to retreat before we’re overwhelmed!” One of the archers on horseback yelled to the princess. 

“Nonsense!” The princess looked at the archer, raising her shield to block a dozen arrows. “We’ve almost broken through their defenses, if we retreat now then we may never get this opportunity again.” 

The archer sighed and knocked an arrow, aiming for one of the flying fire creatures. “I understand your frustration, but if we continue to fight today, then we would not be able to fight tomorrow,” he released the string, the arrow hitting the creature in the face. 

“Ben, I am going to break into the castle no matter what it takes,” the princess slung off her bag and dug through it before pulling out four things of dark brown sand and three black skulls. 

“DJ you are insane if you summon that thing!” Ben shouted, taking down pig creature after pig creature as they charged for the princess. 

“Oh trust me I know I am!” She grinned and ran towards the line of creatures blocking her from the castle walls. “Please tell me I brewed the right potion!” She threw down a bottle at her feet, swirly particles clouding her vision for a minute. Throwing herself into the air, the princess landed on the top of the wall surrounding the castle. 

She took the bow off that she had hanging across her back, knocking an arrow and aiming it at the crowd of creatures. Releasing the arrow, she quickly switched to the dark brown sand, placing them in the shape of a captain T, followed by the three skulls on top. 

Once the last skull was placed, the thing formed into a skeleton torso with three skulls, the top of the castle wall destroyed in a massive explosion. 

“My queen!” Ben looked up at the explosion, expecting to see a pile of dark purple armor below the creature. 

“Oh relax Benny-Boy!” DJ laughed and pulled out several red sticks, connected by a thin grey cord. “I know exactly what I am doing,” she jumped down onto the smoldering section of the broken wall, placing several bundles of the red sticks.