Rainimator One Shots

Dragon of the Void pt. 2

A/N: y'all been waiting two months for this. Finally got it done. Enjoy :)

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"Its crazy how much one person can affect you." --Unknown

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The End Ship rocked gently as they glided through the Void, preparing for the next attack. It had been two weeks since the Gatekeepers, and word was the End Lords were trying to anticipate the next attack.

Lance stood in his cabin feeling oddly alone. He knew Ceris was back at the Dragonspire right now, as she had been for two weeks, keeping the other End Lords calm. But he found himself missing her presence. Knowing that she was nearby was like a soothing balm to him, calming the disrupted mess his soul was. 

He had always admired her, always watched her. Found her leadership skills to be solid and true. She was calm and collected in the face of adversary, proposing solutions that could favor both parties involved.

To have her on his side was invaluable. 

But to have her with him, to be able to see her eyes as she listened to him--it made his mind wander. Wander to places it shouldn't go. To places he didn't have time for it go.

He sighed and lay down on his bunk, staring up at the wooden ceiling overhead. Every time he closed his eyes, she flashed before him. Riding her dragon, walking, talking, laughing...

With a frustrated grunt, her pressed the heels of his palms to his face. Get yourself together, Lance! This woman should not distract you like this. You have a war to win!

There was a rapping on the door and Lance sighed. "What?"

"My Lord. Lady Ceris has returned."

Lance was on his feet faster than he'd like to admit and pulled the door open. "Its the middle of sleeping hours. What is she doing here now?"

The Enderman shrugged. "Why don't you ask her yourself, my Lord? She's up in the crow's nest."

He thanked the guard before teleporting up, every tense nerve in his body relaxing as he saw the black-hooded figure. "Ceris."

She turned to him and to his surprised, she was not wearing her mask. "Lance. It seems you have the End Lords on the edges of their seats."

She smiled slightly and he swore his heart skipped a beat. Don't do something impulsive, don't do something implusive, don't...

"Indeed. Where do they think I'll attack next?"

Ceris snorted. "Dragonspire. As if."

He smiled. "Now of course not. You and I both know I have no need to conquer it when its already in your trustworthy hands."

"Of course, they don't know that," she stood, forcing the small gap between them to become even smaller. "I'm sorry I have not been able to return in two weeks, but I've been caught in endless meetings."

"Its alright," Lance scanned her face, trying to memorize every detail of her uncovered nose and lips, wondering if he'd ever see them again. "What matters is you're here now."

She nodded slowing, her eyes latching onto his, following his every movement. "Lance?"

He forced his eyes to hers. "Hm?"

"What will happen once this is over?"

"Why, Ceris, I thought you knew," he smiled. "We'll rule the End together. We'll use the crystals and unite the Nether and Overworld, creating the ultimate empire. An empire of peace."

"Together?"

"Always together," he searched her face, trying to read what emotion she was feeling. "Unless, I don't know, you try to overthrow me or something. Then we'll have some problems."

Ceris threw her head back and laughed. "As if I'd do that. You're a force to be reckoned with. If I wanted to go against you, do you really think I'd be here right now?"

"I suppose I thought it was because you liked me so much," sarcasm slipped into his voice and he rolled his eyes playfully. "Silly me."

She stared at him for a moment then shrugged. "Perhaps that does have something to do with it."

Another skipped beat. Don't be impulsive, just don't be impulsive--

Too late.

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A/N: HAHA YES I AM MAKING YOU WAIT FOR PART THREE LMAO.

I'M A TERRIBLE PERSON.

Don't worry. Part three won't be two months in the making this time lol