Dragons, Enders, Attack! A Minecraft Story [WARNING: OLD AND CRINGEY]

Chapter Thirty Four

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"I have the antidote!" Snow exclaimed.

Betty's head whipped up to face her. Her face was in shock and dried tears streaked her cheeks.

"H-how? What is it-t?" She replied.

Snow sighed. "Remember that Black Mist has been wanting my special Enderpearl? Well it's got a special enchantment that can revive anyone with any sickness. Some of them have rare chances of being able to bring someone back from the dead." The white Endergirl paused. "Mine isn't one of those but I think we have a small chance at reviving Honey with my own."
Betty grinned from ear to ear. Her ocean blue eyes lit up happily as the Endergirl finished.

"How does it work?" Affinity questioned.

Snow opened her mouth to speak but a loud BANG erupted from down the halls. The final blocks that had been above them collapsed and plunged to the ground almost crushing them. Tatum dove across the throne room. Snow touched the people she was nearest to and in a flurry of electric blue particles, they all vanished!

About five seconds after, all seven of them reappeared in one of the long corridors of the crumbling fortress. Blocks of violet bricks collapsed and fell just quarter blocks away from all of them. Betty was holding Honey in her arms not daring to let go for the sake of her.
Jade's eyes skimmed through the long hallway and overtop of the smashing blocks and dodging falling rafters, she found an exit with a large enough hole for all of them to squeeze through.

"This way!" She called to all of them while pointing to the hole.

Everyone nodded un-synchronized and bolted towards their only escape. Blocks plunged to the floor and crushed lifeless Enderguard bodies and a few wither skeletons in the process. Cree was at the front of the line with Honey and Betty, Affinity, Jade, Snow, and Tatum at the back blowing up any blocks coming too close for comfort with her Netherbeing powers.
They all climbed up the pile of rubble slipping every few seconds and eventually made it to the top left corner where the small hole was held. Cree dove through and summer salted over the other side ending up on her knees at the bottom. Betty pushed Honey through and Cree helped her on the other end slowly bringing her down and back onto the floor. Affinity squeezed through scraping her legs in the process, and helped her wither hybrid friend get past without crumbling too many piles of debris. Snow crawled through with ease with her tiny and short body advantage, and nearly got her head out the other side as she screamed. Her icy blue eyes flickered up to a large rafter snapping from the ceiling and plunging to the ground. Her gaze met Tatum's as she waited for Snow to get to the other side. She stretched her slim pale arm through the hole reaching out to Tatum but she stood back.

"I'm not going to m-" but she was cut off as the rafter collided with the ground. The entire thing crumbled and threw Tatum back into a large block of obsidian. She screamed as her body went numb for a second and a feeling of a large blade slicing through her back made her scream louder. She coughed uncontrollably as the dust came in contact with her mouth and eyes but it eventually wore off after a few short seconds.
Tatum stood up and ran over to the area that the hole had been, but all that was left was the large thick black rafter blocking the entrance.

"Tatum! We can get you out of there!" Called a voice on the other end. It was faint through the thick wall of crumbling blocks, but Tatum could just make out the words.

"No! I'll find another way. You just keep going and try to revive Honey. My life isn't as important as hers." She replied. For the first time in forever (don't start singing), Tatum wasn't being her usual selfishly, lazy, annoying self.

"Your life is important Tatum. You're the last heir to the Nether throne. We can't lose another friend!" The voice exclaimed.

Tatum paused. She had never been addressed as 'The Last Heir to the Nether Throne' but it sure felt good! It was like many many anvils had been lifted off her body and she felt happy. She grinned a bit but her expression morphed serious again.