Team Crafted Hybrids

Prologue - Jason's Past

(The drawing above is by yours truly.)

MinecraftUniverse's (Jason's) POV

   I ran and ran. They were behind me, with a new friend. They are the dictators of my home, my planet, if I could even call it that. The leader was Lord Herobrine, the creator of this planet. The two I knew of that were flanking him were the Ender Dragon, and the Wither. The third I didn't know of reminded me of Notch, Herobrine's brother.

   He had pale, almost white skin. His eyes were diamond blue, and he had a raven-black beard. The most noticeable feature, was that he had giant black feathered wings coming from his back. He wore fully enchanted diamond armor, and wielded an enchanted diamond sword in his right hand, which I saw could turn into a scythe. That meant Herobrine, the Wither, and the Ender Dragon had all agreed to let him join. Earlier, I heard them call the new guy Nightmare Notch, which might explain why he looks like Herobrine's brother.

   I was broken out of my thoughts when purple-colored acid created an impossible jump in front of me. Instead of stopping, I sped up. Then I jumped. I cleared the newly-made canyon easily.

   The dictators, or reapers as I had started to call them, looked no where near surprised. Quite the opposite actually. In case you're wondering, I'm actually a wolf hybrid. I'm the only natural-born hybrid on my planet, probably in the universe. My abilities include being able to turn into a wolf, jumping really high and far, run really fast, basically anything a wolf can do.

   I ducked downwards to dodge a Wither Skull, which exploded in front of me. I swore quietly in With, the language of the Wither-Worshippers. Unsheathing my sword, I faced my opponents. Or opponent.

   Nightmare Notch was behind me, his weapon in its sword from. I already knew that I couldn't win this fight. All I had was a stone sword, at it wasn't going to last very long. I noticed the rest of the reapers watching off to the side. This clearly wasn't their battle. It was Nightmare Notch's.

   Without warning, he charged at me. He slashed, I blocked. He stabbed, I ducked. He took a cheap shot, and impaled his blade into my stomach. As he pulled it out, I winced and bite my lower lip, attempting to not scream at the intense pain.

   The reapers all advanced towards me, Herobrine and Nightmare Notch had their scythes in hand, the Ender Dragon had its front claws elongated and glowing purple, while the Wither had its two smaller heads charging Wither Skulls. Then they attacked. Herobrine slashed across my eyes and chest, the Ender Dragon got my back and above my tail. Nightmare Notch got my head and chest, and the Wither shot one skull above my tail and shot the other one into the back of my head, knocking me onto my side. I sat there and took it, only being able to scream in pain.

   Herobrine teleported somewhere, then teleported back in front of me, at least three feet away. In his left hand was a baby pig, Jeffery. He had an evil smirk on his face as his sword impaled Jeffery, killing the baby pig instantly. I could only scream in pain as I watched his eyes go lifeless. They teleported away soon after, with Jeffery's dead body in tow. That was the last thing I saw before I blacked out.

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My parents screamed at me, trying to hurt me in every way possible. I was curled up in a ball on the hardwood floor, trying to protect my head and eyes. My ears were bent forwards, and my tail was between my legs. The yelling was too much for my ears and a whimper escaped my mouth. A beer bottle was thrown at my back, where it shattered into a hundred pieces of glass on the floor.

I heard my parents walking away, and as their footsteps faded, I slowly sat up. I could hear my parents and siblings getting ready for Wither Church, where Wither-Worshipers go every Sunday for three hours, in order to talk about the rise of the Wither. I stood up fully, and quietly, yet swiftly ran back to my tiny room in the basement. I wasn't allowed in the church, as it was for all things holy to the Wither, not a 'hybrid-freak', as many had called me.

Since my siblings had beaten already beaten me earlier in the morning, I was safe until church was out. Meaning I had three hours to grab what I needed and leave the village for good. My parents were to get rid of me by the time I was ten, and from what I knew, my tenth birthday was tomorrow. I grabbed a small black and blue backpack from a box inside the basement, and shoved some clothes inside. I ran upstairs after I heard them leave, and I grabbed two water bottles out of their fridge, along with some food, meaning steak, pork chops, mutton, and chicken.

I ran out the back door of the house, and jumped into the trees, heading towards a city five miles north of the small village. It was in my running distance, and beyond the village's territory. No one would dare to follow me there. That was the last any one in that village ever saw of me.

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I woke up with a start, breathing heavily. It was another flashback. The stab wound in my stomach was bleeding lightly, and the other cuts and wounds had stopped bleeding. I stood up and noticed that I was in a pool of my own blood. I felt slightly nauseous as I investigated my surroundings. I noticed a cave off in the distance, hidden underneath the overhang of a large mountain. I slowly began to walk, not being able to run faster than a normal human.

Soon enough, I reached the cave and entered. A piston door closed behind me, then bright lights turned on, revealing a rocket lab. A door to my left said 'Infirmary'. I entered and threw my t-shirt and hoodie into a bin. Grabbing some rubbing alcohol and bandages, I sat down on the nearest bed. I cleaned out the wound, trying not to wince at the burning sensation. I then wrapped my lower torso in bandages. I lied down on the bed, resting my head on the pillow. And before I knew it, I had fallen asleep.

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When I woke up, my back felt sore and heavier, along with my tail and ears. I stood up, and saw a mirror on the other side of the room. Looking into it, I quickly realized that I didn't look like myself. I had two pairs of wings, a feathery pair of wings on the inside, and a pair of dragon-like wings on the outside. My ears had grown longer and thinner. My tail had morphed, to become long and skinny, with a large tuft of fur on the end. Two other tails had also grown, a black dragon-like one, and a skinny black one, that felt like bone.

My eyes were no longer a kind shade of light blue, but instead fully blue. The whites' were a diamond blue, the irises' a shade of ice blue, and the pupils had an ocean blue coloring. I had six black ribs surrounding my torso, three of each side. My hands had black scales with white claws, the black scales ended halfway between my elbow and shoulder. My pale skin standing out among the

Looking over to my right, I saw a slightly opened closet. I walked over to it and changed into some new clothes. I wore a sky-blue t-shirt underneath a dark blue hoodie with ocean and ice blue markings, along with a pair of midnight-blue jeans, and black sneakers. I put on a scarf(like the kind from Pokemon Mystery Dungeon), which had dark-blue coloring, and sapphire-blue edges.

Turning away from the mirror, I saw the glint of gold on table beside the bed I was sleeping in. I went over to the table and picked up the shiny object. It was a golden amulet, with a white gem inside. I put it on, making sure it was hidden from view, by hiding it under my scarf. As soon as my hands let go, I heard a voice. It told me of my destiny, my future. I felt power course through my veins. My senses enhanced, everything became clearer. For the first time in my life I didn't feel scared. I knew what I was destined for.

That was when I was twelve. I'm nineteen now, living on the real Earth, and not Herobrine's creation. Now I have friends who care for me, and consider me family. They don't know the truth though. They'll learn when we're all ready. 

I am Jason Probst. A wolf-hybrid born of two human Wither-Worshippers. I'm the Bane of  the Boss Mobs. The Defender of the Light, and the Destroyer of the Darkness.

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Well... This is awkward. I planned to have this out before March, but my evil plan failed. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy the beginning of my new story! Please Like, Comment, and Follow!