Please Don't Cry; Third Book in the Sky Army's Defeat Series

Chapter Six

Hunter placed the now asleep and metamorphosing into the hybrid the king requested him to be in a soft, warm bed, pulling the covers over him with his magic before striding out of the room.

Hydra had told him Seto was becoming a concern to her and her mission, and he knew that the sorcerer would eventually find his recruit's betrayal out.

Green magic sparked from his fingertips as he thoughtfully stared at the ancient spell book. He knew that Seto couldn't be turned yet. His time was later in their conquest of the greatest army known to Minecraftia. He also knew that their king was going to be heading for Yogcast kingdom soon, and that King Evan had a plan for taking the enemy as well.

"Hmm," Hunter sighed, flipping through the pages slowly, "I can't get Sky. Can't get Seto either, not yet at least..." He trailed off, thinking. "What about-"

"The King requests your presence in the throne room immediately," a guard interrupted the sorcerer's thought process.

With a grunt of annoyance, Hunter quickly muttered the teleportation spell. Once to the throne room, he kneeled before his King and Queen before standing up again. "You called?"

King Evan gave a brief nod. "We need your help on capturing Sky and getting him here safely. If he escapes, and makes it to the castle to warn the others, our plan fails and many of us die again."

Hunter cringed slightly at the thought, glancing at his sister, who he knew had been through more than even Evan during the time of the massive slaughter. She shook her head at him slightly before speaking up, "We'll have you setting a trap at the castle so if he does come back, he won't be able to make it all the way."

"And what will this trap be?" Hunter inquired with a raised brow, glancing at Evan again.

"This will be up to you. You could meet him half way with General Squidlox looking human and under a blade, you could set up an illusion of him actually being dead, and then send him in from behind. But it's all up to you. As long as he gets captured, there's no wrong way to approaching it."

Slowly the sorcerer moved his head up and down in a nod, thinking deeply on how he could manage it. "Yes sir. I think I have the perfect idea," he smiled, "General Ian is now under your command as well, just so you know."

The king smirked. "When we go to get Sky we'll capture a few more Generals. Just to scare the rest of them."

Hunter immediately shook his head. "We have Hydra still in there, sir. I'd rather not put her in danger of being caught if they suspect her being a part of this."

King Evan seemed to consider this for a moment before nodding. "Fine. We'll ensure her safety by getting the smarter General's that would actually suspect her. Even her General, if that's okay?"

"He must be converted before Sky and after everyone else. But if he's here and locked in a cell, as long as I have my eye on him we should be okay."

"Very well then. We set out tomorrow morning to intercept Sky and his horse. Will you be ready by then?"

Hunter smirked faintly. "Yes sir. I most definitely will be. Is that all?"

With a nod, the king dismissed his court sorcerer. Soon, their revenge would be made, and then, all of Minecraftia would have a new army to fear.

Meanwhile, Sky was hard at work getting all his paperwork together and finished so he could go on his three day journey to Yogcast Kingdom. He'd tried every excuse in the book to not go, but this was a must if he wanted to keep his alliance with them.

Sighing, he put his worn out pen down and ran a hand through his hair. He still had to finish packing, prepare his horse and get at least a few hours of sleep that night to be prepared, but he knew his sleep would suffer greatly tonight.

Finally, the king finished his papers and trudged down to the tack room, conditioning and preparing his materials before going back to his room to sleep.

In his sleep he had a dream. He was alone, beaten, bruised, eyes nearly swollen shut, limbs heavy and muscles weak from blood loss and malnourishment. His breathing was shallow and labored, his broken ribs basically stabbing his lungs every time he took a breath. Living was literally killing him, and there was nothing he could do but sit there, arms and legs sprawled out to either side of him as he fought to stay awake.

A dark figure suddenly walked into his cell, shoes making soft clicks across the mossy floor as it closed the door and approached the king.

"You remember this don't you, Sky?" The voice was deep, distorted by a mix of other voices. The king shuddered, the air around the figure making the room colder.

"Wh-Who are you?"

"What voices do I sound like to you?" The figure asked.

Sky frowned, furrowing his brows as he concentrated on the sounds of the voice. It almost sounded like Ty, but at the same time it had King Evan's tone. "Why do you sound like Ty and my worst enemy?" He asked with a frown.

"Because he and King Evan are now working together to take you down. Your journey will end in your capture because of your undying loyalty towards Ty and your friends."

Sky scoffed, which ultimately turned into a grunt of pain. "And why should I believe you?"

The figure suddenly stepped into the light, green eyes glowing. "Because I will be the one to capture you."

A gasp left Sky's throat as he felt his body convulse and twist, twitching and spasming all around the floor as his fingernails clawed at his body and skin. His legs kicked at anything they could, and his broken body uncontrollably broke itself again and again until finally it became too much and Sky fell limp.

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