The King's Sister (A Yogscast and Team Crafted Fanfic)

Chapter 6

Sooo... my friend reads this, apparently, and asked me where Thumper went. So to clear things up, Thumper is in Rythian's recording room with Rythian, Jimmy, and Ali. On to the story!

Rythian stared at me with his mouth open, so Jimmy changed the subject. "Anyways, where is the mark? It's obviously not on your face, like in Minecraft." Rythian just looked at him. "Your mark. That marks you as Enderborn? (Yes, Endermen are here too. Don't question me.) Where is it?" Jimmy clarified. Rythian looked at Jimmy with a 'Seriously?!' look. "I'd have to, urm, take off my shirt." He said uncomfortably. "Whatever. We need to see how bad it is." I insisted.

Rythian sighed before turning his back toward us and lifting his shirt. I quickly spotted the mark. On his lower left back, a patch of black and purple was spiraling it's way outward from one point. Jimmy looked at me. We, and Rythian, knew that that mark would grow until it covered his body, and he turned into an Enderman. Permanently. Rythian pulled his shirt back on and turned to face us, an annoyed look on his face.

"I, erm, might be able to stop its progress, or at least slow it down. You would still have the effects you do now, but you would not turn." Jimmy finally spoke up, and Rythian's mouth opened. "How?! That's not possible! Your only a kid!" He yelled. "Shush!" I whisper-yelled back at him, trying to keep anyone from coming in. But someone had heard, because there was banging on the door. "What?" "Whose only a kid?" "What can they do?!" I recognized Martyn, Kaeyi, and Tom (Sparkles*) yelling. "Don't worry, Rythian. They know about us, and I figure Martyn knows about you." I said to him before I opened the door.

"Hey, wha- Ali? What are you doing in Rythian's room?" Martyn asked me. "We were talking about some things I think you should know about." He started to walk in, Kaeyi and Tom following. I let Martyn in, but shooed the other two away, giving Thumper to Kaeyi. "He's hungry, can you get his food? Its in the car." She nodded and left, Tom following, since he had the keys. I shut and locked the door, then I sat down next to Martyn. "Okay, Rythian? What is it?" Rythian looked at me uncomfortably, and I nodded for him to continue.

"Martyn, do you watch my Blackrock Tekkit series?" He finally asked. "Uh, yeah, why?" Martyn replied, confused. "Er, you know the 'Enderborn' part of the story? The 'secretly an Enderman' part?" Martyn nodded. "That's kinda, not just in the game." Rythian's purple eyes glowed purple as he said this, as did Jimmy's. "What's going on, Ali?" Martyn asked me. "Rythian got so nervous, his Ender side started to take over. If his emotions get too out of whack, he turns. Jimmy's eyes are glowing because he's using his magic to keep Rythian from fully turning." I answered, never taking my eyes off of the two. Suddenly, there was a bright flash, and when I could see again, Rythian's eyes weren't glowing, and Jimmy was on the floor, out cold.

~Seto's POV (I can call him that if I wanna. Oh, and suprise!)~

I could feel the Enderman fading out of Rythian, and with a flash of purple light, it did. But I never saw the result. Before the light cleared, I was unconsious.

I woke up in a room that was completely dark, no windows or lights, just one door. I tried to walk to it, and realized I was chained to a wall. I saw a mirror within walking distance, so I walked over to it and looked in. I had one chain on my right ankle, my hands hancuffed behind my back, and, strangely enough, a black collar, attached to a leash, which was on the floor. I realized quickly what the collar was for. It glowed with purple energy, and I knew it had been made for me, and my magic didn't work.

The leash's purpose was revealed soon enough, when a man in a dark cloak came in, unlocking the chain on my ankle, but grabbing the leash. He looked straight at me. "Come." He said, then pulled on the leash as hard as he could, and I stumbled forward. He continued to pull me along, until we came to a room with a table and many knives next to it. I gasped.

A torture chamber. Anyone would recognize that. The man walked away from the table, though, and chained the handcuffs to a wall with a full view of the table, removing the leash from the collar. I struggled, but I couldn't break free. Eventually I gave up, and I sagged down against the wall, defeated. But something worse happened. The man brought in a girl, also with a collar, but no handcuffs. He shoved her backward onto the table, and she screamed. I nearly fainted as I recognized the scream's owner. Ali.

Ohhh, what will happen to Ali? Where are they? Who is the man? You will find out tomorrow, because I want to write more! Until next time, Seeya!

~Rain