Crystal Wings

The Battle Of Realms

     I replaced the string on my bow, making sure I had enough arrows in my quiver to shoots a few withers through the eye socket. Oh Herobrine... that sounded brutal. I think all this fighting might actually be getting to my head. I shook off the thought and grabbed my daggers to sharpen them. Suddenly, the ground seemed to growl under my feet. I quickly stood up, supporting myself on the wall.
     "What the Nether is going on?!", Alpha yelled out, climbing out from another small cave that was nearby.
"Brace for impact!" Zaya yelled out, running into the cave with a blue ball of fire trailing behind her. She ducked forward, rolling onto the ground, the fire ball only seeming to singe her beanie and moving deeper into the cave, just where Alpha and I stood.
     We stared on in shock just as Flame jumped in front of us and sent the fire ball flying back.
"What the Nether is-" his sentence was cut short by yells of panic going off like fire alarms in the distance.
"You guys need to see this", Zaya stated, brushing off some ashes from her jacket and patting her beanie down. We went to the enntrance of the cave only to find three portals, two towering at least one hundred blocks high and the other laid flat on the ground, each one leading to its own realm,
     I froze up, seeing how a group of withers would walk in the portal with armor, and another would walk out with civilians and both hostile and passive mobs on chains, eyes glowing a deep purple.
"We need to stop this, fast.", Jake ordered behind me, both him and Crystal staring in horror at the Aether portal to the right. (A/N: I realize I have been writing Aether wrong the whole time 😁 So sorry)
     Claire wasn't having any of it either. She quickly ran out the cave with a battle cry, sword in hand.
"Claire!", Jake called out running after her. There was a moment of silence before collectively running behind them with our own battle cry, clutching onto our weapons with white knucles and nothing but pure rage.
     "HELLO THERE, AND WELCOME, TO THE BATTLE OF THE REALMS", my father's voice called out from above the Witherstorm followed by a blared manical laugh. I growled at the voice, feeling the need to spread my wings and fly up to kick that... that bastard right in the face.
     "This is your dad?", Steve said, running besides me.
"Sadly yes, do you want to kick him as much as I do", I growled.
"You have no idea!", Steve replied, clutching his sword tighter.
     Just then, there was a deafening screech. We all stopped in our tracks and covered our ears.
     "Mother of Herobrine!!", Flame exclaimed, everything seemed to go quiet after.
I looked up, removing my hands from beside my head. All eyes seemed to be on us. Every civilian and mob staring daggers at our group. We all tightened our grip on our weapons and moved into a circle, back-to-back from eachother.
     There was a brief moment of absolute silence. Of just staring, waiting to see who would shoot the first arrow. It was only brief, before all Nether broke loose at once.

~Author's Note ✍🏽~
OKAY! Don't murder me please! *hides behind a box* I was in a hiatus, as most of you here could obviously see. I apologize for keeping you guys waiting for so long, but I have been busy with a lot of responsibilities and such. Nevertheless, thank you so much for sticking around and I hope you enjoyed this chapter.
This is Leasix33 signing off <3