The Shadow WIthin (Book 2)

Chapter 30: Magmar

Fawn's POV

"So, what should we do now?" I asked, gesturing to the empty space where Herobrine and Vortex once stood.

"Well, obviously, we must follow them!" Cara said, and Angel nodded.

"Does Herobrine's mansion have wing room?" Angel asked.

"I don't think he as wing-room, but I'm sure you can wind up with a room." Sparrow said, waving his jazz hands. "Get it, cause you know, you so big you can get yourself a room if you asked."

"Bleh." the pigmen standing next to me said. "I'm sure my buddy over here could tell a better pun or two." 

"I-I can?" the second pigmen stuttered. 

"Look, let's get back to the mansion,  o.k guys?" I said, raising my hands. "And.......off we go!"

I raised my hands, and green sparks swirled around the group. Angel flapped his wings in surprise, and all anyone could see was a tornado of green, and the stray feathers of Angel. As I closed my eyes and thought of Herobrine's palace, I felt a presence.

"Well, isn't this interesting..." a voice said in my head, it's voice glitching toward the edge of the phrase. "And here, I thought the AUs were a mistake; the biggest one has been standing in front of my face the whole time."

And just like that, the voice was gone. Unfortunately, that distraction had lead to us getting a cliff side view of Herobrine's palace. Angel had knocked Cosmelia over just in time, a boiling swab of lava splashing dangerously close to the group. Even Angel was wincing, and trying to avoid the heat by standing in the shade, but then, is there anywhere in the Nether that isn't hot?

"Let's just head into the mansion." Cosmelia said uneasily, glancing occasionally at the lava stream nearby. "Angel, could you fly us there?"

"Sure thing." Angel said, opening his wings so that everyone could climb on. "I'm starting to hate this heat."

Although technically, I was from the Nether,  I didn't exactly enjoy visits to the Nether. For one, it was incredibly hot, and that was just indoors, though that did explain the broken AC. The Nether also felt incredibly natural. Replacing water with lava, and pigs as pigmen, it was a hellish landscape. Still, it felt like a home to me..

"We're almost there!" Angel said, his wings taking on a new burst of speed. "It's just that, I feel something here. Something like..another dragon?"

"I'm not sure, but I feel it too." Cara said, rubbing her arm uncomfortably.

"Same here." Cosmelia said, prodding me. "Don't you feel it too?"

Magic..isn't something explained in words. It's a presence, an ability..and a gift. Only some have the ability to contain it, others to manipulate it, but to actually use magic is a whole other matter. ANy magical being, Angel, Cara, Herobrine..you could sense a magical presence, a being of power. And I felt what Cosmelia meant.

It at first was a dull beat, but as we flew closer and closer to Herobrine palace, the pace quickened, faster and faster. Not only was this worrying, it also felt very much like Angel, a dragon if anything.

Just as we headed over a lava river, the river erupted in a flurry of lava. As Angel dodged the incoming projectiles, I made out a figure, double the size of Angel. 

It was a dragon, a flaming dragon. The dragon's wingtips were literally flickering with flames, and he examined us carefully, puffing a snort of steam.

"So, you're the one they've been talking about.." the dragon boomed.

"Umm, yeah, but who are you?" I said.