My Minecraft Pony

Chapter 21: Jets and Beams and Lights

Twilight

"You're Edit?" I asked in disbelief.
Herobrine gave a small smile, the kind of smile that makes you want to slit your throat-wait, I already did that. Oops.
"Well, yeah," Herobrine said, starting to walk around me in a slow circle.
"With My Gem, I'm powerful enough to make a small telekinetic bond between us, but making my end stronger, so we could speak telepathically but I could control your mind. For example, when you had begun to suspect me, or Edit if you may, I wiped your mind clear of all suspecting thoughts. And when I had you try to kill three of your friends in your sleep, of course."
He pulled out an amulet that was tucked under his plain blue shirt. At first I thought it was Adam's, but I realized the gem was red, not purple. It was Herobrine's Gem.
"Yeah, with this thing in my possession again I was able to do so much more, so much easier," Herobrine said with a happy sigh, twirling the amulet and still circling me.
"So why did you kill me in the Games?" I asked, narrowing my eyes. "To stir trouble. Cause drama. You know," Herobrine said with a shrug. I raised an eyebrow. "Likely story," I said sourly.
Herobrine chuckled. "Twilight here seems to be getting more clever now that Edit stopped bothering her...in her head, at least. You got me, I needed to put everyone in the Games to keep them busy. But you, I need with me for my real plan."
Uh-oh. "What plan?" I said, trying to put as much hate into every word. Herobrine stopped circling right in front of me. His empty white eyes bore into me.
"Well, I don't want to spoil it of course, but to pull it off, I need your magic. You're one of the most powerful sources of magic in the universe, and I have you all to me!" He chuckled.
"My magic? I don't have my magic. We're in minecraftia; I don't have a horn!" I explained.
Herobrine took a step toward me. "You're smart, right, Twilight? Explain to me the laws of energy."
"Well, energy is always present in an object. It takes on different forms, but it can't be created or destroyed," I explained reluctantly.
"Exactly! Same with magic. Magic always exists. Everyone has magic inside of them somewhere, some more than others. In Equestria, unicorns and alicorns were born lucky enough to be able to control and use their magic. When you travel to Minecraftia, your magic didn't just disappear! You still have it. Lots of it. And I'm going to use it to take over Minecraftia AND Equestria-two of the most powerful dimensions in the universe. Once I have them, I'll have enough power to take over the whole universe!" Herobrine explained, shouting at the end.
He was going to use me as some magic-generator for a 'big evil plan' he wouldn't tell me about? And take over this beautiful dimension AND my dimension!
If I was an alicorn still, I would have set off an explosion of magic from my anger and disbelief.
But I wasn't.
So I just punched Herobrine in the face.
"HEY!" he roared, taking a step back. Wow, did that feel satisfying. "Why you...you just stay in here. If you're lucky, another one of your little friends kicks the bucket and joins you!" He snapped his fingers, his amulet glowed red, and a barred cage appeared around me out of thin air. The amulet began to glow brighter, and a red aura surrounded my cage and lifted me up, carrying the cage out of the throne room with him. His amulet was like a unicorn horn...
He carried the cage behind him through many twisting and turning obsidian caves, until a wither skeleton nearly ran into him.
"S-sir-!" it panted in its raspy voice.
"What? I'm busy," Herobrine snapped, the annoying Discord-like attitude he always wore when talking/monologuing gone.
"The tributes may have escaped the arena! Cameras can't find them anywhere!" the skeleton exclaimed.
Herobrine waved a hand dismissively. "So, send someone in and find them. Who cares? They can't do anything if they get out, anyway. I have Twilight Sparkle."
The skeleton's empty eyes widened. "But the show-"
"Who cares about the show? That was just a setup! The real show is only just about to begin!" Herobrine said with an evil grin.
The skeleton's eye sockets widened more. He nodded silently and ran back down the corner he had come.
Herobrine continued walking down the hallway for a bit, until he stopped at what seemed like a dead end, until his eyes began to glow faintly, and the wall split in two, revealing a door.
Entering and carrying my cage, Herobrine entered the surprisingly large room and set my cage in a corner with a pile of other cages, all of which were empty.
The room was short, but flat. The floor made of stone, ceiling of dirt. Many strange tools were set up, from simple crafting benches and furnaces to obsidian tables with floating books and dark green chests with a purple misty-aura surrounding it.
Herobrine seemed to forget about my cage as he walked over to the obsidian table and snatched the levitating book off of it.
"Finally, we can begin..." he muttered, seemingly to himself.
Examining the book, he walked over to the pile of cages and looked to a cage near mine. He grabbed a bar and shook it.
"Wha-?" Someone called drowsily from inside. I looked on with surprise as I saw a minecraftian I didn't recognize rise to his feet in the cage. I hadn't realized he was there.
"Showtime!" Herobrine told the confused minecraftian, and held out the book, opened, the pages facing the minecraftian. I watched in astonishment and fear as a pure white magical aura appeared from the Minecraftian, and began to get sucked into the book.
"No!" the minecraftian cried out, but the book stopped taking in his magic aura, and he fell to his knees, groaning.
"That's one," Herobrine said as if he was taking care of annoying errands. He came over to me and held the book out. I tried to resist, but there was nowhere to run in the cage. I watched in fear as I became surrounde in a magenta aura, which was being sucked into the book as well.
Pain seared through my body as my magic was absorbed, and suddenly I was on the floor looking up at Herobrine, the pain slowly numbing.
"That's two," he said, not even looking at me. He walked back over to the obsidian table. While he turned his back, I looked over at the minecraftian a couple cages away. He looked back, mirroring my dread.
"Who are you?" he asked.
"Ditto," I said, titling my head. I didn't know minecraftians could have so much magic.
The minecraftian gave me a confused look, as if it was strange I didn't know who he was-not in an egotistical way, a genuinely confused way. I shrugged it off and looked over at Herobrine, who had pulled out a shard of some strange blue metal-diamond, maybe-and held the book out to it. To my surprise, it absorbed a large amount of blue magic aura from the shard.
Herobrine tossed the shard behind him like garbage and walked into the center of the room, where a strange glowing block-small light blue encased in glass-stood. With a devilish grin, he held the book up high above his head. His amulet glowed red, and a jet of light purple magic shot out from the book, aiming down.
A red jet shot from the amulet, aiming up.
The jets met, and shot themselves as a combined beam at the strange glowing block. The block changed from a pale blue to a deep reddish-purple, and a beam of light the same color, in a flash, shot itself at the minecraftian.