MCSM: Shattered Souls [COMPLETED]

15- In Which I Learn a Little More About Jaq's Past

~Jesse's POV~

This chapter is also one of the finest examples of 'making shit up as I go along' haha

And I'm not sure if I ever said this, but Jaq and Jandro's world is kinda borderline medieval. Like...Minecraft medieval. Kinda. I dunno how to describe it lol.

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The next morning, when we all went outside, I was not the slightest bit surprised to see Entity 303 standing on top of his obsidian tower. He looked like a ghoulish white vulture, looming down while we climbed to the top.

It was windy that day, the breeze chaotically tossing my black curls around my face. Jaq gave me a half sympathetic, half smug look, putting a hand to her short hair.

"So what are we gonna have to go through now?" Jandro asked tiredly. "And please tell me we get more warning than just 'good luck'."

Entity 303 replied with a thin sneer that may have been his attempt at a smile, and may have just been a sneer. "The next trial is split into three parts. You will probably have much more trouble with this one than the previous, because it will hit a bit closer to home. You'll see what I mean."

This did not sound good. I had already been harboring suspicions that he was looking into our minds and purposely striking where he knew it would affect us most. So if he was admitting to doing it this time...it could mean any number of awful things.

"What do we have to do?" Jaq asked. She had been stoically quiet so far, and was completely avoiding Jandro. I got the feeling that the two of them didn't fight a lot, so the argument last night could've been a big deal for them. I wasn't about to ask.

303 shook his head slowly. "I can't tell you that. The most help you will get is this: You must complete again your past tasks, and the beginner must also be the finisher. And as much as you hate to hear it...good luck."

He waved his hand, and once again, everything was white.

Oh for fuck's sake. That's getting old. I thought as I waited for my surroundings to form. They slowly did, little by little.

It was night, and I was standing just beyond the edge of a forest. In front of me stood a massive castle, nearly the size of the Order's temple I'd found, all those years ago. Torches glimmered from all sides of it, though where I was standing was just outside the range of the torchlight.

"Oh, gods no. Please tell me I'm not seeing what I think I'm seeing." Jaq whispered from beside me. I jumped, not yet aware that the others had appeared here as well.

"If you think you're seeing a freaking nightmare castle where we almost died like, six times, then yes. That's what I'm seeing too." Jandro replied through clenched teeth. I glanced over at him. "Is this the place you were telling us about yesterday? The castle raid?"

"Yes." Jaq said softly. "Herobrine was right. He's sending us through our memories."

"But...but what does that mean? What do we have to do?" Justin asked, looking utterly bewildered.

Jaq pulled her enchanted iron sword from her inventory. "303 said we had to 'complete again our past tasks'. That must mean we just have to do what we originally came here to do."

Jandro looked over at her, brow crinkling worriedly. "But when we came here the first time, we didn't really have a goal. It was just blindly following Char through his mad quest."

Jaq didn't quite look at him. "Unless he means..."

"No..." Jandro whined in reply. "No, Notch, Jaq, you're kidding."