It's The Eyes...

Delusional

SSundee's POV

I sat opposite Sky at the table. He was trying his best to look professional, but all he achieved was me laughing at him. "Ok Ian. So, what did this guy want with you?" I grit my teeth as another wave of pain hit me. Sky faltered. "It's bothering you again...isn't it?" Ever since the incident in the village, I'd been attacked by vicious headaches, migraines even. It was like something had gone wrong inside of me and was messing the rest of my system up. I knew he had something to do with it though. I nodded. Sky adopted a sympathetic look. "Please answer the question Ian." I sighed. "He wanted Derp to join this rebellion or something. They needed him to overthrow Notch." Sky frowned. "Uh huh. What else?" I didn't meet his eyes. I didn't want to tell Sky this...but he needed to know. I took a deep breath. "They needed me to get rid of SkyArmy." Sky swallowed hard. "You mean..." I nodded reluctantly. Sky stood up silently and pushed his chair back, stalking out of the room as another bolt of pain hit me between the eyes. I cried out and put my head in my hands, willing the pain to disperse. No such luck. I sighed angrily. "This isn't helping!" I heard someone else entered the room and pull up a chair next to me. A familiar, wolfish scent tickled my nose as FireSpark sat down beside me, resting her head on my shoulder. "What's up?" "Oh. apart from the fact I'm actually a mass murderer/ fugitive, depressed because I've killed people and enjoyed it and, oh yeah, now I have a fucking headache that won't go away? Apart from that I've never been better." FireSpark sighed. "I know you're having a tough time Ian-" I snorted. "I can't say that even begins to cover it." She growled. "I guess you want to be alone then." She stood up and left me.

Now I felt sad. Just plain sad. I folded my arms on the table and rested my chin on top of them, staring blankly at the wall opposite me. My best friend Sky was angry at me because Derp was going to kill his recruits, I'd pushed FireSpark away when she was trying to help me, and I knew Deadlox, however hard he tried not to look it, was actually terrified of me. I fought back the tears. I didn't blame him. I stood up and walked out of the room, heading upstairs. Suddenly, I faltered. An overwhelming bolt of pain hit me and left a dull, aching throb afterwards. I staggered backwards slightly on the wooden stairs and placed my hand on the wall, obtaining balance again. It felt weird, like my mind was detached from my body. I grit my teeth as another wave of pain submerged me. Feeling tears of pain pinpricking my eyes, I stumbled up the last of the stairs and opened the door to my room. I froze. It had to be my imagination. Maybe I was delirious. Delusional. Derp SSundee stood in front of me. He tilted his head to one side and grinned that terrible grin. "Hey Ian. How've you been since the last time we...met?" I narrowed my blue eyes. "Thanks to you, I think I'm going insane." Derp smiled. "Wonderful. Welcome to my world." I shook my head in disbelief, but shut the door behind me. I crossed to the other side of the room. Feeling his demented gaze burning into my back, I whipped round. "Why are you here? This isn't even possible." Derp snorted. "Yeah, you might wanna get used to the impossible SSundee." I scowled at him. "I got three words for you: Leave. Me. Alone." Derp smiled. "Message from Herobrine comes first." I stared at him. "What?" Derp grinned slyly. "That made you pay attention didn't it?" I ignored him and stepped forward, forcing myself to look at his crooked eyes. "Herobrine has a message for me?!"

Derp rolled his eyes. "Yes. Would you like to hear it?" I snorted. "Well, duh?" Derp smiled and moved forward. I didn't realise what he was doing until he hit me on the side of the head. I staggered backwards, my head throbbing painfully. "Ow! What was that for?" Derp grinned. "He told me to tell you something bad's gonna happen soon. So, I thought I'd show that psychically as well as verbally." He shrugged. "Plus, you know I like to make you suffer." I scowled. "Hilarious." Derp smiled in a sadistic way. "Sky once told me I had your sense of humour." He narrowed his crooked eyes and turned away from me slightly, staring out of the window at the dying sunset. "I was just a more twisted version." The corner of Derp's mouth twitched as he considered that fact. "Ever heard of the quote, 'When the rich rage war it's the poor who die'?" My stomach clenched. "Yes...why?" Derp lifted one shoulder. "It's one of the best ways to describe what's to come. Herobrine said the Rebellion can't be trusted. If they gain control they will corrupt all good in Minecraftia." He let that sink in, then tilted his head to one side and grinned. "Good job we're around huh? I was afraid someone would bring your friends to their knees before I did." I growled between gritted teeth. "You can try. But I'm stronger than you Derp." His eyes sharpened with a contrast I didn't like. "I guess Herobrine was wrong then." He strode forward and stood inches away from me. I stared back into his crooked eyes; they were glistening with madness and exhilaration. "I will always be stronger than you Ian. And I will always find a way to prevail. Even you know that." He hissed. I shut my eyes, condemning myself to the sick truth. When I opened them again, Derp was gone. The bitter smell of defeat was left in his wake. My mood sunk lower and I gritted my teeth in pain as another aching pang echoed throughout my skull. Herobrine had lied to me. That stung. Then I grinned fiendishly. At least I knew, even though Derp would take me down eventually, I wasn't going down without a fight. I would prove them all wrong. I wasn't a weak coward. I was determined to win this internal battle by whatever force and willpower I could muster. "You can try and take me Derp. I dare you."