Adventures of Sebrina 2: War Versus Dreadlord

CHAPTER 12: RECLAIMING NETHERIA

===A Week Later===

~~~Sebrina's P.o.V.~~~

I gathered the Army.

The animatronics were in the Infirmary, taking care of Mom, Dad, and Grandpa.

I have told the Mayor of Forrester City that we needed them for a week or so.

I walked out, in my purple, off-shoulder gown.

I was situated on the balcony, on the fifth floor.

"As we all know, Dreadlord has taken over our Kingdom, Netheria...", I started.

I heared angry whispers from the soldiers.

"We must prepare for battle! All Generals, stick to the plan...

We will take back what is rightfully ours...", I ordered.

The Generals of all Mobs, from the Overworld, to the Nether, to the End, nodded.

"We must fight! We must reclaim Netheria, and stop Dreadlord from his evil plans to take over Minecraft! Are you with me?", I asked the Army.

"We will fight, Your Majesty!", they cried, raising their weapons.

"For Netheria and for Minecraft!", I shouted, raising my sword.
"For Netheria and for Minecraft!", they all repeated, shaking their raised weapons.

I looked at Uncle, and nodded.

We held each other's hands, and raised them, creating several Nether Portals.

"Let's get inside!", I shouted.

The Mobs went to the Portals, and me, (Y/n), and Uncle teleported to the Nether.

===Netheria===

We appeared in front of the Nether Palace, with the Army behind us.

The Dreadlord's cronies appeared, stancing for a fight.

Later, wisps of black smoke appeared in front of them. It shaped itself to be human, and out came:

Dreadlord.

His black eyes glinted maliciously. He snickered, as he raised his right hand, his black scythe appearing out of nowhere.

He lowered it, and looked at us one by one.

"How nice to see you, Princess Sebrina... And... Oh! Where is the King and Queen? Have they recovered? Or did they... Let's say... Die?", he sneered.

I growled, gripping my sword tighter.

"They will never die, Dreadlord!", I hissed, stancing for a fight.

He snickered, nodding thoughtfully.

"Well, I was amazed by your persistence, Princess...", he smirked.
"And I won't stop until Netheria is free from your filthy, bony hands!", I growled.

He laughed evilly, as he floated upwards.

He raised his scythe...

"ATTACK!!!", he shouted, pointing his scythe at us.

His numerous Army attacked, consisting mostly of shadows.

I gritted my teeth, and raised my sword. I pointed it to Dreadlord.

"ATTACK!!!", I shouted back.

And we ran towards the great sea of Dreadlord's warriors, cries of war resonating thoroughout the Nether.

I flew up, and faced Dreadlord, my sword on my tight grip.

"Princess Sebrina... The daughter of the all-mighty Griefer Herobrine and of the Lone Survivor Steve... How I wished to battle with you without any interference from your bastard parents.", he sneered.