Mythology Minecraft

Final Stand

The battlements were set. Neonee stood ready to set off his traps with Iyora. The banging steps of iron golems resonated through the village. Alora had made her spiky plants grow all around the edges of the village.

The villagers themselves were tucked away in safety.

They were set for the coming attack.

It started with the monsters. Vown flew through the air attacking as many as possible before they could reach the others. Creepers exploded against the wall trying to get in. Skeletons rained down arrows onto them. The monsters seemed to be never ending.

 For the time being they were managing the battle, no one had been injured. Then there was a terrible roar. The sky itself darkened to a deep purple as there was a flapping of wings. The Enderdragon soared over the village before coming to a stop. He hoovered and spoke in a raspy voice.

"Your defences and efforts are brave, but they stand no chance against my wrath, surrender now and you shall be reunited with your family. Or be destroyed one by one, its your choice."

No one spoke, they all were turning these words over in their heads.

"We will never surrender to the likes of you." Alora cried at last. Everyone echoed her.

The Dragon seemed to sigh, as if he truly did not want their destruction. "Very well then." 

He took a dive at them, they were all confused until he ripped through the ground  as if it were nothing. Every god and goddess got a sinking feeling. He easily was destroying an entire section of the village. Now that there defences were weakened, in poured the monsters. 

Neonee got a mournful look on his face, his studio would be wrecked by the dragon, all his plans and inventions, gone. Monsters were swarming inside, and Craftus took another dive toward them. narrowly Hermyra avoided being swept off her feet by him. They were ducking and dodging, the arrows Vown fired seemed to be useless against the dragon. The next pass, Neonee was quite sure, would take out all his work.

Then suddenly a spout of water twisted through the air and hit Craftus. The water strung his face, and he diverted course, looking for the offender. Everyone saw as Sonnis directed more and more water his way. He gave a laugh upon seeing her.

"Foolish," he told her, "you are incredibly foolish."

She shook her head, Neron came to her side as she fired on Craftus again and again, he was momentarily kept from destroying the village by this. But he was getting more nimble, and took another dive into the ground ripping apart an entire wall.

A cry filled the air. Craftus was met with a volley of arrows. The hunters poured into the village, firing on him repeatedly. With them came Epis and Enisia, standing tall together bows at the ready.

With them came the missing gods and goddess's. Craftus sputtered upon seeing his own daughter with them. But he had no time for through the air cut wings, he was attacked by the two flying daughters of Maiguh, Elsbeth was below cheering them on. Then came Rissa and Dio, she was restored to full strength, with his potions he was faster and could jump up high. 

All nether was breaking loss.

Craftus fought harder, nothing was any more than a nuisance so far. He would still cut through them all. He was ready to take another dive at the ground when he saw her.

She was standing in the street, that same farmilar smile on her face. He mouthed her name, 'Minea', but could not believe it. Her violet skin glowed, and her long hair shimmered in purples and blues. Craftus paused for a second.

In that second he was hit by everything that anyone had. His new body was strong but young and under the strain of such power it crumbled. He swore he saw Minea laughing. 

No one knew who was responsible for the fall of Craftus. Maiguh, Dauntice and Onicent had arrived to see him pause and all separately launched their attacks, combined they were stronger then Craftus or Minea.

Minea walked to the dragons body and drew her sword. She smiled as she looked upon him and shook her head. Carefully she fitted him into a chest, and locked it using what remained of his powers. It glowed blueish.

The rest of the village paused for a moment, then Farren was in Dauntice's arms, Piyipin was clinging to Sonnis's leg. Airabella and Onicent had rushed together, caught in a strong embrace. Lyris let out a cry of joy and rushed to Neron shouting. Soon Epis was rushing to him too, his heart felt somewhat healed seeing his son.

The only one who didn't move was Minea, she gazed at the sun, which she hadn't seen for so long, then closed her eyes. Bit by bit Craftus's damage disappeared, leaving no scars that indicated his existence. 

When she was done she smiled ruefully.