Creeper King
Night had fallen over the landscape, the darkness covering the dark wood forest in eerie silence. The night sang with the gentle brush of leaves in the breeze, and the huffs of cows that ran for cover from the deadly horrors the darkness brought.
The groans of the living dead, searching for the last of their life. Lost and enraged and broken as they swiped in vain.
The rattle of bones that made skin crawl. The pull of a bow and the release of the quiver. The zip of an arrow and the clash of bones on the ground.
The hisses of spiders and Creepers. The creatures that crawled on all legs, moving along the damp ground.
The jump of a spider and the slice of a sword. The gurgled hiss of a dying spider.
Night was unforgiving, and so were her subjects. That much did Bad know.
A man, of glowing white eyes, and darken void skin, and long pointed horns, stood over the giant and now dead spider. Two kids at either side of his legs. Wings unfurled over the two protectively.
"Keep moving."
He gentle advise. They moved, weaving through the thick leaves and tall undergrowth. The night was only establishing her reign. The night was for her subjects. So she sang.
The blowing breeze sang with the warning hiss of a igniting Creeper.
Bad immediately swiped his sword, over the blinking creeper that had crossed his path. The mossy and scaly skin of the Creeper radiated sparks. It was getting ready to blow.
. . .
Through the thick cover of undergrowth and darkness, Creepers had an advantage.
Crawling on all fours and blending in with the greenery they moved in silence. Night was your cover. She made sure of it.
George found it fascinating. How they kept so quiet, as they crawled through the land. Mossy and scaly skin blending in with the greenery.
He loved his culture and he wanted to know more.
So he insisted on learning.
He'd followed the eldest Creeper he'd been entrusted to with obedience. He didn't stray away. He knew he'd freak out the elder Creeper if he did.
They were on patrol, making sure to keep members of the other mob kingdoms in check. And to keep unwanted beings off of their domain.
That is something that George never understood. What beings?
He had asked the elder Creeper he followed, just what did that mean?
They responded with a story of said beings attacking mobs, the subjects to the night. How they ruined the peace in their domain.
They certainly didn't look like any of them. Not like spiders or the creepers. But resembled actual functioning zombies or skeletons. Those beings however had flesh and bone that wasn't rotting away.
How he should be wary, because they'll always go for you.
That's when he noticed them. Beings. One was tall and hunched ever so slightly, moving in a hurry.
George had pointed it out to the Creeper. They turned to look at the being that approached. They began to ignite and hiss in warning for the elder Creeper had the young prince in his care.
The Creeper would blow to protect the prince. Their blast won't hurt him, he was enchanted with blast protection. He could go off before this creature trued anything against them or their prince.
But the swipe of the sword came faster than the blow.
And the creeper fell and a horrified cry shatter the song the night sang.
. . .
The small group reacted to the scream.
Bad jumped away, his wing pulling the kid to his left, Sapnap, with him, but the kid to his right, Dream, shot forwarded towards the creeper, sword held high.
He swung the blade of his nearly broken wooden sword over the face of a creeper, the one that had cried out when the first one fell.
He was shocked and confused at the cry that he heard. But his instinct and impulse took control and he shot forward. He expected the creeper to flash and blink in defense to his approach.
But he didn't expect it to fling itself away, the tip of his wooden sword, hooking onto the buckle of a mask and yanking it off.
The mask fell revealing the face of a boy. Huge brown eyes, swimming with tears and crying out it horror.
"You killed Crater!" He cried.
The world stood still as the noise of the night became distant. It was all quiet except for the sobbing and cries from the creeper prince.
And the Creeper King heard.
He heard the cries of his son, as did the rest of the creepers. They heard the cries of their prince and anger and fear took hold of their souls.
Enraged hissing filled the night, and heavy stomping of crawling beings shook the ground. The blinking of igniting creepers and white glowing pupils against dark scleras surrounded the group.
Bad was reeling with confusion, panic and shock. He pulled his kids close with his wings, hus white eyes sweeping over the circle of creepers that were closing in. His eyes fell over the small boy that cried in front of him. And the icy feeling of fear washed over his chest.
He nearly threw himself towards the kid. Creepers were behind him and all he wanted was to protect these three kids he had at the moment.
But he couldn't.
He froze in astonishment as the creepers stopped but one came closer and it shifted turning nearly human. They bent down and lifted the sobbing boy in it's - his? - arms. Holding him close to his chest.
A tall man, of glowing white pupils and black scleras glared dangerously at the group who made his son cry. Skin dark with hues of green scales and moss. A gold crown that adorned his messy - mossy? - hair, detailed with thorny vines. He hissed, but his hiss was deep and deadly.
The Creeper King.
Bad had only heard legends.
"They killed Crater."
The boy in the Man's arms whimpered. The glowing pupils of the Creeper King slid to the floor, landing on the decapitated body of an old friend.
An old friend he trusted with his life and the life of his son.
The Creeper King sparked in anger. Eyes flashing, and Emiting the hiss of igniting TNT.
His friend was killed and his son could have died.
The Creeper King was enraged.
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Aye!! Its so late! But I couldn't sleep with this on my mind! So take this Creeper King!Sam and Creeper Prince!George (even though he's human) and DadBoyHalo with his Demon(?) Sons Sapnap and Dream! I inspired and based off of @dtvibez and her anons talking about this in her ask box! I hope you like it!
Good night 😓😴!
Will fully edit it tomorrow morning, it was rushed sorry!
P.S.
Yes, I named the mentor Creeper, Crater. What of it?