He' s already a semi-yandere but it should progress with the story line. There will chapters set before this timeline that give insight to how he was before and what got him here:)
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The fire dissolved and the first thing you saw was blue. Blue trees, blue moss, blue leaves, blue fungi and…oh
Endermen.
Several endermen wandered the warped forest with blue blocks in their hands. Entity 303 and Conner froze in their spots, the blond still grasping your hand tightly.
Two Endermen heads snapped to where you were standing and you all averted your eyes immediately. Conner let go of your hand and covered his eyes. Entity died the same and your vision contorted.
Suddenly you were higher in the air, looking down at Conner and the hooded cheat slightly bent over. You whipped your head behind you and met face to face with glowing, purple eyes,
An Enderman…kidnapped you?
“Ey tu, Terrance?”
You turned the rest of your body to face Terrance and she tilted her head, her familiar gaze raining over you. Her long arms bent towards you and you looked down, there was a miniature pair of wings in her hand. You glanced up briefly and read her eyes, “How’s Diana?”
Terrence rasped out something and you smiled, “Yeah, I miss them too, tell him I’m coming to visit soon.” Terrence and nodded and you took the wings, holding them tightly.
You tapped your shirt and the back changed slightly. Terrence coo’d and pushed you slightly. You planted your feet and fell back, your arms widespread.
Your back began to itch uncomfortably but you ignored and relaxed. You chanted ‘Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on’ in your head til your skin tore painfully and the familiar tickle of feathers on your arm coaxed your eyes to snap open.
Wind rushed past you and you flipped your position. The rushing air caught your wings and you flew up. Conner looked up, careful to avoid the watchful eyes of the teleportic mobs and gaped.
There you were.
Speeding right for them.
…
Aw, shit
Conner grabbed Entity 303’s hand and threw them both up.
You tucked in your wings and fell towards the couple. Conner threw up his hand and you spread your wings again. The air caught you as you grabbed his hand. The weight caught you by surprise and you groaned, “My gawd bro.”
“Work out more.” He shouted. The load lessened suddenly and you looked down. “Over ‘ere sweetheart.” Entity’s voice appeared next to you and you looked over. Plates of fire were appearing under his feet as he ran alongside you.
“Sorry mate, I’ve already got a top, your bottom is here though.” You snickered, cutting yourself off as you shook Conner a little. “Where are we going?”
“I’m taking the both of you to the overworld,” He hollered. “The meeting is in 6 days, their time.”
“Can’t we stay here‽”
“Do you want to?” Conner shouted from below.
You ignored his question and asked, “Where’s the portal?”
Entity pointed in front of him and warned, slowing his steps down and walking closer to you, “Look straight ahead!” You looked to the front and faltered in your flapping.
There was a ginormous nether portal in a wall of netherrack. Hundreds of zombie pigmen stumbled about and several ghasts were crying all around. You took in the scene before Conner screamed, “LOOK OUT!”
You startled and looked up but it was too late. A ghast had spotted you all and screeched, hurling a ball of molten fire towards you. Preoccupied with protecting Conner, you curled your wings inward. You turned with the motion and pushed Entity in front of you, your back to the ghast.
The attack hit your left wing and you screamed in pain. Your uninjured wing couldn’t hold any of you and you fell toward the ground. Tears gathered and fell from your closed eyes as you braced for the ground.
The impact never came.
You suddenly felt the embrace of warm arms and pressure against your wings. No pain came from it, instead your left appendage tingled strangely and you felt the burns on your waist and back throb.
You opened your eyes and were met with the dark-colored chin. Your ears were ringing and the sky was slowly growing clearer. You could begin to make out the details of the netherrack.
Your head lulled to the side and you squinted, spotting Conner being held up by Entity who was staring at your embracer. You rolled your head back to their chest and threw a hand on their cheek weakly.
They flinched slightly before looking down, their glowing eyes stinging your retinas. You blink rapidly and he looked away, glaring at whatever floated above you.
You closed your eyes and fell limp, too tired to give any more fucks. The combined heat from the scorching terrain and Herobrine caused your head to throb unpleasantly.
Voices chattered above you, but you were too far gone in drowsiness to make out words. You felt Herobrine’s hands leave you and cool ones replaced them.
A few seconds later you felt the familiar effects of a portal wash over you and you cracked an eye open. Conner looked down at you and grinned, “God you’re heavy.”
“Work out more.” You mumbled before closing your eye.
You bounced slightly as Conner moved, humming as he went. The sound dug into your head and you groaned, “Oh my god, shut the fuck up!”
“Walk then.” He dropped you to the ground and continued walking, stepping over your body. You hit the ground with a thud and shot up, pain registering faintly in your mind but you ignored it, “Where are we going?”
“Max is currently hanging out in a village. He’s gonna leave soon to find Null so we need to hurry.”
You stopped and stared at him.
He didn’t stop so you jogged to catch up, falling in step with him, “He knows Null is in the Nether right?”
“Nope.” Conner grinned cheekily.
You pursed your lips and nodded. “How far away is the village?”
“Not a clue.” He turned his head towards you before looking back. You sighed and rubbed your face.
“Look at the fucking book i gave you.” You spat, glaring at the scarred man. He shot you a look before taking said book out of his inventory. You stood closer to him and took the book from his hands, flipping to a specific page and thrusting it back into his grip.
He tapped the page and an image of a desert village grew into the air with coordinates beside it. “There’s the location, where are we?”
Conner pulled out a compass and looked at the arrows, you two were only a few thousands blocks away, probably set back by the nether portal.
The arrows wiggled a bit before settling in position and you turned in the right direction, almost a near 180 degree turn. The sun had barely risen so the added coolness helped your body cool down significantly.
Time flew by as the sun made its way above and over you and you two lost yourselves in silence. The terrain slowly shifted into sand and soon you two were stumbling across the hot desert floor or…you, in particular were stumbling.
You hadn’t put on your shoes earlier and were braving the world barefoot which you regretted now. Conner was covering his mouth as he snickered and your mind slowly wandered to his constant looks over his shoulder before brushing it off to paranoia.
“It should be coming up now.” Conner piped up, interrupting your musings. You looked up and sure enough, you could begin to make out a sandstone tower.
A large shadow loomed overhead and the sound of ‘Woo-hoo’s’ followed. You looked up and saw a shadowy figure with large black wings flying across the skies with a loud redhead on their back.
“Oh god,” Conner groaned.
Null drifted in the air as Max straightened up and fell off, plummeting down. You grinned sharply and turned your head away, limping to the village.
Conner looked at you, swiveling his head back to Max every few seconds before throwing his hands up and pulling a bucket out of his inventory.
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Eventually you made it to the village. Villagers wandered around, bumbling to their jobs or to buy things. You stared at the scene as a plan formed in your head and you walked over to a farmer, waiting until they were down grinding some old vegetables down.
They poured the paste in the compost bin and finally looked up, an eyebrow raised in clear, ‘Speak’ fashion. “Where’s the medic?”
“Do you have money?”
Their eyes turned back to their bowl as they scraped out every bit of carrot pulp in the foul-smelling box. You dug through your inventory and faltered, “How much would it cost?”
“How much do you have?”
“Two emeralds.”
“Anything else?” The man in the straw hat started to walk away from the strip of fertile land and headed towards the tall sandstone tower.
“A few leftover strips of gauze and a couple iron ingots.” They nodded absently and led you in silence. You made it to the structure and you knocked on the door, waiting patiently for it to open as the villager left you.
A few moments passed before a loud, “Enter.” made its way to you. You pushed the door open and stepped inside, making sure to close it behind you.
The site of walls filled with frames of items and chests literally the floor greeted you as curly black hair filled your vision. Cold hands grabbed your arms and you snapped to attention. You glanced at the pale hands and your beloved dagger appeared in your hand, or…at least you tried to summon it.
Nothing dropped into your hand and you looked at it in surprise and confusion, “Looking for this?” He moved away from you swiftly and held up your dagger.
“Keep your hands out of my hotbar.” You deadpanned.
“Stop trying to kill me.” Henry twirled the knife and slipped it into his pocket.
“If I was trying to kill you, you wouldn’t be here.” You mumbled. “What was that?” He snapped back.
“Where’s Vincent?”
“He’s still at home, wanted to get through some books he got.”
“Ah.” You nodded your head mindlessly before shaking your head and asking if you could get patched up.
“Oh yeah,” He turned around and stood by the ladder on the wall, "Juliette!” He called up.
“Let em up!” You heard a voice call back and footsteps pattered across the floor above. Henry pointed at the ladder before returning to his corner and scribbling something down on paper.
You mimed the motion of climbing the ladder and the pull brought tears to your eyes. You dropped your arms to your sides and stared at the hole, contemplating if you should waste an ender pearl.
Before you could back down, you tossed the teal orb up and waited for it to shatter. Suddenly you were staring at a cluttered space, filled with rolls of gauze, jars of mysterious goo, and random bottles littered over the floor. Juliette looked over her shoulder and smiled brightly, “Seat yourself on the table and uncover what hurts if it’s physical.”
You looked to your left and situated yourself on the wood tabletop. You peeled off your shirt and waited. After she organized what she was messing with, she turned around and walked toward you. “What’s the issue?”
Her eyes raked over your torso, looking for any obvious signs of injury. You point at your left side with your right and grinned with grimace, “Ghast attack, hit my left side.”
She didn’t miss a beat at the mention of ghasts and instead walked around the table. Your instincts screamed at you to turn around but you shoved them to the side, forcing yourself to stay still. Fingertips touched your spine and you couldn’t help but flinch.
“Is this all of it?” She asked quietly. Silence followed as you braced yourself. Your breaths quickened as the painful sensation of skin tearing under the pressure of bones breaking through. Your wings stretched outward until they met the gritty wall. They curled in a bit and you arched your back, trying to stretch your tailbone.
You finally slouched back down and she stepped closer, “I think this might be a matter for Null. I can help with the burns along your back but I’m not sure what to do about the damaged feathers.”
“Yeah, no, that’s okay, I know how to manage those, just wanted to know if a potion would heal this.”
“A potion of healing would but we don’t have the ingredients for that so all I can offer is a wrap, some extra gauze, and instructions.” She left your space and ducked under your wing, picking up a roll of gauze on her way back.
Juliette tucked a strand of hair behind her ear before stepping in close. You tensed your abdomen and held your breath, willing yourself to stay still. She leaned back and forth as she wrapped the elastic strips of black around your midriff, being mindful of your sensitive feathers.
Your arms were raised as you braced a wrist on your head and looked at the ceiling, closing your eyes. Juliette stopped her motions and you cracked an eyelid open; she was just switching out the different rolls and you closed your eye again, losing yourself in her soothing touches.
Soon she stopped again but you remained how you were, not yet ready to return to reality.
.
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Something caressed your feathers and you flinched harshly, shooting up before a warm hand pushed you back down, “Heyyyy, slow down. Lie down and rest.” The raspy voice coaxed, pushing your chest back down.
Your eyes fluttered open and your mouth widened in a yawn, The blurry image of dark brown fuzz filled your vision before your eyes cleared.
the ghast i raised with my own two hands almost suffocated me while finishing fixing our gold farm. i thought you'd be different from that one ghast that caused my death a few months ago 💔
