CHAPTER 5: Poor Preston....

Rob's P.O.V.

I heard something in the back of my mind that sounded like bones snapping and then after that a scream that was cut off mid-scream.

I snapped my eyes open and bolted up into a sitting position to end up face to face with Preston. He looked at me crying and then looked away his adorable little lava mobness in a sad shape.

"Preston what happened?" I asked him

When he looked at me I saw the fear of something he did and a definite expression I know to well....Regret..

He whimpered when I looked at him and said the words and he hopped off of me onto the ground. A cow mooed in the distance but it wasn't a normal moo.

It was a moo of sadness. I lowered myself so that I was eye level with Preston but he looked away. Ok now I know what I have to do.

I grabbed Preston and he growled at me really loudly. I dropped him and put my hand up in defense but when I looked at him I realized why he was so upset.

He was staring at a pile of ashes that was blowing away into the wind with a gun by it's side. I whipped my head to see Preston practically sobbing putting his hands in front of his face and curling into a ball.

Preston screamed when I grabbed him by the arm and I felt my arm become really warm when he screamed. His eyes glowed red but then went back to normal as soon as they came.

"Preston...." I sighed out close to tears.

He looked at me and immediately started squirming out of my grasp but I was holding him to tightly for him to run.

I didn't like my father anyways but....It was still absolutely not ok for him to kill my father. I have nobody left now.....And it's because of Preston.

Stupid PRESTON!!! I kicked the ground causing him to scream again as he dangled being held by only my wrist.

I saw a little lava tear fall off his face and immediately cooled down. I brought him closer to my chest but he just kept squirming.

"Preston, Preston! It's alright....It's ok...You didn't mean to..." I cooed

I looked at Preston and his eyes were glowing golden, he was speaking a prophecy......HE NEVER TOLD ME!?!?!

'The lovers who started it all, will be there when the war rises and falls. The mob and the human are the key to the gates. To opening the Nether, sealing their fates.

If both mob and human fail, the lava mob will remain, under a spell. The men of the two lovers will tell, if their dear ones are dead, and to no avail.

The humans screams will echo through the night, and the lava mob will cause. The blood shedded sight. Once dawn breaks the war will commence. And start the journey, of the horrific fight...'

Preston shook his head and looked at me crying, he jumped into my arms and held onto my chest even tighter than before.

The gold slowly faded from his eyes and he screeched holding his head. I patted his back as he cried whispering sweet nothing to him.

Poor Preston.....

It seemed like the screech was endless. It echoed of the mountains near my house and bounced back to us even louder than his normal volume.

He curled into a ball and