General POV


"Come on, guys. We have to have the element of surprise," Adam says. The other angels nod, and the seven of them sneak into Herobrine's castle through one of the tiny windows.

As they enter, the smell of sulphur hits them. Ian covers his nose.

"Gosh, it stinks in here."

"It's sulphur. You're going to have to deal with it," Quintana mutters in response.

"Let's just get this done,"Jason whispers.

"Okay, Quin, you should probably stay behind in case anyone gets hurt," Adam suggests. The mudkip scoffs.

"Yeah, like I'm just going to back out of a fight and let you guys handle it. If one of you gets hurt, I'll heal you. In the meantime, I'll fight with you. Just because I'm a female healer doesn't mean I can't fight."

"Alright, alright, let's go," Adam replies. Quintana grins triumphantly.

"On three. One, two, three!" Mitch says.

The seven angels drop down into Herobrine's throne room, weapons unsheathed. The Dark Lord sits in his throne, chuckling. Camryn stands beside him, gargling in her Enderman way.

"Aww, seven little angels that have come to get me," he mocks.

Adam charges at him, but Herobrine flicks him away with magic.

"You're going to need to do better than that. Now, where are my demons?"

"Who knows? Maybe they're tired of being abused and they let us come here!" Mitch yells.

Herobrine's white eyes narrow.

"Let you come here? I always knew they were weak..."

"They aren't weak, they're scared!" Mitch yells.

"Mitch, stop!" Jerome warns. The angel in plaid flies at Herobrine, but the Dark Lord just bats him out of the air.

Quintana tries to charge up and blast Herobrine, but her glow almost seems to be fading.

"Guys..." she begins.

"I'm done with this petty confrontation. You cannot blast me away because the darkness in this castle overpowers the light. Now, I'm going to smash you to bits," Herobrine snarls, getting up from his throne. He unsheathes a massive sword and stabs at Ian, who barely manages to dodge. He stomps, kicks, and stabs at the angels, catching Jason's arm with his sword tip. Blood gushes from the wound, and Quintana soars over to him. Before she can reach Jason, Herobrine kicks her out of the air. She lands on the ground, unconscious.

"Quintana!" Jerome yells. The bacca flies up at Herobrine and their swords clash. While this is happening,Ty flies up behind the Dark Lord and stabs him in the back. His eyes glow brighter with the sudden pain, only to dim again. Herobrine laughs and heals the wound.

"That's not going to work, Ty," he laughs. He flings both Ty and Jerome at the ground. The bacca lands at Mitch's feet and the Ender lands at Adam's.

"Fall back!" Adam shouts. Ian picks up Quintana and Mitch helps Jerome up. They all fly from the castle, Jason still trying to stop the bleeding in his arm.

"That went so badly," Adam mutters angrily.

"Let's not focus on that for now," Ian says. "Our family is hurt."

Adam looks at his unconscious sister in his brother's arms and sighs.

"You're right."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"What happened?" Khali mumbles as she slowly wakes up. Ann is sitting a little ways away, whittling a piece of wood with her knife.

"I knocked you guys out," she replies. "The angels and the villagers are gone."

"Why didn't you stop them, Ann?"

The blonde demon looks over at Khali, her pale blue eyes colder than ice.

"I didn't want to stop them."

Ann looks up at the sky, which is getting progressively darker. More and more stars appear as the moon continues its hike into the dark sky.

"Ann, seriously. At some point, something changed. What was it that changed you?" Khali asks, her voice softer than before.

Ann hesitates, looking to her sister, then to the wood in her hands.

"An angel. He visited me often when I was in their dungeons. He seemed to genuinely care. It was like... nothing I had ever felt before."

"He didn't hurt you?"

"He was cocky at first, but he never hurt me. It was like he didn't know how. One of the angels even gave us books."

Khali nods, looking at the ground and biting her lip.

"What if Herobrine isn't dead? He's going to kill you."

"I know. I don't know what I'm going to do. I'll just have to face his wrath then," Ann says.