The Herobrine Quest

Chapter 63. Willpower

Sorry about the cliffhanger (not.) So, here you go!

But it was not her father that cried out.

Confusion filled her mind, and she opened her eyes, only to find that her father was unharmed...but the same wasn't to be said for Wolf, who had launched herself between her father and the Ender Dragon.

Anything Toxic looked at was illuminated in venom green light, and darkness crept into the edges of her vision. She fought them off, determined not to lose herself again.

Last time that had happened, she had almost killed Blaze.

Wolf was immune to fire, which helped a little bit. But this was not just fire. It was flame mixed with powerful Ender Energy, which made it all the more deadly.

It had hit her shoulder, burning the rightmost part of her jacket clean off. Thankfully, her undershirt had survived the blow, but was riddled with scorch marks and burned areas.

From her shoulder to her elbow, Wolf's arm looked cringe-inducingly bad. Her skin was red and blistering, the edges of the burn charred ever so slightly from the intense heat.

Small drops of blood seeped through her skin, turning some of the burn even redder. It was a terrible sight to behold, even for a skilled healer. But Toxic figured that she should be lucky Wolf was not dead.

Her stubborn spirit began fighting with all it's might against the soul's oath, struggling to sever the chain and run to Wolf's aid. She looked to her father, who was staring at Wolf, eyes wide.

Horror was all she could make out as he, too, realized a friend of hers had risked her life to save his. No matter how hard she tried to force herself to act against it, the soul's oath prevailed still.

She growled in frustration. At the oath she had taken, at the Ender Dragon, at Wolf's situation, at the world itself. She hated the world, and everything in it. She hated the circumstances she faced.

She hated herself for allowing them to happen.

No. This isn't the answer, she told herself. She grinned faintly. Revenge is the answer. Slowly, pooling all her energy and power of will, she stepped forward, toxic green flames igniting in her palms.

The Ender Dragon turned to her, amusement in his eyes. "Stand down now, Toxic." He said casually. Immediately, she felt a pulling in her mind, trying to force her to stop walking.

But she didn't stop. The flames in her palms grew higher and higher.

The Ender Dragon moved back a pace, warily now. "Toxic. You will stop this nonsense and return to your post." He snarled. For a moment, Toxic's spirit slipped, and she stopped walking.

But after regaining control, she began moving forward again, her eyes dancing with promise of vengeance that would soon be hers. She sensed other powers helping her own.

She was not alone in this battle against the soul's oath. She was surprised to find the powers of Blaze, Scarlett, Ranger, and Wolf helping hers. Even after all she had done...

Her focus turned back to the Ender Dragon, who was gaping at her in a display of absolute and utter shock. "How-you can't...how did you...?" He stammered.

Nobody, nobody, not a single person in the history of Minecraftia, had ever been able to deny a soul's oath. Toxic smirked and said quietly "You deserve everything that's coming to you."

And she set the world on fire.