Delta 6 (The Pack)

Chapter 46

Warnings: Violence, blood

     ~3rd P.O.V.~

It's quiet. Even for the End. As the Pack stumble drizzly out of the crumbling structure that was once a small fortress of obsidian and stone, they glance around in wary awe. The creepy ambient noises said to typically fill the void of the end are non existent, not a single enderman walks the cool pale surface of endstone, and the towers, buildings, and defences built by adventures past are now all reduced to rubble. The work of Void, no doubt. Or Herobrine. Shimmering end crystals levitate high above on obsidian pillars; deadly explosives ready to set off at a touch. In the centre of the island lies an empty bedrock frame. There isn't a living soul in sight. Just endless stretches of star filled void. The Pack creep forward, eyes scanning left and right as they advance. Clad in full suits of enchanted diamond armour, courtesy of Rob, and armed to the teeth with powers and weapons alike, they're ready to attack at a moments notice.

They emerge from the ruined fortress, built near the very edge of the main island. Mitch, the temporarily appointed leader of the Pack, signals for them to fan out. Just then there's the quietest whoosh of wind, so utterly silent that none of them notice. None of them notice... except Jerome. His sensitive bacca ears perk up and he turns on a dime, snarling out a warning as he hurls his diamond axe end over end...

only to be caught in the scaly black hand of Void.

Silky white hair whipping around like a blizzard, she twirls around in the air and sends Jerome's axe flying back. Jerome dives out of the way as the axe goes slamming into the endstone, sticking fast. As Jerome ungracefully rolls across the ground, Void lurches forward, vibrant purple acid dripping from her mouth as she blows out a hurricane of searing purple flame. In a flash Rob sends the ground in front of them exploding upwards, the purple fire blasting against the endstone. Mitch, standing near the edge of the wall, is licked by the purple flame and gasps in pain as the fire sweeps through the cracks in his armour and singes his neck and chest.

"GO!" Lachlan roars, shooting up as his limbs stretch and reaching to grapple the dragon hybrid.

      Mitch shoots off into the air, his wings a shining beacon as he draws his bow, nocks an arrow, and starts swooping and shooting at the ender crystals. Explosions rip through the silence and Vikk jumps back, trying to reach out with his mind and sense if there's even a single enderman nearby.

     Nothing.

      Huffing in frustration, Vikk swiftly morphs into a bat, flying over Void just as she breaks free of Lachlan's grasp. She hisses in fury, powerful blacks wings beating as she lashes out with her claws... only to have a cow land directly on her head. Void growls in pain as a sharp hoof cuts a deep gash into her pale face, digging her claws into Vikks flank and flinging him headfirst towards the ground. A faint beam of energy explodes from a nearby ender crystal, and the wound instantly heals. Jerome steps back, watching as Vikk morphs into a parrot in mid-air, his keen eyes assessing his opponent.

      Two purple horns curve up from a head of long silver-white hair. A torn mouth splits her pale face, her purple irises tiny and wild. Two massive white-boned wings with black membrane pump as she soars higher into the sky, well out of even Lachlan's full reach. Dark purple scales crawl halfway up her arms and a purple ball of flame shoots from her clawed hand as she intercepts a ball of Rob's magic. A thick spiked black tail swished from between two scales legs, the underside lined with large white plates. As always, a key dangles precariously from her neck from a gold chain, fashioned of endstone with a bright purple amethyst  in the centre.

     Jerome roars an earsplitting challenge, brandishing his axe. Void turns her face on him, well aware of his super-strength and not keen to verse him one-on-one so low to the ground. She hurls a half-hearted ball of condensed flame in his direction, which Jerome deflects like a paper ball into a nearby obsidian pillar. Soaring high above the range of everyone but Rob's attacks, which she dodges almost every time, the Pack scramble helplessly as she bombards them with flame, dips down for a melee attack, and then floats right back out range.