Sean Wolfe - The Complete Elementia Chronicles - Quest for Justice; The New Order; The Dusk of Hope; Herobrine’s Message

He was also amazed and in shock as he stared at Kat, who was still glowing red from the molten lava. But now, as Stan took a closer look, he could see that the glow wasn’t coming from the residual heat of the lava. Kat seemed to have a red aura surrounding her body. She was sitting on the ground next to Charlie, panting, but other than being winded, she looked completely unharmed.

“So tell me, Kat,” panted Stan, talking for the first time since entering the Nether. “How exactly did you manage to survive swimming in lava?”

Kat looked up at him. She lifted up an empty bottle. “Potion of Fire Resistance,” she huffed, tossing the bottle to the side. “And a healing potion to get rid of the damage from the burns.” She tossed a second bottle to the side. It shattered next to the first one on the red-and-black speckled rocks. The sight of these odd blocks prompted Stan to look around the area.

Beyond the eleven remaining black obsidian blocks of the broken portal, Stan could see the walls of a cave, which they had spawned inside of. The entire cave was made of the black-and-red speckled rocks. Stan guessed that this was a fairly widespread block in the new dimension. The cave was wide open, and he could see that one end was illuminated. The air was arid and very warm. Stan imagined that water was nonexistent here.

Charlie glanced at the broken portal. The obsidian block that they had had to punch out had cracked into three pieces. There was no way to repair the portal with the remaining chunks of the black rock. “We’re gonna have to find some new obsidian if we’re going to fix the portal,” he said with a sigh, chucking the useless obsidian chunks to the side. “Well, let’s not even try to fix it just yet. Whoever that was who just attacked us, I bet that they’re with the King,” said Stan. “And I’ll bet that it’s just a matter of time before they make their way into this dimension and hunt us down. We’ve got to find these Blaze Rods as quick as we can, and even when we do figure out how to fix the portal, we shouldn’t do it until the last possible minute so they can’t follow us.”

Kat and Charlie nodded, and Stan suggested that they make their way out of the cave. They picked up their items and left the broken portal behind them. They walked to the mouth of the cave, and three jaws simultaneously dropped at what they saw.

The entire world seemed to be a colossal cave, made almost entirely of the red-and-black speckled rocks. Flooding the bottom of the cave was a sea of lava that made the one they had just left in the Overworld seem miniscule. A few small, dark red islands dotted the face of the lava. Hanging from the ceiling, which ranged greatly in height, were stalactites made of a glowing type of crystal as well as several giant lava falls that flowed viscously from holes in the ceiling and into the molten basin. It was beautiful in a fiery way, but it was also terrifying. All three players were simultaneously imagining the unknown perils of exploring the scorching land.

The players’ first view of the Nether was soon obscured, however. After about ten seconds of surveying the landscape, a giant white form rose in front of them. Stan stepped back in awe. The giant creature appeared to be a white, levitating jellyfish. Its body was a cube, and there was a mess of tentacles hanging from underneath it. Its eyes were shut, as was its mouth. Stan was amazed. It was by far the largest mob he had ever seen in Minecraft.

Suddenly, the monster’s eyes and mouth opened, and it gave out a scream. It was a high-pitched, baby-like screech, even shriller than that of the Enderman, which seemed odd in contrast to the blazing fireball that came shooting from its mouth.

“Get down!” Kat screamed, dropping to the ground.

Not needing to be told twice, Charlie and Stan followed suit. Stan’s eyes followed the path of the fireball until it hit the back wall of the cave, at which point it exploded. This explosion was different than a TNT or Creeper explosion. The blast of a Creeper was stronger than this blast, although it emitted a shockwave of heat that scorched Stan’s eyebrows from a distance. The remaining blocks that weren’t destroyed were set alight and began to burn brightly.

Another fireball came flying, and the players rolled to the side just in time to avoid impact, while the section of the ground they had been standing on was blown apart. Stan looked at the hole that had been blasted in the ground and saw that they had been standing on a ledge. One wrong step and they would fall down into the lava sea below.

Stan whipped out his bow and arrows and tried to snipe the next fireball out of the air. He missed. The arrow instead hit the flying monster in the forehead. Its eyes flew open, and the monster gave an animal bellow of pain. The mob levitated upwards and spit three more fireballs that hit the roof of the cave. The entire top of the cave exploded, leaving the three players exposed to an absolute rain of fireballs from the evil mob.

“We’ve got to split up!” cried Charlie as he tumbled sideways to dodge another fireball. “It can’t shoot at all of us at once!”

“But there’s nowhere to split up to!” yelled Kat desperately, and she was right. They were backed up to a cliff, and the ledge had been completely blown apart by fireballs except for the part where the three players were standing. The giant jellyfish opened its mouth, and the fireball that was sure to drop them all into the burning sea below flew out, right on a collision course with the players. Stan held his shovel in front of his face and prepared himself for an explosive death.

Right before the fireball could make contact, a form burst out of the wall behind Stan and flew in front of him. It was a player dressed in a scarlet jumpsuit with olive skin and black hair. He held a diamond sword in his hand, which he hastily swung in front of him in midair, hitting the fireball, and then he landed on the cliff below him. The projectile changed trajectory and headed on a return course to the monster that had shot it. The fireball exploded in the mob’s face, and it tumbled backwards a few feet, screaming.

“Get behind me!” yelled the player, as the monster recovered and blasted another fireball their way. Stan, Kat, and Charlie obliged and watched, amazed, as the player deflected another fireball, this time missing the monster and sending the fireball deep into the cave. Another player burst through the hole in the wall.

This player was dressed the same as the player with the sword, but he had red hair and pale skin, and he held a fishing rod in his hand. Stan watched in astonishment as the player threw the rod back and cast it, the bobber flying towards the jellyfish. The hook entered the monster’s head, and it cried out in pain again. It tried to fly away, but the redheaded player expertly maneuvered the line, dragging the mob back down. All the while the monster was still shooting fireballs, and the swordsman kept deflecting them.

“Nice cast, Bill!” yelled the swordsman as he parried another fireball to the side.

“Thanks, Ben!” the redhead cried in response as he repeatedly changed the power of the cast to keep the monster from flying out of range. “The Ghast is in optimal position! We’re ready, Bob!”

At this, yet another jumpsuit-clad player burst out of the wall, this one pale and blond. He held a glowing bow in his hand, and he fired an arrow at the monster in midair. He landed on the ground and looked back at Stan, Kat, and Charlie.

“If any of you three are archers, now’s the time! Aim for the eyes!” said the blond archer, Bob, with a manic grin on his face. Stan was a little unnerved by the grin at first glance, but he then noticed the same expression on the face of the fishing rod player, Bill, and the swordsman, Ben. They weren’t just fighting off this mob, which he had heard one of them call a Ghast – they were loving it!