Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-25606723-20141124231720/@comment-67.22.249.68-20141125164046

Part two! Prepare for another long post.

"A silent war? That does not compute. You cannot have a silent war." Eureka said.

"For men of shadow, it is not hard. There is no open combat between us and them. Instead, we spy, we sneak, we gather information, and we experiment. Trying to build up a large enough army, get enough equipment, and powerful enough soldiers, to invade the End and defeat the dragon. But we couldn't do it by ourselves. I might have been able to slay it, maybe. But my circle of mages had a vision. I was not to be the one to destroy the Dragon. The Dragon's destroyer would be a metal man, constructed by the natives of Minecraftia. A metal man who, over time, would become one of us."

"So... you want me to come with you and destroy the Dragon?"

"Yes. And then we Enderman will be free. Free to be as we once were. Peaceful, knowledgeable, powerful, and our hearts belonging to the great build."

"I'm sorry... I cannot."

"And why is that?"

"Because it's against my base programming. I cannot abandon my people, the Testificates."

"Your people are the Endermen! The mages have foreseen it! This is your destiny!"

"I'm sorry, but I cannot override my programming."

The Endperor rolled his eyes. "Fine, I'll do it." He reached out and touched Eureka's head. Suddenly, his dark magic was coursing through every pathway in his neural network. It shattered all preconceived emotions, notions, restrictions and programmings. He was truly his own person now.

"What do I do?" Eureka asked, determination now in his voice.

"That's one of the reasons I brought you here. You need to build a mechanical servant of your own. Someone who can watch your back while you slay the dragon. My army will be there, but some loyalist Endermen will no doubt try to kill you. And since you must focus on the dragon, it would be nice to have someone to watch your back. Now, however, I must go. I will have an envoy pick you up in the forest just outside of the gate in three days. Be there."

So, Eureka got two work. He began constructing what he believed would be an excellent servant. He forged a previously unseen design, alloyed his own metal, and designed a new neural net. And when it was all done, he stood before his creation. He called the model a "Dalek."

The Dalek powered on. "GREETINGS." It said in a loud, monotonous, very mechanical voice. "I AM YOUR SOLDIER."

"Amazing! I've done it! I think I'll call you... Troy! Troy the Dalek! Troy, run a systems check."

"RUNNING SYSTEM CHECK NOW." Eureka watched in wonder as his new Dalek began to hover, manipulate things with it's multi-purpose arm, run through it's self destruct protocol, and fire beams of light and death out it's gun arm. It was to be intelligent, loyal, powerful, and, above all, his best friend. And so it was, on the third day, that Eureka and Troy walked out of the gates to the Red City, not to return again for a long while.

He had only come a few steps before he was face-to-face with a monstrous Enderman, much bulkier, even taller, with massive horns and huge teeth. It said nothing, it simply picked him up and teleported away.

He ended up facing a massive purple-and-black fortress, covered in snow. He knew this must be the capital fortress. He was led through the gates and all the way up to the citadel on top. On his way, he saw many interesting creatures. there were Endermen his size, with many different eye colors and auras. There were endermen wearing black armor, with horned masks. Some of them held large, ornate black swords, and some of them held bows, with quivers strapped to their backs. There were even more of the creatures that had grabbed him from the forests. He saw a particularly strange creature, an Enderman that seemed to be of the standard three-block height, but it floated above the ground rather than walking. It wore a cape, and held a golden staff with a glittering eye at the end. He saw very few of those.

and, finally, when he got to the citadel, the gates were guarded by two monstrous beasts. they were eighteen feet tall, twelve feet wide, with arms bulky enough to pick him up and throw him like a ragdoll. And, perhaps most frightening of all, two massive horned heads. Looking closely, he saw that the armor the Endermen wore was made from the hide of this creature.

He walked into the throne room, and the Endperor was sitting, waiting for him. Next to him, on a stand, was what appeared to be an Enderman suit. It would cover his entire body with the black hide of one of those Titans he saw outside, adorned with the horns of a golem, the creature that had led him here. There was even the glowing eyes of an Enderman. The only thing exposed would be his hands.

"Like it? This is for you. It's made from the hide of a titan, the monstrous two-headed beast that you saw. The horns are the horns of a golem. Both of them are creatures that I and my mage circle genetically engineered to be excellent soldiers. This armor is enchanted too. It will give you the speed, defense, teleportation and even night vision of the Enderman. This will be useful for the battle. Furthermore, take this." the Endperor displayed an enormous, ornate sword. "A nightfall blade. The weapon of my people. Don the armor, and take the sword, we leave at once."

To be continued...