(Prologue)
A man sat at his desk working on his potions. His soulless eye glowed white though his messy brown hair. His blue shirt and purple pants were torn and blooded stain. His head rested on his hand as he thought of what to do. The door open behind him and a young girl entered. Like the man her eyes were soulless and glowed white and she also had brown hair but it was neater. Her shirt was also blue and her skirt was also purple but they weren't torn or tattered. She also wore large, gray, furry boot (uges). She walked up to the man at the desk and asked. "So what are we going to do to our next victim father?" The father looked at her "I don't know my dear there are so many choices it is hard to choose just one." He answered sweetly as he panted her head. She wandered the room which had shelves abound shelves of potions. Her eyes fixed on two bottles sitting next to each other. One was red and look like lava and had a faint glow. The other was pure with like her eyes; it glowed brightly nearly draining the glow of the other. She smirked as picked them up; she walked back over to her father at the desk. "How about these, daddy?" She said devilishly. He looked at the two potions in the daughters hands and smirked. "These are perfected darling."
Two guys walked down a gravel path. One was tall; he had sun glasses that covered his blue eyes. He wore a blue t-shirt and a black jacket. His pants and his shoes were also black. His hair and beard were a dark brown. The other guy was a little bit shorter. His goatee was red and he wore a blue bandana that covered his hair. His eyes were also blue. His bluish green shirt was torn and tattered; his gray capris were not torn though. "Hey Ian," the shorter guy asked the taller one "do you know where were going." Ian looked at him. "You're the one who wanted who go out so no I don't know where were going Lancey." Ian scowled. Lancey laughed. "I know where were going...." Lancey was cut off by insane laughing. The man appeared in front of them and grabbed their shirts. "With me" He finish Lancey's sentence. They disappeared from where they were standing.
They appeared in a netherbrick room. Zombie-pigmen grabbed Ian's and Lancey's arms. "Oh my gosh Ian, it's Herobrine!" Lancey shouted. Herobrine smiled evilly. "Take them to their rooms." Herobrine's voice boomed. Ian and Lancey we're pulled into two different hall way. Lancey screamed as Ian tried to get out of the rotting pigs' arms. They shoved him in a room not that far down the hall way. Ian grunted as his back hit the wall. He ran towards them fist ready to hit them. His face met the door. He held his head in pain. His looked up at the door. He grabs the handle to open it. It was locked. "Of course it's locked, they don't leave doors open for prisoners." Ian mumbled to himself. He kicked the door to try to knock it down only to be blown backwards. He moaned in pain as his back met the wall again. Trapped Ian sat in the corner wait for what to happen to him and hoped for the best for Lancey.
Sometime past, Ian didn't move from the corner he sat in. The wooden door opened. Herobrine walked in the room and the door closed behind him. He laughed as he flicked the shot in his hand that held a red liquid that looked like lava. "So may I ask who you are sir?" He said with a devious smile. Ian looked at him. Hatred burned in his eyes. "Ssundee" He answered. "Well Ssundee, let's have some fun." He hissed. Herobrine grabbed Ian's arm and injected the shot. Pain insanely burned though his body. He bit his lip trying to resist the urge to scream. He tasted blood shortly after. His canines became fangs. He grunted in pain still trying not to give Herobrine the reaction he wants. His head began to burn. He grabbed it as he felt things rise out of his skull. That pain ended and was almost instantly replaced by pain on his back. The pain was so great he couldn't hold back his scream in pain. The shifting of bones and ripping of skin and fabric hurt Ian more than any of the pains he felt before. The sound of leather rumbled then stopped and a thud hit the ground. The pain stopped, Ian landed on his hands and knees panting, and his eyes were shut tight. "Magnificent" Herobrine breathed. He walked up to Ian and took his sun glasses. Black aura appeared around his hand and he made a mirror appear. "I doubt anticipation is any fun see what you are know." He hissed in Ian's ear. Ian slowly open his eyes and gasped. In the mirror knelt a monster. Red horns rested on the top of his head. His once blue eyes were now red and glowed faintly. His new wings were draconic and had black feathers along the top of them. His new tail was red with a cluster of black feathers on the end. "What have you done to me?!" Ian exclaimed. Standing to face Herobrine. Herobrine only smiled. "I made you better Ssundee." He paused. "Or should I say Demonic Ssundee." He laughed. Herobrine snapped his fingers and a black jacket; red t-shirt and black pants appeared. All had sleeves for his new wings and tail. "Put this one they'll be more comfortable than the ones you have one now." Herobrine smirked then left the room. Ian slipped on the cloth and growled. He wondered how long he was going to be here and how Lancey was doing. He picked up his sunglasses, put them on, then looked into the mirror Herobrine head left. He growled, this will take a while to get adjusted to.
