Eleanor: Oh boy! This one's gonna be fun!
Zombiod: You no know!
Eleanor: Oh, but I do.
Mars: Must we argue and keep the reader waiting?
Eleanor: Right! Right. Let's get started.
The journey had to be completed by night.
Spinster and the spiders had formed a base high in the hills, out of human sight. I remember where the base was when I had been there a few months earlier. Spinster is as good at espionage as Zombiod, in some cases. Apparently, his fort is a formidable defence that no foe can cross through (He learned his hill-fort-build-en-hold skills from Mars, so you can guess how greatly hidden it is, since Mars has had 25 extra years of experience in this, but has never actually built a fort.).
He's a spider, and as such can climb walls with incredible dexterity. Unlike most others of his kin, he can also climb down walls, and on ceilings. He even has a special poison unique to him alone. His poison is the worst ever, because it targets the neurons of his foe. When he bits, the poison causes the victim to freeze in place, and blinds them in all their senses. No one knows how he got it, but he always says that he made it and merged it into his fangs. He has experience in thievery, silent assassination, speaking any language, and, most importantly, being a great comedian.
The walk to Spinster would be a long one, as his area isn't as close to us as the zombie village. It would be a five-day and night trek underground to reach him, and a lot can happen in five days and nights. Walking above ground would be treacherous for our health, especially if one prefers not to die. I certainly like myself.
We enter a giant ravine, because that's the only way into the under-home.
"Everyone in ravine.", said Zombiod. "Will soon be ready, Eleanor. Everyone nervous, however. Not sure if they should go. Mob outlaws underground. Known for murdering other mobs out of spite. Would think of capturing you and doing outlawish things to you, Eleanor. Me kill for you, though!".
"Well I can assure you, Zombiod.", I said. "We walk the path of dark to get to the path of light, because the path of light has gotten darker. If the humans had not blocked all the roads out with the men-who-breathe-fire, catapults and cannons, traveling on the surface would be easier. We can make up for the disabilities of mobs, though, like how the undead burn under the sun or how Endermen are weak to water, by giving them helmets and suits. The humans want to make sure that the areas they capture are "Sanitized" (Emphasis on that, because by Notch, we aren't a Virus to be exterminated.). I don't want to see another massacre like the fourth war. I do however want to see success, and the heads of those humans on the ends of poles. Besides, I'm more than a match for any outlaw.". Yes, I mean that. The little sh$ts have my mother!
"Men-who-breathe-fire, catapults, cannons, oh my. " said Bones.
We then entered these cavernous ravines: these areas are huge, extensive holes in the world. Navigating them required either a guide, whom we didn't have, or someone who has a natural sense of direction. That would happen to be me in this case. Hierarchical positioning is now as important as poisonous potatoes. Everyone needed to contribute in a situation like this.
As we traversed the huge caverns, we frequently stopped to rest, eat, drink, sleep and mine ores. All of the ores would be needed in their own way. Coal to smelt iron and gold ore and fashion torches. Iron to arm the zombies with swords and battle shovels. Redstone for later contraptions. Gold for, well Zombiod, and luxury. Diamonds for the elite to wear and wield as armour and weapons. Emeralds to trade with zombie villagers (and one day normal ones). Lapis Lazuli was the only one we never gave a second glance. Zombiod, however, mined it anyways, seeing as how we never know what smudging white wool blue would come in handy.
All is well, including my hygiene. I love to stay clean, and as such, I become irritated went my expensive dress gets dirty. It's almost become a part of me; a second layer of skin. It's hard to keep it clean, especially when I get a grass stain on it (I personally don't like grass, and it never showed any love to me).
In our travel, we come across an abandoned mineshaft. Ha! These humans left their own creations to rot in the under home.
We loot all the chests around the area we could find: some have iron tools and armour, others gold ingots, Redstone dust, and even diamonds. I don't blame them though, as even occupied mineshafts very quickly become the home of cave spider nests. I mean, I have no problem with cave spiders, because they're so cute. They are smaller, blue and more dangerous versions of normal spiders. Their poisonous bites don't paralyze you, but instead sap your strength, making you susceptible to being killed by anything else.
Suddenly, the calm was broken.
"Outlaws!" shouted Bones.
There are two hundred of them. Some are zombies, but most outlaws are spiders. Skeleton outlaws are rare, but there are still about fifteen in the group. A battle broke out between our forces and theirs. Arrows are flying from both sides, though most of ours belong to Bones, and his arrows never miss their target.
However, we are all in for a surprise. Something even I, through my young arrogance, could not have foreseen.
Suddenly, as we passed the mineshaft, there is a loud rumble, and then a loud, bestial roar. It is deep and feels like it's resonating through the rocks themselves. Then, a huge zombie, at least 30 blocks tall, broke through one of the walls of the ravine. It grabbed the nearest mob, rag dolled it, then flung it at the wall.
"What the f!$&!" I said. Seriously, you'd have said that too, right? Especially if a gigantic zombie broke through a wall out of nowhere next to you.
I spat a fireball at it in panic. I hit it directly in the head, and the creature didn't even flinch. Instead, it turned to me confused, and then gave me an animalistic growl.
"Umm..." said Mars, "I think we should run!"
We all take his advice, and bolt. The Giant begins to chase us, it's massive footsteps like earthquakes. This is only one of fifteen moments in my life where I'm a little scared.
"What in the Nether is that thing, Mars?!" I said.
"A Giant Zombie." said Mars, "Can't you tell that it looks like one? Those things have been living at the very lowest lay of Minecraftia waiting to return. They're one of Notch's experiments. I thought them to be extinct, but that's apparently false!"
The lumbering behemoth followed us all the way to where the ravine ended. It is briefly stopped by a 15 block thick wall, but that gives way after it shoves it a few times.
"Light, Eleanor, Light!", Bones shouts.
"Oh pigmen-stocks, thank Notch! We can escape?!" I said.
"Zombiod hope so." said Zombiod. "Me thinks the Giant follow us. It no burn. Sun like it, unlike normal zombies."
We're done down here. Time to head to the surface. I like caves, because you can sometimes find the occasional lava lake, but we need to focus on the job. Besides, we have a Giant chasing us. My bath can wait until another day.
Uh oh. There is no way that the Giant isn't going to follow us up.
"I guess I have to turn around and fight this thing. Ah whatever." I said in a forlorn tone.
But just as the Giant approachs me, something explodes next to me, and a huge boulder falls between me and the huge brute. It roars in anger, and furiously tries to smash the boulder, but some unknown force is preventing it from making a dent.
My heart skips a beat, and I give out a huge sigh. No, I mean a huge sigh, like I almost lost my breath type sigh.
"Holy Sh$t! That was to close for my comfort!" I yell out in fright.
"How you do that?" asked Zombiod.
I shrug. "I didn't do it. Someone else did. I didn't even touch that boulder!"
The Giant gives out a bellow, and I hear a smash. The boulder is still holding, but the ceiling is caving in on us. And oh Notch, I just realize that that is no understatement! The whole ceiling is gonna come crashing down on our heads unless we move!
We get out in time. Damn Ghast tentacles! My hat falls off my head and my dress is now dirty! Ahhh man! I can feel my hair! It's hard to keep smooth because it's made of pure silver! It lets me deflect arrows and those boom shots from the human boom sticks, but it's a pain in the ass to keep clean and curled.
I get up and brush the dust off my gown and corset, then I take out my personal hair brush, and brush my hair.
After we all got up and Zombiod began to put Bones together, that's when Mars speaks to me.
"I have never seen you without your hat on, you know. You look so strange without it."
"What? Really? You haven't? I'm surprised, considering all the times I remove my hat to brush and sanitize my hair." I said.
"I'd like to feel your hair, if you don't mind, Mrs. Chandra." asked Mars.
By Notch, only my mother is called Mrs. Chandra. Oh he's such a dream, like in the papers, a war hero and a gentle-enderman. I let him run his black, finger-less hand through my metallic, jingling hair. Just than a subtle tingle went through me. I have no idea what it means. It is then that our eyes met, and I feel his soul, as he's looking into mine. His stare. I wonder why humans always shiver or have a heart attack whenever they look at an Enderman. Oh, the wonder! He-he's just so dreamy. I wonder what he'll say?
"Your hair feels like a metallic broom, madam." he said.
Ooh, there's that tingle again. He's so...Bah! Snap out of it Eleanor! You've got to think properly. There are more important things to consider. We all came up into a big open area. We look into the distance and see a large structure with a crystal floating above its top. Then I see something that immediately made the trip even more worthwhile: Spinster, alive! He has been able to survive all this time!
Eleanor: Ooh! Ooh.
Mars: Are you...
Me: Shut! The reader mustn't know. Let her rest. That was obviously eventful for her.
Eleanor: Ooh. Aah!
Zombiod: Me think she do thing with herself.
Bones: Zombiod, that's just cruel to even think about.
Mars: (Voomp! *Teleports himself and Eleanor out of the room*)
Me: Well, we'll have to wait. In the meantime, try guessing as to what that meant. All of it. The Giant, the Mineshaft, the boulder, Eleanor's first...yea.