Poltergeist

==Author's Note==
This story is not real in any way, shape, or form.
==Prologue==
Hello. I am CreepboiDave. I used to play Minecraft a lot. Until…
Guess what? I still play it! :P
But, as I was saying, it once gave me a horribly scary encounter. Technically, it wasn’t the game itself, but a mod for it. The Ghost Chicken Mod, I believe it was called.
Scary is an understatement. It destroyed my life, and cast me into a wheelchair.
==Chapter 1: GOLD!?==
It began when I decided to dabble in mods. I had a YouTube channel back then, and a follower called Geistoron asked me to try out the Ghost Chicken Mod. It was cool, he said. It added lots of interesting things, he said. Never will I regret a decision as truly as I do that one.
I made a new world, with my friend Endonium. We did all the ordinary rigmarole: you know, build base, mine, kill mobs. One day I was mining down at about level 20, when -
‘GOOLLLLDDD!!!’
I also had WAILA installed - which tells you the name of whatever you’re looking at in a pop-up GUI at the top of the screen. You probably know of it if you play with mods.
As I mined up the rather small gold vein, I could have sworn WAILA told me it said ‘G0ld Ore’ rather than ‘Gold Ore’. I assumed it must have been a trick of the eye, poor fool that I was.
Later, I was smelting. It turned out I had been right. Not only was it called ‘G0ld Ore’, but it smelted into ‘G0ld Ingots’. I figured it must be an accident caused by the mod. So I crafted it into a ‘G0lden Apple’.
Later:
 <CreepboiDave> hey Endo, check this out! I’ve got a ‘G0lden Apple’!
 
 <Endonium> quite some glitch :P
 
 <CreepboiDave> sure is
I thought nothing of it - until much later.
In that time, we began to upgrade our base. Strangely, there didn’t seem to be anything new. On the contrary, things kept glitching and going wrong:
*I had almost finished building a 4x4 redstone vault door when I realised I couldn’t craft sticky pistons, making it nigh on impossible to finish;
*Half the time, when I mined Nether quartz it dropped sand instead;
*Mobs still spawned from a mob spawner, even when I covered it with torches;
*I killed an evoker, and no Totem of Undying appeared;
*I crafted my diamonds into diamond blocks, but then couldn’t craft them back, making them useless;
*I found a huge, chunk-sized hole in the terrain generation;
*When I gave an End portal 12 eyes of ender, it didn’t activate, because the End portal frame blocks were facing the wrong way.
And those were just some of the pranks that appeared, almost as if some strange poltergeist resided in the code.
Strangely, my chickens kept dying for no apparent reason - and I do NOT mean despawning! Literally, I saw them flash red, jump, and keel over. Maybe this is what gave the mod its name.
But none of that matters. All that matters is what happened much later, when we attempted to tackle an Ocean Monument.
==Chapter 2: The Ocean Monument==
We stocked up for ages on nautilus shells. I mean, you have to get 8 of them! Seriously! And they’re only obtained by drowned that spawn carrying them, or by fishing, or occasionally in chests. And then we had to go through the process to get a Heart of the Sea. You know, feed a dolphin cod, follow it to a shipwreck, loot it using Water Breathing potions and grab the explorer map out of the chest, follow the map to a beach somewhere, then level the entire beach down to sea level in search for another chest with a Heart of the Sea inside. All that we did; and we even got some blocks of prismarine out of the Ocean Monument, under guardian fire, in order to build the frame for the conduit. But on the day that we chose for crafting the conduit:
 <CreepboiDave> ok, you got all 8 shells and the heart of the sea?
 
 <Endonium> yup
 
 <Endonium> wth
 
 <CreepboiDave> oh no, what now?!
 
 <Endonium> i cant craft a conduit!!
 
 <CreepboiDave> WTH
I guess you probably saw that coming :(
Oh, well. So then we had to stock up enormously on Water Breathing, Night Vision, and Swiftness potions. Also enchantments like Respiration, Aqua Affinity, Riptide for quick transport, etc. We had to get fully-enchanted swords and Loyalty tridents.
So at last we could enter it. We were soon surrounded by hostile guardians. Like, hundreds of them, all firing. We had to keep dodging behind pillars, and the like. Smashing up some sponges and sea lanterns for future use (using over-enchanted pickaxes, because of Mining Fatigue), we slowly advanced towards the central chamber, with all the gold in.
So we entered that room and came face to face with… three elder guardians?!! I thought there was only one in the central chamber!
Plus, a sign, in a cavity that shielded it from the water. It read:
trolol
I knew it! There’s some kind of prankster somewhere around! How did that happen?
We had no choice. It was a horrendous fight, to the death. Two overpowered players versus three laser-wielding minibosses. And we won!
Almost.
We had beaten two of them, and were attacking the third one, dodging its super-accurate laser and ridiculous-looking spikes. I was low on health. Instinctively I reached for a healing potion.
I had none.
So I looked for an alternative. My eye fell upon the ‘G0lden Apple’, that I had made so long ago. Without thinking, I swallowed it.
Immediately the word ‘FOOL’ appeared in the centre of my screen.
Oh great, I thought. Fool’s gold. How did I not see it before. I must be a fool to have not seen it.
More words saying ‘FOOL’ appeared on all sides of my screen, at all different sizes and in all different colours. It completely blocked out my vision. I thought I was going to die. And I did - but not then, and not in the way I expected.
All the text was at once whisked away, and I with it. I was in another dimension.
 <Endonium> what happened, where are u
 
 <Endonium> AAACK WTF IS HAPPENING TO ME
 
 Endonium was killed by his own idiocy
==Chapter 3: Where I Ended Up==
I looked around.
I had been transported into a strange dimension. It was a cave world, like the Nether; but its blocks were those of the Overworld.
I looked closer, and realised that it wasn’t quite right. All the textures were upside down, with grass growing on the cave ceiling, and myself standing on bare stone. There were no visible light sources, yet it seemed to be bright everywhere, like the End. There was even water, and entities, but they all acted as if gravity was upwards. I then noticed that I was standing next to an upwards-falling stream of lava - in fact, I was half in it.
I backed off, placed a water bucket at my feet, and started to burn.
AACK! What’s going on here?! I thought, picking it back up hastily. Water burns? Lava doesn’t? This makes absolutely no sense!
A shadow passed over me. I looked up, and saw a ghast above me, with tentacles almost in my face. Quickly I drew my sword, ready to reflect any fireballs it might throw at me.
 <Servant #847> You are awaited in the Throne Room, o David.
Wait - the ghast was talking to me through the chat?! I suppose it wasn’t that hard to guess my first name - it’s in my username.
 <CreepboiDave> Awaited by who?
Nothing.
 <CreepboiDave> What’s going on? Where am I?
 
 <Servant #847> Thou art in the Ghastly Grotto.
 
 <Servant #847> Follow me.
I didn’t really have much choice. I tagged along behind the ghast, dodging streams of water and lava, hoping he was leading me to… maybe a way out?
But two things struck me as interesting:
The ghast appeared to be wearing a medieval peasants’ cap.
The ghast was vertically pointing the same way as me, whereas everything else was upside down.
As I pondered these, another much larger ghast joined us.
 <Servant #12> Who is this, #847?
 <Servant #847> This is the one called CreepboiDave, thy Highness 12th in line to the Throne.
What Throne? Probably that of the one who was awaiting me.
#847 left me, and #12 led me onward, towards a huge wall of bedrock. As I neared it, I noticed with surprise a pitch-black boss bar at the top of my screen. The name over it read:
{~#####~}
How wonderful, I thought. Another boss to fight.
I drew up right in front of the wall. There was no entrance or hole in the wall.
 <CreepboiDave> How do I go in?
 
 <Servant #12> That will be taken care of in due course.
I became aware of a nausea effect across my screen, like that of a Nether portal. It only lasted a few seconds. Then I was in.
==Chapter 4: The One On The Throne==
I was in a huge bedrock vault. A ridiculous multitude of ghasts of all sizes was darting every which way across the vault. And in the center reposed -
A ghast.
But not just any ghast. Light emanated from his very form, filling all the crevices of this grotto, even beyond the bedrock walls. On top of his form lay a huge, worn-looking jesters’ hat.
 <CreepboiDave> Who are you?
 
 <Polterghast> I am what I am.
Polterghast? Like Poltergeist! That explains everything, I thought. This must be the one that is causing all these pranks to happen.
But it didn’t. It didn’t explain everything.
 <Polterghast> I am glad to meet thee, o David Fontaine. This marks our first encounter face-to-face, as yet.
Seriously, WTF?!! I have never given anyone on Minecraft my full name!!
 <CreepboiDave> Why am I here? What are you doing?
 
 <Polterghast> Thou art here because thou hast used a corrupt mod, which should never have been touched. 
 Therefore, thou shalt die to make up for it, as thy friend has.
 
 <CreepboiDave> My friend is not dead, except in the game! I don’t understand any of this.
 
 <Polterghast> Of course you don’t. Thou art a weakling, with a skull filled with more fluff than a herd of sheep.
 
 <Polterghast> I am the Polterghast, the one responsible for all bugs and mischief in the game. 
 The developers think they have coded everything perfectly; but before release, 
 some of my ghastly minions slip in and tweak the code, so that something goes wrong. 
 And at last the idiot Geistoron found a way into my grotto, through a modification. 
 I am not pleased with him - no-one should know my influence. So when someone finds me, 
 they and all witnesses must die.
 
 <CreepboiDave> What about the mod? As long as it is there, people will find you.
 
 <Polterghast> Dost thou really think that I, with infinitely more brain capacity than thee, 
 did not think of that possibility?
 
 <Polterghast> It has been removed, under pretence of a strange glitch having occurred. 
 Thine was the last installation. And once thou art out of the way, 
 I will be completely beyond the public eye once more.
I immediately saw what I had to do. It was imperative that I gather evidence to prove his existence, and if possible, destroy or trap him. It was impossible to destroy him, for another ghast would replace him. No, I had to get evidence of this encounter, so that the humans could plan an attack on him.
So I took a few screenshots of it. Here they are, at the bottom of this page.
 <CreepboiDave> One more thing. You said my friend was dead. What do you mean?
 
 <Polterghast> Thou wilt know, when the time comes.
The phone downstairs in my house suddenly began to ring.
 <Polterghast> Hark! It comes!
==Chapter 5: This Is Serious==
Grumbling at being interrupted by a telephone call, I paused the game and rushed downstairs, eager to get this over quickly.
The number was that of Endonium’s parents.
‘Something very unfortunate has happened,’ said his father, in a broken voice.
My heart went cold. I really should have seen this coming.
‘You mean, he’s -’
I couldn’t bring myself to say it.
‘Yes.’
So this was what the Polterghast meant. Of course it was his fault. Whose else could it be?
‘There were some very strange circumstances,’ he continued. ‘We were alerted when a huge animal - it looked like a white octopus - flew out of his window and disappeared. I’ve no idea what it could have been.’
‘It was a ghast,’ I murmured.
‘And we found him burnt to death. Nothing else was burnt, though. Besides which, we found writing on the wall, in his own handwriting with his blood. It read, “POLTERGHAST”. It sounds almost like poltergeist, so I wonder -’
I hung up. I whipped back upstairs like lightning, ready to avenge him.
You may not have noticed this, but so far I had taken this mostly as a joke. When I met the Polterghast, I had understood that this had more far-reaching consequences. But now, now I understood that this was serious. This cruel ruler of a cave of ghasts had killed my friend, and threatened to kill me also. There was only one alternative: I had to kill him, and all of his minions, at once.
I logged back onto the game.
 <Polterghast> Why, hello again. It is so wonderful that thou shouldst come back and seek an audience with me.
Now, you must forgive me if I used bad language. I was furious with him.
 <CreepboiDave> HOW COULD YOU F***ING DO THIS TO ME YOU B****
 
 <Polterghast> Ooh, naughty boy! Keep your knickers on.
 
 <CreepboiDave> I CHALLENGE YOU TO A FIGHT TO THE DEATH
 
 <Polterghast> Very well.
We were teleported to a huge, plain bedrock room. A 1v1 arena.
I whipped out a diamond sword, the one I’d had in the Ocean Monument, and began to attack. But so many ghasts! It was as if he spawned them in constantly. I caught a few more screenshots.
I was eternally knocking them back, only for more to spawn. A never-ending battle. I couldn’t win, because I couldn’t hit the Polterghast due to all his ghastly bodyguard.
Until Endonium appeared.
==Chapter 6: Back From The Dead==
 Endonium has joined the game.
What? How does that work?
 <CreepboiDave> But - aren’t you dead?
 
 <Endonium> Yes. But even the dead can play here, and defeat evil.
 
 <Endonium> I will always be a ghost, until he is defeated. 
 And Herobrine is fated never to leave the ghost world.
Herobrine? He’s not real.
A ghast hit me with a fireball, knocking me back to the present. I carried on endlessly knocking back fireballs. But out of the corner, I saw Endonium’s ghost fly across and flip a lever, right behind the Polterghast. No-one noticed.
I carried on beating the ghasts, slowly but surely making headway.
 <Polterghast> Endonium, this is 1v1. Thou dost not belong here. Go back to where thou comest from.
 
 <Endonium> I will never leave you until you are in the ghost world also, or the land of the dead. 
 And it seems you are tricked.
 
 <Polterghast> What meanest thou by that?
I saw what he meant before the Polterghast did. There were no other ghasts left. Endonium’s ghost had permanently disabled the spawner!''
 <Polterghast> WHAT?! HOW?!
 
 <Polterghast> Well, I shall have to challenge you two alone.
And he did. Truly, this was horrendous. A heated, gruesome battle. We barraged the Polterghast with a torrent of sword-blows. Endonium’s ghost summoned iron golems to attack it.
The Polterghast had ridiculous power over the game’s workings. It made the iron golems glitch and die for no apparent reason. It gave us random effects such as Slowness and Weakness. It decreased the FPS to 1, so it was incredibly laggy for us. Yet slowly but surely we sapped away the health from that boss bar.
When it fell to half health, it generated a sort of wither-like armor around itself, stopping my arrows from harming it. Then a horde of wither skeletons appeared and started to attack us.
 <CreepboiDave> Grrr...
 
 <Polterghast> Ha! See, you are overwhelmed by my wither skeletons and their withering, poisonous effects. 
 You cannot defeat me!
 
 <Endonium> elppa nedl0g eht esu
What did that mean? Was it some strange language of the dead?
No. The 0 in the middle reminded me of something. I flipped it around:
use the g0lden apple
I already used that! I had eaten it at the Ocean Monument, remember? But then - how was it still in my inventory?
I had no idea what would happen if I used it. So... I used it!
 <CreepboiDave> polterghast
 
 <CreepboiDave> you fool
I slammed the g0lden apple down onto the floor. As it flew apart into a million shards of fool’s gold, a colossal shockwave emanated from it, rippling across the room. The room began to decay and fall apart, as did the caves beyond it, revealing a yawning void.
Where the shockwave hit the Polterghast, light rays shone out from within him, like those given off by the Ender Dragon as it dies. Beyond, I beheld the other ghasts evaporating into little puffs of smoke.
 <Poltghastn> WHHHHAAAAAAAATTTT!!!!!
 
 <Ptgaistrn> HOW DARE THEE USE MY GOLD AGAINST ME!!
There was a huge lag spike.And we were falling, for as the Polterghast became yet another puff of smoke like the others, the bedrock beneath my feet crumbled, and I fell into - the sea?
I looked around, and I wasn’t in the void anymore! I had fallen into the Overworld!
==Chapter 7: Geistoron==
ZZZZZP
A guardian’s ray zapped past me. I realised, not only was I in the Overworld, but at the same X and Z coordinates!
I pulled myself out of the sea, onto the shore, right before an impressively tall cliff. It was just a small strip of sand, but I didn’t care! I had beaten all the bugs in Minecraft!
Or so I thought...
 Dimension 3 ‘Ghastly Grotto’ deleted.
 
 Endonium has left the game.
That could be explained. The Polterghast was dead, and all his cronies with him.
But if so, why was his death cloud still lingering over me?
It wasn’t. It was reforming - reforming into a humanoid figure.
No. He can’t be alive still, I thought. And I was right. It was something else, that had come from the same body.
 <pGaistorn> Hello there.
I noticed that its name carried on from the decaying name of the Polterghast.
 <Geistoron> I am here.
 
 <Geistoron> But soon you will not be.
GEISTORON?! He was the mod maker. How did he get in here?
 <Geistoron> I got here through a backdoor included in the mod. It allows me into any world using the mod, 
 without giving a message in the chat to announce my entry, and to incarnate from the remains of any entity that I wish. 
 I chose the cloud left over from the death of the great Polterghast.
How did he read my thoughts?!
 <Geistoron> That you shall never know >:)
This is seriously freaky, I thought.
 <Geistoron> Hee hee :)
 
 <CreepboiDave> I have something to ask you. Why have you showed up here for no apparent reason? 
 Also, the Polterghast said you were an idiot to make this mod. So why did you make it?
 
 <Geistoron> I was NOT an idiot. I had a reason to do it: I want to kill you. 
 I know that the Polterghast kills anyone who stumbles upon him. Yet you, you he did not manage to kill, 
 for you killed him. And you know too much. You will tell about this, and it will be taken down. 
 I will be disgraced. So, there is only one thing for me to do.
 
 <Geistoron> KILL YOU.
==Chapter 8: The Final Battle==
No you won’t, I thought.
 <Geistoron> Yes, indeed. They all say that. But just wait.
 
 <CreepboiDave> I won’t just wait. Anyway, they all say that too.
 
 <Geistoron> Smartypants.
 
 <Geistoron> First, I will beat you in Minecraft. Then, I will kill you in real life. 
 Just to make it a little more horrific :)
 
 <CreepboiDave> Fantastic. Every word in that sentence was wrong.
 
 <Geistoron> Very unoriginal, you know, quoting Star Wars.
 
 <Geistoron> Anyway...
 
 <Geistoron> COME AT ME BRO!!
I was teleported again. Not another bedrock arena, I thought.
I was wrong.
It was made out of command blocks this time! Command blocks, with buttons on each, and a different command in every one.
Geistoron hit one of them.
 Geistoron has been promoted to operator status
 
 CreepboiDave has been demoted to member status'''
AACK!! How did that work?
It wasn’t even a fair battle - and it could easily have ended very quickly. But Geistoron seemed to take pleasure in playing with me, as a cat plays with a mouse right before eating it, or an orca with a seal pup.
 Cleared inventory of CreepboiDave
 
 Set gamemode of CreepboiDave to Hardcore'
 
 Gave Poisonous Potato x64 to CreepboiDave'
 
 Gave Potion of Poison x64 to CreepboiDave'
 
 Summoned Creeper at 300 69 -180'
 
 Set weather to rain + thunder'
 
 Summoned Lightning Bolt at 287 67 -183'
 
 Gave Levitation effect to CreepboiDave'''
You get the idea. Rather than just doing /kill on me, he was using the command blocks to make it really hurt. I couldn’t run, I couldn’t -
Hide.
That thought ran through my head quicker than the lightning he kept summoning around me. Was there a command block with /gamemode @n Spectator?
YES!!
I hit the button, and fell into the bowels of the earth, away from him.
 <Geistoron> F*** YOU
 
 Killed CreepboiDave
Up came the respawn screen, saying, ‘CreepboiDave was killed by Geistoron’. Evidently he had, out of fury, used /kill.
Well, at least he had stopped the taunts. And at last I had been killed in the game - so long after that time in the Ocean Monument when I thought I was going to die.
Frantic screams issued from outside my window. Moments later, the wall caved in. I passed out.
==Epilogue==
I woke up on a hospital bed.
Apparently some young adult had crashed their car head-on into my house. No-one had any idea why he had done this, only that it had been intentional, due to the angle it had happened at: it couldn’t have happened accidentally. The man himself had died.
But I knew who it was. It had to have been Geistoron, trying to kill me. I had survived by a lucky chance, and he had been killed by it. But it had ruined my life. Ever since then, I have had to use a wheelchair. My family have been in debt since then. Even now, they have not fully paid off. My friend is dead. My sister was killed by the crash.
And all that because of Geistoron, and the one he revealed me to: the Polterghast.
Category:Dramapasta
Category:Creepypasta
Category:Entities
Category:Theidealist