The Minecraft Ultimate Gaming Server

A/N: Why hello, and sorry for not updating in FOREVAR. :P Well, here you go. Dedication to my 3 week old little sis, Trend Lee. :D SPAAZ

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CHAPTER ONE

The day was mingled with the night. Stars in a blue sky, the sun in a black one. Wild creatures, unusual ones, prowled around me. I held a staff of Light and Dark in my left hand, a little figurine in the other. The figurine was half-human, half-tiger. She also held a staff, which was made of Life and Death. She was on her guard, which told me something was clearly wrong. Thing was, she wasn't supposed to be here, nor the strange creatures, nor the staff. The world had been corrupted...but how?

I grasped my staff tighter, my knees knocking together and my hand pale. She stood tall, though, exactly everything I wasn't in battle. I'm a coward, I never stay in the same team, I always end up alone and lost, and I usually find myself without any tools. That's me, alright. She's strong, keeps her promises, is always prepared, and always has a companion. It dosen't matter the cost, just that she gets the goal. For me, I'll stand there, looking like an idiot pleading for a team but only get killed in response for my laziness.

Now, however, I realize there's a chance. With the hybrid in my hand, and a staff in the other, I might just win. Thing is, I don't know what these things are capable of. And how they got here, how she got here, how I got here, is beyond me.

One of the things steps forwards, proudly. It is half-human, half -wolf. He has brown fur, and his hair is black, along with his skin. No wonder she's so scared, her enemy is near. I thought the wolf hybrid would be scared of her, but it was the other way around. I focus on it again when it pulls out a weird sort of sword, furry yet sleek, and shiny. It makes me tremble. But then I find my worst nightmare behind me, as I leap around when it breaks a branch.

I must see him this time...Please, Oreyato, grant me my wish... I turn around to see a boy my age. Red hair, pure human. Freckles dot his face like the stars spot the blue sky, and luminous green eyes pirece my soul. It sends a chill down my spine, to see those eyes. Those... eyes...why, after all these years, does he choose now to show up? And worse, in the middle of a fight? He has no weapon...but those eyes...

He smiles, and begins to stride towards me until he has his hand upon my cheek. His warm hand makes me smile. But she's on top alert, freaking out. I ignore her, and lean closer to him, lips shut... and he leans forwards too...and then the ground beneath my feet breaks just before we kiss, and I fall, seeing him laugh at my recklessness. I scream as the world around me darkens, then it killed me.

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I jolted up, panting, gasping. What the hell was that all about? Dalton, in my dreams. Oh, well, I have to get up. No more sleeping in for me. But all my body and mind want is to sleep the day away. My body refuses to move, and my mind refuses to think. But I know that submitting to them is my ultimate demise, so I grunt and roll onto the floor. Well, at least my blood's flowing.

I've had depression for around 3 years now, and though it hasn't improved, it hasn't gotten worse. It's hard to move sometimes. Naw, screw sometimes. ALL THE time. But it takes one look at my clock and the window to realize I can sleep..and I do that.

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A/N:Done. This story will not be updated until Late May/ Early June. Thank you :)