Prologue

I was in my private library, reading my favorite book; Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. It was my eleventh birthday and my father, the king, was in his office working on my present. I read until the eighth chapter, and then put my book down to look out the window, playing with my amulet. My amulet was given to me by my mother before she passed away. It was an amethyst gem surrounded by gold, or budder as my brother and I call it. We always loved making up names for items. I was a year older than him, though it was still fun to play with him. I wondered what my brother and father had gotten or made for my birthday; they always got me the best gifts and in return, I did the same for them. For my brother's tenth birthday, I had made him a budder sword and he loved it; that sword never left his sight. I was snapped out of my daze when the door opened and I spun around to see who it was.

"Well, good morning, sleepy head." My little brother Sky waved in response and I invited him over.

"Hey birthday girl- *yawns* - why are you always up at the crack of dawn?" He asked me as he sat down in the arm chair opposite to mine. I giggled and was about to respond when father ran into the room with a wrapped box.

"I finally finished it, (Y/N)!" I turned to my brother with a look that said, "I'll tell you later." I ran up to my father and hugged him.

"Good morning, father! And what is it that you have finished?" Being a princess, I always spoke either Shakespearian or without contractions. My father smiled and handed me the box. I opened it as Sky ran over to see. I gasped and smiled; it was a midnight blue cloak with a silver lining and a clasp that looked like a sword being put into its sheath.

"Oh, father!" I squealed, "Thank you so much!" I hugged my father and he laughed at my excitement. I pulled away and put the cloak on. As soon as I clasped the sword into its sheath, I found something that felt like a button. I pressed it out of curiosity, Sky gasped and my father laughed.

"What?" I asked and I looked down at myself. I gasped, too; my body had turned invisible. "It's an invisibility cloak! Oh, father, you are truly amazing!" I ran up and hugged him once more.

"How did you make this? This fabric is more than rare!" I exclaimed at my father's glorious work. My father was about to answer when my little brother tackled me from behind; he's always been a ruffian.

"Now, it's time for my gift!" He squealed and jumped off of me to run out of the room to fetch the present. I giggled at him as he almost tripped and turned back to my father. He giggled at my brother and picked me up by the waist and twirled me around. I pressed the button on the clasp again and I was visible. Sky ran back into the room with a small box with a bow on it. I sat down where he had collapsed from exhaustion and opened the box. I gasped and pulled the gift out of the box; it was a hairclip, and a large one I might add, shaped like a black lightning bolt. I smiled and hugged Sky when he had gotten back up.

"You are the best brother a girl could ask for." I said with laughter lacing my voice. I put it on and lightning struck outside; funny, it was sunny just a minute ago. The lightning struck again and a figure appeared in the library. I gasped as I recognized the figure.

"Herobrine, what do you want?" My father asked, taking a step back from him. I grabbed Sky's hand and pulled him back, away from the god of death, the Nether and hostile mobs. I pulled Sky under my cloak and pressed the button on the clasp, turning us invisible. Herobrine chuckled at my father's bravery.

"I want nothing… except for your kingdom." Herobrine's smile turned into a grin as his eyes flickered to Sky and I. My father took a step closer to Herobrine, confronting him. Without looking at me and my brother, my father instructed us to leave. I got up slowly and silently, still grasping Sky's hand, and ran for the door. It swung open and I raced out with my brother close behind. You better not die, father. I thought as I raced down the hall. One of the guards, Dan, or TDM as I call his since his full name is The Diamond Minecart, saw us because I pressed the button so that we were visible and he started to run with us.

"What happened? Why are you two running?" Dan asked as we made a sharp left turn.

"Herobrine… private library… father…" I gasped, my eyes brimming with tears as I thought of what could've happened to my father. Next thing I knew, an explosion that came from behind us threw us off course, separating me from my brother and Dan. I got up and started to run back to them, but someone grabbed my hand. I instantly knew who it was; Herobrine. Actually, I was wrong; it was my friend Ash, or CreeperAshes. She started to pull me away for safety and I went with her willingly after her third attempt to pick me up. My eyes were still brimming with tears as I ran down the hallway. We made it outside and ran into the forest. I kept running until I realized that Ash wasn't next to me anymore. I stopped and looked around until I heard her voice.

"Keep going, Draconis!" Ash yelled from far behind me. I clicked the button on the clasp to my cloak and ran. I ran far from my kingdom; biome after biome until I reached the jungle. I stopped and caught my breath. I looked back at where my kingdom was; I could still see it from here and it had been somewhat destroyed. It was still the place I knew as home. I kept fighting the tears and started to collect wood for a shelter. I built my home quickly, but kept it concealed so no one, not even Herobrine, would find it. I went inside and put all the supplies I grabbed into chests; full sets of iron armor, swords, bows, arrow, pickaxes, axes, shovels, and a few of the ores I snatched. I grabbed two iron ingots and made them into shears, and then went on a search for sheep. I eventually found some and went back to my shelter to make a bed. I set it down in one of the second level rooms and face-planted onto it. I started crying over all the people I had lost; my father, my brother, Dan, Ash, and the rest of the kingdom. I was the only survivor. I had to strive on. Survival, I thought, seems almost impossible for me.