A.N. - If you don't like to read Author notes, please skim over the bold.

Welcome to my first story! If you've come here on accident, then sorry about that. If you willing clicked on it, I hope you enjoy what I'm writing. Normally I don't finish my stories but I'm going to try to finish this one. I really don't know how to do these kind of things, nor am I good with author notes and such.

First of all, I will apologize ahead of time if I'm stealing anyone's idea, and apologies for spelling, grammar, and punctuation errors. I'm only one person, but I try. Also, this is set in minecraftia, and the mobs are going to be featured next chapter. Just think of it as minecraft with food and mo' animal mods.

Heads up: this story is most likely going to be angsty, drama-ey, adventurous-ey, friendshippy, action-ey and fantasy-ey. This is a friends idea, he told me to make a story, so I jumped onto it and this is what's going to be written. If possible, please point out errors and such so I can correct it.

Constructive criticism is welcome, I really don't want to write a boring story (although it may end up that way, sorry ^-^'). Flames are also accepted, just please tell me what I can do to improve instead of just going "Omg this suks, mork mork mork." I've been told to write with less detail, and as much as I try it's kind of hard because it ends up too broad. Sorry if the first chapter is kind of sad and drama-ey.

OK I'm done rambling. Please enjoy, if it's enjoyable. If it's not your cup of tea, sorry. Also, I need a better title.

Once upon a time, there were four kingdoms that ruled the land.

Iron – who was strong and brave; with the best trained army in the land they could win most, if not any battle with 1:3 ratios. Led by Lord Vahe, he is determined to keep his kingdom big and strong.

Lapis – The craftsmen of the world. Their ruthless, almost barbaric tactics combined with the strongest weaponry creates one of the most deadly combos seen by all opposing forces. Ruled with an iron fist by Lord Despar, he keeps everything in line.

Gold – A kingdom of beauty. Leading the most populace kingdom is Queen Lana. The army by this land is almost as well trained as Iron and close in weaponry to Lapis, but with double the population size of all other kingdoms.

Diamond – Wealth and fortune grace this metropolis. Queen Marie Revunae holds this kingdom together with her wits and skill. Their army is very small, dwindling even; but it doesn't stop Marie from competing with Iron and Gold in training.

All it took was one misunderstanding and everything burst into flames. A war broke out between the four – one so unforgiving and disastrous it has impacted the four in irreversible ways. Gold is losing weaponry fast, and with such a big army it has begun to be an issue. All attempts to negotiate with Lapis fall short of expectations and none of the messengers ever come back. Diamond's population is spiraling downwards with constant raids by Lapis and a (seemingly) incurable sickness. Iron has lost a good portion of its army to Lapis – news of them becoming POW's is difficult to believe. Lord Despar has fallen into a depression so thick; his own son can't shake him out of it. For twenty years this war has raged on with no visible end.

Sitting in the middle of the war is one small village named Heline. No soldiers bothered them, nor have any weapons been drawn in the quaint town.

A chicken ruffled its feathers inside of a pen, and the head rooster crowed.

It was the beginning of a new day – one that would change everyone forever.

The sun was high in the sky, half covered by clouds. The clanging of chainmail and heavy footsteps rang out. It was something new to Samael. News of the wars between the four major regions was not new, nor was it surprising; what was surprising though were the soldiers marching through the town. It was new to everyone living in the small town of Heline. Holding a steady population of 170 (give or take you don't count the people that go missing), it was a very peaceful town. The village was untouched by the war, much to the happiness of many people. But now with the platoon storming through most of the people had abandoned their chores and activities to watch them pass on by.

"Samael check it out, they have prisoners!" One of his friends cried – a 5'4'' girl by the name of Genesis. She was his best childhood friend, and the only one he had kept. She had dirt brown hair and Emerald green eyes. One of the blue armored soldiers stalked by with a glare towards the two 20 year olds but they ignored it in favor of looking at the prisoners. They were all chained with iron shackles, donned iron armor and hunched over. The group looked utterly defeated. One female turned towards Samael with hardened brown eyes; underneath that though was a swirl of emotions just begging to be let out. She opened her mouth and whispered something but was immediately kicked back into line by a guard wielding a shimmering bow. It didn't stop Samael from knowing what she had wanted to say.

"Please help us."

"Excuse me, what do you think you are doing trampling all over my farm," A mother growled at a guard who stepped on a line of carrots. Her child clung onto her pale pink dress in fear. "You can't just come in here and start stepping on stuff you don't own!"

"Step away ma'am, I'm only going to ask you once," the soldier snarled at her, reaching towards his sword slowly. She twisted her face into a frown.

"Not until you apologize, it took me damn long to grow these and," those were her last words before her blonde haired head sailed across the farm and landed in a patch of cabbages. Her body stood its ground for a couple of seconds before following and slumping onto the ground. The child watched blood pool under the body before looking up at the soldier with fearful eyes.

"M-mummy…" she quietly said before collapsing in sobs.

The town was no longer untouched. It was tainted with the blood of the innocent.

Samaels' eyes widened at the barbaric display. Blood had splattered against the fence and the windows of the house, not to forget all over the childs small dress. He had known the woman that was living just moments ago – A kind lady by the name of Lisa. She had recently given birth to her second child and was pregnant with a third that would never come. He felt Genesis hesitantly reach to his arm and hold it.

"She… He… The…Nnngh…" He felt her whole body shake against him and start sobbing. He would cry later. For now, he had to do something. A couple more women behind him choked on their own cries, while some men started yelling obscenities. The guards ignored everything else and ushered the prisoners out of the town as fast as they could. Within minutes the whole town was fuming with angry tears.

"Muh-muh-mummy-y-y-y-y…" the six-year old wailed and clung to her mother. Samael slowly walked up to her and put a comforting hand on her shoulder. She didn't stop and sobbed harder.

"Samael!" A person screamed from the other side of the street. He turned to see a flash of red hair and blue eyes assault him, knocking him down in the process. "Oh, my baby I thought the soldiers had hurt you, are you ok?"

"Yes mom, I'm fine," he muttered through squished cheeks. His blue eyes flickered to the child. Her name was Jane. She had lost her father in a mining accident when a run in with a creeper didn't go so well. That was shortly after the third baby was conceived. Samaels' mother turned towards the child and covered her mouth. Blood was still dribbling out of Lisa's neck but slowing due to the clotting. Everyone here was a fast clotter - they needed to be. "Mother, we need to get Jane and her brother out of here," Samael quickly said before she passed out. Kendra quickly turned and nodded, scooping the child up in her arms with fervor and rushing inside the house. Samael turned back towards the body and bit the inside of his cheeks.

How does this kind of thing happen so suddenly?

He stood up and shook his head. Nothing seemed right at the current moment and it felt fuzzy like a dream. But it wasn't.

"Weren't those Lapis soldiers?"

Samael turned around to see Genesis with tears running down her cheeks. Her bottom lip was trembling.

"I think so," He watched her lean down and grabbed the body by its shoulders, motioning for him to grab her legs. Samael grabbed the legs and helped her pick it up. They carried her to the back area to dig a hole for her.

"Well they had Iron soldiers with them, but why?"

He contemplated this. It was odd indeed. He heard stories of the ruthlessness of Lord Despars' army. Why would they suddenly change and capture enemy troops? While he mused about this, Genesis grabbed a shovel and tossed it to him. He started digging a hole to dump Lisa in.

"I don't know. It's strange when you think about it," he replied. Genesis fetched the head of Lisa, hesitating for a good three seconds before another sob came out of her. "Hurry, toss it into the hole," Samael encouraged quickly, not ready to see her cry again. It wrenched his heart to know he could do nothing to bring her back, or to stop Genesis from crying.

"H-how could they do… something like this…" she whispered and put her hands on her eyes. "Why couldn't…"

"We couldn't have done anything about it, please stop," He quietly said and hugged her. She sobbed into his blue shirt.

"Who's going to take care of Jane and Ian…?"

"My mother," Samael stated. "She's cleaning them up right now and she's going to take them back to my house."

"Alright…" another small wail sputtered out of her but she pulled back. "Let's finish burying Lisa…"

The duo had Lisa's body completely buried and the blood cleaned up by sundown. Samael was quite tired, and Genesis was already on the border of sleep and consciousness. He wrapped an arm under her arms and hoisted her up bridal style. He took note of the peaceful look upon her face, unconsciously knowing it would be the last time he saw her so innocent.

And then it hit him in the middle of the street. hg

The events from earlier had caught up to him and he relived Lisa's decapitation as if it was his own mothers. He was the girl from before, and watched his mothers' blood splatter over the fence and his face. The red liquid was warm but thick. It dribbled slowly down and slid in-between his lips.

"Mah… Mommy… Mahmmy…" He clutched at her blue dress and cried out. "No! Wake up!"

It sounded like someone else's voice and his combined but he couldn't focus. All he saw was blood and destruction lain out before him. Something crumbled near Samael and threated to slowly suffocate him. "Dear notch!"

His hands gripped at the gravel below him and his eyes focused back to reality. A hand was on his shoulder while another arm wrapped around his torso. He slowly lifted up his hands and flipped them over to see red droplets forming.

"No…" His cheeks puffed out and he vomited on the road below him.

"Shhh… It's ok," A familiar voice called out to him. He looked at her and tears welled up in his eyes. Strands of saliva dribbled down his mouth and stuck to his cheek and chin. Kendra searched his face and smiled when she saw he wasn't gone. "Are you ok now Sam?" she asked and furrowed her brow. He reached one hand up to touch her – to make sure she was there. His hand gently touched her face and he barked out a cry.

"They just… they killed her!" He was about to go into hysterics. Something had planted itself inside his head and threatened his sanity.

"I know," she gently helped him up and guided him to the house. The door opened and out rushed a worried father.

"Oh Sam I heard the news. Are you holding out buddy?" His dad has always been supportive, and news of the murder had him very, very worried. Sam just stared up at him blankly. "Come on, let's get you inside."

In the trio went for the night.

Genesis was up early. After witnessing Samaels breakdown she rushed to his house and alerted his mother. She knew he needed her, and not a best friend. Shortly after watching the scene from her window, she went to bed.

Waking up was a chore, because she never woke up so early. The sun was barely above the horizon when she rolled out of her bed with a groan.

"Get up," she told herself. Slowly, her feet touched the ground and made her way to the kitchen. Her parents were always up before her, tending to the farms. They left a couple loafs of bread, a bag of cheese, and a bucket of milk on the counter for her today. Before she could tear a piece of bread off it almost dropped at the sight of Samael walking in the street with a slouch.

What is he… she noticed him carrying a backpack and two swords strapped to his hips. He was headed to the north gate, where the Iron kingdom lay beyond that.

Why are you going there? Genesis panicked and grabbed her nearby sack, filling it with the food her parents left her along with more from the nearby fridge. She dashed up to her room grabbing two towels, a couple pairs of clothes and the bow she kept on her at all times. Her quiver was nearby so she picked that up too. Before she left, she quickly scribbled something on a piece of nearby paper.

Dear mom and dad

I'm going to the Iron kingdom with Samael. Please don't worry, we can protect ourselves.

Love, Genesis.

This was wrong, she knew it. But she couldn't just let him go alone; not after his little breakdown. He was always somewhat weak when he was younger, and would get pushed around a lot. He would normally cry afterwards. But maybe that meant he was emotionally strong, she didn't know nor did she feel like figuring it out at this exact moment. He was almost to the forest bordering the town when she called his name from down the street.

"Samael, I'm coming with you!" He turned around and opened his eyes wide. He had hoped he was leaving early enough to keep her from coming, but it looked like she was up earlier than normal today. She continued jogging until she was within 3 or so meters and slowed to a walk.

"Oh no you're not, I don't think so," He walked to her and grabbed her shoulders. She defiantly stared up at him with a scowl.

"Yes I am. Why are you even going there in the first place?"

"Mother said I should go tell Lord Vahe about his Army. Why are you wanting to go," He asked and narrowed his eyes. She could barely see the blue underneath when he squinted.

"Because, I've seen you in combat and you suck, to put it bluntly."

Samaels face flushed and he opened his mouth. "I do not suck." Genesis puffed out her cheeks. "Well not as bad as you think I do."

"Tough luck, I'm going too because I know you can't handle some of the monsters."

He had to try one last thing to get her to stay; he didn't want her coming for more reasons that one. "What about your parents?" It was a low blow and he knew it. Her face turned pale and she bit her bottom lip.

"They can... they can function without me... I think... Oh..." Genesis looked at the ground and grit her teeth. She was the hunter of the family - occasionally butchering the cows for them because they couldn't handle the sight of blood. They would tend to the farms and normally come home with a good harvest. If worst came to worst, they could always go to Samaels parents. She looked up more determined than ever. He wasn't expecting her to do this. "If they need help they know to go to your family. Honestly, did you really have to go there?"

Samael didn't, but he just didn't want her to go. He knew he couldn't be bothered to talk her out of it, and sighed defeated. "Fine, but stay back so you don't get in my way." He turned around and brushed the blonde hair out of his face.

It was a two day walk, half a day on horseback. The forest between the town and the kingdoms was dense, almost impossibly so. Tree's seemed to border their town, making it hard to leave if someone wasn't on the gravel pathways. He glanced back to take a look at her gear. A backpack probably filled with food, a stone sword strapped to her hip and a bow slung on her shoulder along with the quiver at her hip. Her shirt was a light blue and her pants were darker blue. She looked like she had enough stuff for two days but he didn't know what was in-between here and the kingdom.

As much as he didn't want her coming, he was happy to have her at his side – and covering his back.

"So, are we leaving sometime before I grow old?" she interrupted his thoughts and giggled. He smiled and nodded.

"As long as you can catch up to me," and with that he turned and ran into the forest. Genesis blinked a couple of times before grinning.

"Oh you bet I can!" Genesis took off into the forest after him, taking care to stay on the gravel path. After all, that's how one would get lost.

A.N. If you're reading this, congrats on making it through the first chapter. Next chapter will hopefully be less sad, and more action-ey cause I know people like action. One last apology, sorry if it's very amateur. I don't have anyone to proof-read so I'm alone on that. Thanks for reading, and please give feedback!