Hey guys, its ButterHunter here, or Cameron as my friends know me as. Welcome to the first chapter of my first ever fanfic! I only got into this idea because of my friend butterman0522, or Zach, one of my friends. You guys should really check him out if you like Pokemon or that stuff. I really hope you guys will enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! Anyway, enough intro, enjoy Chapter One!

Chapter 1: The Hand of Fate.

Disclaimer: I do not own Minecraft or any mods I might put in this.

Thump… Crunch… Thump…

The forest… a massive amount of wood and leaves as far as the eye could see. The trees were massive, at least 2 by 2. But something was off about this place, something I just couldn't put my finger on… Oh well.

'Not much else to look at here… better keep moving," is all I thought before I began walking again.

Twenty minutes later…

'Ok thats enough for now, I need a break, or I might pass out.'

I stopped walking to lean against one of the many massive trees all around me. I was indeed very physically drained. My breath was short and ragged. My stomach was growling louder than a creeper explosion, and I spoke from plenty of experience. A short break was all I needed, just ten minutes.

I began to check for wounds or something off about me. Nope, same slightly muscled torso, long, bulky legs, long, strong arms, everything was normal.

Opening my pack, I began to look around it, for the mirror I kept with me for so long. I found the mirror and looked into it. A 16 year old with brown hair, brown eyes, glasses, and a tired but tan face looked back at me. Same as always, nothing new to report on. I put the mirror back in my pack, and began to look through it again.

"Found them…" I said, under my breath.

I pulled out the objects, my trusty compass and ever growing map of all my travels. I started slightly expanding the map as best as I could. Hard to believe how much I had traveled in 6 long years of what happened back then… 'No stop thinking like that. What happened back then happened, that's all. Nothing will change...'

"Siiiiiiigh"

I looked at my watch. I was shocked to see that a whole Thirty minutes had passed. 'Man, I need to stop looking back at the past all the time...' I thought.

I had a quick snack, just a few apples and some bread, nothing exciting.

Slowly, I put everything back into the pack. 'Man, you would think a guy could find a village or something by now, maybe the ruins of something, not just biome after biome…' I thought. 'Oh well, better get moving again. I gotta make more progress before nightfall, unless I want to be zombie food.'

Standing back up, I stretched a little, and then began the long walk again.

One hour later…

'Finally, the edge of the forest. Thats got to be the biggest one I've seen yet, took a good two hours to cross…' my thoughts were cut short as I exited the the forest.

I looked out to the other side of the forest. What I saw chilled my blood. 'Oh no, no no no no no no no no, not now...'

Desert. Nothing but desert lay in front of me. The sunbaked dunes were totally dry and lifeless. This is bad, really really bad. "What should I do?" I said to myself. 'Ok, think Cameron, think. It's not the end of the world yet, not until I say is. What options do we have?' The way I saw it, I had two possible options, neither of them particularly great, but they were all I could think of.

Option A: Try and cross. I still had about 5 hours before I needed to be somewhere safe. Maybe the desert isn't that big.

Option B: Stay on the edge of the forest and wait till tomorrow. I might need all of the energy I can get.

"Shit, I don't like either one of those choices," I said out loud.

After a minute of careful consideration, I made up my mind. Though it might be the stupidest idea ever, I would try to cross the desert, hoping it's not too large. One time getting lost in a huge desert is enough. 'Well… here goes nothing.' So began the long and tedious trip across the desert.

Four hours and 30 minutes later…

'Ok, maybe this was a bad idea'

My thoughts are getting slower. I was out of water and was losing strength fast. The desert is too large… I might not make it…

'Wait…' For just a second, I thought I saw something…

Very, very far away, it may had just been my imagination, but I thought I saw a river or a lake.

Oh, how I hoped it was. I was getting parched. Too much longer and I'll pass out. But I have been fooled before… 'I better get moving, not much longer till sundown.' I thought, as I continued my trek across the sunbaked land...

Twenty minutes later…

"Its still too far… I'm not gonna make it…"

My thoughts are too slow, I'm slowing down, my hands are shaking from dehydration, but I can see it. The water was a stone's throw away. I'm so close…

I fell to my knees…

I'm trying to crawl over to the water…

It's real water, there are trees close to it…

I'm at the edge…

I dip my hand in…

I black out after one drink.

I came back from unconsciousness twice. Once, taking another weak drink, and then feeling myself getting turned over… It was too dark out to make out any features, or maybe just my total weakness, but kneeling next to me was definitely a woman. At least, my weak brain thought it was. She checked me over, at my legs, my arms, and my face to see if I was alive. I tried to speak, to say something, anything, but all that came out was "Help… Help me… Hel…" I passed out again.

Again, I wake, but now I'm being carried away, gently taken somewhere else, by someone. I did not know where, or who, but at the time, I didn't care, I just wanted somewhere safe… I passed out after that thought.

This is where my life, my miserable life, would never be the same ever again. Because someone was about to make my life a hell of a lot better for myself.

Someone who I would never had expected, someone amazing…

Well there's the first chapter. I really hope you enjoyed it. Its gonna be a great story, I can promise you guys that much. Stay tuned in for Chapter Two!