Earthbound Fate: Prologue

A/N: Hi everyone! Welcome to my second Minecraft fic! I've been wanting to write another Minecraft story for a while, and I've finally come up with a worthy enough plot!(with some help). I would like to give a big shout-out to WH1T3R4V3N who encouraged me to come out with another Minecraft story and helped me write this chapter! She's an awesome Beta-Reader and her stories are great so check her out! Anyways, R&R and remember, criticism is always accepted (as long as its not too rude) as it helps me improve and it's nice to know that you guys like to help me get better! Enjoy the first chapter (prologue) of Earthbound Fate!

DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Minecraft(I'm only going to do this once!)

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"Hey, little kid! What are you doing out here by yourself? Where're your parents?"

My fist tugged at my long, ebony hair in annoyance and I found myself snarling slightly at the phrase 'little kid'. This mortal was obviously male by the sound of his young, yet deep voice, and probably stupid too. I know my face looks a lot younger than its true age, but he must have been a complete imbecile to not figure out that I'm at least ten by my height and build.

I look up to see an average height boy in his early teens staring at me with a confused look. He had messy surfer blonde hair, and hazel green eyes that looked like they would usually be glinting with mischief. He was well toned and is probably the type of boy that most girls my age would find 'hot'. He had an absurd look on his face, as if he was both confused, worried and stupid. I tilted my head down slightly and smirked. I would have some fun with this little kid.

"My parents are dead," I say as sombrely as I can, despite the burning desire to laugh in his face for not knowing who I am.

I could see the sudden uncomfortableness that stirred within him as I could easily read his emotions through his shifting eyes. He'd obviously never encountered an orphan before.

"It's okay. My parents are dead too... I know how it feels, you know, to feel like you could have had better, but fate hates you too much..."

The boys shoulders relaxed and he had a much more welcoming appearance, as if he was trying to make me feel comfortable. So he's an orphan? This could get interesting...

"How did your parents die?" I say, with an awkward sounding tone. I had to appear as if I was prodding on a touchy subject, or else he might see right through me, despite his supposed idiocy.

"My mother fell of a building after being accidentally pushed of by a two-year-old me. My father fell straight after her, leaving me to deal with the guilt and sorrow of unintentionally killing my own mother. I only found out when a witness at the time found me at the orphanage I was in. I didn't believe him at first but I have no other theories..."

The boy was visibly distraught and I almost jump in alarm when I see a transparent liquid forming in his eyes. I know normal people should know how to handle a situation when someone is upset, but I haven't had much experience in that field. I've obviously upset him but what do I say now? I don't want to hug him, but walking away may seem to out of place. Maybe I should change the subject?

"Umm... So... What orphanage are you currently at?" I say, hopefully easing of the tension. I'm so bad at this...

"My orphanage doesn't exist anymore..." He says head bowed. I furrowed my brow. What does he mean by it doesn't exist anymore? Maybe it was destroyed or something of the like.

"Why? What happened to it?" I ask with fake interest. After all, it's not like I should care if this mortal has no parents.

"It doesn't exist... because it never existed in the first place..." the boy drawled in a deep monotone.

Now I'm confused. What is he getting at?

I look at the boy with a look of confusion and contemplate questioning the existence of the orphanage again. I stared deep into his eyes, and wondered if he was truly mad. He gazed back at me with his cutting hazel green ones, now dried, never wavering.

Then it hit me. I growled in frustration and almost roared out loud at the sight of the boy laughing in delight at my reaction. The pranker had been pranked. How could I have not noticed this earlier?! I thought I was able to see through anyones lies!

I dipped my head down and let my long, dark hair fall in front of my face. It's something I do when I was angry. And I was pissed.

"How did you do that?! Do you know that absolutely no one has deceived me like that before?! How could you joke about such a serious matter?!" I yell, fists clenched.

"Because I can see right through you! Its obvious you're not an orphan! I must admit, you are a good liar, but not good enough," the boy gloated, with a smug smile plastered onto his stupid, dimpled face.

I was surprised, and he noticed it because his wretched smile only got bigger. How could a simple-minded mortal see through me? I am the master of deception! This couldn't be any ordinary mortal. I look up to see one of his arms outstretched, right up to my face. He wanted me to shake his hand.

"There's no point sulking over your defeat you know. Why don't we start from scratch? My name's Len. My full name is Lenork, but as you can probably notice, that's probably one of the crappiest names a child could have," he said, laughing slightly at the last bit.

I snorted. Seriously? Lenork? What where his parents thinking?!

I realised that I've left him hanging, so I shook his hand. It was sweaty and soft, and it wasn't very comfortable to shake, but I did nonetheless.

"You can call me Doré." I say in my usual monotone.

"You mean as in gold?" He asks, eyebrows raised.

"Yes, I guess..."

"Don't worry, I like your eye. Its cool."

I gasped in shock. No one had ever told me that they liked my eyes, ever. I hadn't even realised that he had seen them in the first place! One of them was a shocking magenta and the other a radiant gold. The gold eye glowed sometimes for random reasons, and I've never known why. For that reason, I've always hidden it with a large dark bang. Some people say my eyes are a blessing. Some say I'm ugly and cursed. Or should I say, most people say that.

"...Thank you."

"No problem."

He turned around and started to make his way North, towards the direction of my village. Maybe he's from around this area? I grab him by the sleeve and pull him back.

"Hey! You can't just leave you know, I have questions to ask you!" I yell.

"But you didn't answer my first question, so why should I answer yours?" The boy retaliated, all the while with that arrogant smile still on his lips.

This boy is RUDE. If I was feeling really moody today, I would have slapped him.

"Fine, I'll answer your question then you'll answer mine," I reason. I only need one question anyways, so I don't need to answer anymore of his.

"I don't have any parents. I'm not sure if I'm an orphan, but I'm pretty sure I am one. Or maybe my parents abandoned me because of my face... Or maybe my destiny..."

I immediately regretted saying that when I saw Len's interest perk. Now that I've mentioned my fate to him, he won't drop the conversation very easily...

"Why would they leave you for something that isn't your fault?" He questioned, his eyes searching mine.

Should I tell him? Will he just freak out like all of the other mortals I've told? Will he actually listen, or think I'm crazy like the rest usually do? No, I can't let myself be manipulated by a weak boy. Its none of his business and I shouldn't be spreading things about me around anyway. I'm unpopular enough as it is.

"That's none of your business. I've answered my question, so answer mine. Who are you? I mean what kind of mortal are you? I know you can't be normal."

Len obviously wasn't happy ending our last conversation, but a stone cold glare from me stopped him from pressing on.

"That's two questions, but I guess I'll answer the first one. I'm a normal 13-year-old boy, how hard can it get? I wont tell you more though; After all you didn't quite fill me in when it was your turn."

My eyes narrowed and I examined his face to look for any signs of dishonesty. Maybe this boy has no idea of who he is? After all, he could actually be an orphan...

"Its getting dark, you know. Maybe we should head off?" He suggested, breaking my train of thought.

I looked up, and true be, the sun was setting into the horizon, casting of a gentle glow of orange and lilac. The mobs will be coming out soon, but I don't need to worry about them. I would have to go home though, to look as if I was actually scared of the mobs and worried about it getting dark. I nodded, jumped down from the wall I was sitting on, turned around, and began walking towards the village, to trick him into thinking I lived near it.

"Hey! Are you seriously going to leave without saying goodbye?" Len whined.

"What's the point? I probably wont see you again."

"Please? Wont you do something to symbolise that talking to me wasn't a waste of time and you actually like me?"

I almost burst out laughing at the boy's sudden change of attitude. From arrogant prick to puppy dog in seconds! What a weird mortal...

I guess talking to him wasn't that bad...

I turned around and, for the first time in years, let my lips crack up into a gentle, genuine smile.

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A/N: Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed! If you have advice on how you think I can improve, then feel free to tell me! I will have chapter two up soon if I can get a some views(VIEWS not reviews, though I do love those too!), but if I don't I'll update anyways. Stay cool and don't forget to check out WH1T3R4V3N's stories!

~Deeptiger