Hi peeps and welcome to the sequel to Forgive and Forget! If you have not read that, I strongly suggest you go read that first, because it kind of sets up this whole story. Flames will make smores, as always! Here you peeps go!

Disclaimer: I don't own Minecraft, the mentioned mods, or the Yogscast. I do, however, own this plot and my character Reyanna.

Also, I'm not a big fan of this current title. It sounds way too opposite of Forgive and Forget; Secrets, Grudges and Avenging? Do you peeps have any ideas based off of the summary? Because I could use

Last time…

"You know, days like today make me really glad I'm not dead." I said, shivering a bit as I remembered my first death; my throat being ripped open and bleeding to death as my friends-and family- stood by helplessly. I remembered the shock as I awoke in my bed at Whiterock with nothing more than a scar on my neck, and Ridge saying I still had an important destiny ahead of me. That had me worried. An Enderborn's destiny is never good, and they almost never have happy endings. Rythian had been lucky. I just hoped it ran in the family.

I was jolted out of my darker thoughts by Teep's snort at my statement. Then he gestured to the picnic basket next to me, like any more good food in there?

I picked it up and looked inside. One squid sandwich for a dinosaur.

"Here you go, Teep." I said, tossing it to him. He munched on it happily.

"Does anyone else want more cookies? There's a few left." I said, pulling them out.

"I'll have one!" Zoeya said. I passed it to her.

"Rythian?" I ask my brother, because he's being rather quiet.

"I'm full. I'm just worried what you two could do after ingesting so much sugar into your systems." Rythian said, a small smile creasing his mask.

"You just smiled!" I exclaimed. Zoeya laughed.

"Of course I smile. Why do you always tease about it?" The mage asked, then realized his mistake a moment too late. "Don't you say that I'm-"

"But you're just so teaseable!" Zoeya beat both of us to it. It was all too much. We all cracked up, clutching our sides in laughter as we tried desperately to stop laughing. I had no idea how long we laughed for- or for how long that a pair of pale purple eyes watched us from the shadows.

Now…

Reyanna Pov

Finally, after we laughed so much our sides hurt too much to even keep laughing, we all settled down and relaxed in the sun. Or, rather, Teep and I relaxed in the sun. Rythian leaned against a tree, apparently preferring the shade. Zoeya leaned up next to him and fell asleep almost immediately, her head on his shoulder. I stifled another laugh. Rythian smiled. Teep wandered off, probably to go practice his shooting, though he almost never missed anyway. I reminded myself to ask him to teach how he shot so well. I was hopeless with a bow.

I was dozing off, too, when I suddenly got a weird feeling. Almost like a buzzing, just on the edge of hearing, but more in my head than my ears. I sat up straight and looked around. Rythian noticed it too. Though he didn't move, I could see his gaze sweeping the landscape around us, the sudden tense in his shoulders. We both knew what this meant.

"See it?" Rythian's voice was so quiet that if I hadn't already been on high alert, I wouldn't have heard him. I shook my head, fingering my alchemical bag. It only took seconds for me to pull out my Enderbane.

For almost a full minute, we said nothing, watching for a flash of obsidian black, waiting for our enemy to appear. Knowing Teep was on patrol didn't comfort us. Arrows were of no use against Endermen.

There! A flash of light and shadow at the edge of my vision. In seconds, I held my Enderbane in my hands, stinging slightly. I scanned the surrounding hills, forest and swamp, waiting for the Enderman to make its move. My Void ring was at the ready; my weapon in my hands. All it would take was a glimpse of its position, a split second to teleport, moments to strike. Moments ticked on, every muscle tensed in readiness. The slight buzzing grew louder, ringing in my ears.

"It's alright, Reyanna." Rythian's voice startled me. I twisted to face him and nearly dropped my Enderbane in shock. Standing next to him under the tree was the strangest thing I'd ever seen.

Standing next to my brother the mage, was an Enderman. But not a normal Enderman; this Enderman was off-white with pale purple eyes. He carried nothing, his arms at his side. I stared at it in shock. What kind of Enderman was this? Was it even an Enderman?

"You don't recognize him, do you?" Asked Rythian softly, and I shook my head. What? Should I recognize him?

"Mother never told you? Never explained this?" Rythian asked, still quietly as to not awaken Zoeya.

Mother… My stomach twisted into a sickening mix of emotions at the thought of Mother. Guilt. Sadness, anger, loneliness, and a bittersweet jumble of others. I'd never told him. "No."

"He's a white Enderman. White Endermen are, or were normal Endermen who fall in love with humans. Rare, but it pisses off the Ender Queen to no end, no pun intended, that her precious followers fall in love with something she hates as much as humans. She curses those that do, makes the other followers know that that Enderman is to be avoided. A traitor."

"So… he-"I broke off as I fully understood what my brother was saying. "He's our father? That's… just really…" I broke off again, not really sure how to process this information.

"I know. I reacted this way when I first found out. But the point is, he trained me when I was your age, taught me how to survive as an Enderborn. He'll teach you. I can't explain as well as he can." Rythian said. Trying to keep my expression neutral, I sheathed my Enderbane and stood. The white Enderman-my father- made a strange noise that sounded like a cross between an Enderman's buzzing and normal human speech. Somehow, I could understand it.

"Come," He said."You have lots to learn if you are to survive the Ends wrath." I nodded. He teleported away a bit down the hillside, waiting for me to follow. I aimed my Void ring and followed him down the hillside.

Was this the beginning of my destiny?

So, yeah, short but there you go. The idea of the white Endermen I took from CaptainSparklez music video "Enderborn" because when I first heard of the whole Enderborn idea, my brother mentioned that one thing people say is that you know you're Enderborn if you see a white Enderman. My PJO mind went and said; It's kinda like he's claiming you! And this idea was born. I do not own the music video or idea, just tweaked it to work for my story. So, yeah.

Anyway, like I said above, do you peeps have ideas for renaming this? Because I'm terrible with titles, and the summary should give enough information for you peeps to get the gist of it. I'll give you credit, don't worry, and just review or PM me it.

Signing off, Spirit.