A/N: Welcome to the moment where I brutally destroy canon! XD No, not really. It just doesn't follow the events of the Haunted/Haunting; just has places from it. The personalities aren't perfect, since I'm still learning to write the guys, but I'm hoping to get better at it as I go along ^^ Just so you know, this first chapter has blood in it. And someone almost dying. And a creepy person who randomly appear from a world where squids can walk and talk. Uhm...yeah. #SORRYNOTSORRY

" Armen! Get back here! " A male voice shouted, attempting to get his friend to hear him. The snow falling around him and his companions muffled almost all noise except for the wind howling around them, making it almost impossible to hear.

The black haired, blue-eyed boy looked behind him at his friend and groaned. " Draaakkkeee! I want to hurry up and get back to the house! It's BEYOND freezing! " he whined. I told you to at least wear a jacket or something... Drake thought to himself.

" And if you run on ahead and lose us you'll get lost in the blizzard and probbaly get frostbite or worse. " The blonde beside Drake called out. Armen groaned once more but walked over anyways. " How did you-? " Drake began to question his blonde friend, then stopped mid-sentance, shaking his head. " Nevermind. "

The trio continued walking. The snow had begun falling faster, and the wind had picked up. Snow and ice was pelting their faces, maiing the walk miserable. " Told you we should have hurried up! " Armen yelled over the windm, but it was barely audible over the deafening howls. " WHAT!? " Grayson shouted back. " I SAID, I TOLD YOU WE SHOULD HAVE HURRIED UP! " the blue-eyed boy screamed back.

" STOP SCREAMING! " Drake yelled. " YOU'RE SCREAMING TOO! " Grayson roared over the wind. " I WOULDN'T HAVE TO IF YOU TWO DIDN'T START YELLING IN THE FIRST PLACE! "

Armen knew that Drake had been suffering from unexplained headaches recently, and he linked his weird mood changes to him still being bothered by it even after the headache was gone. His thoughts began to wander as Drake and Grayson continued to bicker like an old married couple beside him, their shouts suddenly being heard over the blizzard.

As he blocked out his friends he began to wonder why he dan't listened to Drake and worn something more suited for the current weather. He knew that the storm had begun 3 years ago- so, obviously, it wouldn't let up now. How could he forget that it never stopped snowing and never quit being cold? It was an artic, after all. Yeah, sure it went from light flurries to full-out blizzards, but that was no excuse. Now he felt like a total idiot.

Armen's eyes scanned the snowy land around him- and one sight made him freeze. His muscles tensed up on him. His breathing quickened, and his heart started pounding faster and faster in his chest. Standing there, off in the distance, was a man. There were two things wrong with him standing there.

One: No other minecraftians lived around here- only Drake, Grayson, and Armen resided in the unending blizzard.

Two: The man was staring at him and hsi friends, which was creepy enough on it's own, since it made him feel like he was stalking them or something. But what made it worse was that eh reconized the face, like you'd reconize your childhood best friend.

Drake felt his long-time best friend tense up beside him, which could mean anything, since Armen got frightened over virtually everything they encountered. " Armen? Everything ok? " he asked, slightly worried. Armen tried to speak, but it only came out as a stutter. " H-H... " His voice trailed off as Drake followed his gaze- and he too froze, eyes wide.

" Uh...Grayson!? We might need to hurry up! Right now! " He called, worry in his voice. " Everything ok...? "The blonde asked, one eyebrow raised. He pointed in the direction of the man. Grayson followed his finger, then his face paled. " How has he already found us...? " he whispered. " Guys. Guys! " Armen yelled. " He's coming towards us! " He grabbed onto Drake's arm, eyes so wide they looked too big for his head. He had started shaking even more than before.

Drake began backing up as the man came closer. " RUN! " He shouted. He and Grayson spun around and began running, while Armen ran off to the side- which Drake didn't see. He believed his blue-eyed friend was still following them.

Armen couldn;t hear anything over the sound of his own breathing. The snow, which was falling even quicker than before, was striking his face and getting in his eyes, making it hard to see. Noy like he'd be ableto see through the endless white anyways. His limbs were begining to numb from the cold. It was hurting to keep on running. But he had to force himself to not stop. If he was to quit, he would be killed in an instant. He wasn't goign to die yet.

He was so lost in his own thoughts that he forgot to pay attention to the invisable path he seemed to be following. He screamed as his foot shot downwards into a hole, giving him a sudden faceful of cold. He pushed himself up, spitting out melted snow, and rolled onto his back, pulling desperately on his foot. Nothing. He broke into a cold sweat, pulling harderon his foot. It still wouldn't budge. " No, no, no, no, no... " he whispered over and over again. " Oh god...please no...I don't want to die... "

A shadow fell over Armen. When he finally dared to look up, knowing that it would be the last thing he saw, the color drained from his face. He began shaking violently again, eyes remaining wide. " Wh-what do you want!?" He cried, trying to sound brave, but his voice cracks gave away his terror. The man didn't reply- not like he ever did, but it was still creepy. Just stood there, looking at Armen. The black-haired boy startd back, starting to get confused why he wasn;t doing anything.

The next events happened so fast that he barely even knew what was happening until a few moments after. One moment he was staring back into those soullesseyes, and the next he felt horrifying pain in his chest as the man stabbed him. Then he was gone. Dissapeared into the blizzard as though he was never there in the first place. Leaving Armen behidn to suffer in the snow- numb, weak, and dealing with a deep stab wound.

-2 Days Later-

She was running at full speed across the snowy landscape. Boundig beside her was her pet wold, who easily keptpace with her. She had been stuck in this new realm for a day now. She was frozen to the bone, and she was lost. Just great.

But she had seen lights on amongst the huge mounds of snow. People. That gave the girl newfound hope. Maybe those people would help her get back to her world. She sighed. Maybe. That was a pretty big maybe. No, not a big maybe. It was just a word, said to bring her some hope of returning to her friends. They wouldn't be able to help her- and even if they could, who says they would?

She was so wrapped up in her doubts that she forgot to pay attention to her path, and the next thing she knew she faceplanted into the snow. She sat upright, grumbling, and looked over to see what had cause her to trip. She gasped in shock. Someone, around her age, maybe a little older, was lyign on the ground, half burried in the snow. The white ground was stained crimson in the area where he was laying. A sword was stabbed into his chest, and the blood from the wound covered his shirt, arms, and face.

He was unconcious, and looked dead. The girl moved over next to him, seeing that his foot was stuck in a hole. She pulled it out carefully and gently remoed the sword from his chest. " Well then, you need medical help, and I need to get back home. So looks like you'recoming with me. " she informed the knocked out boy as she lifted him up out of the snow. The sword was grasped in her left hand, and suddenly it went orange, then went back to looking like a normal diamond sword. She frowned. "Oh,father...what have you done? "

Two days. Two DAYS since Armen was seperated from his friends when He attacked. Two days since he ran in another direction and quite possibly have sealed his fate. two days since he was last seen, quite possibly the last time he'd be seen alive. He didn't want to admit it, but Drake was scared.

The ender hybrid hadn't slept at all since he and Grayson had gotten home. He was exhausted. But he still sat there, in the dining room area, waitingfor that front door to open, for someone to knock,ANYTHING to know Armen was alive.

He yelped in fear when he felt a hand on his shoulder. His head snapped around to see who was behind him. It was only Grayson. He let out the air he hadn't realized he was holding in. " What? " he asked, sounding a little too harsh than intended. " I'm here to tell you to go to your room. You need sleep, Drake. You've barely blinked for two days! " The blonde cried.

" Yeah, so? Armen could be dead! I can't sleep now! " He countered. "Look, what if I keep watch instead? I'll wake you up if aything happens. " Drake sighed. " if you don't wake me up...! " "I will, Drake." Grayson assured him.

He stood upand walked to his and Armen's shared bedroom. He opened the door but didn;teven bother to turn on the lights. He stumbled over to his bed, exhaustion finally catching up with him. He collapsed on his bed, groaning in approal. He kinda missed his bed, to be honest. He rolled onto his side, thinking about whether or not he believed Armen would come home.

A few minutes later he was asleep.

-Three Hours Later-

Drake snapped awake to the sound of a scream. " Grayson? " He called worridly. No answer. " Grayson! " he yelled, getting up and running to the the bedroom door,yanking it open. Before him was a sight he would never forget. A girl with elbow-length brown hair stood in the dining area, leaning on a wall. Her clothes weren't suited for the weather, so he could infer that she had to be freezing. A wolf lay at her feet, it's togue lolling from it's mouth. The wolf's tail thumped against the floor, yapping quietly when it saw Drake.

Grayson stood with his back to him, holding someone, or something in his arms, murmurring quietly. On closer inspection, he got a shock. That person was Armen. " Armen! " Drake cried. " Shush, Drake. " Grayson scolded him. He went quiet and ran over to them. His friend'scodition greatly worried him. He growled, looking at the girl, acting all nonchalant.

He was about to yell and accusation at her, but she spoke first." I didn't hurt your friend, if that's what you'rethinking. I found this sword still stabbed in him. He shouldn'teven be alive right now." She said calmly. " How did you...? ""Know what you were going to say? Easy. Have had that said to me ALOT. " He just stared at her until he felt the presence of Grayson no longer beside him.

Drake turned around to see him walking towards one of the rooms of one of the former oil rih workers. He glanced at the girl to see her talking to her dog, having now knelt down. He sighed, knowing she wouldn't try to hurt Armen with both him and Grayson around him. Drake ran after his blonde friend.

When he reached the room he saw Grayson gently lay Armen down on the bed in the room. He walked over. Grayson sighed. "I'm pretty sure the wound is infected. That chick wasn't lying. He should be dead. It's a miracle he still has a heartbeat. " Drake looked at his injured best friend. His chest barely rose with each shallow breath. Blood covered his shirt. Some of his arms, and some of his face had blood drops scattering on it. He felt slightly sick.

" Grayson?" he asked, voice low and nervous sounding. " Yah,Drake?" " Who was the person who screamed? " Grayson smiled a little. " That would be me. I opened the door when Iheard someone knock. I guess seeing Armen freaked me out. "

He laughed. " Nice, Grayson. " Drake mumbled as they left the room; Drake so he could keep an eye on the girl, Grayson so he could get some materials to help Armen. A sudden blast of cold air freaked them both out. The door stood ajar, snow blowing inside. They looked at each other. The girl and wolf were gone.

Grayson reached the door first. He peered outside, and his frightened face changing to confused. Both friends stepped outside to see the girl and her wolf standing on top of a snow hill. The sword she had entered with glowed orage in her grasp.

Her voice hit their ears as though she was right next to them instead of on the hill. " I know you're here, Father. No more innocents are to be hurt by you. Now, your daughter has arrived. And you'll regret ever hurting these people. I'll make sure of that. " The wold raised it's head and howled, as if sealing a promise between animal and human. Drake gulped. What was that supposed to mean?

First chapter done! Starting on writing chapter 2 in my notebook~! Expect alot more whenever christmas break rolls around 3 Hoep you enjoyed it~!

Keep on mining, my mineshafters~!

-Angelmoon101