An Enders blood.
This is a tell of Mike.
He is from the village of Navaira. He does not know it yet, but with the help of a few friends, he will save his people.
This is his story.
As I watch the pig from behind a tree, I attack. It tries to run, but its no use. I pick up the bloody porkchop it dropped and placed it in my bag.
I squint against the early morning sun and push the black hair out of my face. I`ve been given the duty to find food for the village.
I am Mike of Navaira. Its a small town with less than twenty people.
Spotting a cow off in the distance in make a stride for it.
As I pull my iron sword out of its steath, the sound of crunching leaves catches my attenion.
I turn and slash, expecting to see a creeper, but the sword catches in mid-air.
"Hey Mike!" A familar voice pipes out. "What ya doin?"
A girl dressed in a green hoodie and jeans is standing in front of me. Her brown hair gleaming. Spalter.
She is one of my friends from school. When I use to forget a crafting recipe, there she was. No one is sure why she was named so oddly.
"Uh, nothing just killing some stuff." I reply sticking the iron sword back in its steath.
"Oh no! You didn`t kill any cats did you!?" She says in her high pitched voice.
"Spalter, we can`t eat cats..." I sigh. Knowing that she lost her cat a few days ago.
"Oh yeah, forgot. Well,if you see a gray cat let me know!"She says and hops into the trees branches.
She stops before she jumps onto the next branch and looks back to me.
"Nexus said he needs you by the mines by the way." She hops out of sight.
I look back over to the cow and sigh. Nexus is my best friend. The cow can wait.
As I walk away from it, I say to no one.
"Next time cow, next time..."
