A/N: Hi guys! Sorry about no updates for VAoC! I'll explain more about it at the bottom.

(To anyone else): Thanks for clicking on my story!

An Average Village Life

The sun rose up over the blocky hills. A cool breeze whistled through the air, growing warmer and heavier as it reached the desert. A small village occupied a sand dune, complete with an Iron Golem for protection. They had adapted to the heat fairly well, with four wells scattered around the village.

The village was home to 7 buildings: a Blacksmith, a Monastry, a guard tower, a library and three homes for the farmers. It was fairly remote and didn't get any travlers this far into the desert. But they stocked their supplies, waiting in vain for a traveller and praying to Notch.

Vangen walked out of his small house. As a farmer, he had to wake up with the sun in time to check on the crops and dig some more rows. It was pretty repetetive but he had grown used to it. He stopped just in time to aviod bumping into their resident Iron Golem, Revler.

"Hello Vangen." Boomed Revler. "Going to check the crops?"

"Yeah." Vangen replied hapily, glad to speak with someone.

"Hmmm...Be careful." Revler paused and looked at him straight in the eye. "I've seen some creepers walking around. Be sure to shout if you see one."

Vangen nodded and Revler stiffly walked onwards, his footsteps clanging against the ground.

Steve stopped walking and sighed, wiping his forhead with a torn sleeve. I really hope there's a well nearby, he thought tiredly, I've nearly run out of water.

As he reached for his warm canteen, he heard slight footsteps and the start of a hiss. Damn! I'm going to collapse soon, he thought but reached for his battered iron sword and swung it at the creeper, kicking up flurries of sand. The creeper was knocked back and his hissing paused before it went closer and swelled up and exploded. Steve was flung back and blacked out as he hit the ground.

Vangen reached for his hoe and pulled it through the rich earth, creating thin rows, ready for wheat. As he planted the last seed, he searched through his bag and couldn't find any bonemeal! He gasped and flung his hoe down before racing out of the farming enclosure to his house. As he ran he realised his usual way would be too slow, so he changed direction and ran through the outskirts of the village. It was a risk but not many mobs should be out.

As he ran he heard a shout. Vangen turned just in time to see a young man flung back by a creeper's explosion. Bonemeal forgotton, he ran towards the man, hoping he was alive. His fears were reassured as shaky breathes were heard from the man, they were shaky but there.

Vangen rummaged through his pockets and found some wool. Placing it on the ground he erected a small shelter over the unconscious man. The shelter done, he poked his head out and bellowed as loud as he could.

"REVLER!"

The shout stirred the man and he opened his eyes. They widened with shock at seeing the testificate.

Ow, my head hurts, Steve thought, wincing as he opened his eyes. He saw rough wool and turned his head, seeing an unwary villager.

"Um, hello?" He asked tenatively, unsure who it was.

The testificate smiled nervously. "Hello. I am Vangen. Please dont get up as you only have half a heart."

Steve nodded. "My name is Steve. Where am I?"

"You are at the outskirts of the village of Otoh. One of my friends are coming to help you get inside before dark."

As if on cue, Revler poked his head inside. "Vangen, you called?" He rumbled. Then he noticed Steve and his eyes widened. "A Minecraftian!" He gasped. "Whats one doing over here?"

Steve held out a hand. "My name's Steve. I was traveling through the desert when I was attacked by a creeper."

Revler carefully shook his hand. "Nasty things, those creepers. I'm Revler. Keeper of keys and grounds of Otoh."

"Revler, we need to get to Lieght's house. It's getting dark." Vangen interrupted.

Revler nodded and picked up Steve. "Let's go, it's getting dark," He rumbled, looking outside. Vengan nodded and broke the shelter. The sun was setting and a few zombies had spawned.

"Let's go!" Vangen yelled and raced outside. The zombies turned to watch them and lumbered after them. The little group attracted more zombies and even a spider jockey! A creeper stood ahead blocking the way but Revler sped up and barreled into it, knocking it away.

The threesome made it to the Monastry and knocked on the door. A testificate opened it and relaxed seeing Vangen and Revler.

"What is it?" he asked, seeing Steve.

"A Minecraftian." Revler rumbled. "Named Steve."

Lieght's eyes widened but he nodded and ushered them inside, closing the door behind him.

A/N: Well that's the end of chapter one! I'm sorry PJO readers but I have no inspiration AT ALL for VAoC so it is on hold!

Sorry about that but feel free to PM with ideas for a new chapter!