Minecraft – Prologue
? Point of View
"Looks like I'm back again.." a gravelly voice spoke aloud to the trees of the swamp land that surrounded him. Shrugging the owner of the voice set off preparing to walk back home it would be quite the trip, at least it would be until his strength returned.
The lone soul traversed through the murk with relative ease. So used to this kind of thing it had become second nature. Though this time it was different.
After crossing a river that separated the swamp land from a spruce forest something in the distance would catch his eye. Watching from afar the man slid into the cover of low tree the branches where shade of the tall tree offered stealth, the opportunity to observe and remain unseen.
From his now closer view in the shadows, the lone soul looked on his eyes widened ever so slightly in realization. "A skin? Why is she all the way out here?" he pondered to himself as he watched the sleeping form of the only other person for miles.
Looking to the sky he frowned, It was early afternoon and if the sleeper didn't wake soon the mobs that roamed in darkness would have an easy meal.
A soft almost silent sound drew his attention back to the sleeper who slowly began to wake.
Not daring to interact with the skin he watched on, the hesitation was due to previous experiences, the lone soul pondered for a moment before deciding that he would leave a small gift. Quickly and quietly using the trees to keep hidden, he placed a single chest with a few basic necessities before retreating back into the shadows once again.
For a few moments he watched as the sleeper sat up. A soft smile graced his features as the sleeper awoke and looked around, "What'll you do now?" he asked himself quietly. Maybe this time around luck was on his side and the hunt had begun early.
Louise's Point of View
Warmth. That's the first thing Louise felt as the thick darkness that shrouded her conscience began to fade away. A hoarse groan escaped her dry throat as she stirred.
Louise raised an arm to her eyes to slowly adjust to the sharp light streaming in through the tree leaves. Frowning slightly from the lingering fogginess she still felt. Sitting up slowly she let her hand drop to the ground for extra support.
Once the fog had finally cleared from her mind, Louise opened her eyes to take in her surroundings. "Where... am I?" she thought to herself while looking over the unfamiliar territory. "hgrr?" came a raspy squeak instead of hello which both surprised and confused Louise. "My voice... I can't speak?!" she thought to herself, fear and panic crept over her slowly numbing her mind and body, her breaths coming out in shallow bursts as her mind raced.
That was when Louise noticed movement in her peripheral vision. Carefully turning to see what had caught her attention, Louise held her breath fearing the worst . "Moo" it was just a cow. Sighing with relief Louise smiled letting her body relax.
It was then that she noticed the chest sitting in the middle of the clearing.
With curiosity getting the better of her, Louise got to her feet and cautiously approached the chest. Reaching out to the lid, she paused for a moment "what if it's a trap?" the thought lingered before she finally decided to take the risk.
Upon opening the chest Louise was surprised by it's contents, as if it had purposefully been put there knowing who ever found it would need these item. A stone axe, a wooden sword, an inventory bag, three loaves, a stone pick axe and four torches. Picking up the sword a familiar feeling tingled through Louise's mind looking from the weapon to the cow "Well.. I'm going to need food" she sighed inwardly feeling sorry for the animal.
Taking swings at the cow, it would die with a pop and disappear leaving behind three raw steaks. Raising a brow at the oddity of what had happened but it seemed so natural. Shrugging Louise picked up the raw meat and placed it in the inventory bag along with the other items in the chest.
For the next hour Louise went about collecting wood and food. By the time she had finished night had fallen. "Well I better find some where to sleep" She thought while massaging the kink that had formed in her right shoulder.
It was then that a low sickly groan broke the quiet. Jumping in fright Louise looked in the direction of the noise and the blood drained from her face. Two zombies were stumbling in her direction. With out a second thought and a hoarse scream, she bolted away from the undead horrors.
It wasn't until Louise had crossed a river and stumbled into a hollowed cliff face that she stopped to let her exhausted body recover. Looking back over the river she huffed in relief that there was no sight of the foul creatures.
It was here that the full realization of her predicament hit her. Tears welled up in her eyes before falling down her redding cheeks. With Soft sobs and ragged breaths Louise dragged her feet to the very back of the cliff face.
Placing a torch down for light and warmth, she curled up on the floor in the fetal potion. "Who am I? How did I get here?" were the questions that lingered in Louise's mind before crying herself to sleep.
? Point of View
The lone figure found this skin strange. The traditional mark that normally appeared on a skins left wrist was no where to be seen and the reactions to
the world were also puzzling. As the figure watched, he had decided to watch over the strange skin for the night so the mobs would not harm her.
~small time skip to sunrise~
"Who are you?" he asked himself as the sun began to creep over the horizon. Getting up from his position he dusted himself off. "I'll come back when I have a better understanding of your appearance" he spoke quietly before turning and running out into the forest, heading to the nearest intersection where three or more biomes met.
