Chapter 1
The awakening
I blinked against the blinding sun, head swimming. I tried to sit up but it was like an invisible force was pushing me down, pinning her against the rough soil on which I lay. A voice drifted from somewhere close, but I was too busy trying to remember who I was to listen. The voice grew in intensity until finally it was shouting down my ear, calling out, "Hello? Are you in there?"
I blinked again, sitting up with great effort. The person who had shouted into my ear was about 18, with piercing green eyes and light purple hair. Freckles plastered her face, and she grinned as I managed to sit up.
"About time, you've just been laying there for the past hour. At first I thought something was wrong." The young woman said, "Oh, I'm Grace by the way, who are you?"
I struggled to remember my name, fighting past the wall blocking my memories. It began with a K. I was sure of that.
"I- I'm not sure..." I murmured, avoiding eye contact.
"Oh, of course" Grace said, slapping her hand to her forehead, "I sometimes forget about the whole amnesia thing. Here, turn around"
I reluctantly obliged, turning my head away from Grace. She parted my hair at the neck, and read out the name 'Kally Roberts'.
I turned the name over in my mind, checking it out before repeating it out loud. It sounded about right. "So where am I?" I asked, blinking slightly at Grace's grin.
"Welcome to minecraft. I pressume you know remember what that is?"
"Minecraft..." I thought about it for a while before saying, "isn't that a game?"
"Sure is. You know what heaven is too?" Grace asked, waiting for me to nod before carrying on, "Well THIS" she said, gesturing around her, "is heaven. Ours at least. Welcome to the group" Grace held out her hand, and I took it, recognising the gesture as that of greeting. Seemed odd in the context, but I guess that's what amnesia does to a girl.
"Wait, heaven? Then does that mean..." I started the sentence but I couldn't bear to finish it. Grace nodded. That meant I had died. Somehow, I, Kally Roberts, had died. When I was 18. Life is such a bitch, but at least I remembered my age.
I couldn't believe it. My head reeled and I almost fell back onto the grass. I was dreaming, I had to be, I couldn't have died and not remembered it; I remember that I like pizza but not that I died? Oh no, I don't think so.
I didn't voice any of these concerns, if it was a dream I wasn't going to ruin it by spending all my time questioning every detail. Oh I was going to milk this so bad.
"So minecraft? Like building blocks and crappy wooden houses?"
Grace laughed and nodded, "Kinda" she said, "but there's more to it than that. You still can't sleep in the day for some reason, and you can't switch to creative mode. But this world is like a test. If you survive, well, you survive. If you don't, well, I don't know what happens but it can't be pleasant. The people who don't make it always die screaming. As if they can see something we can't." Grace trailed off, as if haunted by memories. "I've been here the longest. The others, they always die. The people who have survived, it's like I'm they're leader or something." She laughed slightly, "I can't believe my mum had a go at me because I played it too much. If I could see her now..." Again Grace trailed off, staring off at the sea. "Well we'd better go meet the others. They always love a new face around here."
I couldn't tell if she was being sarcastic or not as she pushed herself up off the grass. I guess I'd find out soon enough.
AN: SO new fanfiction, I know, I know. I'm sorry I haven't been active lately and the whole 'magic meets magic' thing is pretty much dead. But please let me know what you want with this story, let me know how you want it so span out, that kind of thing.
Many thanks to my friend for the character of Grace, and many thanks to the world wide web for even letting me create this idea, let alone this fanfiction.
Peace out suckers ~Silver