Okay, so for those of you who read my other stuff and are wondering why I am not working on RISK or G REAPER or even ULTIMATUM its because I've fallen a bit out of the groove with most of my stories. Also, summer happened. And usually when that happens whatever I write for those is sh*t. So I am writing requests until I'm back in the groove with one of my other stories. This way, you wonderful people will have things to read.

Now, this beginning might be a bit confusing if you haven't watched the Minecraft animation infecta, and its prequel dragons, a Minecraft parody of radioactive. Watch that, and this will probably make more sense. also, for the sake of the story the main character in this story as well as in infecta has brown hair and is 34 when he's in Minecraftia but the portal to remnant transforms him into a 10 year old version of himself. I shall now explain the reasoning behind this.

Its like how a year on earth is longer than a year on Venus. So now say that Minecraftia and Remnant are in the same solar system. Minecraftia is simply much closer to the sun, therefore, depending on how much farther away remnant is an alternate version of yourself on remnant would be less than half your age.

So this combined with a little teleportation and magic puts an anime-ified 10 year old boy with the experience and survival skills of a 40 year old war veteran in the thick of everything going on at our favorite made up planet. Now you won't be confuzzled. (go to chapter 6 for character bio's, but beware that there may be spoilers there) Also, don't judge the story by the first chapter. Its just story set up. Not to mention short, and badly written.

Chapter 1: this isn't Minecraft!

John Diamond

"Retreat!" I yelled out. I activated the portal, and my men started running through, while me and the archers covered them. After the swordsmen were through, the archers followed. As soon as the last man was through, I destroyed part of the portal, closing it from the inside. Behind me a giant dragon screeched its disapproval of my presence and crashed through the ground. "let's dance, big guy." I pulled my sword out of the portal, and the dragon approached, letting out a low growl.

The dragon made the first move, spitting fire out at me I rolled behind a pillar and started forming a plan in my head. I have to get behind it. On foot it has the disadvantage, but flying its a completely different story. Wings first, then I kill it. I pulled a potion of swiftness out and downed the entire bottle. I ran just outside its range, and in no time I was behind him.

Before I could do anything though, he swatted me away with his tail. I hit the pillar knocking all the breath out of me. I recovered quickly and sprinted towards the nearest pillar. With the added momentum of the potion I ran straight up the pillar, fire beginning to encase everything below me and working its way up quickly. Half way up, I pushed off sending myself flying through the air and landing on the dragons back.

The dragon realized I had made it onto his back and took flight. Almost immediately, it flew straight up, and I stabbed my sword into its thick armor as a handle to keep myself from falling. It roared in pain, and began flailing around in the air spitting out fire everywhere as it went hoping to burn me right off its back. Its strategy was successful and I lost my grip on the blade. As I fell, I managed to catch it by the tail and hold on.

When it looked over its shoulder, happy not to see me it began the fly back to its cave. I started climbing my way up its back. When I reached the blade, I pulled it out and began hacking off its wing. The wing fell and so did the dragon. When it made impact with the ground, I was thrown a good 30 feet away landing on a broken arrow.

As I got up a searing pain shot through my chest, and I could feel my swiftness wearing off as well. Unfortunately I hadn't killed the dragon with the impact, just pissed it off even more. I rolled to the side just in time, fire scorching the stone where I had just been. 'I need to get to my sword! But how?'

just then, as if some unseen force had answered my prayer, one of the surviving iron golum's pounded the dragon in the head. I dove for my sword and the dragon bit onto its head, and ripped it off. It turned back to me, but I was already too close. I jumped forward shouting my battle cry thrusting my sword into its open mouth.

Acidic purple flame-like blood spurted out, burning me wherever it hit bare skin as it began to seep in infecting the left side of my face leaving behind barely noticeable scars. The dragon fell on its side, knowing death was imminent as it bled out, unable to move anymore. I propped myself up against the side of the now harmless dragon and rested against the faltering rise and fall of its chest.

"you're a real pain in the ass, you know that?" it groaned in response, as if to say 'I could say the same about you'. I pulled the broken arrowhead out of my chest, failing to notice how it almost immediately healed. I felt the infection as well as the pain increase as it spread through my body even further now with nothing to stop it. "but you hath been slain. I mean, I'm not much better off. But I wasn't the one wiping towns off the map."

I pulled the sword out of the dying Enderdragon and wiped off the blood so I could use it as a mirror. My left eye was clearly beginning to change color, and my pupil was now slit like that of a predatory creature. One eye dark brown the other dark purple. Glowing purple was starting to flow through my veins, making them light up. I would think it was cool if it wasn't killing me. Suddenly the spread of the infection just stopped right as the dragon took its final breath.

A large black portal opened up right beside me, and I looked inside. It looked like I was looking into space. Beautiful, but also scary. 'Well, I ain't getting back the way I came'. So I grabbed my sword and jumped in.

THE SAME DAY, SEVERAL MILLION LIGHT YEARS AWAY...

Qrow Branwen POV

"its such a lovely day for a stroll in the woods. Don't you think Tai?" he nodded. "nothing like taking a stroll in a Grimm infested forest with a drunkard while both your kids are home alone."

"come on! You have got to get off of that, they'll be fine!" I heard a strange noise far off followed by the sound of an Ursa not far from here. And the following noise made me freeze momentarily. The unmistakable sound of a child crying. Two actually, but each in a different direction. "I'll take the one to the left!" Tai announced and took off in that direction.

I took off towards what I recognized as my old cabin. When I got there, I made short work of the beowolves. But when I saw who the children were. "I am never hearing the end of this one" I muttered to myself.

John diamond POV

the portal dropped me on the ground, and I instantly knew something was wrong. Not only did I feel younger, but when I saw my reflection I definitely was younger. AND the texture of everything was just...different. Its official, I am on another planet. Notch damned portal! At least I'm not in hell. or the nether.

I heard a roar in the distance, and I began to cry. Why am I crying!? I am a war veteran with a sword! Damn my inner child instincts! I jumped away just as a huge black furred creature burst out of the bushes. Its eyes were glowing red, and it was covered in bone plating. Okay, so killing this thing from behind will be problematic.

Looks like I'll have to fight head on. I grabbed my sword, and swung it to deflect a blow and surprisingly it worked. Its times like these that I'm glad my arm is infected. Enhanced strength is awesome! I took that chance to slash into its chest. It let out a roar of anger and pain, and charged at me. It opened its mouth to literally bite my head off, and I grabbed its jaws, holding it back.

Unfortunately it was smart enough to know that this was a good chance to swat me away. I flew into a tree, hearing multiple cracks, but managed to hold onto my sword. It charged again, and I threw my sword into its chest. Clearly, the sword missed anything vital because this did not stop it.

It continued to charge, until a hail fire of explosive bullets reduced it to a couple chunks of meat, a puddle and a multitude of craters. A man with blond spiky hair wielding a rather large hamaxe that also seemed to double as his gun. I had heard about such weapons back when part of Minecraft was MODern. {he he, pun} he rushed over to me.

the world started to go black, from the hit I took to he head and my likely broken ribs. "don't worry, I gotch'ya kid." and that's when I lost consciousness. I woke up with a headache and a strange craving for cookies. Slowly, I peeled my eyes open as I willed myself awake. I took in my surroundings slowly, and began to piece together what had happened.

I appeared to be in an average bedroom. Beside me was a handsome looking man with black hair, and a scar on his face reading a book. When he saw I was awake, he immediately put down his book and turned to me. "hey there, soldier. How ya doing?"

downstairs with Tai Xiao long...

I set down several plates including an extra one for our special guest and put some bacon and eggs on each. "breakfast is served!" Qrow made his way down, and behind him came the mystery boy.

"welcome back to the land of the living, kid"

"yeah, no kidding. My name is john by the way." he said meanwhile rubbing his head.

"I must say" Qrow began "not many kids can go toe to toe with an Ursa like that" he shrugged, and sat down to eat.

"you got a family, john?" he looked down, and his expression fell.

"No." He said simply. My heart suddenly ached, and i began to wonder if I really had gotten soft.

"I'm sorry. Where are you from? It got a name?" I asked, hopeful that I might be able to return him to his hometown. He looked up at me, and his expression said it all. His eyes looked like the eyes of my father who had fought in the war. Like someone who had seen too much. It must not have happened long ago.

"Not anymore." Qrow's expression grew somber, knowing full well that if his village had been overrun, and they hadn't been called to help yet, then there would be no survivors to speak of. Except for him.

Poor kid...he redirected his attention back to his oatmeal, and continued eating. he shook his head. That's it! I'm adopting this kid. He needs a family. At that moment, the girls finally came down to eat. "Good morning daughters of mine. Meet your new brother, john!"

"Wha?..." he said weakly. I nodded. "Really? I wanna see!" ruby exclaimed, eager to meet her new sibling. Qrow chuckled. This could end very badly, but I'm doing it for John. Then I noticed his right arm was covered with bandages. "Whats wrong with your arm?" I asked. He diverted his eyes away. Touchy subject, then. "I...don't like to talk about it." I wonder what could be under those bandages?

Yay, john has a family. Woo. Anyways, review! I love getting feedback from you guys, so go ahead, do it! You know you want too ;)