The Adventure Begins

As my group of 'crafters and I headed through the streets of ArchHold, toward the railway that would take us to a stronghold, groups of other 'crafters crowded the sidewalk, held only at bay by the soldiers sent to keep them from overwhelming us. And why wouldn't they? We were going to kill the Ender Dragon, a beast that had threatened to annihilate the entire city. After all, we were saving them, and slaying the beast could only be done once per world. Walking down the streets, we waved and smiled, as we agreed, to keep the public image of us positive. I walked alongside Jenna, the co-leader of the group and an expert with a bow, as was I.

"It's hard to imagine we are really doing this. Really going after the most feared beast in the world," she whispered so quietly, I barely heard her.

"Yeah, but we need to do this, to end its threat to the city. And if we fail, it could mean losing everything we love."

"Then stay close," she nodded, shuffling slightly towards me. I always thought she liked me, but it seemed now that it was in more of a big brother way. She acted as if she needed my protection, though she often bragged about how many ways she could kill someone with an arrow, with or without a bow.

The other members of the party fell in line with me, double-file. Behind me, there was Jason, and next to him Jack. They were often chatting, and were, as they said, "Bros to the close." I knew they would risk their life for each other, but I didn't know if they would do the same for the others. Behind those two were Allan and Kat. They were obviously infatuated with each other, but didn't show it openly. Right now, they both had their poker faces on, but from the right angle, you could tell they were holding hands.

Finally, at the back, was Raven. He was a lone wolf, and stuck to himself. He wasn't much of a talker, but most of the women in ArchHold fawned over him. The strong silent type, or whatever sort of B.S.

After what seemed like a marathon's walk, we reached the carts. Each of us hopping into our own, we then sailed down the tracks, dead silent. The cheering of the crowds was soon gone as we descended into the murky depths that were ArchHold's underground. Down here, lighting was sparse, as this route was rarely traveled. After all, the whole stronghold wasn't even cleared out. We didn't even know where the portal was. This whole thing was going to be a mess. We just had to hope that things went well. We couldn't afford to lose someone before the fighting even began.

{Congratulations, you've just finished the first chapter of Twin Worlds. I hope you've enjoyed so far, and I would love any suggestions in the comments. Maybe we will have some character contests in the future, or something. A new chapter soon, maybe tomorrow? Fingers crossed!}