So here is chapter two now. Just a note my OC appears in this chapter so when you see a strange name its just my character. Anyways, enjoy and please review if you have the time.

Chapter Two

"Gavin wait!" Michael yelled as the Brit rushed off with amazing speed.

Michael was just about to take off as well when he tripped on a rock and fell, hard.

"Mother fucker that hurt!" Michael hissed as he got to his feet, trying to take off again, only to find his ankle wasn't going to allow it, "this is why I hate outdoors! This is why I hate videogames! Fucking son of a bitch!"

With a few more swears, alerting everything within miles that he was there, he slowly started walking, limping badly because of his new injury.

Meanwhile Gavin was gaining ground, closing in on the animal until he caught it. As the startled naked sheep rushed off Gavin stooped to pick up the white wool left behind, placing it in his hoodie. He turned to look for Michael, but realized that his friend was nowhere to be found.

Gavin began to panic; why didn't he ever make sure that Michael was following him? Gavin started walking in what he hoped was the way he'd come just as it started to rain.

"Oh brilliant" Gavin grumbled, pulling his hood up in an attempt to keep dry.

He continued to walk, shivering partly from the rain, partly in fear that he'd never find Michael. He should have heard the sudden footsteps behind him, he should have been able to sense something around him, but his current worry fogged his thoughts. Suddenly something pounced on him, digging claws into his back and snarling loudly right in his ear.

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Niena sat on the hillside, gazing at the treetops as she bit into an apple. A small whine came from beside her and she looked down to see her wolf, Ashclaw, gazing up at her with big pleading eyes.

Niena smiled, "you hungry? Here you go"

Taking a piece of raw meat out she tossed it to her companion who devoured it quickly before looking up at his owner for more.

Niena laughed softly, "I'm sorry bud, I don't have anymore."

Suddenly there was a rustle ahead of them and a flash of bright green was seen through the dense leaves, making both of them instantly alert.

"Creeper" Niena said softly, whipping out her glowing enchanted bow and arrow, the arrow immediately bursting into flames.

Ashclaw was on his feet instantly, growling, but unmoving. Niena waited until it got closer before she clicked her tongue, a signal for her wolf to attack. Ashclaw sprinted off, teeth bared and snarling. Niena was quick to follow, getting to her wolf just as he reached the creature.

"OW!"

Niena paused in her movements… creepers don't say ow, they don't even make a sound.

"Teeth and claws. And teeth…and claws and bloody hell, get this thing off me!" the figure shouted as it wrestled with the wolf.

"Ashclaw!" Niena shouted, "Ashclaw stop, that's not a creeper."

Instantly the wolf froze, quickly climbing off the stranger and retreating to his owner's side. Niena once again raised her bow, aiming straight at the stranger.

"Who are you?" she questioned harshly as the figure sat up.

"Can't a bloke bloody have a second to recover" the person said, a British accent obvious within his voice.

"You're a stranger, I don't like strangers, now take off your hood so I can see your face"

The person grumbled and reached for his hood but took his hand away for a moment, gazing down at it, now bright red with fresh blood. Niena heard a slight gagging sound followed by a few coughs, seemed like the guy wasn't a fan of blood.

"If you're done, can you take off your hood now" Niena said after he finished.

Slowly the person reached for their hood again and let it fall. Niena quickly took in the messy light brown hair, the bright blue green eyes, the famous big nose and knew instantly who it was. Now normally Niena would have freaked seeing her favorite AH boy, but she was Hothien, the skillful huntress. She wasn't about to let go of her cool and calm Minecraft character to start acting like a squealing fangirl.

"Gavin Free" she said calmly, lowering her bow, "well you're obviously not a threat."

"What's that suppose to mean?" Gavin demanded as Niena placed her bow on her back.

"I've seen you game, you're not that good" she replied simply, taking out bandages from her pocket and slowly approaching him.

"What you doing?" Gavin asked, backing away a bit.

"Oh relax, I just wanted to bandage up your wounds so you won't get infected. Unless you'd rather just continue bleeding and gagging."

After a few moments of silence and debating Gavin slowly held out his bleeding arm.

"That's what I thought" she said, taking out medicine, "now hold still, this might sting a bit."

It was silent for a couple minutes, only interrupted by small hisses from Gavin as the medicine was applied to his wounds. As Niena was cleaning his cheek she could feel his eyes on her. Niena was tempted to meet those eyes, but knew if she did all her cool would probably vanish.

As the stranger was fixing Gavin's injuries he was able to get a better look at her. She was dressed in a kind of huntress outfit with colors that matched the forest. Her face had soft features, giving her a kind look. But her dark brown eyes were ablaze with a strong spirit. The more Gavin looked the more he realized how pretty she was, but there was so much mystery to her, a mystery that for some reason he was eager to solve.

"There, you're all done" she said at last, quickly glancing over him to make sure she did get everything.

Niena slowly started to rise again when she felt a hand on her wrist. She looked down to see Gavin gazing up at her, "please, what is your name?"

Before she could reply there was a loud rustle from beside them. In one swift move Niena had her bow drawn and pointed at the figure who just emerged.

"Oh sh-" came another familiar voice, their hands held up in surrender.

"Rage Quit" Niena said softly as she lowered her bow, "should have known you'd be around."

"Do I know you?" Michael asked in confusion.

Niena laughed softly, "no, but I know you."

Michael glanced over at Gavin, suddenly noticing his friend was hurt, "Gavin, what happened?"

"Nothing, just a mix up. This girl…wait, where'd she go?" Gavin said, gazing around for the mysterious girl, "she was here just a second ago."

Michael gazed around as well, unable to see anything, "whatever, we need to haul ass, its going to get dark soon."

Michael helped Gavin to his feet and started to walk off, his ankle still screaming in protest, but he hid the pain from his friend, or tried to.

"Michael, you're hurt" Gavin observed softly.

"It's nothing, a fucking rock just got in my way" Michael replied.

Without a word Gavin came over to Michael's bad side and brought his arm up so it was resting on his shoulders. Michael met his friend's eye, sending a silent thank you as they started off again.