Hello readers, I am Vinarth! If you stay tuned, you'll find that this story will be different than most other Minecraft fanfics. Please review! (It motivates me to write faster)

PART I

Chapter 2 - The Girl

_Steve woke up just before sunset like he always did. He stood up, stretching his legs and arms to prepare for another dangerous night. He heard his stomach growl and realized how much it hurt from lack of nutrition. Searching the pockets of his baggy cargo shorts, all he found was the guide he had been writing on a piece of birch bark and a thin strip of meat. With a great deal of self control, he managed to savor the taste in his mouth rather than just inhaling it.

_Sighing, he picked up his makeshift wooden sword for protection. The process of making it had taken all the spare time away from three days; he had to find dry, unrotted wood on the ground, cut it to size, and shape the blade with a stone. Crafting one like it in the Minecraft computer game took just a few seconds.

_He continued on his way, as the last bit of sun slipped under the horizon. He was only three weeks into this ordeal and the only things he wore were his shorts and sneakers, which were starting to wear thin. He was sweaty, blistered, bruised, and sunburned. On top of that was the malnutrition and monsters; any normal person would've given up and quietly died of exhaustion. Having recently seen the bones of someone who came before him, Steve was getting ready to do just that.

_The sky grew dark, and the moon came out. Night was here. Danger was here. Nothing explained the number of monsters that spontaneously appeared as soon as the light level dropped.

_Steve stuffed his sword in back of his pants and climbed a tall pine. This lookout helped him most nights until the spiders came. Standing on top of it, he could scan his surroundings for monsters; if a large group of mobs was getting closer, climbing down and running would be the safest option.

_Seeing that nothing dangerous was in his vicinity, Steve started looking off in the distance. Scanning the horizon he saw a black figure and could barely making it out. Squinting, he looked harder. Then he heard static.

_"Oh...Shit! Enderman!" Steve breathed, his heart beginning to accelerate. But there's no way anything can teleport, except in video games, He reassured himself. But at that moment, it disappeared. Something sank in Steve's stomach as goosebumps shot up his neck. Frozen in fear, his brain shouted one thing: "RUN"

_Steve jumped out of the tree and onto a zombie, cushioning the long drop, and ran for his life. He looked back, the enderman was about 80 meters away and almost recognizable. Steve cursed under his breath at how bad the night was going. Usually he didn't have to start running until an hour or two before sunrise, never the whole night.

_The static became louder until it was the only thing he could hear. Looking over his shoulder, its gaping jaw and purple eyes burned into his vision. Steve tried to press on, but realized that no amount of running would ever get him away from an enemy that teleports.

_The enderman teleported right in front of him, bringing him to an immediate stop. "So this is how it ends" Steve said and chuckled. He drew his wooden sword and accepted his inevitable bloody death.

_Seeing the sword, the enderman disappeared and Steve stood there confused. Was it scared of my weapon?

_Suddenly, there was a teleport noise behind him and with it came a blow to the side of his head.

_The crack of Steve's skull fracturing echoed through the forest. Steve fell to the ground; barely conscious, he looked up at the enderman for mercy. Zombies started to crowd around at the thought of fresh human flesh. As they closed in, Steve said a quick prayer to God asking for heaven.

_Suddenly, an explosion shook the earth and two of the zombies fell over in pain. Steve looked up to see what was happening. The dust cleared and a teenage girl emerged.

_She spun around and kicked a zombie's face in while grabbing another and throwing it against a tree. The two remaining slowly backed up and ran away.

_Smiling, she stared straight at the enderman, challenging him. The jaw reopened and the enderman disappeared in a flash of purple particles. The girl then counted on her fingers to three and curled up in a ball. The enderman reappeared, swinging at where her head used to be and missed, the ball she was in emitted a bright light followed by another explosion; this one twice as strong as the previous. The enderman fell to the ground, knocked out and severely burned.

_The girl swayed her hips as she walked over to Steve. But instead of going for him, she grabbed his wooden sword. She walked back over to the enderman, cut off his head, and grabbed the ender pearl inside.

_"W-who?" was all Steve could make out. He couldn't take the throbbing in his head anymore and blacked out.

_The girl walked over to his limp body and smiled. "Finally, someone like me! A human!" She grabbed him by the wrist and dragged him to her house in the cave. "I can't wait until you wake up!"

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_Steve felt a strange warmth radiating on his body. He opened his eyes to find that he was only a few meters away from a lava pit in a small cave. He began to move, and with great difficulty, sat up. A sharp pain returned to his forehead and he doubled over in pain. Reaching up, he found his head was bandages with some sort of cloth, soaked with dry blood.

_His headache was too much, and he was forced to lie back down. How long was I out? How did I get here? Who's taking care of me? Turning his head to the entrance answered his questions. The girl that had saved him was sleeping against a wall, facing him.

_Steve was instantly amazed by her beauty, at how healthy she seemed for someone who lived in this world. Her long orange hair spilled out of her green creeper hoodie that stopped just below her waist. Because of the angle she was sitting, he was able to look up her hoodie at her forrest green panties, which seemed a size too small. Steve tore his eyes away, scolding himself for being such a pervert. Wow was she cute! The silky skin, small breasts and everything else; and I don't even know her yet!

_The girl began to stir and Steve pretended to still be asleep. She pulled her hoodie a little lower, realizing that it was revealing, and knelt beside Steve.

_"Hey," She whispered, stroking his shoulders, "It's morning, Mr. Human. Time to get up," She began to take off the bandages as Steve pretended to wake up.

_"Ugg..." He groaned, slightly in pain as the cloths were removed. "How long was I out?" He asked, looking up at her.

_"About seven hours; sunrise should be soon. Anyway, do you want some bread Mr. Human?"

_Steve couldn't refuse the bread. He hadn't eaten well since he got here, and there was more than enough to go around. "Who are you?" He asked between mouthfuls.

_"The human who saved you" she replied.

_"I know that much, I was conscious until you cut off the enderman's head. I meant what's your name?"

_"My name?"

_"Yes... Your name." Steve repeated, a little confused.

_"Ummm... I believe the name I was assigned was Cupa"

_"Cupa? Hmm... interesting. Anyway, the name's Steve; not Mr. Human. Why were you calling me that?"

_"You are a human right?"

_"Don't I look like one?"

_"Well looks can be deceiving..."

_"What's that supposed to–"

_"Come on, lets watch the sunrise!" She shot up and started toward a set of stairs. Steve tried to get up too, but lost balance and fell back down. The second time he got up, Cupa was there to help him keep his balance.

_"Thanks."

_"Come on, we're gonna miss it!"

_They were much closer to the surface than he thought, meaning that Steve only had to climb one flight of stairs in his weakened condition. Cupa lowered Steve onto a log and sat beside him. Sunrise really was beautiful. Its chalky red sky marked the end of night, the end of fear, the end of paranoia. Zombies and Skeletons burned up, Spiders retreated to their nooks, and Creepers despawned. Only to come back the following night of course, but it was a beautiful calm between storms.

_As they sat there in silence, Steve's head began spinning. This girl? Who is she? What did she mean when she said "looks can be deceiving"; what else other than a human could I be? How is she undamaged by this world? She doesn't even have calluses for God's sake! And although it's entirely possible I was hallucinating at the time; I could've sworn I saw her blow up. Twice! His brain hurt thinking about it, his brain hurt not thinking about it. Speaking of my head, he felt around my head, and sure enough there was a really soft spot in the back right. It doubled the pain to the touch. That bastard enderman broke my skull! It's a wonder I'm still alive! Cupa was saying something about how pretty the sun was; but Steve couldn't hear her because the pain increased to the point where it engulfed his other senses. As his brain swelled, Steve blacked out again.