Hey Guys! It's time for chapter two of Minecraftia Chronicles. It's only been since last Saturday, or maybe Friday. Whatever the case, this story is back. I would like to say thank you guys, all of you for the support, I trust you already know about my blog, which will have exclusive info on all of my stories no matter where they are. But enough of that stuff, strap in, and get ready for the ride.

Disclaimer: I do not own Minecraft, but I do own this story, as well as Sifting Sands. And on my fictionpress account, I own Story of Heroes.

Jake took one final glance at the redstone factory. He had worked hard on this building, and hated to leave it. He had already packed his inventory, although he didn't have much to bring. Some redstone blocks, a couple stacks of redstone dust, a fourth of a stack of iron blocks. Jake had also packed up a couple stacks of cookies and some cooked chicken (his favorite foods). A stack of wooden planks could be found in his supplies as well.

"Jake, are you done packing?" called out Alex from behind Jake.

He looked around. She had changed into a green tank top with blue skinny jeans and black boots. Her long orange hair was messily blowing around with every gust of wind.

"Yeah, I was just, uh, locking up for the last time. What're you bringing?"

Alex smiled. "I'm glad you asked. I've got some cake, a full set of diamond Blast protection four armor, which is also enchanted with fire resistance and unbreaking three."

"That figures, you have to have protection with all that TNT you carry." Jake commented. "And why cake, you know that it takes up a lot of inventory space."

"Yeah, well, it lasts long, and I have some a ton of wheat, sugar, milk and eggs, just in case."

Jake's grandfather, Bob, walked up behind them. "Alex? I didn't know you were coming!" he said with a look of shock on his face. He was wearing the same thing as yesterday, except the cotton flannel was blue striped.

"Ehh, I thought I'd tag along."

"Well, I assume you both are ready and packed?"

Jake and Alex nodded. "Grandpa, what are you packing?"

Bob looked inside his inventory. "Oh, just my trusty axe, some enderpearls, and some baked potatoes."

Alex looked surprised. Most of her life, she had known people who always would use some kind of armor. Except her older brother, who was so reckless he would hop around lava without so much as a bucket of water. What happened to him, Alex did not want to think about.

"So, Mr. Bob…"

"Please, call me grandpa." Bob interrupted Alex.

"Right, sorry, where to first grandpa?"

"Well, there is a Nether portal in the next town, where it's legal to travel to that dimension. However, the rails have not been set up to there, so I fear we will be walking."

"Grandpa, what do we need from the Nether anyways?" asked Jake.

"Blaze powder." Alex guessed, to which Bob nodded. "Combining blaze powder with an enderpearl makes an eye of ender, which could lead us to an End portal, which could get us to the End, the first place we look for clues."

Alex looked confused, wrinkles appearing on her forehead. "Clues for what? Jake what are you not telling me?"

"Jake my boy, how could you keep such an exciting development from your friend?"

"I'm sorry grandpa, Alex, listen, I'll explain on the way to the next town, okay?"

Alex thought for a second. "Okay, fine. Anyway,, we should get going. Lead the way, Mr. Bo-… I mean, grandpa."

Bob nodded, and the walk to the edge of town opposite of the side Jake went to the night before. From there, there was a shovel made path leading into the depths of the forest. Jake and Alex looked back. They were going to miss their town, nestled in a huge forest clearing. Bob wasn't though. He had spent several years there, to keep an eye on Jake, as his daughter and son in law asked him to. Now he was feeling alive again, going on a big adventure. Jake was explaining the story to Alex, and Bob realized even more how happy he was to have his grandson at his side on this journey.

"So grandpa, why not bring along the ender dragon egg? Wouldn't it be useful?"

"Oh, that's right, I forgot to tell you. I hatched the egg long ago, and hid it in the Nether, as not to attract attention keeping it with me. When we get there, I'll go find him, and you guys will handle the blazes. Do you think you can handle that?"

Jake and Alex nodded, and continued walking. Soon the trees became less dense, and they saw a sign that read: Lake Town up ahead! Population: One thousand. And, like the sign said, there was a large lake, but no town.

"We're here!" said Bob.

Alex looked around. "Uh, Jake, I think your grandpa is a little too old now."

"No he's not, look!" Jake pointed to a large glass pipe in the water.

"Oh... okay. So let's craft us up a boat." Alex responded.

"No," began Bob, "when we're in the Nether, you'll be glad you had a little swim." And with that, both bob and Jake jumped into the water.

Alex hesitated, and considered it for a full minute, before jumping in as well.

Okay, guys, that was the much waited for chapter two of Minecraftia Chronicles. I don't have much of an end of story banter, but if you haven't already, check out Sifting Sands, and check out my blog at

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