The Next Day

Louise's Point of View

Once again Louise awoke stiff and sore, with an irritable sigh she pulled herself up off the ground, getting ready to move out and forage for food she checked her remaining supplies. Checking her supplies she noticed they had begun to dwindle getting dangerously low. "Looks like I need to stock up" she thought bitterly taking out the sword from the chest and slinging the backpack over her shoulder, she hesitated not particularly liking the idea of killing animals but to survive she'd need to adapt or she'd starve to death.

Louise leaned out of the doorway checking to make sure the surrounding area was free from harmful creatures, before leaving the safety of her home she took a drink from the river then headed out to hunt.

It wasn't hard for Louise to find more cows and pig, there was a good sized herd on the other side of hill that the cove was located with one thought entering her mind at the sight of them "Food". Thankfully the animals weren't very bright, once hit they would moo or squeal loudly, run around in circles then continue to graze as if nothing happed. Looking around as she wiped her bloodied hands on her skort legs, Louise noticed that pigs and cows weren't the only animals around. Smiling sadly as she walked over to the white wooled sheep flock and struck down three of them "Looks like I'll be sleeping comfortably tonight" she thought as a raspy chuckle escaped from her damaged vocal chords.

Satisfied with the amount of meat she had, Louise headed back to her home caring the wool in her arms so it wouldn't get as dirty as it would have in her backpack. Opening the door with her foot Louise hurriedly put the meat inside the furnace to cook. While that was happening she searched through the chest and found only three planks left. Pouting she knew it was enough for what she needed but that meant that a few trees needed to be chopped down as well.

At the crafting table Louise quickly made a bed which she in her surprise knew how to make. How though was beyond her but she didn't let it bother her too much. Placing down the bed Louise left the cosy home so she could freshen up. Jumping into the river Louise used handfuls of sand to scrub out the blood on her skort and finger nails. Once clean she clambered onto the river bank and lay on the soft grass to dry in the warm early afternoon sun to dry.

? Point of View

The soft patter of feet echoed off the high cracked stone walls as the elderly villager made his way down one of the haunting passage ways in the mansion like castle. His breaths came in short bursts as he had not needed to move at this pace for what felt like centuries.

Upon reaching his destination. The elderly man allowed himself to lean against the wall to catch his breath and to ease the crippling ache in his sides. "Notch… Jebs… why is this happening? Why haven't you saved us from this horror?" he wheezed wiping a bead of sweat from his wrinkled brow.

Once his breathing was back to normal the elderly man pushed open the door to the large throne chamber. Fear slowly made its way into his frail body as he stepped into the poorly lit room making his way towards the figure sat upon the redstone and obsidian throne.

"Report" the figures voice boomed through the dark room causing the elder to fall to his bony knees in fright. "Y-yes my lord… the g-girl is in Minecraftia on Vanilla" he stuttered unable to hide the fear over whelming him as the gaze of his master bore into him, his eyes were deep and dark, impossible to read and they peered into his soul with an icy intensity.

"Good" the figure stated again in the same booming voice causing the elder to cry out before bursting into a shower amethyst and glittering redstone dust. Getting up from his throne the figure descended the stairs that lead down from the elevated throne. Willing the dust and gems to come to him, a sharp toothed grin crept its way onto his lips. "Soon, I will harvest your essence and no one will be able to stop me" he purred before a sinister cackle escaped him. His echoing laugh lingered over the burnt stone where a man once stood as moving forward he exited the room.

Louise's Point of View

Once Louise felt dry she got up and headed back inside to collect her axe. Before leaving though she would take out the cooked steak and replace it with the raw pork. When her task was complete Louise headed to the top of the hill and started cutting down the trees while replanting any saplings that feel from the leafy branches.

Small Time Skip

Dusk was upon the land as Louise finished her task heading back home with an aching back and splintered hands but enough wood to last a good few weeks. "Ouch little bastard," She thought wincing as she plucked out another splinter from her hand after she finished she stretched out on her bed. Sighing she got and moved over to the chest taking out two of the freshly cooked pork chops, sitting back down on the bed she devoured them hungrily before laying back down on the bed letting her tired feet recover, as she lay there she watched the shadows on the ceiling of her home as they danced in the flickering light of the torches.

"Kinda gets a little lonely out here" She thought wondering where she had come from and if where she had come from people were looking for her? Did they care that she wasn't with them? Lost in her thoughts and mesmerised by the dancing shadows Louise failed to notice the glowing eyes looking at her from across the river. A small tear escaped her eye without her noticing as she fell into a deep sleep.

Enderman's Point of View

The lone enderman tilted its black head in curiosity at the creature hiding in the cave. It didn't feel the same as others like it that it had seen. Why was this one so different?

Taking the risk the curious enderman teleported into the room and walked over to the sleeping Louise. Leaning closer to get a better look at the sleeping skin. Frowing slightly the enderman noticed something on the underside of her left wrist, leaning forward the enderman's glowing purple eyes widened in surprise.

That wasn't right. Why was the mark only an outline? "Master must know" it said quietly in a voice that was barely a whisper. With one final look at the sleeping Louise, the enderman teleported back to its original spot across the river before teleporting back to the end. Back to his master.