A/N:Hey, Ender here. I don't have anything to say so on with the chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to Minecraft
The trip from the End to the Overworld is one that I will never forget. Before leaving the End, I had transformed out of my Enderkind form, as Mist had suggested that my wings, tail and antennae would draw unwanted attention in the Overworld. Apparently, Crafters were suspicious of creatures who did not look like themselves.
When Shadow barged into my room, that he was trying to stop me from leaving, as he is overprotective most of the time. Well all of the time in fact. What had really surprised me was that Illusion had stepped in to stop Shadow from preventing me from leaving. I had thought that Illusion would always side with Shadow, but apparently that was not the case. As I jumped through the portal, I lost consciousness.
When I awoke, it was as if all of the light had been taken from the world.
*It is magic blindness* said Mist *It is sometimes a side effect of unstable portals. It should go away after not too long.*
All of a sudden, I heard a strange sound from behind me.
"What was that?" I gasped.
*I do not know.* said Mist, a note of concern in her voice *You have to remember that I can not see if you can't. Just stay still and quiet and maybe whatever it is will not notice you.*
I sat perfectly still on the ground where I had arrived in the realm, hoping that the creatures would not find me. After a few minutes, I felt the faint warmth that had filled the world lessen, and I said to Mist I think that it is really night now.
*It would seem so.* she agreed *But I think that your vision is recovering, so that is good.*
Yeah I agreed At least I will be able to see what is going on.
A loud twanging noise sounded, and I felt a breeze brush against my cheek. Instinctively, I turned to see what had passed by me, and saw with my partly returned vision, a thin spike with a feathered end sticking out of the block next to me.
*It seems that someone is shooting at us.* observed Mist *I wonder who or what it is.*
"Right now I am not that worried about finding out" I whispered "I would much rather focus on staying alive if you do not minds."
*Right, my bad.* apologized Mist. Another arrow impeded itself in the tree above my head. This caused my instincts to kick in. I did not care that I could barely see, all I knew was that I wanted to get away from what was shooting me. I jumped up from where I was huddled under a tree and ran in the opposite direction from where the arrows has emerged from. As I ran, my vision began to improve, just enough so that I was able to avoid running into any of the trees that were all around me.
I stopped suddenly and stood perfectly still when I saw a group of figures standing not far in front of me.
Who are they? I asked Mist.
*I do not know.* she said.
And why are they moaning? I asked.
*Um I do not think that they are Crafters* said Mist *I think that they are zombies. That means that you should run.*
I stood still for a moment, indecisive of if I should run or stay put where I was. The choice was taken from me when one of the zombies noticed me and started to stumble towards me slowly but surely. This made up my mind, and I ran off in another direction, hoping that no other creatures of the night would find me.
I was not to be so lucky though. Not soon after leaving the grove filled with zombies, I heard a pattering sound, resembling the movement of many feet coming from above me. Writing it off as just my imagination, I continued on my way, wondering how I was going to accomplish anything if I was constantly trying to protect myself from the creatures of the night. I also wondered why I had not seen Crafter activity of any kind, ad I thought they were extremely active in this realm.
*I think that you just got unlucky* said Mist *And you have only been able to travel through a small area, in the dark as well. Crafters are found all over, I am sure that it will not be too long before we meet one.*
The pattering sound increased both in speed and volume. Then a pair of gigantic spiders seemed to fall from the sky and land one in front, one in back of me.
*They jumped out of the trees* said Mist *You need to get out of here otherwise they are going to wreck you.*
How? I asked Mist They are blocking the only ways that I could run.
It was true. The spiders blocked the way behind and in front of me, and tightly packed trees blocked my other routes of travel.
*I do not know* said Mist *Figure something out. Why do I have to have all of the answers.*
I was about to protest that I had no idea what to do either in this situation, when I heard the distinct sound of an Enderman teleporting not far from me. The tall black figure came over to the spiders and said "This one is under my protection. Do not harm her."
"Of course" chittered one of the spiders "We would not have even considered such a thing if not for the fact that she is a Crafter, and they are not usually under your people's protection."
I was about to protest that I was not a Crafter when mist said *Perhaps it is better that they believe you are of this realm. The fewer creatures who know of who you truly are, the better the chances of staying under Teloxen's radar.*
Mist's words made sense, and so for once I decided to keep my mouth shut. The spiders crawled off into the forest after taking one last look at the Enderman to make sure that they were not to be followed.
Once they were gone, the Enderman asked "Are you ok child?"
"Yeah, I am ok" I said. Then a thought occurred to me. "How did you know I needed help anyway?"
"I was just in the area and sensed that a friend was in trouble." said the Enderman "I would have don it for any of our allies."
"Well thanks for the help" I said "But I shall be going now, so goodbye." I stared into the Enderman's eyes, knowing that it made them uncomfortable, and silently dared him to protest. After a few seconds of this, the Enderman made a gesture of farewell and teleported away, to places unknown, and I was alone once more in the depths of the nighttime forest. Before now, I had not truly considered the implications of being alone in the dark. But now, after the spiders had attacked me, I felt as if a creature lurked behind every tree and tuft of grass.
I walked slowly between the tree trunks, which were spaced farther apart here, almost as if they marked a corridor for the passage of creatures of the night. After every few paces, I felt the urge to turn and look behind myself, for I felt that I was being followed. Each time though, my searches saw nothing more than the bare tree trunks that were all around me.
*Stop worrying* said Mist *The dark brings paranoia to many, and rarely is there a reason for concern* Not long after Mist had said this, I heard a faint hissing noise coming from directly behind me right when I was about to turn and look to see if I had been snuck up upon in the few moments since I had last checked.
I was going to turn around and see what creature of the night had hidden itself behind me, when a figure stepped out from behind some low hanging branches and said in a quiet voice that somehow managed to reach my ears quite clearly despite the noises of the forest all around me "Do not turn, do not move. We would not want the Creeper to be startled and blow you up now would we."
Standing perfectly still, I dared to move my eyes to watch the strange figure as they approached me. The figure was about an inch shorter than me, and moved with a confidence that I envied, as if the dark and noise filled forest was where they belonged. I wished that I could feel that confident about being here, but I felt out of place, even though my Crafter form allowed me to conceal my wings, antennae and tail. The figure reached a spot behind me, and I heard a male voice conversing with what I assumed was the Creeper.
After a few moments, the figure reappeared and said "You can move now."
I turned to see that the Creeper had moved a little way off from where I was standing. The figure had also pushed back his hood, revealing messy brown hair and light, gray-green eyes. He appeared to be looking me over, and I self consciously brushed back a strand of my long black hair out of my eyes.
After a moment, he said "You are hurt. Is it bad?" Confused, I followed his gaze to a place on my arm where there was a long cut. I must have gotten it at some point during the night and not have noticed it due to the adrenaline flowing through me. Now that I realized I was I wounded, the pain showed itself, making me sway unsteadily.
"Here, let me help you" said the figure, carefully taking hold of my uninjured arm and guiding me into a sitting position "I am Izra. And you?"
"Ender" I said, wincing a bit as another flash of pain appeared as he moved my arm to where he could see it more easily. He pulled out a torch and lit it so that he could examine my arm. As he did so, he turned to me in surprise and asked "You are not from around here are you?"
Trying to appear clam when I was frantically trying to figure out how he could have figure that out, I asked "What do you mean?"
"I mean that you are not from this area. A few things give it away" said Izra "For one thing, few Crafters stay out at night unprepared, and the ones that do usually hide in tiny dirt huts. Also, any Crafter knows that Creepers are dangerous and should be avoided."
"You did not" I pointed out "Why is that?"
"It is complicated" said Izra "The real reason that I know you are not from around here is that you have purple blood."
*Busted* laughed Mist *He has got you all figured out*
Shut it Mist I thought. To Izra, I said "Well now that you know, please do not tell anyone. I do not want them to hunt me."
"Why would they do that?" asked Izra in confusion.
I sighed. He had figured out so much, and yet he still did not understand what I was.
"I am one of the Enderkind" I said "and I have heard that we are not exactly welcome around here."
"Well you are right about that" said Izra "If anyone else had found you, they probably would have killed you or brought you to Steve or Notch. Fortunately for you though, I am the one who found you. Now let's get your arm bandaged up and I will take you with me to where I stay. You will have to act like a Crafter though, otherwise you will be in great danger.
"Got it" I said "I hop it is not a mistake to trust you"
"So do I Ender" said Izra "So do I."
A/N:I hope that you enjoyed this chapter. Please review and leave questions for the characters. I hope that you all have a great day and I shall see you all next chapter. Bye! :D
