ROAR READERS IM BACKKKKKKKKK! Sorry it's been so long, but I've been doing grown sixteen year old things over summer. A thousand pardons and I hope yawl enjoy! Oh, and tell me if I should keep up first person, or stay with 3rd. Or both…

-Two Days after reaching the Fallen Kingdom-

Kalev

I stumbled, thrown into the room with such force that I couldn't stop myself from careening into a female's pillow-like chest. I would have been glad none of my friends could see any of this, but I would be glad to see ANYONE. I was stuck between embarrassment and anger at the men that dared attack the Temple of Lit's questing party. They sure had balls; not that I would let them keep them of course. I wanted their heads, and I'm not one to condone violence against other humans.

A rough shove sent me stumbling backwards and at least this time I was slightly more prepared.

"Sorry! No need to s-shove…" Looking up, I began bl-bl-blabbering as the most beautiful woman I had ever laid eyes upon was glaring down at me. Her teal hair practically glistened under the cheap glow stone and metal walls; red stone lamps to dime to count as a light source.

If I hadn't known any better I probably would have thrown myself at her feet and kissed her… nice looking over-knee cover boots.

"Come here." She stated in a flat tone, her voice a beckoning low timbre, with a touch of overtones, making a serene wavering noise that made it sound as if she were singing. As I waited and basically basked in her glory, she huffed, and stomped over to me. Or glided would be a better description…

Grabbing my tee shirt roughly, the Minecraftian stuck her face close to mine, as if inspecting me.

"Miss, what are you-?!"

"Ssh…" Her glittery teal hair practically sparkled under the glow stone torches; did I say that twice? Backing away after letting my face go, she looked up at the ceiling, as if thinking to herself. Her attire was loose and flowing, a short cut robe that went down to her fingertips, and a pair of mean looking heeled thigh boots. Both were a cyan colour, and her alabaster skin looked great with the colours. I blushed and I felt my ears go red with heat as I thought such things.

"Err, are you from the desert lands down south, past Crystal Country?" She certainly had that gypsy like air, although she seemed too pale to actually be from the desert lands. However, the desert canteen strapped to her thigh gave it all away. I guess she could have been some sort of albino; although I had never before seen a teal haired girl.

The women looked a few years older than me, but I didn't let that faze me; she was breathtaking and I couldn't help it damn it! I'm a guy and we let our libido's rule! At least I kept miner somewhat in control.

"Yes… now be quiet." She opened her mouth to speak again, but closed it quickly as the metal door to rather nice room, if you will, was flung open; two guards entering with drawn swords. I growled, staring down the armed men encased in full plate armor; there was no way I would be able to overpower even one of them without a dagger or other weapon…

That very same gypsy girl leapt to me, as I noticed her do from the corner of my eye.

"What are you-!?" I was grabbed by the side of the shirt, and swung around.

Everything went slow for a few seconds, me staring into this random girl's eyes, as she poked my forehead with something. Her soft lips crushed against mine, and my eyes probably bugged out. I swore I tasted blueberries, but I could have been very wrong. Maybe I was hallucinating. Not really sure. Mainly because I was to engrossed in the pain of her slamming her forehead into mine. A sharp, almost unbearable stab of pain burst through my head, moving down into my body, and I could only register that the lady was still kissing me.

The two guards raced to us, and right before pulling us apart, I swore I heard her whisper something.

A name…

Vela…?

So…

Very…

Pretty….

:::_,_ sometime later):::

I sat up quickly; truthfully almost at a blinding speed, and squinted as the harsh light above me burned my eyes and made my head ache all the more. A balding man was in front of me, and I refrained from trying to cover my head to stop the light.

"Hello there son. My name is Fredrick of the Federal Union Defense Forces. You are currently suspected to be a part of a terrorist plot to overthrow our military leader."

Fuck.