While looking at a calendar I realized that this is the last chapter before Christmas… Happy Christmas? I'm not very good at stuff like that, but… Just enjoy yourself, spend time with someone you like, love and be happy. That's what it should be about, right? I'll try to write more, when my break will begin, so that would be my gift for you. Anyway, let's start.

I'm bored' - thought

"I'm bored"- dialogue

I don't own Minecraft or Mobtalker, only OC is mine.

Aiden got up and looked down. His shirt was completely destroyed… But it wasn't the most important thing now. He took a deep breath to calm down. The fight didn't go so well for him.

The woman analyzed her opponent. Even if he had lost, it still was harder to take him down than she originally thought. But even now he could be dangerous. The boy began looking around, as he was looking for something. She quickly took a notice of two swords laying near a table.

"Don't try anything stupid. Next time, it will end differently." She walked towards the swords and picked them up. But they weren't just some normal swords. They were surprisingly well made. It made her wonder, where did the man got them.

Aiden was reckless sometimes, but attacking her now would be on a whole new level of stupidity. He wasn't sure what should he do now.

"Are you… going to just stand here? And wait until Andr is back?" He asked, trying to avoid anything wrong he could say. His guess was that it a single word could decide the fate of his life. The teen felt like he was walking through a minefield.

"Yes." She simply answered, without looking at him.

"Can I… update my armor? I was in middle of doing that." At first fighting, now talking… He felt like this was a thing that is going to happen often.

"That would make our fight a little bit more fair, wouldn't it?" She turned around and spun his sword one time. "Are you the maker of those? They feel balanced, not some pitiful ones the locals use." She may not like him, but information is power. Besides, it was hard to find somebody that can create such things.

"Yeah… I'm no blacksmith, just an… ability of mine" Aiden wished he asked Andr before if his crafting was special, or not.

"Really? She walked towards him, with a small grin. "Could you show me then?" A woman walking towards him with a sword and what it seemed, an unclear idea was terrifying to say at least.

"S-Sure" She followed him to a crafting table, with a one of the swords for any surprises.

Aiden knew that making something now wasn't the best idea. Some psycho with a sword right next to him, while he was working? No problem at all.

With a slightly trembling hand, he took a few pieces of leather, black dye and placed them on the box. The woman just stood, almost too close for his liking and watched the progress.

The boy decided to craft a pair of tall shoes, still sticking with simple things. They would need to be comfortable, but durable enough to last a long time. The sole should also be rather strong, for combat and different terrain. He closed his eyes and gulped, hoping that everything would be fine. After pushing the parts together the exact image from his mind was laying on the crafting box.

The girl was really amazed by this ability, but of course wasn't showing it. From raw materials, he was able to craft without any tools in a matter of a few seconds.

"How are you able to do such thing?" For a moment, she forgot to use her normal tone. It sounded… almost friendly.

"I could ask you the same about your teleportation… I guess it's natural for me." After being thrown into a new world ability to craft didn't feel special at all. Aiden wondered about the next thing he should craft.

The girl continued to watch him work. The more she talked with him, the more she understood what is so important about him. Watching the surroundings actually made sense now.

She traveled quite a lot in the past, but there wasn't even a mentioning of such ability.

Aiden started to worry about the situation he was in. It looked like Andr wouldn't be arriving soon, and this… woman was occupied with watching for now. Making a full armor seemed like a good idea, just in case.

His next goal was to make simple clothes. Aiden took some of the leather and placed it on the table. His hand was over, the black dye, but the boy decided to see what would happen if he didn't add any. After closing his eyes, the teen focused on a simple shirt. The cloth appeared on the crafting box, the color of it was a very light gray, almost like white. He picked it up to see if the size was right.

Yet again, the man created something, from just materials. She was now sure, that it wasn't any trick.

"Uh… I'm afraid that you need to leave." Aiden said, really hoping that it would work.

"Ha! Funny, why give me one reason wh- Oh." She noticed the new shirt and his old one, with a hole.

"You see, I'm going to make a full new set, so… Things might get awkward" He scratched the back of his neck with his right hand.

"I understand. I'll be outside, maybe miss Andr is close by. I'm going to borrow these." The woman headed towards the door, picked the other sword and left.

Aiden was finally alone, which made crafting much easier. The presence of a girl that could attack you any moment wasn't helping.

He took off his jumper and an old shirt, slowly getting used to gloves.

The new shirt was perfect. It wasn't too long and most importantly the size was correct.

Like everything he had, his jeans were also stood out of the crowd. With more confidence than later, he crafted a pair of black trousers without much effort. Aiden took off his jeans and thought for a moment. Was there a need for new underwear? He decided to ignore that problem and tried on his new cloth.

The casual clothing was finally done. Now, the serious armor…

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Aiden worked on it for about twenty minutes. The mysterious girl hasn't returned yet, which was a good thing, but also a little troubling. Maybe the Andr was finally back?

The ready pieces of the new armor were laying around, some on the crafting box, some on the table, even on his bed. It might take a small amount of time, but the boy was already tired. The excitement was however much higher. He began putting on all of the parts, to see if they even would work together.

The first thing was the light chest armor. It wasn't that much of an armor, but simply a long sleeve shirt, with enhanced parts on the chest. The sleeves were long enough, to be placed underneath the gloves; in that way, there wouldn't be any skin showing.

In the future, he planned to use iron for some parts, such as chest armor, but for now this had to be enough.

Aiden sat on the bed, with two leather knee pads in hands. Each one of them had four stripes. He placed a pad on his knee, and tied them around his leg. It was comfortable and didn't disturb any movement. He repeated the process on the other leg.

After that, the teen put on a belt with a sword holder around his waist. The holder was on his left hip, but he couldn't test it out because of… obvious reason.

At first he had trouble with the holder for the second sword. It couldn't be connected to the belt like the other one, simply because it was too long. His final choice was to make something like a quiver, but instead a sword holder.

The only cloth left, was the hardest one to make. It was a black leather coat with a hood. The back of the coat was long, shaped into V with a cut in the middle, so while moving it wouldn't block his legs. Aiden put it on, and was annoyed by the lack of a mirror. Going to the river wasn't an available option.

Aiden had no idea how much time had passed. That girl wasn't too friendly, but she might be in danger. He went outside and immediately noticed her. The sun was almost completely gone, the sky was covered in orange color. And she… she was just standing and watching it fade away.

He walked towards her, not sure if he was interrupting something.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" She said, still looking at the sky. It made her completely forget about any problems.

"It has its charm… I got kind of used to it honestly." He was now right beside her.

"Used to it…? I think I'm never going to get enough of its beauty" She smiled and eyed the boy.

"I'm not trying to destroy the mood… But do you want to have a round two? Now I have some chances" The armor didn't give that much of an advantage, but it was still worth a try.

"Ha... You are never going to have any chances. Let's go" She picked up the swords and followed him back to the house.

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Aiden was standing on the right side of the room, the woman on the other.

"Are you still so sure about fight with me? You know how it ended last time..." She taunted with a grin on her face.

"Yeah, yeah… no need to remind me. Come on, let's do this!" His arms were in the air, holding a defensive position. Without any warning, she teleported behind him, trying to surprise him with a fast attack. Aiden ducked down, prepared for something like that. It seemed like she was using the same technique – nonstop assault. He backed off, avoiding as much as he could. After she rapidly swung two times in a row, the boy had to block one attack with his hand. When her fist made contact with his arm, he almost screamed from the pain, Aiden wasn't sure if his bone was still intact. He couldn't help but to hold his harmed arm with his other hand.

The last fight went much better for him, he thought that this one could be at least a tie. He was either too tired, or she fought better when there was competition.

The lack of his defense wasn't ignored by the girl. She kicked both of his legs, just above his shoes to make him lose balance. Aiden heavily fell down on his back and swore. The woman teleported right on top of him and held both of his arms above his head.

"See? Not a chance at all." She smiled, clearly enjoying the victory.

"Fuck! That hurt... Okay, okay, I surrender..." His whole body was in pain, and it's his fault, because he got cocky with a new armor.

"Better luck next time" She lightly laughed.

"Maybe you could tra-" Aiden voice was interrupted by opening of the door.

"Aiden? Are you awake? Sorry that I was gone, but..." Andr looked around and froze after seeing him pinned down by her friend.

"M-Miss?! Oh no, I can explain!" The girl hastily got up and almost tripped over Aiden's body.

"Rose. Out. Now."

When I decided to take OCs I was hoping that at least one person would be interested… I can't believe how many of you wrote to me! It just made me feel like this story is really kind of good.

I have like 10 OCs already! If you still have any ideas, write about them in a review!

The fact that I can't take them all breaks my heart, but I'll try to do my best.

If you're wondering – from now on, I will still accept Ocs… Don't be shy! :P

Reviews, favs and follows are like cookies to me – Give me moar, I love them :3

Reviews:

fusrodafus – When you climb Throat of The World, you are bound to have a cold.

Sir Loser – To be honest, there isn't much to rob there.

I, ugh… I usually write to the people that post OC's, so there isn't a point to write something about them here.

StubTailDstroyer – Thank you for your kind words… It's just how I am – always thinking that I'm bad at everything.

StubTailDstroyer – You don't have to review every chapter, but if you want to… Then do it, I don't mind. In fact, I love the reviews!

Stunnington – This is an exception – Indeed, there's mostly male OC's… no love for females :o.

Chase1998 – I don't want to be rude, but I did not understand you…

WiseguyJaco – It isn't a mass murder, sorry to break your dreams :P

TheYinYang – Yay!

Humphrythebadasslonewolf – Sure, go on.