Author's note:

Hey everyone.

Thanks to the vacation, I've had a whole lot of time to finish tweeking this chapter until I deemed it ready to publish. The title does suggest to one thing: Expect a whole lot-a use of different perspectives!

Enjoy the read!

Chapter 5: Matters of Perspective

Perspective: Sky

I felt a tear falling down from my cheek. I brushed it away, changing my view to my brother. He was busy getting ready, not a sign of emotion on his face. Did I just hear that well? Did Andrea really accept his term? I shook my head, trying to focus. Instead, my mind turned to Archer. How was he feeling with this? I was able to tell that he didn't think of Andrea as a simple 'damsel in distress'. No, he felt for her.

'He just doesn't realize it yet.'

I tried to focus. The others were already busy explaining their plan. I could hear satisfaction in Rayleigh's voice as he reviewed the plan. 'At least he finds our plan promising.'

"You do realize you might have to kill the Ender Dragon if we want to escape." He said, his sense of seriousness not surprising me. He never tried to put his guard down, not even when talking with me.

"We are aware of that, yes." Tyler said, trying to sound serious. I noticed that Archer hadn't said anything yet. I turned to the chat, that wasn't being used, and typed a private-message to Archer.

"Hey, everything alright?"

"Yeah." He answered, but I could tell he was lying.

"Come on, I know that isn't true! You are normally the one with a tactic!"

"Alright! I'm scared of Andrea leaving. Can she survive in the harsh world of Minecraft? What if the Endermen go after her as soon as she is in the game?!"

"I'm sure that you can help her. Maybe she can stay in the base?"

"And wait for me to log-on?"

"Well..."

"Just, leave me alone."

The chat closed, and I was left with hurt feelings. Archer never acted like this. Ever. He really cared for Andrea. I saw him catching up with the guys, showing the base to my brother.

"We'll leave tomorrow I.R.L., then we have enough time. In the mean time, get the last bits of preparation done and rest. You'll need to be on your best tomorrow if we want this mission to work. Remember, when we're done, Andrea returns to Minecraft." Rayleigh said, putting an exclamation on 'return'. He logged off without any warning and stood up from his computer, his gaze meeting mine. I could see that he was being serious, the sign of the normally chill younger brother nowhere to be found. He was the leader now, so there was no room for emotions and failure.

I helped the boys finish things. I tried to talk with Archer, but he seemed to ignore me. I couldn't blame him. I had broken a promise, hadn't told them the truth and I didn't try anything to convince my brother to let Andrea stay.

I logged off, closing my computer before turning to the kitchen. I needed an ice-cream.

Perspective: Archer

Sky logged off, and I did the same, leaving Tyler to finish things. I turned to the kitchen, my stomach feeling empty. I grabbed something from the fridge and put it in the microwave. I waited for it to finish, not meeting eyes with Andrea as she watched the machine doing its work.

Beep.

I grabbed the plate from the microwave, putting it down on the dining table. I started eating, ignoring Andrea, who was asking me for some food. I finished quickly and left to my bedroom, closing the door behind me. I dropped down on my bed, my eyes closed.

That's when I smelled something. I faced the spot where Andrea slept the night, taking in the smell. It smelled like flowers. Like trees. Like home. I could feel tears well up and didn't stop them.

I dropped on my pillow, crying.

Perspective: Tyler

Archer closed the door, leaving me with Andrea. The Endergirl looked at the door, a tear cascading down. I shook my head. 'I can't believe this.'

Archer wasn't the best at situations like this. He valued friendship very much, especially close ones. I too was surprised to learn that Sky had held something behind, but to me that was pure Sky. Archer, at the other hand, must be feeling betrayed. I grabbed something for me and Andrea to eat, the Black-haired accepting the plate with a mumble. I tried to ignore this, aware of the sensitiveness of the situation. I couldn't help but feel bad for Andrea. Just as she found someone she can trust, does he turn his back to her when she needs him the most.

Andrea ate, although not much. I finished my plate and gestured her to eat some more, the Endergirl agreeing with a groan. I wasn't someone she would trust so well, and I understood why, but she still had to eat enough for tomorrow.

"I don't think Archer will let you sleep here tonight." I said, watching her eat. She looked at me, a bit surprised I had said something.

"Y-Yeah..." She said, her voice shaking. Man, she could easily be the most shy then anything else I'd ever seen before!

"I think it's better if you sleep with me tonight. I mean, at my place at least. I think Archer needs some time for himself." I explained before standing up and gathering what I had left of stuff together. I cleaned my empty plate and Andrea's half-empty one before gesturing to the door. She stood up, taking a last look at Archer's room before following me outside. She seemed to be a bit relieved to be outside, at least.

The moon was shining trough the treetops, stars already starting to appear. I checked my watch.

8.47 P.M.

Man, we have been on for long. I showed Andrea the way, glad that the path to my house was hidden in the woods. No one would see that I was being followed by a girl who was only wearing an oversized black hoodie.

I looked up, suddenly realizing that Andrea should at least get something else to wear. I blushed at a sight I hoped my mind wouldn't come up with. 'Curse those hormones.'

Perspective: Archer

I opened the door and entered the living room, noticing Andrea and Tyler gone. I looked in the kitchen, spotting two more plates at the sink. I checked the time.

9.12 P.M.

Damn, it was late. I shook my head and thought. Tyler must have taken her with him. 'Of course. Better too. I don't think it's best that she stays here right now.'

My eyes were red-shot after the crying, my pillow soaked in tears. I never cried like that. Only after I discovered dad had died...

'Why am I overreacting like this?! What's so special about this that I'm overreacting?! Yes, I don't like it that Sky kept something from us and she told her brother, breaking her promise, but that is Sky for the most part! Why do I feel so bad then? Why did Andrea actually agree with Rayleigh his plan? What's going on?!'

I sighed, my head hurting a bit from all the thinking. I grabbed my head, shaking.

"Aaaargh!" I yelled, facing the ceiling. "This thinking is hurting my head!"

I slumped into the sofa, thinking if I should try to see if there wasn't anything on the TV. 'Huh, I bet Andrea would stare at the screen in disbelief.'

Andrea. Why does she keep popping into my head? She's only been here for two days. Why do I feel so bad that's she'll probably be leaving tomorrow? I felt my stomach turn at the thought, my heart beating harder. What is this feeling? I know I felt a bit like this before, but when? My head went through my memories, bumping into something. It was in the past, at school. When I saw that girl on the playground.

'Hahaha! Archer has a crush! Archer has a cru-ush!'

The memory entered my mind more vivid now, causing all gears to run. In a matter of moments my mind clicked the pieces together, causing my eyes to widen.

I-I'm in love?!

I dropped in the sofa, my heart racing. Love, the one thing I thought I'd never find.

Love. It made so much sense! That feeling that causes your heart to beat faster and your stomach to turn and twist. Then, that means...

I stood up, everything coming to me. I once knew what love was. Once. That girl from school. I and her... We were together, but only for short. She left me, standing there, on the playground, a flower in my hand. I never felt so heartbroken. I promised myself that... That I'd never feel love again! So why did this feel so much stronger? Can it be that, that Andrea felt something for me? Could it be...

"Argh! Idiot! Fool! MORON!" I yelled at myself, grabbing my hair. I broke her heart, thinking that she didn't care! But she did! She accepted for her friends sake! Stupid! She would rather have had it different, but though times call for though choices!

'You think that she has any more friends in The End?'

Sky's question hit like a bullet. She had asked it when we were talking yesterday. NOW I realized everything. I went to the paper that Andrea had written on, reading a very important section.

"-Endermen are selfish beings that show no regard for feelings. They leave the weak behind and steal from each other. Friendship is a rare thing among Endermen, and sometimes solely for the benefits of trust.-"

But she did have one friend, and that friend was discarded. Discarded and hunted because she did care for friendship! She was a threat for every Enderman in The End because she understood and cared for friendship! Andrea was the proof! She tried to save her friend, risking her own life and even taking on the Ender Dragon!

I sat down on a chair, my hands against my face.

"Andrea. I'm sorry."

...

"I'm sorry too. I-It's all my fault..."

I stood up, a voice from behind surprising me. I looked back, now face to face with Andrea. I quickly noticed she was different. She was dressed different.

Her hoodie was now tied up around her waist. She was wearing a black shirt with a diamond sword on it, the letters 'MC' written underneath. She had a magenta skirt on, reaching to her knees. I could finally see her hair properly, noticing it reaching down until her belly, the tones of purple, magenta and violet beautifully contrasting to the deep-black. Her eyes were complimented by the purple and black. She still had the same boots, but the dust was now gone.

My jaw would have dropped open if I didn't contain myself. She looked stunning. I stared like that for a second, Andre blushing a bit. It took a bit for me to realize that Tyler had helped her, his hidden fashion-sense clear. 'He always liked fashion just a bit more then science.'

"I should be sorry. I-I didn't realize I was acting so bad around you. I locked you out, when you needed me. I understand if you won't forgive me." My head was down, my voice shaking a bit. I felt my heart beating faster. I really screwed up this time.

I was surprised to hear a giggle, looking up to a now smiling Andrea.

"I-It's not your fault. You just needed some time to... to process everything. Tyler told me some things about you when he walked me to his place and helped me change." Andrea said, confidence in her voice, but still a bit shy. A smile appeared on my face, now realizing that she wouldn't blame me.

"Oh, eh... do you... Do you like how I look?" Andrea asked, now getting a bit nervous. I took a good glance at her, acting like I was judging every centimeter. In fact, my answer was crystal-clear.

"You look beautiful."

Andrea blushed, realizing what I just said. I rubbed my neck, getting a bit nervous to. We stood like that, just looking at each other.

"Are you really leaving after we saved your friend?" I finally asked after gathering all my courage.

"I don't know. I just said yes to get him to help. I'm not sure. What if the Endermen go after me when I return? What if..." I saw that she was having it difficult. She didn't want to go back, afraid for her life and that of her friend. I saw that, and felt that ache in my heart. That sign of love.

I grabbed Andrea and hugged her, not wanting her to feel any worse. She was stunned at first, but quickly accepted the embrace. I felt her arms wrap around me, grabbing hold tightly.

"Why are you actually here?" I asked, realizing that I hadn't asked her why.

"Tyler doesn't have any space for me to stay." Andrea said plainly. I laughed at this. "Typical Tyler. First he asks a girl to stay with him, only to realize he doesn't have the space!"

Andrea joined the laughter, her laugh sounding joyful and cute. I took in everything I knew about Andrea and finally realized WHY I loved her. She was the kind of girl I liked. The kind of girl that fit me. The kind of girl I would love and protect.

We went to my bedroom, deciding to share the bed again. We fell fast asleep, still embracing each other.

Perspective: Rayleigh

'On one term. Andrea will have to go back to Minecraft.'

It was a silly term. I knew she wasn't going to keep herself to it. Real life was to great for that. She felt to safe here. I was surprised she accepted so quickly, but I took that as part of her personality.

My sister didn't know, but behind this facade of emotionless, was a kid who had gone through much. After that day with that creeper-girl...

'Why are you attacking me?! Can't we talk about this?'

I felt a shudder down my spine, the scene still deep in my mind. My player, sword in the hand, looking down at the dead body of what once was my friend. I shook my head, focusing on the task at hand. I scrolled down the page on my screen, reaching what I was looking for.

'-The Ender Dragon is believed to be the leader of the Endermen. It actually isn't like that. The Endermen were lured to The End so they would protect her and her egg. No one knows why the Endermen agreed, maybe because she was stronger then them, but they took her personality as something new. She only cared for herself and her egg, stealing food from the Endermen. They took this personality on themselves, becoming the block-stealing, dangerous creatures they are today.-'

If the Hybrid of this thing really does value friendship, then there is still hope. Hope for Minecraft to change.

Hope for my fathers dream to come true.

After-note: Sorry for the shortness of this chapter, but it wrote this when I was still struggling with my own love-life.

Anyways, hope you enjoyed this one. More are coming soon, and yes, the next chapter will have some action in it.