Ok. I've gotten some good feedback on having a sequel. And yes, I will finish this one first. I would also like to propose another idea. In the next few chapters, I hope to have a Q&A with me and my characters. Leave me a review or PM with a question for me or my characters and they and I will answer them. Well, I think that's all. ON WITH THE STORY!

After Scree reassured me that Luke wasn't a jerk, I went out into the woods for a walk. A very LONG walk. I was leaving cobblestone blocks as I went so that I could find my way back to base, but I could still tell I was very far away now. This was a strange part of the forest where the trees were very thick and some trees were giant mushrooms. This disturbed me a bit.

I kept walking anyway, and I got to think my life through a little more. My name is Kaitlyn, people called me Kate, and my life was cut short at 13 years of age. At which point I was trapped in a video game. And not to mention, this game gets you killed in strange and irritating ways. It still might've been better than my old life. It wasn't all rainbows and sparkles either.

I'm here now and I'm going to make the most of it. Even if that meant protecting a server full of players who would kill me if they saw me.

Then I heard howling. It was a long and lonely sound that seemed very sad. Out of curiosity, I followed it to see where it was coming from. I could tell it wasn't a wolf, since we hear those at night all the time. It was similar though. After weaving through the strange forest for quite some time, I found the source of the howling. It was a small house, no bigger than ours.

I stepped inside and saw a creature sitting in the corner. It was a blue-collared dog that had been howling. The name that floated over its head said "DOUG". As soon as it saw me, it gave a yip of surprise and barked, "Ahh! A monster! Do not come any closer! I will rip you to shreds!" gee. What a nice guy.

"I'm not going to hurt you." I said, "I just heard your howling and came to see what it was, umm, Doug." Doug stopped snarling at me and started to ask, "How did you know…" then he looked at the nametag floating above him. "oh." He said. Then we entered an awkward silence. Man, I am really good at those. After a while I asked him, "Why were you howling?" "My master has not been here in a very long time and he left me sitting here. I cannot stand up until someone lets me. And since no one has come in here, I am still sitting." He said sadly.

I felt terrible. This poor dog was stuck here all alone for who knows how long. "You must be very lonely." I said. "I was, but now you are here. And now I am not lonely." He said with sudden joy. I was quite confused. I haven't met many dogs with mood swings. In a second, he was angry and snarling again. "You did not say why you are here." he said, "I will not let you take my master's things."

"Calm down, Doug, I'm not here to steal anything." I said. "Then I have truly lost my purpose." Doug said sadly. He turned and faced the wall. I came a little closer and said, "don't be sad, you could come with me and my friends if you want." He turned around and asked, "You mean it?" "Of course I mean it!" I said, "We just need to find a way to let you get up." "Only a player can let me stand, and unless you have one of them, I am stuck here." Only a player, huh? "Doug, when I say to get up, I want you to try." I said. "I will, though I do not understand why." He replied. "I'll count to three. One, Two, three, STAND!" as I said stand, Doug was suddenly on his feet.

He looked down at his feet in shock for a moment. Then he looked up at me with a giant dog-smile on his face. "OH MY GOODNESS I AM STANDING AGAIN! THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!" he yelled as he ran around me. "You're welcome!" I replied. "Wait." Doug said as he stopped his joy-rant, "how did you do that? Only a player can let me stand. You are not a player." "You're right, I'm not." I said, "But I used to be." This obviously confused Doug, as he said, "You must explain this to me more, but first may I meet your friends?" I smiled and said, "I'll tell you on the way." And with that, Doug and I left the house and headed to the base as I explained my predicament to him. The whole way he trotted happily beside me and never looked back.

But nothing was going nearly this well in another place.

The strange creature was sitting on its nether brick throne, looking down angrily at the wither skeleton that was giving a report. "The whole ambush party was destroyed. Not one of ours survived." "How could this happen." The creature said. The skeleton replied, "The one enderman did something… strange. It created an explosion of light that destroyed the ambush all at once. If it hadn't done that, we would've destroyed them." The creature thought for a second before giving its next order. It never want to hear of this enderman again. "Bring me the enderman. I will end it myself."