So, in this chapter... INTRODUCING THE FIRST OF THREE OCs!
Her name is Blacklily, and you can find her description in Donut Yang`s review.
NOW ONTO THE STORY!
Tragic woke up with a horrible headache, and as she looked around, she didn`t recognize her surroundings, then last night`s events flooded her mind, as she sighed.
Tech was already awake, and he had a furnace made and was cooking something in it.
The heavenly smell of pork reached Tragic`s nose, and she grinned as she jumped out of bed. Tech looked back at her and, with a smile, pulled some pork out of the furnace and tossed it to her. As she bit into the delicious meat, she felt her hunger replenish itself, and she grinned when she finished and had full hunger.
Tech ate his piece, too, and had a smile lighting his face, as well. The two grabbed the weapons they had quickly crafted the night before, and, armed with swords, shovels, and pickaxes, they ventured into the cave that they had uncovered.
They mined until night set in, and then fled into their house for protection from the mobs that spawned in the darkness.
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She watched them, chuckling to herself at their ignorance. 'They still don`t know, do they?' She asked herself, before leaping down from her tree and walking towards her house, unarmed yet perfectly safe.
She didn`t even knock, just walked in, and looked down at Tech`s sleeping form, smiling mischievously. The girl ripped the blankets off of Tragic, and she just groaned and rolled over, mumbling about being cold.
The girl sighed and punched Tragic in the shoulder, causing her to wake up and cry out.
The girl slapped her hand over Tragic`s mouth, stopping her before she woke Tech up. "Hey, Tragic. Don`t you dare even think about biting my hand. I will destroy you. But I`m not here to hurt you. I`m here to help you."
Tragic was still very uneasy, but she wasn`t going to bite this strange black-and-white haired girl`s gloved hand, she didn`t have a death wish.
The girl removed her hand very slowly, and stared at Tragic, a warning in the eyes that were covered by black and blue shades.
Tragic nodded at her, then whispered, "Who the hell are you? What are you doing in my room?"
The girl nodded back, her stray curl bobbing up and down along with her head. "I`m Blacklily. But you can call me Lily." The newly dubbed Lily stuck her hand out for Tragic to shake, and she hesitantly did so.
Lily looked outside, then opened the door, gesturing for Tragic to follow her. "Tragic, just something that will help you out, you don`t need to worry about mobs at night. The only thing you need to worry about attacking you are other people, namely, the Creatures and the Yogscast. Even though they don`t get along within their own organizations sometimes, they hate the other group more than each other. It isn`t hard to tell that they`re near, their presence is usually accompanied by curses and insults, so when you hear that, you`d best steer clear of the area. They can be deadly at times."
Tragic nodded again and again, taking in all of the information that Lily had given her.
The two kept walking in circles around the edge of the meadow, Lily telling Tragic everything she needed to know about surviving here, while Tragic listened intently, taking in everything being said.
By the time the sun rose, Tragic felt as if she might just survive after all.