A/N Hello again! I was meant to upload this chapter two days ago, but then I lost the files so I had to write it all again! I've decided to name my chapters uniquely, so expect some weird as hell names. Don't worry, I will put the meanings in there. You will need to know them anyway because they will turn up somewhere in the chapter. Enjoy!

Doutzen (pronounced doubt-son)

Dutch meaning 'unknown"

'Father, it would be a shame for you to retire. You're the best blacksmith in all of Minecraftia! Why quit?'

My father was a very old man. He had grey hair and and moved at a pace of a slime. However, he had the strength of an iron golem. I remember him lifting up a block of gold ore into a furnace. Imagine holding the most heaviest thing in the world while having fragile bones and weak knees. That was him, and yet he lifted it in without a struggle. If that isn't strong for an old fellow, then I don't know what is.

His face wrinkled up into a smile.

'Lunia, I need to rest. I'm getting so old, I can't even lift up a hammer anymore. Maybe it's time for me to put up the apron and enjoy life.'

'I know, and you do deserve one. I'm sorry..'

I walked up to him and gave him a hug. He had a warm and loving embrace. I let go and twilled a strand of brown hair around my finger. He laughs, knowing how dramatic I can be.

'Kid, I'll be fine. Go out and socialise with people. I need my solitude too. Go and have fun.'

'You were winding me up. Anyway, see you old man'

I leave out the front door, making sure to close it behind me. I have a hard decision on whether to visit the library or go to the lake and skim rocks. The sun was warm, and the citizens were happy among each other. Today was a beautiful day to be outdoors.

'Maybe the lake will be nice' I say to myself

Walking out of the village, I stared at the blue sky painted with clouds. Trees were silently blowing in the wind. Picking up a poppy, I felt great to be alive. I walked a bit faster. I was excited to go there. It was my favorite place to read books or draw. Today was perfect.

'I see that you're always coming alone here. Don't your guardians ever tell you to not travel by yourself?'

I stopped. I wasn't in the mood for this person.

'Nope, but they did tell me not to talk to strangers, and you fit the bill nicely. Anyway, why do you even care?"

Immediately, I closed my mouth. Not only did I just show some attitude, but I'm talking to a person I don't even know. In fact, this person always seemed to be here when I come alone. Anyone else? Not exactly. They would only speak to me and me only.

'You're doing that right now. That's disobedient.'

I pouted. I hated that menacing voice of theirs.

'I've been watching you for a while now. You're interesting, and I like that. Maybe you would be good...'

I froze 'What?'

'Your name is Lunia, daughter of Ignatius. Hm..'

A feeling of fear crept inside me. This stranger knew my name and my father. What else did they know about me? I changed my mind about coming here. Maybe I'll skip for today. I want to go home. But somehow, his words glued me to the spot. It was captivating, almost hypnotic. I snapped out of it in an instant.

'How... w..what? My name.. my father. Huh?'

He knew I was scared. We both could feel it.

'Don't worry, I'm just unknown for now, and you won't know me. But I know everything about you, your father. Everything.'

I sensed being watched. If I ever had a list for uncomfortable moment encountered, this would top the list.

The quiet crunch of grass overcame my thoughts. Assuming it was a creeper, I wanted to run. Instead, something lightly touched my arm, and whispered in my ear.

'You should be scared of me, but I would be more frightened of the monsters that come out at night. Didn't your father tell you that this morning?'

I didn't even bother looking behind me. I didn't scream, but made a beeline to the village. I was so stupid to listen to him that I didn't notice it was going to night. Why was I so stupid?

Running through the trees, I was too panicked to realise where I was going. My heart felt it was coming out of my chest. I ran on overdrive through the woods, trying to find somewhere to hide. A skeleton shot an arrow, almost missing me by an inch. I heard the grunts of zombies in the distance. Hiding in a cave, I prayed for my life.

I looked at the stars, which calmed me down a bit. They were like twinkling angels painting light on a black landscape.

'I am so dead when I get home.'

I lay tiredly on the ground, hoping for protection. I feel a presence watching me.

'Go away!' I yelled

I grabbed the nearest thing, a stick. I heard footsteps coming from outside. Standing up, I was ready to strike at the intruder.

'I have a weapon and I will use it!'

A bush rustled, I throw the stick at the stranger. I was ready to fight for my life.

The person moaned in pain.

'Lunia, it's me. Everyone is worried sick about you!'

I knew that voice from anywhere. I was glad that I was hearing it too.

'Aristelle?'

She stood, rubbing at her head. 'Yes Lunia, It's me. I'm glad I found you! Your father says you're in trouble by the way.'

'I already know that. Let's go home.'

I looked back at the forest. A shadowy figure moves away from the trees.

'I really need to stop going to bed late.'