Day – 1

The guy wearing the green armor seemed like a bad guy, from what I could tell. He left the red haired girl, Petra I found out her name was, alone when she had Wither Sickness just so he could fight to 'fix the mistakes of his past.' Whatever that meant.

I had gone fishing again, managing to catch 5 more fish, before heading back to my cave. It was clear to me that she had not eaten in a few days, so I hoped in my mind that she was okay with fish. 4 for me and 4 for her. Pretty even. But I soon realized a few problems.

1 – I had no idea how she would react to me being there.

2 – I had no idea if she would try to get me back in that room.

3 – I had no idea if I even could help her.

I could cook the fish with my fire, but that was the only thing I knew for certain. I hoped that I could find a way to save her, but there was that one single question. Would she even let me near her?

I figured I could just... walk in very slowly, and give her the fish and bolt. Yeah, that could work. It might confuse her a lot, but... Only sure thing I had was that she was not strong enough right now to even think about fighting me.

So I marched right up to the entrance of my own home, slowly walked in, threw the cooked fish over to where I thought she was, and got out of there as fast as I could.

Phew, that was a close one.

Day – 2

The guy wearing green armor has yet to come back, and I was honestly hoping he died for abandoning a sick teammate.

But Petra seemed very confused as to who gave her the fish. So I decided to try and give her some more, but hopefully this time I could maybe stay more then 5 seconds.

So I went and caught some more fish (I was actually getting pretty good at that) and cooked them up and went to give her half again.

This time, I managed to go in for 5 extra seconds before bolting, probably giving her a clear indicator of my half-person-half-Ender-Dragon appearance.

Day – 3

She seemed to be even more confused then she did yesterday, but from what I can understand, she did eat some of the fish. I guess she doesn't like fish all that much, so I caught enough to feed myself before finding the next source of food I could find – a few chickens.

I made sure they weren't anyone's pets before killing them, and I washed myself off before cooking them and heading over to the cave. I silently entered, and placed them right next to her, seeing as she looked like she was asleep. Hopefully she liked chicken.

Day – 4

Petra seemed to know I was going to do this today. She waited for me to enter with some steak I had gotten from some wild cows.

I was just getting ready to leave after setting down the steak when she started to talk to me. I understood her tone was polite, but I had no idea how to respond. I just slowly and awkwardly backed out of the cave to go back to the tree I was living in now.

I decided to practice my speaking that night. It was horrible, and I didn't think I would ever talk the same as when I was a kid.

Day – 5

I woke up from a nightmare that I could not remember. I decided to simply practice talking until it was daylight, seeing as there were many monsters that were out and about at night. None of them seemed to try to come near me, even though I was talking really loud in my raspy voice.

When morning came, I did my now daily fishing and searching for a different kind of food for Petra. I had found some pigs, but seeing as they had a pet pig, I didn't want to give her pork chops. So I eventually just went back to fishing. Hopefully she wouldn't be mad.

I cooked them really fast before going back to the cave. I wanted to make sure they would be okay for her, because I could go look for some more stuff.

She just tried to get me to talk again. Pretty... basic things that I was slowly remembering. "How was your night?" She asked. "It was okay." I tried to get out without my voice breaking. It didn't work, but she didn't laugh like I thought she would have. She just looked sad. I just blinked and handed her the fish, seeing as she wasn't worried I would kill her, before walking back to my tree.

I think I should try to heal her tomorrow so she can help her team – her friends.

Day – 6

I did it. Today was the day I found out how to heal her Wither Sickness.

She was looking worse then I had ever seen her, coughing so much she couldn't force herself to speak. And in a moment, I could feel something rising within me, a power I had never known I possessed, and the whole cave was filled with a bright purple light that ended up surrounding her, which probably scared her out of her mind, and when it was gone, so was her Wither Sickness, and most of my energy.

I passed out on the cave floor where I had been standing.

Day – 7

Petra had apparently stayed to help me. I was expecting she would have gone and helped her friends, rather then a stranger. But I was glad she didn't. She was the first person to ever give me company without me having to ask or beg for it. For the first time in a long time, she was the one who acted like she cared about me, which was stupid. I was half Ender Dragon – something that everyone in this world hated because they thought killing it would put an end to all the monsters.

She made sure I had gotten some food before making sure I was okay enough to get around on my own, even after I had explained that I had just been worn out after healing her.

She soon let up, however, when she finally realized that I was right, I had just gotten tired out after healing her.

"My friends are trying to stop the Witherstorms." She said. "I can't leave them out there without some backup." I nodded, replying in a shaky voice "We can go after them." "But who do we go to? Axel and probably Magnus are trying to get Endermen to attack them, but Jesse and Jess and the rest are trying to get weapons that can destroy the command block." I thought about this for a while before remembering something that I had done before, in one of those tests. "I can get Endermen to attack it. Very easy." It had been way too easy, and they had never let an Enderman near me again, probably fearing my escape. "Well, then let's go to Soren's place and hope it's not 100% gone." I nodded, letting her take the lead in running over to this... 'Soren's' place. It was not very far, and Petra seemed to full of energy now that the Wither Sickness was gone, but when we left it was already close to the evening.

Day – 8

We had run past packs of monsters in order to arrive here early in the morning. The Witherstorms seemed to be doing all the damage that they could possibly do, and were trying their best to shake off the Endermen that had gotten angry enough at them to attack.

Axel, the big guy with the monobrow, who was wearing green had actually tried to attack me, until Petra explained that I was not here to hurt anyone but the Witherstorms.

"You need hep getting those Endermen angry?" I asked in my raspy voice. "Yeah." He said, not trusting me at all. I shrugged, and ran towards the Endermen I could see, and looked one right in the eyes, just like before, and made the silent suggestion that they should all attack the Witherstorms, because they were going to attack their home. The Enderman nodded, letting out a screech of anger, before teleporting away, along with all of the other Endermen in area, and when I looked up, there they were, attacking the main Witherstorm with destruction on their minds.

I smiled as Petra and Axel wandered closer to me, clearly amazed that I could have done that. I flicked my ears, hearing something that I had only heard days before. Horses, riding fast and close to the Witherstorms. "Your other friends are here." I rasped, pointing towards where they had just come into view.

"Hey wait – you look better Petra! How did that happen?" Axel asked. "I had some help from him." She said, before saying "Let's go tell them what's going on." I nodded, following them to the rest of their group.