The Journal

A/N: This is going pretty well, 79 views in 3 days. Even without your reviews, I'm still sane. For a first time author, knowing that someone is actually interested and is reading is good enough. Anyway, this is gonna be a bit long and less talking. Back to Crusoe Diary style.

Update: Austin hauser, thanks for the review. I'll try and add them in the chapter 5.

Chapter 4: Flood of Memories

Day 7

It's been a few days since I last updated my journal. Now, I've built a big cabin for me, Raine and Brodun to live in. I even built a dog house for Leon. I placed walls around for security. Just below eye level so I could shoot any intruders.

The night of the invasion, there was an assassin who killed the 2 guards. The bodies were never retrieved though. Because they supposedly, dissappeared. An assassination attempt was supposed to happen, but the Commander got there in time and killed the assassin. He said the assassin was from another village.

'Wow.' I thought. A village that looked harmless, had enemies of it's own. Back to my life here.

Loraine or Raine had become my girlfriend now. I asked the big question a couple of days ago. I also got some combat training from a former veteran guard here. I taught some of it to Brodun and Raine. I was taught a few takedowns, how to use a sword correctly without stabbing myself & how to treat injuries.

I tried working at my girlfriend's shop, but I kept bumping into the pots and most of them broke. But, I promised to get some money to buy back most of them. So, I walked around town in search of some way to make money.

As I passed an alleyway a mysterious person in a hood came to me, and said,

" Psst. Hey, I heard you were looking for some money. You wanna make easy money?" He asked me.

"Yeah. Sure. What can I do?" I said to him.

"Follow me Fido." He motioned towards me to follow. I let him lead the way.

We reached an abandoned storage, from the looks of it. There was a man by the doorway. The mystery man talked to the man and he let us in. Inside the storage, I saw many people there, forming a circle. I couldn't really see what was happening, but I could hear them say 'OH's and YEAH's' must be a fight going on. That's when I realised, this was a fight club. Yes, I've been to one before,

"Okay. Here's what you gotta do. Knock your opponent out and I'll pay you your money. Got it?" I just nodded without saying a word.

As the fight the was happening a few moments ago ended, the mystery man stepped on top of a crate and announced a new match.

"We got some fresh blood here. Tonight, he's going to knock out Boris the Strong!" Everybody cheered at the sound of his name.

'Oh damn! He's russian. I'm pretty screwed here.'

The mystery man came back to me and nodded, saying,

"You can do this, guy. Just don't panic. Okay? I'll go and collect the bets." And with that he left me.

People around me started pushing me inside the circle. As I got in, I took off my shirt and readied myself. A few moments later a muscular russian came from behind the curtains. Everybody started cheering for him. I was stupid enough to follow the mystery man, and now, some russian is gonna turn me inside out. But I needed the money. A few seconds later, another man introduced us to the spectators.

"In the left side, we have FRESH BLOOD. And on the right side, Boris the STRONG!" He yelled.

'Dammit. Fresh Blood? Seriously?' I sighed. Moments later a cow bell was struck, signalling the start of the fight. I slowly walked forward, so did Boris.

He tried to land the first blow but I managed to dodge it and strike back, hitting his jaw. I could see the rage fill within him. Angry russian, violent death. That is not good. He kicked me the leg, causing me to fall in pain. He kicked my face, blinding me for awhile. As I opened my eyes, I saw Emma standing in front of me.

"Dad, you can do this." She said.

"Emma?" I asked.

"VHAT DID JYOU CALL BORIS?"

'I am so dead. How did that happen?'

I got up, he punched me in the rib. Hard. As I clutched my side, I remember what the guard taught me. I did a leg sweep on the russian and he fell flat to the ground. I proceeded to mount him and land punches on his face. His mouth started to bleed.

"First Blood goes to Fresh Blood!" The announcer stated.

I just grinned at that. Boris threw me off him and stood. He started kicking and stomping me. Just as I was about to pass out. Emma appeared again.

"DAD. WAKE UP. You can win this."

"Emma? Where are you?" But she dissappeared. The Russian got more angry at me.

"BORIS NOT EMMA. NOW JYOU DIE NEW GUY." He said as he did a gesture I didn't quite see.

I got up and the Russian choked me. He lifted me up using both hands. I was hanging a few feet off the ground. I was gasping for air. I kicked at his chest repeatedly, it seemed like he didn't feel a thing. Then, I tried kicking his throat. I guessed I must've kicked hard because he let go of me at the first kick. He was holding his throat now. This was my chance. I kicked him straight in the face. He fell backwards, unconcious I think. Just then, he opened his eyes and tried to get up. But one swift kick to the jaw knocked him out cold.

"FRESH BLOOD WINS!" The announcer screamed. Some cheered and some boo'd.

The mystery man came up to me and handed me the money.

"Good job. If ever need any more quick money, come back here. I'll tell the guard to let you in." I nodded and left.

As I was on the way back to my our house, I gained several looks of disgust & horror. Some of the old folks smiled and nodded at me as if they knew I was a winner.

I reached our house, I saw her playing with Leon. She saw me and rushed outside to see me. Leon followed behind.

"Oh my! What-" She didn't manage to complete her sentence as I cut her off.

"Relax, dear. I was in a fight just now. But I got paid." I said showing her the money.

"But.. You could've died. You know?" She said as she held me close. She softly touched my bruised face. My ribs hurt as she was still holding me. But I just kept my mouth closed.

"Yes. But I made it. Didn't I?" I smiled eventhough my face hurt.

"Promise me you'll stay safe next time?" She asked as she looked up at me. Giving me a look that Leon always gave me.

"I promise. Okay? Now let's check out my injuries." I said as I pulled her inside. Leon just barked.

"Come Leo." She commanded. Leon obeyed. Damn puppy. Do what the woman says, not the guy.

She treated my wounds and wrapped my ribs, she gave me a glass of some weird water. I gave her a disgusted look.

"What? It's good for you. It relieves the pain for a 2 hours or so. It even helps you sleep." She told me.

'Must be morphine.' I thought silently. I drank the whole glass, I felt sleepy. She guided me to our room and I dozed off. Eveything went dark.

"Hey dad. Wake up." I heard Emma's voice.

"Huh?" I got up and saw I was in a room. I didn't know where.

"Where are we?" I asked hoarsely. Must be the morphine effects.

"We're at home, silly." She giggled.

"Huh. What's today's date again, sweetie?" I asked her as I cleared my throat.

"It's the 21st of July 2013" She answered smiling at me.

"Oh. What time is it?"

"9.30 in the morning. I made you some pancakes." She said showing me her cooking.

"Smells good. Thanks darlin'." I said as I gobbled down the pancakes. I got up from bed and kissed my daughter on the cheek.

"Where's your mother?" I asked as I went to the bathroom.

"She.. She died. Remember?" She said as she stood by the doorframe. Looking at me like I'm not her father.

It came rushing back to me. The day of her funeral. I got glares from her dad, her mum just cried. She died in a car accident. She lost so much blood on the way to the hospital, she passed away before the doctors could even begin surgery. I never drank alcohol, not even when she passed.

"Yeah. I remember.." I said as I hugged her.

"I'm so sorry for asking a dumb question honey," I tightened my hug against her.

"That's alright. Must've been the concussion." She said to me as she hugged back. I could feel her tears dampen my shirt. I felt so cruel. Making your daughter cry. Who does that?

I let go of her and wiped away her tears.

"Stop crying, now. It's alright. I'm sorry."

I got out of the bathroom, holding my daughter's hand and brought her to the living room, i guessed. I turned on the tv. Somehow, I didn't forget how to do that. We watched a movie, I didn't really remember what the title was. We watched until she fell asleep, curling herself beside me. I joined her a few minutes later.

I woke up. I was back in Minecraftia. Raine was beside me, also asleep. Leon was on the floor looking at me. I got up and went to the kitchen. He followed right beside me. I was surprised to see Brodun in the kitchen. He was somehow, sleepwalking. I saw him 'eat' some porkchops, but they fell out of him. Disgusting, I thought. Must've been a glutton when he was still human.

"Hey up." I tried shaking him. But to no avail. I slapped him on the shoulder, really hard. His arm fell off the socket. He woke up and looked at me. He picked up his arm and connected it.

"Huh? Oh.. Sire. What are you doing up?" He asked me.

"What are YOU doing up?" I looked at the bottom of his feet.

"Oh. I was sleep-walking again wasn't I?" I nodded at him. "OH. I'm sorry sire. Here Leon." He said and Leon ran towards him. He ate the fallen meat happily.

"Well, goodnight." He nodded towards me and left the kitchen.

I proceeded to go over to Leon and patted him on the head.

"Be good now. I'm off to bed." I said as I grabbed a piece of porkchop that fell far from Leon's pile.

I came back to bed and lay beside my girlfriend. She cuddled me as I placed my entire body on the bed. I felt warm both outside and inside. I could makeout her smile in the darkness that surrounded the room. I placed a kiss on her forehead and went to sleep.

I dreamt about my wife as I slumbered. I dreamt about how we first met, our wedding, how Emma was born. Almost everything, except for my name. I felt sad that she died, but I was glad I could move on and not mourn for her forever.