Chapter Two: Acquaintances
The two stared at each other for some time.
Alaya repeated her question, "Who are you?"
"Chad. Who are you?" he replied.
"Alaya."
"Well, it's not safe here. Do you have a shelter?"
"Yes, follow me."
Alaya led the boy to her little house. It was just big enough for the two of them. They closed the door behind them and each crafted their own beds. After placing their beds, the two laid down to go to sleep.
But Chad couldn't fall asleep. Not after what had happened today; he was sucked into a video game. He looked at his new friend. Her wavy golden hair covered her closed eyes. Behind them were two gentle hazel eyes. He watched her rhythmic breathing as he slowly fell asleep.
The sun rose, marking another day of survival. A breakfast of steak and apples that were gathered was eaten. He told her that he woke up in Minecraftia just like her. Chad crafted a bow for Alaya and showed her how to use it. He put his hands on hers and showed her how to hold it, pull back, and release.
"It's better then a sword because you can use it from farther away from your target," Chad commented.
They sat in the tops of the trees and looked at the forest ground below. When animals passed, they shot their arrows and collected the meat, feathers, leather, and wool. By the end of the day their inventory was full with items. Alaya expanded the house and Chad started a small farm of wheat, sugar cane, melons, and pumpkins. A furnace was built to cook their food.
Chad was tending to the farm when he saw a sign. Neither one of them had placed it there. On it read:
"Greetings, Alaya and Chad.
You must be wondering why you were brought here. The world of Minecraftia needs you. The inhabitants here are being threatened by an evil being, Him. The two of you are some of the best players of this game. You are the only ones who can stop Him.
Best of luck to you!"
He brought Alaya out and showed her the message. Neither could believe what it said. It was getting dark so they called it a day.
"Who do you think He is?" Alaya asked while lying in her bed.
"Probably another player that feels like being a jerk," Chad casually said.
"Maybe," she replied faintly.
Alaya fell asleep in a matter of seconds, but Chad stayed up for a while. He grew restless thinking about where and who the inhabitants of Minecraftia lived and are. Chad gathered some supplies, a bow with arrows, and a few pork chops to restore his health if needed. He also left a note telling Alaya where he was. Chad looked back at the sleeping girl, and then set out into the night.