Hello everyone, its TheWriter237. Thanks if you have reviewed already and if not, thanks for reading this anyway! Yeah, you can tell I'm very optimistic.

I'm hoping you all will pop up into my user page and read my other fanfictions once they show up because minecraft already has 4.5 K and my story is definitely going to get lost in there... So is my Terraria story, so please check my user page, I'll say when I make a my new story in this one.

Sorry about the suspense and short chapter last time as well, but I didn't have time to finish it then, and I wanted to update as soon as possible.

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I was hoping the rest of my stay here would be a lot more peaceful. I mean sure, there was a Night Monster, huge spiders, and bees, but I thought I could take those. Now I'm not so sure. Because when the two came stumbling into our camp, I heard the baying and barking of dogs. In a few short seconds we wasted by staring at each other, the first hound came into view.

Hound dogs was my name for them. They were too big to be dogs, but a bit too small to be hounds, about half as tall as I was, but twice as wide. They were all pitch black, but luckily there were only three. I didn't really like my view of those sharp teeth. It was just my second day there, so it should be a Tuesday. I'm very against dying on Tuesdays, and actually dying at all, under circumstances. All I had was my poor excuse of an axe, Wendy had a pickaxe, and the other two had spears that looked like they would break at any moment. I didn't like our odds of survival, even if we outnumbered them four to three. And as soon as these thoughts left my mind to the place where used thoughts go, they pounced.

One of them came for Wendy, who was on the other side of camp. One went for the guys that just got here. The last one came for me.

I swung my axe in a long arc and cut the hound down its chest. I managed to get another hit in as soon as it bit my arm. "Ow!" I yelped. With my last strength, I quickly got him on the head. As it died, I was tackled by the one that was attacking Wendy, but it wasn't trying to get me. It was running away.

"Wendy, what did you d-" I said while turning around, and got cut off by me screaming my head off and running in circles. The man and slightly older girl turned and screamed as well. "I am offended as a scientist! That simply cannot be possible!" the man screamed. "EVERYBODY JUST SHUT UP AND LET ME EXPLAIN!" Wendy screamed. Jeez, that was loud.

"This is my twin sister, Abigail." Sure enough, looking closely I saw that they looked identical. "She died a long time before we got here and Maxwell let me call her back every two days or so, but she needs a blood sacrifice. This time, it was your blood, William."

"Okay... I thinks it's time we introduced ourselves? I'm Willow, and this is Wilson," the girl explained.

"My name's William, and this is Wendy."

"I think I can introduce myself!"

"Jeez Wendy, okay..."

She either likes me or really really hates me... Wow.

"I think we should set up a proper camp, if we may move into yours. Ours was completely destroyed by the hounds," Wilson said, shaking his head at the small... er... camp that we were on, which was basically the burned out campfire. That was it. Yeah.

"Willow, would you mind digging up some stuff to replant near the base? William, you could go mine some stone, I saw a rocky-land somewhere up there (he pointed in a random direction.). Wendy, you can help me chop down some trees."

After a quick snack mostly consisting of berries, carrots (all vegetable-y) and seeds, we left to do what we had to.

I got to the rocky-land as it was getting midday, and started mining the stones with a pickaxe I fashioned with 2 twigs (twice the strength, twice the price!) and 2 flint hanging out of either side. When I broke through pieces of rock, flint, and nitre (learned in chemistry, it blows up.). I broke through two more of those rocks (they looked identical, like the trees. Odd.) when I saw 20 rocks with gold streaks in them, all in a circle. The gold pulled me in. I broke one of the boulders when my pickaxe cracked and broke into a million pieces, all un-usable. But I was rewarded for my efforts. Two small gold nuggets were sparkling there, begging me to pick them up and put them in my pockets. The first I did, but the second I couldn't. I looked into my pockets and saw they were full to the brim.

So there is a limit on what I can put in here...

I took out some toasted seeds (I toasted all the life out of 'em.) and ate them. When I sensed I could put more things into my pockets, I put the gold in and started mining all the boulders.

It was dusk by the time I finished mining all the gold boulders. I had gotten two gold nuggets from each rock, forty total (I somehow sensed that I was really lucky with that.) And put them into my pockets, except for one, which I reserved for a special purpose (It involves a certain blue gem I found lying around and the gold nugget.), and ran back to camp, hurrying so I wouldn't get caught out in the dark again. I was so desperate to get back, I tripped over my own feet three times (what an old prick I am, yeah?), but as luck would have it, I got back just as the sun was about to set. Everyone was waiting for me.

"Come on, you big slowpoke!" Willow yelled at me.

"Willow, honestly, I don't know what you're so mad about. It was almost five miles away!" I yelled back.

"You two, just stop and lets get some sleep. We'll sleep in turns so the fire doesn't go out, and go back to work as dawn breaks." Wilson said.

They had already created a fire and we chose the order: Willow, Wilson, Wendy, me. As I was last, I tried to get as warm as possible, but it was impossible because I was lying on the ground. And that's where my idea came in.

I quickly weaved four ropes with grass and made a somewhat nice grass sleeping bag, and passed them around. Then, I went to sleep.

When Wendy woke me up for my shift, I was pretty well rested and sat down near the fire. Then I actually remembered something very important. I concentrated and found myself floating about a foot above the ground, which was as high as I could go. I knew the others weren't able, because they wouldn't have forgotten and asked around if we all could fly. I decided to tell them later in the day. Or better yet, show them.

As the sun came up in the morning, we all felt well rested. My third day in this world begins...

Yes, this is a very long chapter. Yes, I'll do more of these. And yes, that idiot JUST remembered he could fly.

The next morning they will start creating the base camp and do some more stuff. I'm thinking about ending season 1 at Winter, so please review a lot before that happens, though I'll check this story's reviews every once in a while.

TheWriter237 signing out.