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Whelp, it looks like I'm actually committing myself to do this - my first genfic series. Some minor hints of shipping but nothing direct. Rated pg-13 for language and fantasy violence.

Anyways, thankyou to BlueTwilight for beta'ing this fic and I hope you guys enjoy.



Chapter 1 - Wide Awake

Seth awoke, confused and wary in the light of the afternoon sun. Surrounded by the untouched and untamed greenery of a thick forest, Seth picked himself up from the damp grass and looked around, a chilling sense of danger leering on the edge of his mind. He tried to search through his memories for an explanation, worry bleeding into his thoughts as he came up blank. Nothing - no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember anything about his life but his name and the imminent thought that danger lurked in the coming night.

He stumbled through the forest with the burning red of the setting sun to his back, confused but determined. Each crunch and crackle had him glancing through the trees and peering over his shoulder. Seth swore he was being chased but there was nothing to be seen but leafy greens and rough bark. Almost aimlessly, he moved through the forest, unsure of where he was heading. All he knew was that he had to get away before darkness consumed the horizon because something would come and every inch of him screamed that that something was out to see him dead.

Endless moments passed by as Seth continued to stumble through the trees, the sun now almost completely swallowed by the horizon. He tripped, heart throbbing in his chest as he went sprawling across the grass. Rocks dug into his skin and the earthy smells of dirt and dew filled his nose as he lay on the grass, counting the seconds with each sharp breath. The light was almost completely gone and Seth knew he wouldn't get somewhere - anywhere in time. Fear beginning to numb his senses, he dared to roll over and glance up to see what horrors awaited him as the last of the light was swallowed by the shadows.

His breath hitched in his throat as something warm and heavy settled upon him, straddling his shaking frame as he stared up into the darkness. Seth stilled, his body frozen as fear swallowed every conscious thought. A cold, sharp edge pressed against his throat and he swallowed a whimper, knowing that regardless of what beastly thing had him in its grasp, he was going to die and that-

His thoughts were cut off by a low but menacing voice barely inches from his ear. "Don't move a muscle." The tone was cold and unfriendly, but Seth still breathed a small sigh of relief that he wasn't going to become some wild beast’s dinner in this strange nightmare. His pulse still pounded in his ears and his hands still trembled against his sides, but for once, something familiar hummed in the back of his mind, bringing the soft presence of hope to his addled thoughts. Among the memories of nothing and no-one, a small part of Seth found something familiar in this stranger pinning him to the ground. He couldn't tell who they were or why they were familiar, but despite his racing fear around him, Seth felt almost safe.

The man pressed his knees into Seth's sides, daring him to budge as he sheathed his weapon and shuffled through a small bag hanging from his shoulder. After a short scuffle with materials pulled from his bag, the sharp snick of stone against steel echoed through the air before a small torch blossomed into light, bringing shape and colour to the dark forest. The man that sat upon Seth was tall and lean but surprisingly strong for his thin frame with wispy, platinum hair. A dark mask that reached from the lines of his collarbone to the bridge of his nose hid most of his expression, and what hid in his eyes - one a soft blue, the other a stark and almost artificial red lined with a faded vertical scar - did little more to reveal his intentions.

"Now," the man said in a softer tone, more confident now that the stranger before him wasn't about to run, "who are you and what are you doing here?"

Still breathing in nervous, ragged gasps, Seth tried not to stumble over his words. "Seth… I'm Seth." He swallowed hard, sure his story wouldn't be believed. "I've got n-no idea where this place is or w-why I'm here. Something was chasing me and I had to get away." The stranger visibly relaxed, loosening his hold on Seth's ribs and letting his eyes crinkle up into what Seth assumed to be a smile.

"Good to meet you, Seth. I'm Etho. Now if you want to stay alive, follow me." Etho stood before offering a hand to Seth. Seth gladly took it, letting Etho pull him up before tenderly rubbing the bruises from his fall.

Etho led him through the forest at a brisk pace, leaving Seth with a sheen of sweat as he struggled to match Etho's sure footing and long steps. The dim light from the torch did little to help Seth see, and he wondered how Etho could move so smoothly through the forest while still keeping a sharp eye on the surrounding shadows. Seth tripped again on an exposed root, cursing himself for not paying closer attention to the ground. In a flash, Etho was there, catching him by the arms before Seth could have another foray in the dirt.

Letting Seth right himself, Etho placed a finger on his lips, gesturing for silence. Both froze as Etho glanced around the forest with a little more urgency than before. "You hear that?" Etho whispered, turning in a slow circle. Seth cringed at each barely audible crunch of dried leaves underfoot, subconsciously inching closer to Etho. A sharp crack echoed through the night, followed by a strange and peculiar sound. Seth struggled to place the sound, finding it almost nothing like what he had heard before - kind of like a fast and low pitched croak with an otherworldly edge to the sound.

Purple sparks flashed in the corner of his vision before Etho roughly pulled him to the ground, carefully shielding Seth's eyes. "Don't look at it," Etho growled, burying his face in his arm.

"Look at what?"

"Don't worry. It shouldn't hurt us - as long as we don't look at it."

"Look at what?" Seth asked again, concern and a small hint of panic leaking into his voice.

"The nightman," Etho replied, the edge of fear in his voice sending shivers down Seth's spine.
The seconds ticked by, matched by the count of Seth's short, muffled breaths. Finally, the air seemed to chill when more violet sparks crackled in the night, followed by the sharp sound of air rushing into a vacuum and a soft, almost indistinguishable pop as the sparks disappeared. Etho seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, finally relaxing his tense grip as once again he helped Seth up from the ground.

"It's gone, I think," said Etho, once again warily scanning the shadows of the forest. "At least we're almost there." Seth too looked around, searching for any sign of the mysterious beast that seemed to have both appeared from and vanished into thin air. Everything, bar the small patch where Etho had pulled him to the ground, remained undisturbed, almost as if the strange creature had never been there at all. Seth chewed his bottom lip, pondering the mystery as Etho began leading him through the forest again, slightly shaken from the close encounter.

"Where exactly are we going?" Seth asked as they continued to trek through the forest. The thick greenery seemed to go on forever and a small part of Seth wondered if they were lost or if there even was a set destination at all.

"To the others. There are twenty-five of us, not counting you. It's a long story, but you'll find out when we reach the settlement." Seth nodded, overwhelmed but content with Etho's answer.

Finally, after a short while more of walking through the forest, Seth squinted at the beginnings of a soft orange glow breaking through the trees. The scent of light, but clean smoke blew through the forest, creating a homey and comforting feel as they approached the edge of the trees. Here, things seemed warmer and almost friendly compared to the sinister edges of the dark night and enclosing greenery. Now, Seth too could hear the soft crackle of burning wood, and if he listened closely, the quiet hum of unfamiliar voices breaking through trees. Smells of roast meat and fresh spices joined the smoky breeze and Seth felt his stomach growl, realising just how hungry he was.

"We're here," Etho said with a hint of relief. Seth almost gasped as they broke through the trees into a sparse open plain with soft rolling hills and the hint of a river peeking through the inky shadows. Though, what was most astonishing about the sight was the large camp, no, settlement that lay before him - a diverse array of stone and wood buildings and huts differing in size and shape sat together just past the edge of the forest. Rickety shacks, more established houses of stone and wood, and an open array of gravel paths were all surrounded in a tall, oaken fence. All of this was brightly lit with torches like the one Etho carried, and sometimes, a strange yellow stone that seemed to glow of its own accord.

Seth gaped at the sizeable community as Etho led him to a small gate almost indistinguishable among the rough fences. Stopping at the gate, Etho knocked three times before stepping back and waiting, a warm smile lighting his face. After the sound of a wooden latch being pulled free, the gate creaked open and Etho led Seth inside the place to face another tall and slim man who had just let them through. The man smiled, giving Etho a friendly wave as he slung a bow across his shoulder. "Found a new one, I see," said the man, giving Etho a friendly punch on the shoulder.

"Yeah. Poor guy nearly had a heart attack when I pounced on him in the forest back there." Etho laughed as the stranger gave Seth a quick once-over before turning to face Etho again.
"If you want to go take him to the community fire, I'll send one of the guys to go get Guude," the stranger said. Etho nodded, giving the man a parting wave before gesturing for Seth to follow him down the path.

"I hope you're not tired," said Etho as he led Seth to what he assumed to be the community fire. "It's gonna be a long night."

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> Next

Date: Monday, December 9th, 2013 03:18 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] threeshock
This is excellent, I can't wait for more!

Date: Monday, December 9th, 2013 04:45 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Alright, this is, like, FPJH::LIFYGGHHQDGR amazing
i kind of just grinned and flailed my arms in joy after reading this. :D

Date: Monday, December 9th, 2013 06:46 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] damnreddit
Great start, very intrigued, write moar nao. :D

Date: Monday, December 9th, 2013 07:44 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] jaycana
Moar, please. What a great thing to see after two and a half hours of classes!

Date: Monday, December 9th, 2013 09:28 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] redyellowgirl
I like it! Looking forward to the next chapter!

Date: Tuesday, December 10th, 2013 02:04 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] yaoi15
I love how intense you made minecraft, it's like you're really fighting for your life!

Date: Tuesday, December 10th, 2013 02:36 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] kmd222me
Oooooooh I'm excited for more! <3

Date: Wednesday, June 25th, 2014 08:13 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Hey Sunsetmondays, I hope you don't mind if I write a version of your fanfiction. The Survival Saga is one of many Mindcrack fanfiction stories I really enjoy, please keep it up and thank you very much! 😸



-a person too young to have a dreamwidth account.

Date: Thursday, January 21st, 2016 06:02 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] yamina_chan
Well then. I finally got arround to start reading this.

I can see why you are proud of this work. The first chapter is allready very intense and a good introduction for the reader, as we follow seth who is still confused about this situation himself.

And I absolutely love the term nightman. It suits the Endermen very well and adds to the unfamiliarity of the situation.

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