Part two of my (currently untitled) Mindcrack fanfic
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mindcrackloveHere we go. I've had this for a while, but I think I am ready to show the next segment to you all. Here is part 1: mindcracklove.dreamwidth.org/82103.html
I hope that shows up as a link. I'm not quite sure how to do that. Anyway, I hope you enjoy! Please feel free to give me any feedback or criticism that it deserves, (I really think I messed up on the personalities, but I'm not sure) So, here it is!
Beef’s POV
Yep, that’s definitely her. The girl from those dreams. I stared at her as she walked away, past the lonely cow and towards the woods. She’ll never survive out there, it’s almost night. Well, I guess there’s nothing I can do about it now. What Guude says goes. I had just reached the nether portal when it started to rain. I glanced back once more at the strange girl, the one who had appeared in my dreams so many times. She had disappeared into the forest. I jerked myself to my senses. There was nothing special about this girl and I was not going to address the matter anymore. I stepped through the portal and made my way back to my castle, but I still couldn’t get the events of that afternoon off my mind. I shook the thoughts away and busied myself with the to-do list for the castle and the jungle village. There was little chance I was going to get any sleep that night.
Anna’s POV
There were three things of which I was sure: One, it was nighttime. Two, if I didn’t find shelter fast, I was going to be in trouble. And three, that skeleton I’d seen earlier had golden armor, and was following me. I rushed through the woods, past spiders and scary-looking armless green creatures. There, up ahead, was light. Light meant warmth, light meant food, light meant shelter. Unless it was lava, like last time. Still, I journeyed on. I would have dug a hole to hide in, but by the time I had realized how little I knew about survival, a zombie had spawned and almost killed me before I had enough sense to start running. Faster and faster I ran, tripping over roots and rocks and getting mud all over my clothes. I ran straight out of the forest and into an open area. There before me was a sturdy-looking wooden bridge. I ran across, trying to get to the light just beyond it. I rushed up to a portcullis made out of fence and, quickly pressing the button next to it, stumbled into the warm light of torches lining cobblestone walls. I closed the gate and breathed out a sigh of relief; finally, I was safe.
Beef’s POV
The sound of gravel falling woke me from an almost-sleep, shattering the peaceful sound of the falling rain. Pistons could be heard retracting, and I knew it must be the portcullis. Who would come in that way? Usually people come through the nether portal. I stood up and made my way down the steps to the main gate to greet the late-night visitor.
Anna’s POV
I rested my hand against the wall and took a moment to catch my breath. The running had taken a lot out of me and, after a day like this, the only thing I could think about was sleep. That, and food. I hadn’t had a bite to eat all day. Then there was also the daunting task of staying out of sight of the owner of this castle, who I had realized must be the man called Beef. The castle was uncannily similar to the one in my dream.
I stood up and began to tiptoe through the entryway of the castle. I turned the corner and walked up some steps, up to a platform that led to the back of the castle. Although I had no idea where I was going, I kept wandering. As I crept quietly through the silent halls, I wondered momentarily where Beef was. I shrugged and kept going. Where ever he was, I wasn’t going to let him find me.
Beef’s POV
I walked quickly through the halls towards the main gate. When I arrived, it was closed and there was no one there. There was, however, a trail of muddy footprints leading off to the left. I sighed and followed them, but I already knew who it was. There had to be a reason why she showed up in my dreams so often, why she was here. I followed the footprints up a flight of stairs and through another hallway, off in the direction of the storage hut. When I got out to the back of the castle, I saw just what I had expected. The door to the storage shed was open.
Anna’s POV
I made it to a small storage room near the back of the castle. I creaked open the door and peeked inside. Several sets of double chests sat lining the walls, with a 1-wide staircase leading down to more storage. I looked inside chests one by one, trying to find something, anything, to eat. Cobblestone, cobblestone, dirt, gravel and sand… there! Melons. I grabbed a few slices and took them downstairs to eat, where I would less likely be seen. I ate on the melons for a while, but I stopped when I heard a sound that I had been praying I wouldn’t hear. Footsteps. Soft, thudding footsteps, and the sound of metal armor squeaking as it moved. A shiver went down my spine as I heard the door to the storage room shut.
Beef’s POV
The room looked practically untouched, apart from a chest that wasn’t shut all the way. I opened it and discovered that some melons were missing. I chuckled to myself. If all she wanted was food, she could have asked for it. I walked down the stairs into the basement. Of course, there she was, crouching on top of a chest in the darkest corner.
“You know, that’s not a very good hiding spot.”
She sighed and stepped into the light. She was covered with mud and cuts and bruises, which I guessed she had earned in her trip through the woods. “Ok… you got me…” she said, glancing at the staircase. I knew what she was thinking, but I didn’t want her to leave just yet.
“Wait, hang on a second…” I stepped in between her and the stairs. Her face changed for a split second, to something of anger mixed with horror, but quickly she returned to her defiant, sarcastic expression. I continued, “You could explain yourself. Our meeting today was not very informative.”
She crossed her arms above her chest and looked at me with disgust, but I could see the fear in her eyes. I couldn’t understand it. What did she have to be afraid of? “No one else who heard my story believed it. They think I’m crazy, or a liar, or a thief, so why would you be any different? Why should I tell you any more than I told them?”
“Do you want my help or not?”
She avoided my eyes as she pondered the question. I could tell she had some serious chaos going on in her head. Not that I could say anything less of myself…
Anna’s POV
Well, I obviously can’t go back out there, not tonight anyway, so… I might as well trust him.
“Fine. My name is Anna, I live in Ohio in the United States with my uncle and my little brother Max. No, I don’t know how I got here and no, I don’t want anything from you. I just want to get home.” I tried to keep tears from spilling out of my eyes. The pandemonium of the day had really worn on me, and I was finally starting to grasp the depth of the situation. I wasn’t at home. I didn’t know how to get back, and no one was going to help me. How did I get into this mess?
“Earlier, you said something about to Guude about a dream. Could you tell me about that?”
Again? Why is he so interested in my dream? Does he know something I don’t know? In any case, I decided against telling him the details. “Yeah, um, it was just, you know, a regular, every-day, nonsense dream.”
“Okay…” He hesitated for a moment, “Follow me.” He turned and headed up the stairs.
“Where…” I began.
“You can stay here; just don’t go wandering off.” he said.
“Just for tonight?” I asked.
“Sure.”
So, against my better judgment, I went with him. He led me upstairs, where he crafted a bed out of some wool and planks he had pulled out of a nearby chest. We walked back up to the main castle and into a large unfinished room (the floor was still grass). He placed the bed in the corner and turned to face me.
“Okay, you can sleep here.” He said as he walked over to desk covered with papers on the other side of the room and sat down.
“Aren’t you going to back to bed too?”
“No, I wasn’t sleepy anyway. I’ve got work to do.” He said without looking up from his papers.
“Okay,” I got under the covers and rolled over to face the wall. Sleep did not come easily for me. I tried to relax, but the events of the day had been just too stressful. I was still confused as to whether to be happy or scared. I was in a Minecraft world, which would have been great, but I didn’t have a way out, which was not-so-great. No one knew who I was or how I got there, and they wouldn’t believe my story. They wanted no part of me, and that was a problem. The only way I was going to get out was with their help. So, I had a dilemma. How would I get them to trust me, and then to help me? I didn’t know. I didn’t even know how to start. These thoughts circled round and round in my head, until the monotony of the repetition eventually put me to sleep.
I hope that shows up as a link. I'm not quite sure how to do that. Anyway, I hope you enjoy! Please feel free to give me any feedback or criticism that it deserves, (I really think I messed up on the personalities, but I'm not sure) So, here it is!
Beef’s POV
Yep, that’s definitely her. The girl from those dreams. I stared at her as she walked away, past the lonely cow and towards the woods. She’ll never survive out there, it’s almost night. Well, I guess there’s nothing I can do about it now. What Guude says goes. I had just reached the nether portal when it started to rain. I glanced back once more at the strange girl, the one who had appeared in my dreams so many times. She had disappeared into the forest. I jerked myself to my senses. There was nothing special about this girl and I was not going to address the matter anymore. I stepped through the portal and made my way back to my castle, but I still couldn’t get the events of that afternoon off my mind. I shook the thoughts away and busied myself with the to-do list for the castle and the jungle village. There was little chance I was going to get any sleep that night.
Anna’s POV
There were three things of which I was sure: One, it was nighttime. Two, if I didn’t find shelter fast, I was going to be in trouble. And three, that skeleton I’d seen earlier had golden armor, and was following me. I rushed through the woods, past spiders and scary-looking armless green creatures. There, up ahead, was light. Light meant warmth, light meant food, light meant shelter. Unless it was lava, like last time. Still, I journeyed on. I would have dug a hole to hide in, but by the time I had realized how little I knew about survival, a zombie had spawned and almost killed me before I had enough sense to start running. Faster and faster I ran, tripping over roots and rocks and getting mud all over my clothes. I ran straight out of the forest and into an open area. There before me was a sturdy-looking wooden bridge. I ran across, trying to get to the light just beyond it. I rushed up to a portcullis made out of fence and, quickly pressing the button next to it, stumbled into the warm light of torches lining cobblestone walls. I closed the gate and breathed out a sigh of relief; finally, I was safe.
Beef’s POV
The sound of gravel falling woke me from an almost-sleep, shattering the peaceful sound of the falling rain. Pistons could be heard retracting, and I knew it must be the portcullis. Who would come in that way? Usually people come through the nether portal. I stood up and made my way down the steps to the main gate to greet the late-night visitor.
Anna’s POV
I rested my hand against the wall and took a moment to catch my breath. The running had taken a lot out of me and, after a day like this, the only thing I could think about was sleep. That, and food. I hadn’t had a bite to eat all day. Then there was also the daunting task of staying out of sight of the owner of this castle, who I had realized must be the man called Beef. The castle was uncannily similar to the one in my dream.
I stood up and began to tiptoe through the entryway of the castle. I turned the corner and walked up some steps, up to a platform that led to the back of the castle. Although I had no idea where I was going, I kept wandering. As I crept quietly through the silent halls, I wondered momentarily where Beef was. I shrugged and kept going. Where ever he was, I wasn’t going to let him find me.
Beef’s POV
I walked quickly through the halls towards the main gate. When I arrived, it was closed and there was no one there. There was, however, a trail of muddy footprints leading off to the left. I sighed and followed them, but I already knew who it was. There had to be a reason why she showed up in my dreams so often, why she was here. I followed the footprints up a flight of stairs and through another hallway, off in the direction of the storage hut. When I got out to the back of the castle, I saw just what I had expected. The door to the storage shed was open.
Anna’s POV
I made it to a small storage room near the back of the castle. I creaked open the door and peeked inside. Several sets of double chests sat lining the walls, with a 1-wide staircase leading down to more storage. I looked inside chests one by one, trying to find something, anything, to eat. Cobblestone, cobblestone, dirt, gravel and sand… there! Melons. I grabbed a few slices and took them downstairs to eat, where I would less likely be seen. I ate on the melons for a while, but I stopped when I heard a sound that I had been praying I wouldn’t hear. Footsteps. Soft, thudding footsteps, and the sound of metal armor squeaking as it moved. A shiver went down my spine as I heard the door to the storage room shut.
Beef’s POV
The room looked practically untouched, apart from a chest that wasn’t shut all the way. I opened it and discovered that some melons were missing. I chuckled to myself. If all she wanted was food, she could have asked for it. I walked down the stairs into the basement. Of course, there she was, crouching on top of a chest in the darkest corner.
“You know, that’s not a very good hiding spot.”
She sighed and stepped into the light. She was covered with mud and cuts and bruises, which I guessed she had earned in her trip through the woods. “Ok… you got me…” she said, glancing at the staircase. I knew what she was thinking, but I didn’t want her to leave just yet.
“Wait, hang on a second…” I stepped in between her and the stairs. Her face changed for a split second, to something of anger mixed with horror, but quickly she returned to her defiant, sarcastic expression. I continued, “You could explain yourself. Our meeting today was not very informative.”
She crossed her arms above her chest and looked at me with disgust, but I could see the fear in her eyes. I couldn’t understand it. What did she have to be afraid of? “No one else who heard my story believed it. They think I’m crazy, or a liar, or a thief, so why would you be any different? Why should I tell you any more than I told them?”
“Do you want my help or not?”
She avoided my eyes as she pondered the question. I could tell she had some serious chaos going on in her head. Not that I could say anything less of myself…
Anna’s POV
Well, I obviously can’t go back out there, not tonight anyway, so… I might as well trust him.
“Fine. My name is Anna, I live in Ohio in the United States with my uncle and my little brother Max. No, I don’t know how I got here and no, I don’t want anything from you. I just want to get home.” I tried to keep tears from spilling out of my eyes. The pandemonium of the day had really worn on me, and I was finally starting to grasp the depth of the situation. I wasn’t at home. I didn’t know how to get back, and no one was going to help me. How did I get into this mess?
“Earlier, you said something about to Guude about a dream. Could you tell me about that?”
Again? Why is he so interested in my dream? Does he know something I don’t know? In any case, I decided against telling him the details. “Yeah, um, it was just, you know, a regular, every-day, nonsense dream.”
“Okay…” He hesitated for a moment, “Follow me.” He turned and headed up the stairs.
“Where…” I began.
“You can stay here; just don’t go wandering off.” he said.
“Just for tonight?” I asked.
“Sure.”
So, against my better judgment, I went with him. He led me upstairs, where he crafted a bed out of some wool and planks he had pulled out of a nearby chest. We walked back up to the main castle and into a large unfinished room (the floor was still grass). He placed the bed in the corner and turned to face me.
“Okay, you can sleep here.” He said as he walked over to desk covered with papers on the other side of the room and sat down.
“Aren’t you going to back to bed too?”
“No, I wasn’t sleepy anyway. I’ve got work to do.” He said without looking up from his papers.
“Okay,” I got under the covers and rolled over to face the wall. Sleep did not come easily for me. I tried to relax, but the events of the day had been just too stressful. I was still confused as to whether to be happy or scared. I was in a Minecraft world, which would have been great, but I didn’t have a way out, which was not-so-great. No one knew who I was or how I got there, and they wouldn’t believe my story. They wanted no part of me, and that was a problem. The only way I was going to get out was with their help. So, I had a dilemma. How would I get them to trust me, and then to help me? I didn’t know. I didn’t even know how to start. These thoughts circled round and round in my head, until the monotony of the repetition eventually put me to sleep.
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