Take Back The Night (Fallen Kingdom Book Two)

(A/N: This is the story of Collin, the son of Steve in Fallen Kingdom. It was only one song, so it'll be a shorter story. Yeah. Hope you enjoy it. :3     By the way, I'm calling you guys Flames now. I just wanted a name for the people who read my stories and because I'm Blaze, it just kind of fits. Thank Jetset for thinking of that one~  :3 )

I'll have to say, I don't know what hurt more. Seeing my coward father ran away from his family, seeing my mother's body go limp, or the pile of stones on top of me. I sat there, numb. Of course, I would have died if it wasn't for the stones on top of me; they were keeping the creepers and zombies away. But they hurt.

The day after my father's kingdom fell, these men came into the castle. I don't know exactly who they are, but they saved me. I heard them talking. I tried to move, but when I did, the stones moved. They started hurting even more. It was starting to become unbearable. Thank Jeb they saw it move. Whoever they are. He picked me up. He wore white.

I didn't need to hear what his friend said to know that my mother was dead.

They took me back to a village, which was full of people. Notch, I haven't seen people in a happy place in a while. The man in white took me to another man in white. He sat me down on a table, and started looking through a book. I sat there, tired and in pain. He had a beard, this man. I only noticed when he came over to me with a bowl of what looked like medicine. Being the curious child I was, I drank it. It made me feel a lot better, whatever it was.

Over the next few days, I was known in the village. Of course, no one talked about me in front of me; I was only a child. I wouldn't understand. I was given chores by the men in white. I had to get water from the well; I had to feed and take care of my own horse; and I had to farm a little.