Mostly Minecraft

Part One - Red

A/N: Hello there, friends! So, yes, I'm writing another story! uvu

This one is going to be a little less fun and games! Crap gets real.

And on that happy note, let us begin.

*laughs maniacally off into the sunset*

~*}{*~ LoonchBox's POV ~*}{*~

I hear footsteps coming up the ladder of the treehouse. My eyes widen as I duck behind the giant tree the treehouse is built around. I quickly draw my bow and notch an arrow, getting ready for the raid.

I hear the footsteps stop at the top of the ladder. I take a deep breath, and draw back my bow. I feel the tail of the arrow, as well as the end of the string touch my cheek. I am fully prepared to kill. I step out from behind the tree.

"Whoa..." Says Jam, lifting her empty palms up slowly.

I relax, exhaling slowly, when I realize it's only my friend. I toss the arrow into the quiver on my back and put the bow back around me. "I didn't expect you to be back so soon." I admit, running a hand through my hair.

I glance over my friend in front of me. The girl with short brown hair and a black jumpsuit with gear-like markings on the arms and legs. Amulet laced with gold and a ruby tucked neatly inside. Dark sunglasses that covered her eyes.

"Yeah, well, I was searching for food." She mutters.

"I bet that went great, didn't it?" I ask sarcastically.

"Absolutely wonderful." She shoots back, emptying her bag she had taken along. Only a couple of seeds and a piece of raw beef tumble out.

I sigh. The war is ruining everything.

Before I get too carried away, let me explain what's going on.

There is a war. No one's sure who started it. All we know is that the people of Minecraftia, the planet we live on, have begun to turn on each other. Fighting and death is a common sight these days.

But some believe it goes deeper than us.

Some believe that there are Pure Ones fighting against The Corruption. The Pure Ones support Notch and want Minecraftia to thrive. The Corruption wants to overthrow Notch and rule with force and evil.

I am one of the people who believe those rumors.

Anyway, the fighting has caused Minecraftia to split into four factions. Yellow, Green, Blue, and Red. Yellow is the faction of fighters, Green is the faction of healers and potion-makers. Blue is the faction of suppliers. They make a bunch of weapons and a few other things. They are also the main food supply. Red is the faction of pyrotechnics.

Yellow is winning. They have the most people by far, followed by Blue, then Green, and finally Red.

Once someone is 13 years old, they are allowed to choose a faction. Majority choose Yellow, because they think more people equals more chance of winning. Which, unfortunately, is probably true. The only people who choose to join Red are the ones who have been born and raised here.

You cannot change factions once you have chosen. Yet some people do anyway. Or, at least, try to. And every time, people want to switch to Yellow. Yellow is... very particular about who they let into the faction, unlike Red, who says yes to everyone, more or less. If you want to switch to the Yellow faction, you're going to have to kill someone close to you. And even if you do follow through, you get killed anyway. You killed someone close to you. How can they trust you now? The answer? They can't. So they kill you to avoid betrayal.