Y/N = Your Name

L/N = your Last Name

S/N = Sister's Name

B/F/N = Best Friend's Name (boy)

N/A = Name of your Army

N/F = Name of your Followers

S/A = Symbol of your Army

Y/B = Your Birthday

M/N = your Mother's Name

H/C = your Hair Color

E/C = your Eye Color

The list will be updated as need be throughout the series.

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Y/N's POV

"You ok there, S/N?"  I asked, watching my sister stumble beside me as I readjusted my grip around her shoulder.

She had tripped over a practically invisible notch in the ground and twisted her ankle a bit ago.

"Yeah...it just hurts."  She answered, a slight hiss coming out when she limped on it.

"This terrain has changed quite a bit over the past 4 years.  I just hope he hasn't moved the base entrance since I've been gone...."

"He?"  S/N asked.

"Oh, yeah, a friend of mine I met when I escaped first time 'round.  His name is B/F/N."

"B/F/N?  Does he know about Father?"

I sighed sadly, shaking my head.  "Literally no one knows.  In the N/A army, there are no secrets between the leader and the people.  They know everything...except my parentage.  I never told them because I never thought I'd get caught again, nor that I would gain any physical representation of Father.  I never thought it would matter."

S/N stumbled again, nearly taking me with her.

"Careful where you step!"  I warned as I steadied her.

"Y/N, do you still have the pickaxe?"

I nodded.

"Could I use it to walk so I don't bother you?"

"You sure?"

S/N nodded.

I sighed and pulled out the diamond pick, handing it to her.  She stuck the handle end on the ground, holding it by the pick part.  "That's better."

I smiled lightly and continued at a brisk pace, S/N keeping up pretty well behind me.

"So, what are the N/F like?"  S/N asked.

"Kind.  Smart.  EXTREMELY stealthy.  I've heard that the Dood army, or SSundee's/Ian's, army is the master of stealth, so I like to say that my army is second...just barely."

"Why stealth?"

"While I didn't believe Father would come back in some way or another, I never wanted to be part of a ginormous group like Team Crafted.  I know a little about them, but I just never wanted to become part of that.  I met up with B/F/N and we started making that small hole in the ground.  People stumbled across us and soon, we were large enough to be considered a small army.  I came up with the name of the army, the followers' name, and the symbol.  The S/A.  Anyone who has a S/A is part of the N/A army.  Stealth is the number one thing taught when people decide to expl-----"

"AHHHHH!!"  S/N screamed.

I immediately whipped around to see something grass-green shoot up into the air and the pickaxe fall to the ground.

"S/N!!"  I cried, running towards the bag that held my little sis.

But something underneath me shot upwards at an extreme rate, cocooning me in a grass-green material.

The world around me darkened into a faint green light.  I couldn't even move that much, and the material didn't feel like it'd give way anytime soon.

"Y/N!  Y/N, where are you?!  HELP!"  I heard S/N's muffled cries for help.

"S/N, calm down, I'm right here!"  I called out, struggling against the material.

"Y/N, what's going on?!"

"I don't know...don't say my name anymore, ok?  I don't know who these traps belong to...."

I heard faint sniffles coming from somewhere outside the bag.  Probably S/N.  "My foot hurts a lot...."

I closed my eyes, listening to what I could outside the bag.

Being the leader of a stealth-based army meant I had to increase my hearing to faint footsteps and unnatural rustles.

There!  Somewhere from behind me.  Faintish footsteps.

"I really wish people would stop trying to explore these woods...."  A male voice said.

"Well, we're all Minecraftians, aren't we?  We have a natural instinct to explore!"  A female voice replied.

"Sis, that just makes our job harder."

"Hello?!  Please, let us out!"  S/N cried.

They ignored her.

I wasn't getting a good feeling about this....

The first male voice sighed heavily.  "Let's just get this over with....  Tris, the potion."

I stayed quiet as they seemed to shuffle about for a bit.

Suddenly, something whacked against the side of the bag I was in, causing an involuntary yelp to escape my mouth.

It must've been some kind of splash potion because the side of the bag was wet with...something.

I stayed still, breathing shallowly.

And then I began to feel drowsy.

It must've been some kind of knockout potion or something.

I sighed and closed my eyes, succumbing to the darkness.

I mean, what else could I do?

○●○●○●○●○  

I felt exposed.

I was sitting in some kind of chair.

I couldn't move anything but my head.

Where is my cloak, my gloves, my glasses?

I don't feel them on me.

Oh Notch.

I heard murmurs from somewhere in front of me.

Where was I?

Slowly, I raised my head and opened my eyes.

I saw two people talking quietly in one corner, both male, and a female in the other who was watching me.

I quickly took in their appearances.

The female had dirty blond hair and hazel eyes.  She was wearing a green cloak, as well.

The male that was facing me had brown hair and brown eyes.  He also had a green cloak, the same shade as the female.

The male not facing me was some kind of wolf hybrid.  He had a black tail and black wolf ears on the top of his head.  And black hair.  And I mean BLACK.  Like, the black you...uh, see when you see nothing?

Ugh, you know what I mean.  ...Hopefully.

But, what scared me the most was what was on the male's and female's left cheek.

A symbol.  The S/A.

Oh Notch.  They found me.

As I had felt, my sunglasses, cloak, and gloves were nowhere to be found.

The female looked at my eyes strangely before turning to the males.  "Candid, she's awake."

The black wolf hybrid turned to me, and I could see the rest of his appearance.

Pure black eyes.  Like, no whites or iris.  Just a ball of black in his eye sockets.  The only white was the little highlight in the center of his eye from the reflecting light.

That's FREEEAKY.

He also had the S/A on his left cheek.

He looked at my eyes and his widened.  He swiftly drew a sword that he had from his side.  "Bren, Garrett, strengthen your magics on her, NOW!"

Bren, who I guess was the female, and Garrett looked at each other in slight confusion before looking at me.  Bren's eyes flashed gray and Garrett's flashed blue-gray.

I yelped as I felt the immobility of my body suddenly compress, making me...more immobile, if that even makes sense....

I looked down to see translucent lines of magic swirling around me.  Gray and blue-gray lines.

"Don't let her go anywhere.  I'm going to go get the leader."

B/F/N?

He swiftly sheathed his sword and turned, rushing out of the door.

The two sorcerers looked at each other and at me.  "Would you care to enlighten us as to why he freaked out?"  Bren asked.

They had looks of surprise as I answered.  I guess they thought that if Candid believed I was...evil, I guess, that I wouldn't answer.  "He thinks I'm Herobrine in disguise as a female.  I mean, I'm not, but words don't satisfy.  He'll need proof that I'm not who he thinks I am."

"So then...what...who...are you?"  Garrett asked slowly.

I smirked and answered with a slight chuckle.  "I'm Y/N L/N, leader of the N/A army and the daughter of Herobrine."