Welcome to Minecraft! You'll Never Leave...

Prologue

"Hey guys Cry here. Today I'm playing Minecraft. I played an Amnesia map on this game a while back. I thought that was fun so I figured 'hey why not?'" Cry started up the world he made, and walked around aimlessly. "I need wood. How do I get it?" He started hitting buttons until he left clicked. Cracks formed on the tree. "Huh. Neat." He held the left button, and the cracks grew until the tree broke.

"I have figured out half of the game title! Yes! Now I need to figure out how to open my inventory." Cry started hitting random buttons. Finally he hit the 'E' key. "Yes! I got an achievement!" Someone walked behind Cry. He heard the shuffling of footprints, and turned around. "What the-" He jumped out of his chair dodging a blow that would have knocked him out. He managed to exit the room, but tripped over his cat.

"Damn it cat!" Cry screamed, and stood up quickly. "Gotta get out." His hand was on the doorknob when he was hit over the side of the head, and slumped down the wall.

Wha-what happened? Cry thought when he woke up. He tried to touch his mask, but handcuffs kept his hands behind his back. He looked around. "I'm in a cage." Cry tried speaking, but couldn't form the words. He tried moving his tongue around, but there was a large ball of cotton blocking any and all speech. Okay. I got bashed in the head, I'm gagged and now I don't know where I am. Nice. He looked around. There were two other people. Should I wake them up? One of the figures twitched. Nah. Might as well delay the terror. There was a movement beside him. Mumbling brought no response. Cry was about to dismiss the movement as a figment of his imagination when a kick landed on his arm.

Cry twisted his head to face this person. He didn't look familiar. Giving this person a look of sympathy was an option, but he felt the mask he always wore pushing against his face. The only comforting gesture that was possible was looking at the other man to give some acknowledgement. He had short curly brown hair, and his eyes were brown. There was this look of fear on his face that told Cry the story.

He had gone through the same thing.

A door to the right of the two people opened. They looked towards the noise. There was a woman looking at them. She opened the cage door, and grabbed the unconscious figure. He had longish brown hair. The other guy -who was probably the other person's friend- tried to scream through the gag in his mouth.

He tried to stand, but nothing worked. He screamed again. The door closed. Tears were streaming down the guys face. Cry didn't know what to do. He couldn't comfort the other man he was bound and gagged! The woman returned, this time taking the other man. He screamed and kicked, anything that would free him. Cry looked in terror as the door closed.

What is she doing to them?

He looked around for any means of escape.

C'mon Cry think! There has to be a way to escape.

He fought tears that threatened to stream down his face as he realized that escape was hopeless.

I wonder what dying is like. I know it happens in video games, but that's different.

Cry sat in silence for what felt like hours, when the door opened again. The woman grabbed the back of Cry's shirt, and dragged him behind her. She walked through a door, that introduced a large machine. Cry gulped, waiting for the inevitable. The woman took the gag out of his mouth. Cry looked at her.

"What?" She asked.

"Why did you kidnap me?"

"Well, my team and I have been working on this machine for a while." She gestured to the large machine. "We needed to test it, so we thought why not find some 'volunteers' and see how this baby will work."

"So, you kidnapped people, and you don't even know if they're alive."

"We know that most of them died, but the last few sets of people we've sent didn't die on the way."

"On the way?"

"Yes, this is a teleporter. It can take you to new places. Some that don't even exist in this world." I gave her a look of bewilderment.

"Wha-what do you mean?"

"I mean, you can go to worlds that originally would never exist in our world." She pointed the machine.

"Can we talk about this?"

"No." She shot me with the machine, causing me to black out as I hit the ground.

So, this is my new non LOAC Minecraft story. How was it? I'll tell you right now it's going to get better and longer, it's just that I wanted to do third person for the prologue. As for the vague use of names. I'll be doing the introductions in the next few chapters, so don't fret. Also, I pre-wrote this story while LOAC, Middle School, and TSG were still in progress. I mentioned that in the last chapter of LOAC book 2. Anyway, later Legends!