She screamed, she dropped her sword, and her eyes changed. They changed from a emerald green to a glowing white.

Gandal screamed with laughter as he saw his new comrade, he looked around, sensing another human; the human that tried to help the girl.

(In all reality Just is a Neko(if you just thought of a cat Google Neko) but whatever...that's just what her shin's based off)
Just saw the Girl get turned and ran for her life.
Damn you Herobrine
She found a cave and ran into it with out thinking. She was safe here, right?

Herobrine laughed, 'this'll be good.' He floated off the ground, picking up the human scent.

She looked at her hands, and then through the fog. Her sense of humanity and sanity slipping away. She disappeared in the fog.

'Now...' Gandal muttered, rapidly searching for his new prey.

She wanders through the village, talking to the local blacksmith and exchanging emeralds for a diamond sword. She climbs up to the watchtower in the village and looks around the horizon. It's almost as if she's speaking with someone, but she's talking to herself. She never admits it, but she's a bit crazy. Not insane. Just crazy.
"I've been guarding this village for a while...at least I can live here without sleeping in the cold or almost starving...I remember the memories from before. Running. Fighting. Camping. Waking up to repeat the process."

Gandal put his hand in the air, sensing the air for life. A nearby village... He could smell the pine of the houses and the sweet smell of blood.

"Do you ever get the sense something isn't right? I haven't seen my sister. I hope she's ok." She looks at her sword. "I'm not leaving this place unless I need to, I got all my items, remember? All that secluded mountain training." She looks at a villager that's looking at her like she's insane, she ignores the villager and looks again at the horizon.

She appeared far from the village Natsu was at, frowning. "I-I'm....sorry...." Her memories slipped away from her, and she smiled, disappearing into fog.

Gandal dipped from the ground, hovering higher. In the horizon, a dark sillouhette of a church was visible, towering into the air, a large spire protruding from the roof. Gandal smiled, 'looks like we found a village!' He declared as he headed for the church.

"I don't think we should go there...." She looked at Gandal, unsure of herself and why she she even said that.

'Why?' Gandal laughed, turning to look at her in the eye.

"That place is near deserted, we should find a village with more people, am i correct." She smile and used her hands as a scale, one hand higher, the other lower.

She widens her eyes, as if she heard what was said, but as soon as she looks, she loses hope. Lighting a torch and gets a blanket out of her pack. Singing to herself, she gets ready to rest.
"And so today, I stay here guarding like I always do. Awaiting one good hero strong enough and true. I know you're thinking that I'm hiding on the throne again. But in the end I know I'm too weak to win."
She closes her eyes and sleeps.


((I'm sorry I love the song it comes from and it's been in my head.))

'Isn't it worth checking?'

"No, I don't think it's worth it." She stared to the ground, feeling a bit scared of a consequence she'll get

Gandal moved closer to her, a hairs width from her, 'Are you sure?' He traced a long nail over he heart, smiling grimly.

She looked up. "I'm never sure, but sometimes, I'm right."

'We are better of checking for resources.' Gandal suggested, moving away from her and heading back for  the church.

"I'll stay here then, if im needed, let me know"

'No.' Gandal said, an authoritative time crawling into his voice. 'You come.'

"I don't have a choice?"

She wakes up, looking at her sword. "I'm awake, now what?" She looks and sees the fog, remembering her studies, fog wasn't good. She looks at the well, remembering how deep it is. She takes a breath, jumps in, and swims to the bottom. Getting her pickaxe, she started digging herself an underground bunker, covered and surrounded by water. She put dirt around herself so she can stand on firm ground and breathe. She holds her sword tightly, waiting for a sign to go back to the surface.

'No. You don't.' Gandal lifted himself from the ground once again, elevating himself so we was in level with the church's roof.