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Prologue: Second Most Advance
"Dammit! Dammit! Dammit! Spy sapping my sentry! Pyro burning my wall!" I shouted to myself.
In-game voice: "You Failed! *boos*"
"Ffffuuuu" I raged, then I quit the game. "Seriously, whose idea was it to add Campaign Mode to Team Fortress 3? It's so darn hard!"
So I shut down my computer. I did so because I had it on for 3 hours straight, and I don't want to burn it. Then I decided to see my brother at his room.
And he was playing Left 4 Dead 3, with similar problems as I did earlier.
"Look out! Sniper!" He shouted to himself, then his character get's killed by a Sniper special infected.
"'Sniper shot Twitter #AllShamNoWow in the head'... S***!" he mumbled in anger.
"You should listen carefully to your enviroment. If you hear a gun loading sound, and none of your allies are reloading, it means a Sniper is nearby." I tried telling him the strategy.
"Well, I didn't do so because I heard an Assassin starting up his Chainsaw." he replied in anger.

The both of us took a breath of stupidity. "4 new Uncommon Infected, and 3 new Special Infected.You can't even tell Assassins and Snipers from Commons, even though they are Specials. And the Kamikaze uncommon can practically one-hit kill his target..." my brother explained to me.
"3 New classes, 2 new game modes. The Phantom can no-clip through walls, the Biochemist can poison people and cancel out a Medic's healing, and the Bandit can steal another player's weapons. You have to defend a fortress from oncoming enemies in Fortress Defenders, which is much similar to Mann Vs Machine, and a Campaign Mode, only playable in Single Player and has very though enemies..." I explained to him.
Then we both said: "I'll rather play Minecraft with the Gamecraft Mod."
"Now if you excuse me," I then get up from the floor and left the room. "... I have to go to work now..."
I went to my car in the apartment car park, started it up, and left for work.
My car hovered a few centimeters above the road as I drove to my work place. Just before a traffic light, I stopped, and took a glance at the Holo-Screen that is installed near the junction, which is currently playing a commercial from the Capitol.
District 2 Craftville may be advance, but just second to Minenia's Capitol: Miner City...

Prologue: Watch Your Steps
Mining Zanite was a very dangerous job. Well, actually there's no such thing as a safe job when you live in the Aether.
I just hope the scaffolds will hold my weight plus the Gravitite and Ambrosium Shards that I gathered earlier.
And I shouldn't have said that, because one of the rope that is holding the scaffolding platform just broke off.
I quickly grabbed the other rope, and held it tight as I watch all my stuff falls into the clouds, then they disappeared.
I then began climbing up the lone rope, hoping to reach the top without trouble.
And what a bad day it is! A Zephyr appeared out of nowhere and started shooting Snowballs at me.You know how the citizens of District 6 Netheria commented that a Zephyr act exactly like a Ghast? Well, one difference between these two Creeps are their attack of choice, and I don't want to be pushed off the Aether right now.
So I grabbed my Glock with my right hand, while keeping my left on the rope, and began firing on the Zephyr.
By the time the Zephyr has been dealt with, I'm already out of ammo. I let out a breath of relief, and that's when the rope broke off.
"F*** my damm luck!" I cursed while falling, for a few meters.
I seem to have fell on a block of floating Gravitite, and it continued floating upward until I could jump off it onto the island where I installed the scaffolds.
"I don't want to see another Creep or go mining again today..." I said to myself.
District 3 Skyblockia was a pretty dangerous district, and I don't want to encounter another, so I quickly packed up my remaining stuff and headed back home, which - ironically - is in this district...

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Prologue: Never say no...
POW! Another Zombie Pigman's fist hit my face, and when the pain went away, I could taste my own blood.
Pigman: "Now tell us why you're here!"
???: "You guys should have stayed in your graves rather than stealing the people's money!"
That was definitely the wrong answer for criminal-types, and Zombie Pigmen does not take no for this kind of question. I was about to take another fist to the face, when it stopped right in front of my nose.
Pigman 2: "Sir, someone bashed through our front lines!"
Pigman 1: "What?! *to ???* What did you do?!"
???: "To tell you the truth, I have a concealed tracking device under my fedora that also serves as a radar. And I'm pretty sure whoever smashed your front lines should be...
The Answer came by itself, or rather, themselves.
The Peace Makers are here to save the day...
Peace Maker: "Drop your weapons, and put your hands up!"
The Pigmen may be brutal, but they are wimps, like normal pigs. They dropped their weapons on the ground and put their hands up on the air.
The Peace Maker then handcuffed the hostiles. Then another came to untie me.
???: "Thanks for your help."
Peace Maker 2: "I'm just doing my job. So are you."
???: "You don't know how detectives do their jobs..."
???: "Especially some detective like me, Tracer 'Bullet' Ballard."

Chapter 1: Undead Again
I'm back in my Office at the Justice Hall of District 6 Netheria, stamping "closed" on the files of every case cleared.
My name is Tracer "Bullet" Ballard, I am a detective of Netheria's Peace Maker forces.
Being a citizen of a Crime-filled district has it's price. You cannot walk one step without getting a Ghast to shoot you, or a Zombie Pigman to rob your wallet, or a Blaze to burn you into cinders...
True, most of the case I take are related to the Nether Creeps, but there were a few human-related case that does interest me. In this case, a couple's skeletal remains were found in a cave not too far from my office.
I got my fedora and my jacket (why a coat when you live in the hottest place on Minecraftia, I don't know) then I went to my car, started it up, and drove off to the crime scene.
As I got to the crime scene, I get the usual from my colleagues: they give me some iced Coffee (you should never have hot drinks in the Nether), greet each other with a handshake, and getting briefed about the case.
But this one has extras. We have to enter the crime scene wearing Hazmat Suits.
Carlson, the Head Peace Maker explained that he saw a Netherfly that tries to rest on the remains instantly turned to dust by touching it, and the same can happen to humans.
"Well, this is strange. Everything organic on the body beside the bones has completely decayed away, and we couldn't explain why. Cuts on the bones of one of the victims made us rule out diseases. We suspect the murderer used a Stone Sword to kill them, but the blow only hit one person, and it wasn't a lethal strike either." Carlson explained to me.
Then he added another sentence. "And due to contamination issues, we'll have to run the forensic tests right here..."
A Forensic Expert suddenly cut in. "I don't think a test is necessary, there was nothing else on the remains that could lead us to the murderer, and I literately mean NOTHING. We'll have to send the bodies to Miner City, the Peace Makers there have better resources than we do."
Carlson thought for a while, then he said: "Alright. But make sure anyone who was touching it is wearing Hazmats, and also make sure no civilian gets near it."
"Let's go back to the Justice Hall for now, Tracer..." he said to me, then he left in his car.
I decided that I should leave with everyone else, so I got on my car, started it up, and drove off.
The starting of the engine is what prevented me from hearing a Skeleton's chatter...

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Prologue: Shots and Locks
2 Creepers are acting like usual at the Meadows, walking about and looking for unfortunate Minecraftians to blow up. Then with one shot from my Sniper Rifle, I blew their heads off, scattering Creeper Blood and Gunpowder all over the spot.
"Boom! Double headshot." I commented on myself. Then I walk up to the spot where the Creepers laid headless, and collected the Gunpowder.
"Not so though without a head, are ya, Creepers?" I taunted over the carcasses. And then I hear the unmistakable static voice from behind me.
I then turn around and again, see the unmistakable pair of purple eyes right in front of mine.
"Shoudn't you be somewhere else stealing chunks?" then I added, "Enderman..."
Of course, Endermen never hesitate to kill someone that starred at them. You leave them behind and they do the same, but attacking, trolling, or even starring at them and they will take your head as their prize. And this particular Enderman must've had enough of being stared at, because it grabbed me in a headlock without warning.
Bad move. I tell myself. then I quickly grabbed my hunting knife and stabbed the Enderman's head before it could teleport. It released it's grip on my head, but strangely, is still alive.
"Maybe I should've done more research on Creeps at the library..." I said to myself, then facepalmed.
The Enderman came closer to me, made a monstrous roar, and then it charged at me.
I quickly positioned my Sniper Rifle, and with a quick shot, blew a hole on it's chest.
It fell to the ground, with it's Ender Pearl rolling toward me. I picked up the pearl.
"This could sell for a lot." So I packed the Pearl together with the Gunpowder, and left the Meadows in a hurry.
I then remembered how my parents both lost their lives to one lone Enderman. And I was just 12 when they died. I hoped that I wouldn't lose mine to another.
But what choice do I have? I live in District 8 Creepor, where everyone's job is hunting Creeps and collect their produce. Only if we could get more support from Miner City, the Capitol of our state: Minenia. Or at least from District 2 Craftville...

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