You had just finished the roof of your house, the last torch in place. The sky was darkening, the creaking of skeletons could be heard in the distance, and the growls of zombies were getting closer. You sat back, relieved that you were safe - or so you thought.

That's when you heard:

"Hey!"

The voice was sharp and feminine. You lifted your head in surprise and looked out through your door. In the moonlight, a green-cloaked figure stood in front of your house. At first you thought it was just another Creeper… but then you saw it.

She was tall, feminine, and explosively attractive. Her shapely thighs were stretched out in tight brown pants, and tactical belts hung around her waist. Her upper body was covered in a white material wrapped tightly around her—just enough to cover her enormous breasts. TNT rods hung from the inside of her dark, torn green cloak, like a living arsenal. Her red-glowing eyes pierced through her hood as she flashed a grin at you, brandishing a lit fuse in her hand.

"Wanna buy some?" She asked laughing, shaking one of the TNT rods. "Or just... Kill?"

You stepped back, your hand automatically reaching for the door, but you couldn't take your eyes off him. He wasn't your average Creeper. He was... something different. Something dangerous. And now he was looking at you.