The Kingdom of Creativity
In the rich and varied lands of the Minecraftia world, two populations lived peacefully. Minecraftia was a huge and cubic island, filled with arid land or lush forests. Several cities dotted this land, in which the Minecraftians lived. Minecraftians were normal people, living in these many villages built by these. They fought day and night to survive and enjoy the life that was offered to them. These people developed using natural materials and made new objects with them. Opposite, or rather, above these lands stood a city or lived the creatives. Citizens with a gift that allows you to open an inventory that contains all the components of this world. They built all that they passed through their heads, so that this city was formed. Everything began, one night, in torrential rain, two people headed for a small village in the country. They ran to a farm where they rushed and knocked at the door. They had no more time … Then they put down a wooden basket, and put a little paper over the wool that was inside. They resumed the road under the storm which had broken out. The years passed, the child that the farmers had welcomed, grew up. He was 5 years old and he has a friend, a friend Lama. But soon a destiny embedded in the life of this boy.
Chapter 1: The secret inventory
A young boy came out of the barn in which he had hidden himself. “Come on Luck!” We go to the pasture! cried the boy. -Brrr! replied the lama, gambolling towards the latter. ” The two friends had known each other for a long time and got along wonderfully. “Be careful Chris! -Yes mom!” The young boy went off in pursuit of the lamas who were browsing in the small enclosure next to the building. Chris had just turned 12, he was a shepherd and helped to keep his parents’ farm running good. Only, one day, these good times were going to be disrupted … Everything started a weekend, Chris was fishing with his friends … They decided to make a contest, the one who caught the rarest fish! “-Suzanne! Go ahead!! -I’ll do my best! replied a little girl with red hair. She took the fishing rod and headed for the pontoon. She sat down on the wet boards and threw the line as far as possible. For a few moments, Chris held his breath before marveling at the globe fish that fished his friend Suzanne. “You’re too strong Suzanne!” -How did you do to fish one ?! -An enchantment? -Magic?” Chris wanted to try to do better, he absolutely wanted to win this contest. He walked over to the fishing rod and grabbed it. Then he left for the pontoon and concentrated to send his line to the right place. As soon as the line was in the water, Chris remained motionless, like a statue … The line moved! He drew with all his might! He took something out of the water but did not see what it was, so he opened his inventory to see his prey. All the others rushed to see and to their surprise, an interface they had never seen. An inventory filled with different materials and rare items! “-Chris? H-How did you do that? “I don’t know.” The interface disappeared, they looked at him uneasily … as if they had broken a rule. They began to panic and ran to the town hall of the village. They suddenly entered the town hall and went to fetch the mayor. On their indicated a room and they and throughout the course, trailing Chris who did not understand what was going on. The group at the door, and a hoarse voice reply: “Enter.” “Excuse us … But on an emergency …” began Suzanne, trembling. -Our friend and an opening of an interface … weird … where there was plenty of materials! -An interface … odd? Whatever! Come on! Go out! ” They all frightened and escaped out to avoid rubbing the scary mayor. “I knew that this child hid something … I knew it from the day he was welcomed … I should have been wary … It is absolutely necessary to intervene …” muttered the mayor, anxiety. The evening came and Chris went home, his head full of questions. He pushed the door of the wooden house and went upstairs without greeting his parents. He entered his room and collapsed in his bed amidst the fluff and woolen cushions. What to do … What was this strange inventory that appeared before me? Chris thought. To change his mind, Chris rummaged through the drawers in her room. Toys, books, vials, he ended up falling on a paper that looked quite old. “We entrust this child to you, please take care of him … His name is Chris. Thank you very much.”
A Minecraft Bandit’s Life
Chapter 1 – Meepboomvroom
Meepboomvroom ran around the cluster of trees, hoping to lose the knights chasing him. His cubic legs, moving like pistons next to a redstone clock, never stopped unless interrupted. But in his case, interrupted was getting away. Weaving through the trees, he finally heard the clanking of metal against metal disappear. Meepboomvroom stopped, bending over as he gasped for breath.
“OMG, that was close!” he wheezed. You see, Meepboomvroom was a Bandit, exiled from the Kingdom of Minecraftia. He was also a member of a group named The Bandits, also known as the rouges. They had very high tech gear, including guns. The kingdom didn’t have that kind of gear. Instead they had tough armor, which was the tradeoff. Meepboomvroom had already been with the Bandits for a while and had chosen a shotgun as his weapon of choice, always carrying it with him.
He had gone into the kingdom earlier that night; he was looking for some metal because the Bandits were running low and they needed metal to make the weaponry and add-ons. So far he had gathered three metal bars, two rusty plates of metal, an old watering can, and two axe heads. For a new Bandit, this was great, but for Meepboomvroom, he was clearly one of their elite, meaning he was meant to get more. Then he saw a knight walking down a cobblestone path, his armor clanking. Meepboomvroom realized that he could take out the knight and gather his armor, thus completing his run. Of course, the noise it would cause was what he was concerned about. I mean, he had a suppressor (silencer) but a shotgun is loud either way. He decided to go for it. Man I hope this works, he thought. He slowly crept up behind the knight, pulled out his shotgun, and started his assault on the guard. First he shoved the nozzle into the knight’s back, causing him to fall to the ground.
“What in the world?” asked the knight? Meepboomvroom grunted as he struck his armor and pulled the trigger. The knight’s body slumped as Meepboomvroom grabbed his armor and sword just as footsteps could be heard from around the corner.
“I think that is my cue to go,” he said as he began sprinting away… Meepboomvroom finally walked into a clearing. Tired and thirsty, he began to move farther into the interior as a camp came into sight.
“The camp,” he wheezed, clearly exhausted. He saw people milling about, and people guarding, when a woman named Molly spotted him.
“Meep’s back, and he looks tired!” Many people rushed to his aid. The first to reach him was an elite male like him named Jack who helped him down the hill to a seat.
“Are you OK Meep? You seem tired,” said Jack.
“Give me some food and water and I’ll tell you,” Meepboomvroom replied. Jack dashed off to the kitchen, which wasn’t much. More like a large sack of rags and sticks thrown together, mostly because the other Bandits were still working on it. By now a crowd had gathered around Meepboomvroom asking if he was OK and if his run was successful.
“Get out of way,” yelled Jack. A path cleared for Jack to run through.
“Doing OK?” Jack asked, holding out some bread for Meepboomvroom, who snatched the loaf away and ate the whole thing in a matter of seconds.
“Better,” Meepboomvroom replied. Jack then held out a small cup of water, which Meepboomvroom gulped down.
“OK, so what happened on your run, Dude?” Jack asked. Meepboomvroom replied with a sigh and began telling the crowd what happened.
Chapter 2 – The Siege
“And in the end, I made it back here,” Meepboomvroom finished.
“Wow!” Jack replied. “Where is the stuff you got? We can throw it right in the forge.”
“Right here,” Meepboomvroom responded as he threw the items to the ground.
“Great j…” Jack’s sentence was cut off by distant shouts. It was then that it dawned on Meepboomvroom – the knights that were chasing him hadn’t lost him – they had taken off their armor and followed him, reporting back to their King – meaning they were under attack! He turned in the direction of the shouts and could see the battlefield.
“You get the generator out of the forge, I’ll keep the knights away!” he shouted to Jack who replied with a quick “OK” and ran to the forge. Taking out his shotgun, he turned to a group of three knights who had broken through the formation and were charging right at him. With a plan in mind, Meepboomvroom ran at the knights, confusing them for a second, but they quickly recovered and continued their charge. When he was only five blocks away from the knights he slid in between them and came up the back. Overconfident, the knights turned around only to be greeted by a trigger being pulled.
As the three knights fell to the ground Meepboomvroom turned around and gasped. Molly and Jack were both losing battles! He knew that he could only save one of them. He felt like Jesse in Minecraft story mode! He knew that he only had a matter of time before they both got killed! He made a decision, Molly was a great friend but he knew that Jack was the right decision. The bandit code said to help elite before helping normal bandits or recruits. He ran to Jack’s aid. Using his shotgun as a battering ram, he smashed into the two fighting Jack like a truck. Jack quickly used his duel pistols to shoot the two knights on the ground.
“Thanks.” Jack said. Meepboomvroom turned around only to see molly on the ground with a sword sticking out of her chest.
“No time to mourn Molly’s death right now.” Meepboomvroom sighed.
“You got the forge engine right?” he asked Jack.
“Right here!” Jack replied.
“Now let’s get out of here! I saw Wolf_Man get out of camp!” Wolf_Man was the Bandit’s leader.
“I hope almost everyone is ok.” Meepboomvroom thought as they ran out of the camp.
“You ok man?” Meepboomvroom asked Jack.
“Yep.” Jack replied. “Good job following the code, you saved me instead of Molly.” Meepboomvroom sighed.
“Well we can’t mourn yet, we’re still surviving and on the run.” Jack said as they walked into a clearing. “Hey dude, I think we can set up a permanent base here. What do you think?”
Jack asked. Meepboomvroom surveyed the area, “Sure” He replied.
“Ok, I’ll get some wood.” Jack said as he pulled out his hatchet. Jack had managed to grab it from the armory before they ran off along with two metal pickaxes and sixty-four torches.
“Hey!” Meepboomvroom yelled to Jack, “Can I have a pickaxe?” Jack replied with a nod and threw the pickaxe to Meepboomvroom, who caught it expertly. He jogged over to a cave in the hill next to the clearing. Taking out a torch in his left hand and his pickaxe in his right he began to descend into the cave.
Chapter 3 – Settling
Placing the first torch on the wall, Meepboomvroom began to mine stone out of the wall. Breaking each block with a hefty grunt. He grabbed each block and put it in his large camo backpack. He heard a groaning sound from around the corner. He knew it was a zombie before he saw it. You see, you may be thinking that there’s nothing to worry about. But in this universe it’s like a zombie from the walking dead. That means they are a TON more dangerous than normal Minecraft zombies. Meepboomvroom smiled, he hadn’t killed a zombie in a while so he wanted to polish up on his skills. Spinning around, Meepboomvroom grinned at the zombie. He took out his gun and sprinted towards it. He first went for an uppercut strike, not wanting to waste ammo until they had the forge set up. The zombie stumbled backwards and tripped on some gravel. Meepboomvroom then smacked it in the forehead multiple times. Once it stopped moving Meepboomvroom started to search it what he found was great! The zombie had a full box of matches on it.
“Score!” Meepboomvroom said to himself. He grabbed the blocks still on the floor and continued to descend.
When he came back to the surface the first thing that he heard was,
“TIMBERRRR!!!!!” and then the crash of a tree. Meepboomvroom shrieked as a tree came crashing down in front of him.
“Are you trying to kill me!?” Meepboomvroom asked.
“Oh, hey Meep! Sorry I didn’t see you there.” Jack replied. Meepboomvroom sighed,
“It’s ok, I got some stone, coal, and iron from down in the mines. I also got some matches from a zombie. You?” Jack fumbled around in his backpack and pulled out a stack of compressed logs.
“Just about a stack of wood. Can you build our base camp with this?” Meepboomvroom answered with,
“I guess so. Can you give me some?” Jack threw Meepboomvroom sixty-four logs.
“Thanks.” Meepboomvroom said. He took out his crafting table and threw it down. He put the wooden logs down on it and began to craft some planks. Bringing the saw back and forth he finally finished crafting the first batch. Turning around he took out the planks and placed the first block of the outline.
Placing each block one at a time he finished the outline and then moved on to the frame. Making each pole out of cobblestone and placing them in the corners as support beams. Then he put down more across the support beams and tied them with a strong plant they had found to join them together. After tying the beams he put up one beam in the middle and placed two beams in a perpendicular shape. He then tied those beams together and started with the door frame. He first put down a shorter pole made of wood on the left and right, then put a wooden plank in the top. To ensure balance he tied it with the plant they found on the left and right. He then started the inner wall with wood, filling each block with a small slab of wood in each space. Then he did the same on the outside, except with cobblestone. Once done he began to shape a door, he made sure there were holes for sight. He then went inside and started to dig up the ground to replace it with wooden flooring. He then put in wooden slabs for the floor. Once done, he put up the walls under where he had made the perpendicular shape to separate the rooms. Lighting a torch he put one or two in each room. He then went back outside to get his crafting table to start the furnishing.
Meepboomvroom went outside to be greeted by an elk at the side of the clearing.
“Food,” Meepboomvroom exclaimed! He opened his backpack and looked through it for a knife of some sort, but what he found surprised him. It was a pistol! On it was a sticky note that read, “Here, I bet you could use this. It served me well. Wolf_man.” Next to it was a bag full of ammo! Meepboomvroom smiled at the gift and picked it up. The gun had a silencer on it and was loaded. He looked up at the elk and said,
“Perfect.” Aiming for the elks head he fired. The bullet went straight through its head, killing it instantly. Meepboomvroom did a quick fist pump and then went for the crafting table. He picked it up and started back to the house. Before going inside he called out,
“Hey Jack, could you bring in the elk on the side of the clearing?”
“Sure!” Jack replied from around the corner. Meepboomvroom then waltzed inside to begin furnishing.
When Meepboomvroom finished, the whole building was much better. He had two bedrooms, the forge room, and the kitchen. They were each taking a nap as the elk cooked in the kitchen. They didn’t have a cut chart so they had to improvise. Meepboomvroom slowly got out of bed and stepped outside. His welcome greeting was a creeper on the side of the clearing, which then immediately began to scurry towards him. Meepboomvroom quickly fumbled for his pistol. Taking it out of its holster he quickly cocked it and fired it at the creeper. The creeper was throw back onto the ground, dead. Meepboomvroom smirked at the dead creature and harvested the gunpowder. He knew of many uses for TNT, all explosive. He then circled the building, looking for any threats. When nothing turned up, Meepboomvroom turned and walked through the open door.
Chapter 4 – The New Recruit
“Wait, open?” Meepboomvroom thought. He clearly remembered closing the door. Taking out his pistol, Meepboomvroom slowly walked in. His gun at the ready, pointing up. He first checked the kitchen, checking the crates and other containers. When nothing came up, he checked his room. Being greeted by a rugged, scraggly, knight. Screaming Meepboomvroom fell to the ground, rapidly firing his firearm into the knight’s shoulder. Screaming in pain the knight blindly swung at Meepboomvroom. The last thing Meepboomvroom saw was the flat of a sword hitting his head.
Meepboomvroom’s eyes fluttered open, wondering what happened. Taking in his surroundings he saw Jack resting on a chair and a knight tied to a chair. Meepboomvroom remembered the knight as the intruder from earlier. He then realized he couldn’t feel his left leg. Slowly looking down Meepboomvroom screamed. It wasn’t his leg that he was staring at, it was a wooden brace shaped like a leg. Jack jumped up, startled by the scream. The knight just stared at the floor.
“Phew! I thought I lost you Meep!” Jack said in a relieved fashion.
“What. Happened. To. My. Leg?” Meepboomvroom asked slowly.
“Ohhhhhhh…” Jack trailed off,
“I’m going to put this as gently as I can, can you see that guy over there? The one in the chair? Yeah, he cut it off. I made the wooden leg as best I could but, well, let’s just say I wasn’t listening in medical class.” Meepboomvroom immediately face palmed.
“Are you kidding me? That class was mandatory! How did you pass the tests?!” Jack just grinned.
“You know me.” He then chuckled.
“Hey, get out of bed, I want to see my handiwork.” Slowly getting up Meepboomvroom grunted as he hit the floor.
“Not bad actually!” Meepboomvroom said as he walked around the room.
“Try running around in it.” Said Jack. Meepboomvroom began to run around the room,
“Still is working!” As if on cue Meepboomvroom’s wooden leg buckled.
“Argh!” Meepboomvroom shouted as he hit the floor.
“Never mind.” Meepboomvroom said through gritted teeth.
“I am offended! But really, that was the best I could do.” Jack replied as Meepboomvroom started to get up.
“Well, I guess I can fix it. You interrogate this guy.” Meepboomvroom said, gesturing to the man on the chair.
“Ok.” Replied Jack.
Meepboomvroom Walked out of the forge room with a now metal leg. The new leg had padding on the outside colored black. There was redstone dust on the inside pushing small pistons that were activated by redstone torches powered by blood so the leg knew when to move and how. Above all that was a camouflage paint made especially for all terrain movement, and finally there was leather padding on the bottom so that it would be completely silent.
“Wow! That looks pretty cool! Great job!” exclaimed Jack as Meepboomvroom walked in. All that was left of the enemy soldier was a slumped form and a small chest of his items.
“Get anything out of him?” Meepboomvroom asked Jack.
“Nothing but his items,” Jack replied. Meepboomvroom looked in the chest and all he saw was a few items including…
-1 Iron sword
-32 cooked porkchops
-128 Iron ingots
-1 Flint and steel
The final item in the chest was a book. Meepboomvroom picked it up and read the cover.
“Invasion of the Overworld, By Mark Cheverton.” He read out loud.
“I’ve heard of him. You read that series, didn’t you?” asked Jack.
“I didn’t just read it, I adored it! Best series I’ve ever read!”
“Really?” asked Jack.
“One-Hundred and ten percent!”
thats a shoutout!
As many of you know, I’m working on a new series called the Rise of the Warlords. It will be something brand new and will be set in the Far Lands, a very unique and strange part of the Overworld. You’re gonna get introduced to the monster Warlords. They are some really cool monster that you’re gonna love to hate. They’ll have enchanted armor, enchanted weapons, and ancient relics from the great war between the NPC wizards and the monster Warlocks.
I’ve been thinking about the characters for these stories for a long time, and have tried to add them to some of the older books, but just couldn’t make them fit. Now, I’ll introduce you to Watcher, Planter, Cutter, Blaster and of course Er-Lan. I think you’re gonna love these characters as much as you hate the warlords. I think people will especially like Blaster, he’s a dual knife-wielding maniac who has a love of blowing things up. You’ll find Cutter’s bravery inspiring, but a little crazy sometimes. Planter’s compassion for everyone will be heart lifting, especially for Er-Lan. But most of all, I think you’ll like Watcher. An archer beyond compare, Watcher is gonna take you places you’ve never seen and put his companions in situations where it seems there is no escape.
There will also be an online game that will follow the story and let you battle the bosses online. Go here to see more: http://markcheverton.com/zombies-attack-rpg-game/.
Items littered the floor, bobbing up and down. As gameknight stared at the carnage in front of him he noticed a figure shaking in the corner. Gameknight approached the small being, trying to resure them Gameknight told the entity that everything was ok. Gameknight put his hand on the creatures shoulder. Turning it around he came face to face with, noneother than, stitcher. Gamknight truer asking her what happened but then realized something she was unconscious, and there was a purple and black mark on her left hand. “No, it cant be!” Gameknight said to nobody. But it was, it was right there, the taint was back. How is this possible? Thought gameknight, but as he looked at his hands he realized something, there was taint on his hands.
He moved through the taiga forest in the moonlight. The gentle wind blew his tattered white cloak across the air. He gripped his shadow sword in his hand firmly, ready to kill anything on sight, hostile or not. His pitch black skin almost made his a part of the cold night. His ghost-like tattered white clothes were a bit ripped, but mainly on the chest of the boy. His blood red eyes softly glowed like those of an angry wild wolf. The most frightening part was his smile. Whenever the boy smiled, it was a malicious smile that meant you were not going to live longer than 5 seconds if he caught you in the corner of his eyes. He darted his eyes, scanning his surroundings for anything moving… and living. The look in his eyes wanted suffering and death. Everyone called him a legend, but he wasn’t. The name of this evil boy… was Entity_303.
As he walked slowly through the taiga forest, the wind speed picked up and was strong enough to blow off the demon’s hood, exposing his dark fiery-red hair. Entity rolled his eyes with an annoying sigh and, with his open hand, grab his hood and pulled it over his head. The hair now hidden. Some of the hair poked out through the hood a bit as Entity walked, but he didn’t care as long as people couldn’t fully see his hair. He continued walking through the forest until he found what he was looking for: a non-abandoned cabin. Entity_303 flashed a malicious smile on his face. “Perfect.” He said quietly, his voice ringing with malice, and walked toward to cabin.
The cabin wasn’t vacant, for there was someone inside. He sensed it as he crept closer and closer, his blood red eyes glowed brighter and brighter, filled with excitement. He peeked in a cracked tiny window. From there, he saw a girl sitting on the couch, quietly reading a book. Her name was Lion. She wore a white shirt with the Minecraft icon on it with jean shorts. Her gray and pink Nike shoes sat next to her feet. Her brown silky hair covering one eye, and letting the other eye show. Sitting on her nose was a pair of purple glasses to help her see better since she was cross eyed. On her left hand was a girly watch, and the other hand was an elemental bracelet. “She’s perfect.” Entity_303 mumbled to himself, grinning an evil toothy grin. “I’ll have her destroyed in no time.. Hehe.” And just like that, he opened the window a bit more wide enough for him to fit through, and slipped through the crack as silent as a mouse.
Lion, unexpecting Entity, closed her book with a smile. “Another 2 chapters finished.” she exclaimed. Entity, who was around the corner in a dark hallway, scoffed. “That girl doesn’t know what’s coming.. Hehe.” He chuckled softly. He then peeked around the corner, seeing Lion dash to the kitchen, bursting with energy. She obviously hasn’t used her energy much after reading. He thought. Lion opened a chest in the kitchen and pulled out a steak from inside. She wolfed the steak down, replenishing her hunger. “Much better. I needed something to eat.” Lion said. A furry head then poked out from behind the couch. Lakota, her dog, barked happily as he saw Lion hold another steak in her hand. His silver fur nearly shimmered from the light of the redstone lamp on the ceiling. His cyan collar wrapped around his neck. “You want one, boy? Go get it!” She threw the steak in the air. Lakota jumped into the air gracefully and caught the steak in his mouth, falling to the ground gently and chewed on the juicy steak.
As Entity_303 watched the whole thing happen, he glanced at his shadow sword. It looked like a regular stone sword, but more dark. It pulsed with dark magic. A iridescent soft red light danced around the sword, like an enchanted tool. He smiled with delight. She thinks she’s so safe here in the forest. Please. He thought. I’ll teach her to always expect someone like little old me. He thought as he evilly laughed softly, his blood red eyes glowing bright with excitement. It’s time she knows who lurks in the forest.
He then jumped out of the corner, making Lion scream. “What the heck!? Who are-” before she could finish her sentence, Entity_303 darted toward her and kicked her hard in the stomach, sending her flying into the wall. Lion screamed in pain and flashed red. He then ran up to her and grabbed her shirt, lifting her into the air. Lion looked at him with fear and uncertainty. “Leave me alone, you demon!” She screamed, trying to break loose from the boy’s grip, but he held on tight. “HA! Like I would listen to you, sweetheart.”Entity laughed. At that insult, Lion kicked him hard in the leg, making him yell in pain, dropping her as he flashed red. She bolted beside him to Lakota, picked him up, and moved him somewhere else. “You stay here buddy. I need to deal with this ghost-demon.” She whispered softly to the dog. He whimpered, then leaped inside an open chest, closing it as he jumped in.
As Lion returned, Entity_303 picked up his shadow sword which he dropped from the kick. He turned around to see Lion staring at him with a glare on her face. “Either get out or you deal with me.. Whoever you are!” She shouted, pointing a finger at him. Entity laughed. “PLEASE! How can a weak girl like you stop me, Entity_303!?” He threw back his head and cackled maniacally. Lion’s face then turned bright red in anger. Her hands became tight fists. “You think I’m weak!? I’ll show you!” Suddenly, a bright white beam enveloped around her. Entity squinted his eyes in shock. When the beam disappeared, Lion still stood her ground, looking different. She wore a white hoodie with jeans. Her brown laced boots now replacing her Nike shoes. Instead of their normal brown, her eyes were red and black, looking furious. She held out her hand and an orb of fire spawned. She was her demon self.
“This is the last time I say this, Entity_303.” Lion warned, her now demonic voice ringed across the room. “Either you leave, or you deal with ME.” Entity scoffed. “Please… what can you do? I doubt you can defeat me, tootsie.” Lion’s face grew brighter red, but she controlled her anger… for now she did. “You underestimate people too easily. I’ll show you not to underestimate me.” She then threw the fire orb at Entity, striking him in the chest. He flew back, grunting in pain and flashing red. Lion then flew in the air, fire dancing around her body. More fire orbs appeared in her hands. She fused them together, making them a bright fire beam. “THIS IS FOR THE INSULTS!” She then shot the fire beam out of her hands at Entity_303. He screamed in pain as the fire hit him, flashing red. The blow was so strong it blew him out of the cabin, on fire and in pain. The blast blew a huge hole in the wall. He patted the fire out with his hands and stumbled to his feet. “This isn’t over… I’ll be back for you.” Entity growled. And with that, he disappeared into the forest.
Lion floated to the ground, the fire that was dancing around her body extinguished. She turned back into the girl that she was before the attack. “It’s finally over.” She sighed in relief, then walked back in the house to check Lakota. She darted to the chest he jumped inside. Lion opened the chest, seeing Lakota sleeping silently. She picked her dog up and set him on the couch. “If he ever does come back. I’ll be ready.” She mumbled. She then looked at the blown wall. “Well, got some repairing to do.” She walked to the kitchen chest and opened it, grabbing tools. “Let’s get to work.”
As she repaired, on a mountain in the distance stood a figure. His eyes glowed bright white. His dark cyan shirt softly blew around in the wind. His jeans were sort of stained. His brown dirty hair covered his face a bit. “This girl is… extraordinary..” The boy mumbled. “I’ll pay her a visit someday…” And with that, he jumped off the mountain, landing feet first unscathed, and ran off.
I was napping peacefully when….”Tommy…..Tommy…..THOMAS FEYNMAN” My eyes snapped open, caught off guard he shocked me into sitting up straight. ”Yes, Mr. Plank?!” I yelped. I was in History class, Mr. Plank is the name of my teacher, and most of the time he really isn’t strict, but I guess I fell asleep yet again, for at least the 3rd time this semester. Mr. Plank sighed, ”I asked you a question. I’ll ask again, ”What was the most important event to happen in the 10th century BC?” He asked exasperated.
I had know idea… my mind still somewhat asleep, and before the lesson began my mind was on…. other things…I’m not the everyday student, I’m not the fastest, the smartest, or one of the popular kids in school, but still…I’m more important then they know… I’m a gamer, a Minecrafter to be more precise, in gaming terms I’m a User, but….at the same time….I’m not. Today i wasn’t wearing my usual Minecraft t-shirt…. I had a custom one on that I designed, I’ve been debating to myself if I should do this or not. Yes, it is kinda weird to debate to yourself about a shirt. Its sky blue with bold print that says Gameknight999, with my Minecraft avatar on it, who also has a sky blue shirt, as well as green pants, I just got it in the mail yesterday.
My thoughts were cut short, Mr. Plank redrawing my attention, ”Come on now we just learned this 10 minutes ago…. but then again you were sleeping all of class today. I’ll-” I knew that I was about to be scolded, in front of class no less… ”Thomas Feynman,Thomas Feynman please come to the front office,” the intercom ringed, I wonder what that’s all about? Mr. Plank sighed, ”You better go see what that is all about, go on now before I change my mind!” I grabbed my Nike string backpack, swinging it on to my back, I waved goodbye to my only friend in the school Shawn and rushed out of the door, pulling it shut behind me.
As I walked down the hall toward the front office, I saw my little sister Jenny, as always she had dried paint on her hands, her shirt was a Rainbow, constantly being splattered with paint. Her Brown hair was up in a pony tail, likely because she was recently painting. She was walking with the school nurse, I upped my pace to catch up to them, ”What’s going on, Sis?” I said worried, as she sneezed, ”Ah,Tommy! Your little sister has the first signs of the flu.” the nurse said to me while we walked into the Front, ”Sense it almost lunch time, we thought that could maybe walk your sister home, anyway you both go home during lunch most of the time.” She asked me. ”I’m fine with that.” I replied, ”I’ll walk Jenny home, eat lunch, and come right back in time for class.” I tell the nurse as we arrived at the front office.
”Come on Jenny. Lets get you home,” I grab her hand, and pull her toward the door, pushing it open. ”Hey… don’t, pull me, just because I feel sick…I don’t have to be lead, I know the way!” She whined as I lead her out the doorway.”Hey I’m your big brother, I’m supposed to take care of you, even if it puts me in danger,” I wink at her, I let go of her hand, then whispered, ”Even if I have to battle Herobrine all over again….i would, if It would to make you safe” I look straight ahead, glancing at her. ”But… you…I can take care of myself, you know.” She whimpers, I shrug. ”I know, you saved me once in minecraft but, that doesn’t mean I can’t still look after you here in the physical world, just in case.” Jenny sighed and shook her head, ”Tommy…..Thanks” She looked away grabbed and squeezed my hand then let go, following me through town.
We lived in the suburbs, a city close by, close enough to be convenient. Me and my sister live close to our school in walking distance, about 2 blocks away. As we walk I started to think, maybe if I got home quickly I could use the Digitizer and visit my friends briefly… By then we had walked about 1 block, about to cross the road, There was a gas station on the corner of the street, I could just about see, our house from hear. I hit the crosswalk button, and Me and Jenny waited for the traffic to slow. Thar were no cars in sight at the moment, ”Come on Sis,” I said starting to cross the 4 lane road, Jenny right behind me. I was half way across the road. I felt something that I haven’t felt in a long time….and have only felt when I was in Minecraft when I was The User-that-is-not-a-User, a cold, clammy feeling like icicles stabbing at me from within, the feeling I always felt when one of my enemies was nearby, targeting me or someone close to me. Then I saw it in the corner of my eye, a Truck, spinning out of control… heading straight for my sister!
”JENNY!! GET OUT OF THE WAY!!!” I yell pushing her out of the way, she fell on the sidewalk. I was just about to jump out of the way myself when I saw it, it was a man in the truck. He had black hair, and a black trench coat from what I could tell, he had a dark look on his face, a look like a psychopath in some Tv show or movie, and when I thought it couldn’t get any worse… I saw his eyes, bright White, Like twin sun’s….. Herobrine’s eyes, but that wasn’t possible, we killed him before he got onto the internet. He couldn’t be alive, much less be in the physical world, driving an out of control truck!
I just was starting to run to my sister, when I got hit in the back of my head, the pain stopped me for just an instant, words flashed across my vision along with a voice…. You think that we can’t do anything to you in the physical world…. my eyes went wide, I know that voice!! Then someone else spoke, You thought that I was dead.. ha!!! My revenge is just beginning!!! GAMEKNIGHT999!!! YOU WILL PARISH!!!!
”Herobrine….. ” I mutter, he is alive… he’s driving that Truck…. I was stunned he took action, he slammed the on the gas, turned the wheel, heading strait at me. I didn’t have time to move….. Herobrine slammed into me and then slammed on the brakes, as if to make it look like he tried to stop before I got hit, his eyes dimming to blue, so no-one knew his secret. The pain when I got hit was way worse than anything I’v ever felt, I caught my sister’s eyes, the look of terror that they held, was the last thing that I saw before my eyes closed.
I felt my body slam into a wall….. my head taking most of the blow, I felt like…. I was about…. to fall asleep….. By, By User-that-is-not-a-User….. Herobrine said darkly Have a nice nap, It….felt like my strength was fading away…. I knew this was the end of me… ‘Please…..leave my sister out of this…..’ that’s the only thing that i want….If that’s your final wish…. he paused, OK…… he trailed off Herobrine he must wake up one-day you know, or you won’t get your revenge. A voice said…they must think that I’m out of it, Dang, your right. i could somehow sense that Herobrine was shrugging. You didn’t think about that did you…. I cant believe you sometimes….. the words faded from my mind, then the pain only intensifyed, I can’t take all this pain….my head pounding harder and harder, I was about to black out, become no more…. ”TOMMY!!!!!!” I herded as darkness claimed me for eternity…….
Herobrine observed his forces of darkness lumber out of the forest from where he was standing, hidden in the trees. Watching them charge towards the walled village. There were zombies, creepers, skeletons, and spiders as far as the eye could see, the dark wave of destruction moving as fast as they could towards the walls of the village. Herobrine laughed, a high eerie sound, and then yelled at his army with a evil smile on his face,
“Onward! We have to punish this village and villagers for taking away our life out in the sunlight! Punish them for not letting us live in peace with them! Punish them for killing our brothers and sisters mercilessly! Onward!” Herobrine watched his army for a few more minutes. He was very disappointed that his forces were moving SO slow! At this rate and because of all of the noise his army was making they would surely be spotted any second.
“Quiet down you big idiots!” Herobrine screamed. “You’re going to wake up a freaking sleeping Ender Dragon with all the noise you’re making!”
The Zombie King walked over to where Herobrine was standing and told him, “This Zombie’s forces are doing the best they can.”
“Well your forces are not doing well enough!” Herobrine spat back. He would fix that problem later. Right now, he wanted to watch his army smash the village.
When the army finally reached the village, the battle started! The creepers moved to the front ranks and blew up the wall, then the spiders, zombies and skeletons charged through the rubble of the broken wall and into the village. The mobs looked around but there were no villagers in site. It was a trick.
“NO!” Herobrine yelled. It couldn’t be a trick. It just couldn’t. He had put so many hours of thinking and work into this plan. It couldn’t fail. All the mobs had confused looks on their faces as they stared up at their master for instructions on what to do next.
“Destroy this village!” Herobrine yelled. “Leave nothing standing! Burn it to the ground!”
“But there’s nothing there,” the Zombie King said questionably. “No houses, no people. Just a lot of dirt…”
“Gaaaaaaaahhh!” Herobrine screeched.
“Do you have a problem, Herobrine?” A mocking voice that he knew all too well asked from behind him.
“Gameknight999!” Herobrine hissed. He spun around but saw no one behind him. “Show yourself!” He called out into the open.
A floating milk bucket appeared in the air, followed by the sound of drinking. Gameknight999 appeared before Herobrine, his invisibility potion wearing off.
“Hello again!” The-User-That-is-Not-a-User said cheerfully.
“Gameknight!” Growled Herobrine. “Was this your plan?!”
“Yes. It most certainly was. To get you and all your mobs here,” Gameknight replied calmly.
“You’re a fool, Gameknight999!” Herobrine raged.
“And why is that?” Gameknight asked. “You’re the one who was fooled.”
Herobrine eyed Gameknight as he replied. “You came here to face me with no armor, no weapons, and no army! You’re the biggest fool to walk in this world!”
“Well maybe I am,” The User-That-is-Not-a-User said. “But, I don’t need any of those things.”
“Why is that?” Herobrine demanded.
“Because I’m a few steps ahead of you,” Gameknight replied with a mischievous smile. “Hey monsters!” Gameknight999 turned and yelled at the sea of mobs standing right outside of the treeline. “ Have you ever wondered if you could live a war free life? Have you ever wondered if you could stop working for this madman? Have you ever wondered if you could live a life with no ruler that has you at his disposal all the time? War is never a good thing for anyone. I know you all have family and friends you care about. Villagers have friends and families too. We really aren’t all that different. I’ve come to offer you a chance to live in peace with the villagers. You could escape Herobrine and live a life where you’re not wondering if you would live to see another day or ever see your family again as you go into a losing battle. I’ve come to offer you peace.”
Herobrine gaped at The-User-That-is-Not-a-User. That was the last thing he expected him to say. He was too stunned to do anything. When he finally found his voice he told the crowd of monsters, “This User lies! He can’t be trusted to keep his word! The villagers still hate you and will keep hating you ‘till the end of eternity! This User doesn’t want to bring peace! He only wants war!”
This whole episode had caught the mob’s attention and they were curious about what The-User-That-is-Not-a-User had to say. They knew he was Herobrine’s worst enemy and had to be defeated, but they still wanted to hear what he had to say.
Gameknight stood calmly in front of the mobs. “I’m willing to make an offer.”
“No” a voice behind Gameknight said. “We are willing to make an offer.”
An army of villagers appeared behind Gameknight as their invisibility potions wore off.
“What is the meaning of this?!” Herobrine screamed. He was furious. “My army outnumbers you ten to one! Attack!”
When none of the mobs made any move, Herobrine grew impatient. He teleported to the back of the sea of mobs and tried to push them forward.
“Attack! Attack, you idiots! Kill them all!”
Most of the monsters just stared at Herobrine, who was trying to push a bunch of creepers towards the villagers, and some of the monsters stared at Gameknight. Herobrine looked up when he heard Gameknight call out,
“What Herobrine has been telling you have been all lies. Not even little parts of the truth. We don’t kill monsters for fun, and we certainly wouldn’t try to take over your monster towns. We just want to live in peace too.”
Herobrine rolled his eyes. “Of course they’re lying.”
But some of the monsters were murmuring. Herobrine over heard a skeleton say,
“Maybe the User-That-Is-Not-a-User speaks the truth!”
As quick as lightning, Herobrine teleported right behind the skeleton, grabbed it by it’s boney shoulders, then teleported into one of the trees that surrounded the clearing. “This is what happens when you don’t obey me!” Herobrine yelled out to the crowed, getting their attention. Then he dropped the skeleton off the tree, letting it fall to it’s death. The skeleton hit the forest floor with a crunch, flashed red as all its HP(health points) left it, and died, leaving behind only a small pile of bones.“Every last one of you!” Herobrine roared.
Gameknight smirked. “Told you he’s a madman. Come on monsters. Together we can bring Herobrine down! Join us.”
That brought a silence over the crowd.
Herobrine teleported in front of Gameknight. “How about, WE KILL HIM!” Herobrine yelled to the monsters.
When none of the monsters moved, Herobrine teleported to Gameknight’s side with his sword raised.Then an arrow hit Herobrine in the back. Herobrine whipped around to see Hunter, one of Gameknight’s closest friends, with her bow outstretched, notching another arrow.
“No one hurts my friends!” Hunter cried with a furious look in her eyes. She released the arrow she was holding to her bowstring straight at Herobrine. Scowling, Herobrine teleported to Gameknight’s other side but found his way blocked by Crafter’s sword. Crafter was another one of Gameknight’s friends.
“Don’t you dare hurt my friend,” Crafter warned him, his blue eyes flashing with anger. Furious, Herobrine raised his sword and swung it at the boy. Crafter barely managed to put his shield up in time.
“Monsters, ATTACK!” Herobrine screamed. None of the monsters moved at all. They just stared up at him with blank faces.
“Idiots,” Herobrine muttered under his breath. Herobrine teleported to the monster kings. He looked them all straight in the eye and then said in a menacing voice, “Kings, I am your maker. Your master. You will obey me. Fail to obey me, and you will be destroyed.” The monster kings just stared at him blankly.
“Okay,” Herobrine said annoyed. “Let’s just finish this off once and for all.” He teleported behind Gameknight and grabbed him by the shirt. Then he teleported to the tallest tree in the forest that was still in sight of both armies, bringing Gameknight along with him.
“This is how it’s going to end!” he yelled. “Nothing is going to stop me now from killing you,” Herobrine told Gameknight. With one hand, Herobrine grabbed Gameknight by the shirt and held him over the top of the tree. If Gameknight struggled, his shirt would rip and he would fall to his death, splat on the forest’s floor. Herobrine laughed his high, evil laugh as he watched the fear grow in The-User-That-Is-Not-a-User’s eyes.
“Not one of your little friends are here to save you now!” Herobrine laughed. With his other hand, Herobrine pulled out his sword of darkness from his inventory, slowly moving the sword up to Gameknight’s neck.
“Good bye, Gameknight999, The-User-That-Is-Not-a-User!” Herobrine said in a sing-song voice. Herobrine put his sword to Gameknight’s neck. But before he could bestow the deathly jerk of his sword, an arrow flew out of nowhere and hit Herobrine in the arm.
“Looks like your little friends did come to save you,” Herobrine grumbled. Then he looked down to see a bunch of skeletons shooting at him.
“What?” Herobrine yelled. Herobrine needed to kill Gameknight now. But before Herobrine could swing his sword, the weirdest thing happened. A spider jump off another tree onto the one Gameknight and Herobrine were on, then pounced on Herobrine.
“What in the name of Minecraft?” Herobrine asked, outraged. Herobrine, in his confusion, let go of Gameknight. Herobrine watch as Gameknight fell off the tree. Falling, down, down, down.
“Ahhhhhhh!” Gameknight screamed.
Herobrine laughed from underneath the spider. “Gameknight’s still going to die.” But before Gameknight hit the forest floor, two spiders jumped out and broke Gameknight’s fall. Then the spiders put Gameknight on their fuzzy backs and ran with him back to the villager army.
Outraged, Herobrine threw off the spider that was on top of him and teleported in front of the spiders that were carrying Gameknight. Before he could kill any of them, a group of zombies ran in between Herobrine and the spiders with Gameknight, forming a living wall.
“What is the meaning of this?” Herobrine roared. With one swipe of his hand, all the zombies fell to the ground. Herobrine rushed at the spiders, but they jumped over his head and kept running to the villager army.
When the spiders got back to the army, they set Gameknight down carefully at Crafter’s feet.
“Thank you, good friends,” Crafter said to the spiders and patted them on their furry heads. The spiders nodded and then ran back to the monsters gathered at one side of the clearing.
“Wow,” Gameknight said. “Looks like the monsters and the villagers are getting along now.” As Gameknight watched, he saw villagers riding spiders, Digger talking to creepers, Hunter trying to teach a skeleton how to hit a moving target, Stitcher playing tag with zombies, and many more interesting sites.
“We need to get out of here,” Gameknight mumbled, still weak from the fall.
“All right,” Crafter said. Crafter put his fingers into his mouth and whistled. A spider quickly ran over and looked at Crafter expectedly.
“Could you carry Gameknight?” Crafter asked the spider. It nodded once and Gameknight climbed onto it’s back.
“Herobrine is currently distracted, so if we want to make a quiet exit, we should leave now,” Crafter said. Gameknight glanced over at Herobrine who was trying to fight of a bunch of endermen.
“All right,” Gameknight said. “Let’s go.”
“You can go ahead,” Crafter told Gameknight. “I’m going to tell Hunter and the rest of the villagers and monsters that are not fighting Herobrine to follow us.”
“Got it,” Gameknight replied. His spider nodded and then took off towards the rising sun.
Gameknight enjoyed riding the spider. It was faster than a horse and very good at dodging obstacles.
“So,” Gameknight asked the spider. “What’s your name?”
“Thiss sspider’sss name isss Ssshnookoo,” The spider responded. “Thiss ssspider is also part of the ssisterss.”
“Cool,” Gameknight replied. “I can’t believe i’m having a friendly conversation with a spider,” Gameknight laughed.
“Thisss spider also can’t believe it,” Shnookoo said.
“Why do you always talk in 3rd person?” Gameknight asked curiously.
“Thiss sspider iss one of the clan. Thiss sspider belongs to the maker, Herobrine, not to self.”
“Oh,” Gameknight said. “Well, you don’t belong to Herobrine anymore. He was just using all of you to get his way. You should talk in 1st person. You’re your own person, ah, I mean own spider now!” Gameknight told Shnookoo.
“Thiss sspirder, um, I- thank you,” Shnookoo said.
An hour later, all the monsters and villagers had caught up to Shnookoo and Gameknight.
“We all managed to escape Herobrine!” Hunter told Gameknight gleefully. They were all traveling through a roofed forest biome.
“He was so mad,” Crafter added, pulling up on Gameknight’s other side.
“Anyways,” Gameknight said. “Where are we going?”
“We’re going to go somewhere where Herobrine can’t find us. Any of us,” Crafter replied.
“Cool…” Gameknight replied. “Where would that be?”
“Zombie town,” Hunter said with a mysterious smile. “Herobrine would never look for us there.”
“I don’t know,” Gameknight said uncertainty. “Couldn’t he just teleport all around this server until he finds us? We are a pretty big group and besides, we wouldn’t all fit,” Gameknight said, gesturing towards the thousands of monsters and villagers following behind them.
“Well then,” Crafter said, pushing his blond hair out of his eyes. “Let’s just head straight then. See what comes.”
Gameknight nodded. “Alright. Let’s head straight. But we need to find some place where Herobrine can’t find us until we think of a way to finish him off once and for all.”
“Agreed,” Hunter replied firmly.
So on they went.
A few hours later, when the sun started to dip behind the distant mountains, the united army decided to take a break. Gameknight walked over and sat down beneath a tree. A few minutes later, Hunter walked over and sat down besides him.
“Hey,” Hunter said, her warm brown eyes sparkling in the light.
“Hey,” Gameknight responded.
The two of them just sat in silence watching the monsters and villagers.
A zombie broke the silence by calling out to all the villagers, “I brought food for all of you! And boy, it feels so nice to talk in 1st person!”
Hunter and Gameknight watched as some of the villagers lined up in front of the zombie and watched as he handed potatoes to them.
“Things are going so nicely,” Gameknight commented. “We should’ve done this months ago!”
“Now you’re thinking!” Hunter laughed, her eyes twinkling. A light breeze blew through the trees and Hunter’s hair whipped around her blocky face. In the little light that was left, her hair seemed to glow, a scarlet halo around her head. Hunter turned her head and caught Gameknight staring. “What?” She asked, annoyed.
Gameknight casted his eyes to the ground. “Sorry,” He mumbled to his feet.
The zombie that was giving potatoes to the villagers in line was now walking around giving potatoes to people.
“Want a potato?” The zombie asked Gameknight.
“Sure,” Gameknight replied and took the potato that the zombie was offering. Hunter also took one.
“Thanks,” Hunter said to the zombie.
“No problem!” The zombie responded happily. Then the zombie walked to the villagers sitting under the tree next to Gameknight and Hunter.
Gameknight bit into the potato. “Not bad,” he said.
Next to him, Hunter laughed, then playfully punched him on the shoulder.
As the last light of the sun came and gone, Gameknight fell asleep to the sound of laughing and friendly conversations.
A few hours later, Gameknight999 jolted awake to the sounds of screams and yells. He looked to his side and saw that Hunter wasn’t there.
“What’s going on?” Gameknight asked the closest villager.
“Herobrine, Herobrine!” the villager cried and pointed in the distance. “He found us!”
Gameknight glanced into the distance and saw a huge dark stormcloud full of lightning, flying quickly their way.
Immediately Gameknight jumped to his feet. He scanned the crowd of villagers and monsters. He finally saw Hunter in the center of it, her reddish hair a beacon in the dark. He ran towards her, pushing and shoving his way through the crowd of scared monsters and villagers. When Gameknight got to her side, he asked her, “Why didn’t you wake me up?”
“Well,” Hunter responded, “I needed to help wake up everyone. You looked tired so I was going to let you sleep and then come back to wake you up.”
“Oh,” Gameknight said stupidly.
“Anyways,” Hunter said, “Herobrine is coming. What should we do? He’ll kill us. All of us…” her voice trailed off and she got a weird look in her eyes.
“Uh, Hunter?” Gameknight asked. “Are you okay? We need to get out of here. Now.”
“Oh, right,” Hunter responded, snapping back to attention.
Gameknight made a short dirt pillar and stode on it so everyone could see him. “Villagers and monsters!” Gameknight called out to the crowd. “Yes, I know Herobrine is coming so we have to move. Villagers, skeletons, and zombies can partner up with a spider and ride it. It would make us go faster. Oh, and the ones of us with horses can take up to two people on them.”
Villagers and monsters scrambled to find spiders and horses.
When the were ready, Gameknight ran to the closest horse and yanked on the reins and
called out, “Follow me!”
Gameknight made his way carefully through the forest, all the villagers and monsters following behind. Crafter pulled up beside him and said,
“It’s a good thing that Watcher saw him. Otherwise, we would’ve be done for.”
“Well,” Gameknight responded, “That is a goo- GAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!” Gameknight had glanced behind them; the storm cloud was right behind them.
Gameknight could see Herobrine standing on top of the dark cloud, his white eyes blazing. Then Herobrine turned his head and looked straight into Gameknight eyes.
Gameknight felt fear like he had never felt it before. He was petrified. He started shaking, goosebumps formed on his arms, and his teeth started to chatter.
Herobrine, still staring Gameknight in the eyes, black cloak whipping and lightning crashing around him, raised one arm, index finger extended, and pointed straight at Gameknight.
“How did he gain on us so fast?” Crafter wondered out loud.
“He’s going to be on top of us in a few seconds!” Gameknight yelled, snapping out of his panicked state. “Everyone! Brace yourself!”
Then the storm came crashing down on them.
Thunder boomed and lightning crashed. The sky had turned black. If Gameknight looked carefully, he could see the silhouette of Herobrine standing on top of the cloud. If he listened carefully, he could hear Herobrine’s malicious laughter.
Gameknight jumped back to reality when a lightning bolt crashed down besides him. “Everyone!” Gameknight yelled to the panicked crowd. “We need to get out of here! Follow me!” Gameknight took off at top speed.
Lightning hit the tree to Gameknight’s left setting it aflame.
“Gahhh!” Gameknight screamed and turned his horse to the right to avoid the flaming obstacle.
Gameknight steered his horse around flaming and non-flaming trees, moving as fast as he could. Gameknight glanced behind him to see if the villagers and monsters were still behind him and yes, they were all there. He could see Crafter, Hunter, Stichter, Digger, Herder, Carver, and all his other village friends mixed in with the ever growing crowd.
Then a lightning bolt fell from above and hit a zombie riding on a spider. The spider was set aflame, burning until it’s HP ran out. The spider disappeared, leaving behind a single piece of silky web.
The zombie was lying on the forest floor, it’s HP slowly diminishing. If it just lay there, it would get trampled.
Gameknight steered his horse around and yelled to the crowd, “Keep heading straight! I’m going to help the wounded!”
Gameknight’s horse galloped through the crowd, back to where Gameknight had saw the zombie get hit with the lightning.
When Gameknight finally reached the zombie, it was lying on the ground, moaning.
“Goodbye, world,” Gameknight heard the zombie say. “I’ve had a lovely life.”
Gameknight dismounted his horse and ran over to the zombie. When he got closer, he saw that it was the same zombie that had given him the potato earlier that day.
“Come,” Gameknight said to the zombie, helping it to it’s feet. “Let’s go join the others.”
Gameknight helped the zombie onto his horse.
“You are a kind and thoughtful person,” Potato Zombie told Gameknight with a smile. “I wish I could’ve served you longer.”
Gameknight smiled back and told the zombie, “You’ll get more chances to later. Right now, we should probably run if we want to see tomorrow.”
“And You’re probably right,” Potato Zombie laughed and the two of them too off back towards the group.
Gameknight ran as fast as his blocky legs could carry him. He jumped over fallen logs, ducked under low hanging branches, and dogged around trees. Lightning bolts fell from the sky, setting everything they touched on fire. Soon, the whole forest would be a blazing inferno, Gameknight thought.
When they finally made it back to the big group, Gameknight was sweating extremely hard. Gameknight brushed away a drop of sweat that had started to drip down his face.
“I hope we never have to do that again,” Gameknight said, looking back at the burning forest biome that they had just left. On the ground of the forest biome, he could see pieces of rotten flesh, bones, bows, and arrows, gunpowder, ender pearls, spider eyes, silky web, swords and shields, armor, and little glowing orbs of (experience points) XP littering the ground. It looked like someone had dumped sparkles all over the forest. And this is what the whole world’s going to look like if we can’t stop Herobrine, Gameknight thought. So many people and monsters have died, I only wish I could’ve saved them all.
Gameknight kept running straight, looking back until he could no longer see the blazing biome. The trees burning to the ground.
Herobrine had chased Gameknight’s group through a flowering plains biome, completely destroying it with his lightning and fire. Gameknight and his friends barely made it out alive. Others, well, they weren’t as lucky. Items littered the ground. Both of monster inventories and villagers. It hurt Gameknight’s heart to think of all who had died. They died because of me, Gameknight though miserably.
Gameknight looked ahead; he could see a desert biome up ahead.
“We have a desert biome coming up!” Gameknight yelled to the crowd. “We’re going to be out in the open with no water, and nothing to shield us! Get ready to run!”
Gameknight lead the group into the desert, running at top speed. Lightning crashed down around them, melting the desert sand into glass.
“Run, run, run!” Gameknight screamed to the crowd. The land behind them was coated in ash and dust. Fire and flames. The world was burning, the fire spreading.
A lightning bolt struck the villager running next to Gameknight and she disappeared in a flash, her HP gone.
Gameknight gritted his teeth and keep moving. Over all of the noise, Gameknight could hear Herobrine laughing hysterically, as if the whole scenario was extremely funny.
Overhead, Gameknight saw the sun starting to rise.
“Gameknight!” Hunter yelled, panicked, as she pulled up besides him. “The zombies and skeletons will burn in the sunlight!”
“This is bad,” Gameknight told Hunter.
“Yeah, THEN DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!” Hunter screamed.
“Um,” Gameknight said, trying to think. But his thoughts were to jumbled to think of anything.
They were entering a mountain peak biome. Then Gameknight had an idea.
“Everyone!” Gameknight called out to the crowd. “We need to get out of the open! Follow me!”
Gameknight changed his direction so that he was running towards one of the mountain that had a big opening in it. He ran, without stopping, into the cavern in the mountain, the mobs and the villagers, and unfortunately Herobrine, following close behind.
Lightning crashed all around Gameknight. He dodged and ducked, ran and rolled. He nearly got hit many times. When Gameknight was 10 feet away from the cavern in the mountain, he looked back at Herobrine. Big mistake. Herobrine saw him and gave him a toothy grin. Herobrine pointed one blocky finger at Gameknight. A bolt of lightning shot out of it.
As if in slow motion, Gameknight saw it coming and was petrified with fear. The world was moving in slow motion, the sun slowly rising over the horizon.
Gameknight saw the lightning move closer and closer. He couldn’t move. It was like Herobrine had froze him to the grassy block he was standing on. He tried to break free of the invisible force holding him in place, but it was too strong. Gameknight stopped trying to break free and hoped for the best.
Just before the lightning bolt hit him, a blur of green ran in front of him. The lightning hit the zombie in the chest. Electricity flashed around and through the zombie. Some invisible force started to lift the zombie into the air, so everyone could see it.
The zombie jerked and flailed in pain, silently screaming. The zombie’s head jerked back and forth. It had a look of panic and pain in its eyes. Sparks of electricity moved up and down the zombies body, making it flash red with damage.
Gameknight looked on with horror. That wasn’t a normal Minecraft lightning bolt.
The zombie kept jerking but then, suddenly it stopped and the invisible force holding it up released it. The zombie fell to the ground, limp and lifeless. The monsters and villagers were watching with horror.
When it hit the ground at Gameknights feet, the world started to move at its regular pace again and Gameknight was freed of the invisible hands holding him.
Gameknight dropped to his knees and grabbed the zombies clawed hand in his. When he looked down at the zombie, Gameknight could tell its HP was very low.
“Hey,” Gameknight said quietly. “You didn’t have to do that. You could’ve just let me die.”
The zombie rolled over to face Gameknight, its conscience returning. Gameknight could now see that it was Potato Zombie.
“This was your way to serve me?” Gameknight asked, horrified. “You didn’t have to give your life!”
“This is w-war.” Potato Zombie managed to say. “There will be d-death, and loss. But know us monsters know that we’re f-fighting for the right cause. In the end, there will be v-victory. User-That-Is-Not-a-User, lead us all to that victory. In the end, good will win.”
Potato Zombie took one more weak breath, flashed red three time, then vanished with a pop and a smile on its face.
Potato Zombie’s inventory lay on the ground, the items bobbing up and down as if they were floating in water. Gameknight could see a lot of potatoes, a stone sword, and a painting. The zombie had also left behind a piece of rotten flesh, and three little glowing orbs of XP.
Gameknight reached into the pile of items and gingerly took out the painting. The painting was of three zombies, the smallest one, he could tell was Potato Zombie. In the painting, two zombies had their arms around Potato Zombie; a group hug.
Gameknight felt a blocky tear roll down his face. He carefully tucked Potato Zombie’s painting into his inventory. Gameknight raised his arm above his head, fingers out stretched. Then he curled in his fingers, making a fist, squeezing as hard as he could, his knuckles turning white. The salute of the dead.
Gameknight collected the rest of Potato Zombie’s inventory. Hunter ran up to him, annoyed.
“While your were watching that zombie die, Crafter, Stitcher, and I were distracting Herobrine from attacking you and the others! But now he’s back, so let run!” Hunter grabbed Gameknights arm, and the two of them took off back towards the cavern in the mountain. The monsters and villagers following close behind.
Gameknight and Hunter were the first ones to reach the cavern. Gameknight ran to the far wall of the cavern and jumped on top of a pile of stone.
“Everyone!” Gameknight called out. “We need to tunnel out of here! Villagers, grab your pickaxes and give your spare pickaxes to the monsters! We need to dig as fast as we can!”
Gameknight pulled out his diamond pickaxe and started to dig. He swung his pick into the ground of the cavern, breaking one block after another. Gameknight made a stairway downward, placing torches as he went.
When he got to fifty blocks deep, he changed directions and made the tunnel go straight. The villagers ran in behind him, expanding his tunnel so all the other villagers and monsters could fit.
Once the tunnel was long and big enough for everyone to fit, a villager in the back of the group filled up the tunnel’s entrance with dirt, stone, and gravel.
Gameknight kept tunneling for a few hours. He also stopped hearing Herobrine’s storm after a while. They were getting away!
Herobrine laughed when he saw all of the villagers and monsters run into the cavern. They couldn’t possibly all fit. And anyways, they were trapped now.
Fools, Herobrine thought. He would just wait until they came out. In the meantime, he would have some fun by setting all the trees he could see in the area on fire. He laughed every time one of his lightning bolts hit a tree and ignited it.
He was having so much fun, he didn’t see the last of the monsters and villagers go into the cavern.
An hour later and when the villagers and monsters still hadn’t come out, Herobrine thought he would see what they were up to. Herobrine jumped off his storm cloud, hitting the ground with a roll. Herobrine ran up to the cavern and almost fell off the ledge he was standing on.
No one was there. Not one trace of them either. Herobrine roared with fury, a sound that made the world tremble and quake. Then Herobrine pointed his finger at the cavern that the monsters and villagers had run into. A lightning bolt shot out of his finger and hit the cavern with such force that it collapsed. Then Herobrine flicked his hand at the land around it. The trees, grass, flowers, and animals burst into flames. The fire spread fast, turning whatever it touched into ashes.
How could’ve they got away? Herobrine thought angrily. Then it hit him. They had tunneled out.
Herobrine cursed in frustration. He was too late. They would be long gone by now. Then a sly smile formed on Herobrine’s blocky face.
“You can’t hide forever, User-That-Is-Not-a-User!” Herobrine yelled to the world. “I will find and kill you eventually!” Then Herobrine teleported away, leaving nothing but destruction behind.
After another few hours of tunneling, Gameknight decided that their group should take a break. Gameknight and the other miners made a big cavern for everyone to fit into and rest.
Gameknight sat down in the corner of the big cavern the monsters and villagers had dug. He watched the monsters and villagers get along. Getting away from Herobrine had also lit a spark of hope in his heart. They could still win the war against Herobrine.
Hunter, Stitcher, and Crafter walked over to Gameknight.
“So,” Crafter said. “What’s the plan?”
“Well,” Gameknight said, “When night comes we’ll go back above ground and then try to track down Herobrine and put a sword through him. Essay.” But deep down they all knew that killing or tracking down Herobrine would be no piece of cake.
Gameknight slumped against the wall and his friends sat down besides him. Hunter put on of her arms around Gameknight’s shoulders.
“Everything will be okay in the end,” Hunter whispered.
“I really hope so,” Gameknight replied.
Gameknight looked around the cavern.
“Okay guys,” He yelled to the monsters and villagers, getting their attention. “We’ll start moving again in five minutes.”
Gameknight waited until he heard murmurs of agreement, then slumped back against the wall.
Gameknight was eating a apple when he felt the wall shake. It was the smallest shake, but Gameknight felt it. Gameknight jumped to his feet, sword drawn.
“What’s going on?” Hunter asked. “We’re not being attacked.”
The Gameknight felt it again, but this time the shaking was stronger. Pieces of rock, and dust fell from and off the ceiling.
“Uh, Hunter?” Gameknight asked unsurely, “Do you ever have earthquakes in minecraft?”
“Earthquakes?” Hunter asked, “What’s that?”
Just then the shaking grew stronger; all the villagers and monsters felt it now and looked at Gameknight with fear, as if he could somehow magically stop the world from shaking.
The ground was shaking so much now that Hunter fell to her knees; unable to balance on the ever moving ground.
“Villagers and monsters,” Gameknight yelled to the crowd. He knew the worst was coming. “BRACE YOURSElVES!”
Then the wall exploded. Blocks flew in every direction. People screamed. Monsters yelped.
But the thing behind the wall was the most horrifying and shocking.
There was nothing behind the wall but darkness. The void. But that was no ordinary minecraft void. When Gameknight looked closely, he could see glowing strands of numbers and letters floating around in it; code.
“Herobrine,” Gameknight whispered to himself, “What have you done?”
Then the world came crashing down. Not literally, but it seemed that way. A big black darkwave of nothingness came through the hole in the wall into the cavern the monsters and villagers were in.
“Run!” Gameknight screamed and took off in the direction of the tunnel they came from. Half the crowd took off behind him, Hunter, Crafter, and Stitcher included.
But the other half weren’t as lucky.
The black wave of nothingness crashed down on them, whatever it touched melted and faded away, leaving nothing but a string of code behind. When the wave crashed down on the wall, the wall exploded then melted away into the void.
The monsters and villagers that got trapped in the cavern screamed in fear, but their screams were silenced when the darkwave crashed down on them too, melting them into the darkness.
The wave washed over all the caverns walls, leaving no trace off the cavern. Just the void was left behind.
Gameknight and the group following him ran as fast as they could away from the cavern and back towards the entrance of the tunnel.
Hunter ran up besides Gameknight and painted, “What was that thing?”
“I don’t know,” Gameknight replied, “But that thing is going to destroy this whole server if we don’t stop it.”
The ground started to rumble and shake.
“Oh no!” Gameknight cried out. “The wave caught up to us!”
And indeed it did. Gameknight looked back and saw the end of the tunnel they just came through was disappearing.
“Faster!” Gameknight cried.
The wave had caught up to the back of the group. It dissolved the tunnel and ground the villagers and monsters running at the back if the group got sucked into the void. Falling forever. One of the villagers near the back grabbed pieces of cobblestone and made a wall in the middle of the tunnel. As the wave slowly dissolved it, the group ran on.
When Gameknight reached the end of the tunnel, he lit a piece of TNT to blow up the blocked exit.
“Everyone out!” Gameknight called to the remaining people and monsters, letting them run by him, out into the open.
When Gameknight jumped out of the tunnel himself, he was shocked by what he saw.
The once green grassy ground had turned brown. All the trees were gone, the mountains blown to bits. The biome was flattened to the ground. The only color was the dark blue of the night sky, and the ashy brown of the ground. It was devastating.
Then the wave came. It leaped out of the tunnel like a geyser. But this time, Gameknight could see Herobrine was riding on it. Literally. Herobrine was standing on top of it, laughing, as it moved across the land.
“Everyone,” Gameknight yelled to the panicked crowd, “Try to get to another server plain! Use the Zombie Town portals if you have to! Just please, don’t get hurt.”
The wave had grown bigger and had stretched out, now able to dissolve more of the world at a faster pace.
One of the zombies in the group called out, “Everybody! Follow me! I know the fastest way to the closest Zombie Town!”
Gameknight looked at his friends Digger and Herder.
“Do you think they’ll get away in time?” Gameknight asked.
“Wait,” Digger said in his deep voice. “You’re not going with them?”
“I’m afraid not,” Gameknight replied, “I’m going to try to stop Herobrine once and for all. I don’t want any of you guys to get hurt.”
“Okay, Gameknight!” Herder said with a smile, “We’ll go with the zombie, to keep everyone safe!”
Gameknight watched Digger and Herder run over to the zombie who had told the other villagers and monsters he had known a way to Zombie Town.
Gameknight heard Digger say, “Lead the way. We’ll be right behind you.”
As the villagers and monsters took off running, Gameknight grabbed Crafter, Hunter, and Stitcher out of the crowd.
“There’s only one way to stop Herobrine,” Gameknight told them, “And that way is out.”
“Huh?” Hunter responded. “I think you’re a bit out of it.”
“No really,” Gameknight said, “We’re going to the physical world. All of us.”
“No time for questions!” Gameknight told his friends, pointing towards the wave. “Just follow me!”
Gameknight and his friends ran a good distance away from the wave, then stopped under one of the trees that had not yet burned to the ground..
“All right,” Gameknight said to them. “All of you hold hands.”
So they did. Hunter grabbed Gameknight’s left hand, Stitcher grabbed Hunter’s hand, Crafter grabbed Stitcher’s hand, so Gameknight held Crafter’s other hand in his right.
“Okay guys, one word of warning,” Gameknight told them, “The physical world is a lot different from minecraft, so don’t try to attack anything. Also, we’re going to come out in the basement of my house. We need to make as little noise as possible. Got it?”
All his friends noded.
“Good,” Gameknight said. “Get ready.”
Gameknight closed his eyes and concentrated.
He imagined a keyboard. He imagined he was pressing down on the keys, typing a message. When he was done with the message, he imaged a send button. Then he imagined that he pressed it.
Yes! It worked Gameknight thought as the sent message appeared in his mind; Dad, anyone, use the digitizer, get me out! ASAP! Gameknight just hopped his dad was watching the screen.
The response came almost immediately; ‘Okay’
A glowing ball of pure white light surrounded the group, it grew brighter, and brighter, until the four friends had to close their eyes. Then there was a weird feeling. First they felt hot, then cold, then hot again. Then when the light faded, they could tell they weren’t in minecraft anymore.
Gameknight999, now Tommy Feynman, could feel he was lying on something hard. Maybe a floor? He had a splitting headache and he couldn’t see. The room was pitch black. Then Tommy realized he had his eyes closed, so he open them. It took awhile for his eyes to adjust to the new lighting. When his eyes finally adjusted, he sat up and looked around. Tommy could now see he was on the floor of his family’s basement.
Besides him, Tommy could see Hunter, Crafter, and Stitcher lying on the floor; still
unconscious. Tommy looked at them in amazement. They were not square and blocky anymore. They looked different, more real.
“Uh hum,” a voice said, making Tommy jump. Tommy got to his feet and turned around.
Tommy’s dad was standing in the doorway, arms crossed and a frown on his face.
“Dad!” Tommy exclaimed and ran towards his father with open arms.
When Tommy’s dad saw Tommy running towards him, his expression changed to a warm smile. Tommy’s dad pulled Tommy into a big bear hug.
“I’ve been so worried about you,” Tommy’s dad mumbled, still with his arms around Tommy. “Your mother and I…” He trailed off mid sentence.
“I’m sorry dad,” Tommy said sincerely. Finally pulling away from his dad to look him in the face. “I didn’t want you to worry.”
“Everything is fine now,” Tommy’s dad said, “I’m just happy you’re home.” Then his gaze turned serious again. “But you might want to explain what they are doing here,” Tommy’s dad said pointing to where Hunter, Crafter, and Stitcher lay on the floor.
“Oh right,” Tommy said sheepishly. “Have you seen what’s been happening in Minecraft?” He guessed to the monitor.
Tommy’s dad sighed. “Yes. I’ve been watching you and your friends and you whole disastrous Herobrine scenario.” He shook his head sadly. “Herobrine has, well, let’s just say destroyed all the anti virus programs Mojang sent after him. First he tore apart the dragon Mojang sent to finish him off. I think the pieces of it are still scattered to and from the four corners of your Minecraft world. He totally turned that dragon to dust the minute Mojang sent it in,” Tommy’s dad shuddered. “Herobrine destroyed all the anti virus programs they sent after him. Minecraft’s not safe anymore.”
“I never saw any of the anti virus programs when I was in Minecraft!” Tommy exclaimed, “I’ve just thought that Mojang didn’t know about Herobrine. Or that they thought he wasn’t too much of a threat and just didn’t care.”
“Oh no,” Tommy’s dad said, “They have cared. From the beginning. It’s just that Herobrine kills their programs too fast.” He finished with a weak smile. “Anyways, I’m going to tell your mom and sister that you’re back. They’d be happy to see you’re alive. You also might want to show your friends the way things work around here. I’ll give you some time alone with them.” He gave Tommy a wink then walked out of the room.
Tommy closed the basement door and walked over to his dad’s computer. On the screen, it showed a destroyed Minecraft world. Void was everywhere, some blocks just floating around in it. Then if he looked closer at the screen, he could see the little glowing strands of code. Tommy switched his gamemode to spectator, pressed w and flew into the void.
There was no land in site. Tommy turned his cheats on a gave himself supper speed. He speed through the void for what felt like an hour (though it had only been five minutes). Then he saw it. Land! He rushed towards it, pressing the w key as hard as he could. When he got to the land he saw there was not much of it left. It was a little floating island in the middle of nothing. The sky had turned to the void too. Then he spotted Herobrine riding his wave of darkness, crushing the remaining land.
As Tommy watched, Herobrine and his monstrous wave of nothingness dissolved the last remaining block of the whole server. When the block completely disappeared, a blinding flash of green light lit up the screen. A portal had appeared right in front of Herobrine.
Tommy turned up his sound and heard Herobrine’s hateful laugh. Tommy turned his gaze to the portal. It was made up of blocks he had never seen before. On the top, written in small letters was a sentence. Tommy squinted at it and then realized what it said; Portal to Server118j3q.
Tommy saw Herobrine step through the portal and the wave followed after him. Then the portal blinked out of existence. Tommy stared at the dark screen of the monitor for a while. Then he realized that Herobrine wouldn’t stop until he destroyed every server and world in Minecraft. Then he’d be able to break out into the real world.
What am I going to do now? Tommy wondered. Then his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of soft moaning; his friends were waking up.
Tommy dropped to his knees and sat besides his friends.
Hunter was the first to wake. She sat up, moaned softly, and held her head in pain.
“Hunter!” Tommy cried.
“Gameknight?” Hunter asked unsurely. “Is that you? And why is everything round and curved?”
“Yes it is me!” Tommy exclaimed, ecstatic. “And you’re in the physical world! With me!”
Hunter looked around the room, her brown eyes wide with curiosity and amazement.
“Where are we?” Hunter asked after a while.
“We’re in my family’s basement,” Tommy told her.
As Hunter snapped out of her state of shock, Crafter woke up.
Crafter sat up and looked around the room, surprised.
“Is this the physical world?” Crafter asked. “It’s very small.”
“Crafter!” Tommy exclaimed.
“Gameknight?” Crafter asked.
“Yep!” Tommy laughed, “That’s me!”
Crafter’s eyes widened. “But you’re so much younger! You’re practically a year older than me! In Minecraft you were like, all grown up!”
Just then Stitcher woke up, screaming.
“Help! Help! Help!” Stitcher yelled. “Don’t, wait! STOP!”
“Stitcher!” Hunter exclaimed and crawled to her sister’s side. Hunter put her arms around Stitcher and whispered something into Stitcher’s ear that made her stop yelping.
“Land of Dreams,” Stitcher whispered just loud enough for Tommy to hear.
In Minecraft, Tommy, Hunter, and Stitcher were Dreamwalkers. That meant they could Dream and see and protect the real world in it. Yes, they could die in the Land of Dreams too if they were not careful, but luckily they had not died.
Just then,the door to the basement flew open with so much force, the door frame shook slightly. Tommy’s dad was standing in the doorway, a look of concern on his face.
“All you guys all right?” Tommy’s dad asked. “I heard screaming and came down here as fast as I could!”
Hunter tried to stand, but then grabbed her head and collapsed back onto the floor.
“Who’s that guy?” Hunter asked, pointing a finger and Tommy’s dad. “I’ve never seen him before.”
“Uh,” Tommy said, “That’s my dad. You’ve seen him before. Just not like this. Remember Monkeypants_271? He was my dad’s Minecraft user.”
“Oh,” Hunter said and waved weakly at Tommy’s dad.
“My name’s Mark Feynman,” Tommy’s dad said, “I remember you Hunter quite well.”
Mr. Feynman turned back to Tommy.
“Tommy,” Tommy’s dad said, “Take your friends up to your room. I’ll bring up some sleeping pads.”
“Sleeping pads?” Tommy asked confused.
Tommy’s dad frowned and gestured to the small analog clock hanging above the doorframe. The clock read 2:00am.
“Wow,” Tommy said, “Guess we better get to bed.”
“Exactly,” Tommy’s dad replied.
Tommy helped his awestruck friends to their feet and then led them upstairs, out of the basement.
“This is the living room,” Tommy said, gesturing to the room they were walking through.
“What’s that?” Crafter asked, pointing at the television.
“That’s the T.V.” Tommy replied, “You can watch the news, movies, and other stuff on it.”
Hunter wrinkled her freckle-covered nose in confusion. “Movies? What’s that?”
“Uh,” Tommy said, “I’ll tell you more later.”
After Tommy showed his friends the kitchen, he lead them up to the second story of the house.
“My room is the first door to the right,” Tommy said pointing to it. He lead his friends into his room and closed the door behind them.
Tommy’s bedroom was a regular sized bedroom, with pale grey (almost white) walls, tall wood bookshelf in one corner, bed in another corner, wooden nightstand next to bed, white rug in the center of the room, wooden dresser, a door to a closet, posters and pictures on the walls, light wooden floor, and a window on the side of the room.
Hunter immediately saw the window, ran to it, and looked out at the city of New York.
“Wow,” Hunter breathed, unable to look away.
Stitcher, Crafter, and Tommy joined her at the window and watched the cars go by.
“This is incredible,” Crafter exclaimed.
“Where are the monsters?” Stitcher asked, very confused.
Tommy smiled. “There’s no monsters in the physical world.”
Stitcher’s eye grew wide in amazement. “No monsters?” She asked, “You must be joking.”
Tommy’s smile grew. “Nope. Not joking.”
When Tommy’s friends eventually stopped staring out the window, the four of them sat down on the floor.
Tommy eyed his friends up and down. “You guys are still in your village robes,” He told them, gesturing at his friend’s long robes.
“What’s wrong with them?” Stitcher asked.
“Nothing, but people don’t dress that way in the physical world,” Tommy replied. “I’ll go down to the laundry room and find some clothes that will fit you guys.”
Tommy got up from the floor and walked over to the door. “Just wait here until I get back,” Tommy told them, then walked back down the stairs.
Tommy entered the laundry room and turned on the lights. The laundry room was a small room painted a pale orange, laundry machine in back of the room with drying machine on top, rack of laundry detergents, and laundry baskets next to the door.
Tommy walked over and opened the dryer. He grabbed an empty laundry basket from the corner of the room and emptied the clothes that were in the dryer into the basket. Then he dug around in the bag for a bit, looking for something that could fit his friends.
Tommy pulled out one of his Minecraft shirts; black with a green creeper on the front and ‘Minecraft’ written above the creeper in blocky letters.
This is perfect for Crafter, Tommy thought with a smile.
Tommy dug around for a little more, pulled out some of his little sister’s clothes for Stitcher, socks for all of them, and found some jeans for Hunter and Crafter. Tommy grabbed a Forest Green turtleneck from the basket for Hunter (Forest Green was Hunter’s favorite color), then turned and ran back to his room.
When Tommy got back to his room, he saw all of his friends looking out the window.
“Guys,” Tommy called out, “I got some clothes for you. You can change into them later.” Tommy dumped the clothes onto the bed and pulled his friends away from the window.
Just then, the bedroom door flew open with a bang. Tommy and his friends jumped and spun around.
“Jenny!” Tommy exclaimed.
Tommy’s younger sister Jenny stood in the doorway in fuzzy blue pajamas and her light brown hair in two braids.
“Oh my gosh!” Jenny cried with excitement, wide eyed and frozen in the doorway. “You brought them back with you?”
“Aren’t you supposed to be asleep?” Tommy asked her, annoyed. “It’s 3:00 in the morning!”
Tommy turned to face his startled friends.
“Guys,” Tommy told them, “This is my little sister Jen-”
Stitcher’s eyes grew even wider. “Monet!” She cried out in excitement.
“Stitcher!” Jenny exclaimed then ran to embrace her friend.
Tommy frowned at them and walked over to shut the door.
Jenny had also been inside Minecraft before. Weeks before, Jenny had digitized herself into Minecraft because she wanted to meet Tommy’s friends. Because of her careless act, Tommy himself had to go back into Minecraft to bring her back out.
“It’s been forever since I’ve seen you,” Stitcher was saying.
“I know!” Jenny replied, “I thought I’d never see you again in person.”
Tommy scowled. “Jenny, what did I tell you about coming into my room without permission?”
“Sorry Tommy,” Jenny said, “I just heard you and your friends in here and I wanted to see what was going on.”
A knock on the door cut of Tommy’s reply.
Tommy walked over to the door and opened it.
Tommy’s dad stode in the doorway holding three sleeping pads.
“Here,” Mr. Feynman said, handing the pads to Tommy. “I’ll go grab some blankets and pillows for you guys.” Then he turned and left the room.
Tommy and his friends unrolled the pads and laid them on the floor.
When Mr. Feynman came back with the blankets and pillows, Jenny and Tommy helped set them up too.
Mr. Feynman insisted that Tommy and his friends should get some sleep.
“If you kids are really going to save the world,” Mr. Feynman said to Tommy, “You should be all rested up to think straight. Not enough rest leads to bad decisions.”
Tommy let Hunter and Stitcher sleep in his bed that night and he and Crafter slept on the pads on the floor. Jenny had insisted that she could sleep in Tommy’s room with all of his friends so Tommy let her stay.
“Good night guys,” Tommy whispered in the dark, “When we wake up, maybe this will all be a dream.”
“You wish,” Hunter mumbled from the bed.
Tommy smiled and lay back, resting his head on his arms.
Tomorrow is going to be a very interesting day, Tommy through as he drifted off and let sleep take over.
In the morning, Tommy was the first to wake. Tommy looked at his clock. The display showed that it was seven in the morning. Tommy sat up and looked around. At first he was confused by why he was on the floor but then realization came rushing back to him. Tommy looked around the room. Hunter and Stitcher were still sleeping peacefully in his bed and Crafter was lying on the sleeping pad next to him.
Tommy let out a sigh of relief. It wasn’t a dream!
But them, Tommy thought, If it was a dream, Herobrine would not be destroying Minecraft right now.
Tommy quietly untangled himself from his blankets and walked to the window and opened the blinds. Light flooded into the room.
Hunter and Stitcher slowly woke up while Tommy shook his sister roughly.
“Hey!” Jenny said very annoyed, “I’m awake now! Cut it out!”
“You’re a deep sleeper,” Tommy contradicted.
Jenny scowled at him, got up from her sleeping pad and opened the door to Tommy’s closet.
“I’m going back to my room to get dressed.” Jenny told Tommy and walked into the closet.
Hunter started laughing. “Why did she just go into your closet?”
“Because our closets are connected for some weird reason. I never really knew why, but Jenny likes to sneak into my room that way.” Tommy told her.
“Oh,” Hunter laughed, them got up out of the bed.
“You guys should probably change into the modern day clothes I gave you,” Tommy told them. “We’re going to leave right after breakfast.”
“Leave?” Crafter asked Tommy from where he was lying on the floor. “Where?”
“We’re going to go to the Mojang headquarters..” Tommy told them with a smile.
“Uh, where and what’s Mojang?” Asked Stitcher.
“Mojang is the company that created Minecraft,” Jenny said as she walked back through the closet to Tommy’s room, dressed in street clothes.
“But where is it?” Hunter asked.
“Guys,” Tommy told them, “We’ve got to go to Stockholm Sweden.”
Da story begins
…Loading terrain…Whoosh!!! The dust flies everywhere as Steve steps onto the ground.
“Where am I?” Steve said standing in a grass biome.
“You are I the world of Minecraft!” said a voice.
“Who’s there!? Show yourself!” Steve shouted.
“No need to be alarmed, my name is Buck! I am a villager. You should hurry and build your house before it get dark, there will be mobs in the dark.” Buck said.
“Ok, thanks Buck.” Steve said.
As Steve said goodbye to Buck, he started punching oak trees around him. He gathered sticks from dried saplings, cobblestone from mountains, coal from caves, and wool and mutton from sheep. He made a tree-house with a bed, a crafting table, and bed in it.
Steve lit his tree-house with torches but, it burned the wood, obviously. He made some dinner, blazing-hot mutton. It was delicious. Steve was ripping the leg and sinking his teeth into it, making it pour out juices. Hungry yet?
It was getting dark so Steve decided to go to bed. The next morning, Steve heard banging sounds coming from the outside. He looked out the window and saw a skeleton shooting arrows at his tree-house. Steve went to fight it but it was burned by the sunlight. He grabbed the stuff the skeleton dropped – arrows, bones and string! Steve quickly went to his crafting table to make a bow so that he could shoot mobs from the window. After he made his bow, he went to find a small cave so he can get iron. Steve walked for far but he found a cave suitable for mining.
He went inside but when he went very deep inside the cave, he realised that he didn’t bring any torches! He was feeling afraid so he tried to find his way back, but as he walked farther, he was more lost……
Steve walked and walked until he saw something shiny, silver, it was iron! He happily mined the ore to get iron ingots. Steve mined a total of 7 ingots, that’s enough to make an iron chest-plate! Suddenly, he heard something in the shadows. (Growl…) the thing growled loudly, echoing through the cave. Soon, Steve found out that there was more to come-skeletons, zombies, spiders and the worse of all commons, baby zombies! With their tiny body and fast movement, they annoy you till you let the creeper blow you up! Steve had to think of a plan, fast. Then he had it! His plan was…to run.
Steve panted as he ran through the cave system. The monsters were chasing at a slightly slower rate, which means an advantage for Steve. Luckily, he saw a lava pit up ahead. Steve jumped like a CHAMP and the mobs stupidly walked into it.
“Take that you evil mutants!” Steve shouted.
After that, Steve sat down thinking how to get out of the cave. He decided to walk farther to find the surface, instead, he found a dungeon! Steve fought the zombies and broke the zombie-spawner. He saw a full of loot-spider eyes, string and…a GOLDEN APPLE!!! Steve was beyond happy, he was beyond beyond happy! That was no typo error. He began to walk again but don’t know where to go. Just then, a pig ran in and sat down so Steve can ride on him. The pig not only brought Steve to the surface, but to his tree-house too!
“I’ll call you Max.” Steve said.
As Steve went inside the tree-house with his new friend Max, he checked everything he had before gobbling up chicken. He wanted pork-chop but well, that would be very terrifying for Max. Steve put his golden apple into a chest for safe keeping.
“That was the greatest adventure I’ve experienced in my life!” he said.
Steve made iron tools like an iron sword, an iron sword and, wait, he only crafted an iron sword.
“I’m a saver not a spender.” Steve said.
Why? Why did Steve know there was a narrator? That…is none of your business. Now back to the story. Years past and except for Max, Steve had no one to talk to. One foggy night, Steve decided to go out and battle mobs. Suddenly, Steve heard a growl, growls! It was coming from the caves, from the mountains, everywhere. Steve was in danger, total danger. There was no way out, mobs coming from all directions.
With surprise, something swung by, something, someone? The person killed all the mobs in an instant. Was it Max? Was it the mailman? Was it Buck!? No, it was a girl. She was wearing an iron chest-plate with some nice green leather boots.
“Hey, are you okay?” the girl said.
Steve was frozen, stunned by the girls appearance.
“Ye-yes, I’m Steve.” Steve mumbled.
“I’m Alex, nice to meet you.” she said.
Alex was blushing. Steve felt weird, maybe he was blushing too.
“Follow me. I’ll bring you to my tree-house.” Steve said.
When they arrived at the tree-house, the sun rose up majesticly.
They were getting hungry, so… (Steve offers a cooked chicken)
“Here.” Steve offers.
“No thanks.” Alex said.
“Smart not to accept food from strangers.” Steve said.
“Were you going to poison me?” Alex asked.
“Yeah, I always kill people who save my life.” Steve said.
“Really?” Alex asked.
“No, I was being sarcastic.” Steve said.
“I like it.” Alex said.
Steve was starting to blush again, so as Alex. Both of them alone in the tree-house.
The stupid “Steve”
“Oink! Oink!” Max oinked.
“Oh yeah, say hello to Max, my pet pig.” Steve said.
“Hi, Max!” Alex said.
“So, now what?” Steve asked.
“We could get loot from temples. I saw a desert temple nearby here.” Alex said.
“Okay, let’s go!” Steve declared.
The two of them set out to the desert in search of the temple.
“Do you see anything?” Alex asked.
“Not really. There’s a giant temple blocking my view.” Steve said.
“Are you being sarcastic again?” Alex asked.
“No, why?” Steve asked.
“You’ll know, eventually.” Alex said.
“Alex! The temple is the temple! I’m a genius.” Steve said.
“Sort of, I guess.” Alex said.
“C’mon, Alex, let’s go in!” Steve exclaimed.
When Steve and Alex went inside, Steve was wondering where was loot.
“hey, where’s the goods?” Steve questioned.
“It’s beneath that patch, Mr Know-it-all!” Alex said, pointing to the suspicious looking patch of hardened clay.
Steve broke the layer of hardened clay with pickaxe to reveal a room under them.
“There’s a secret loot room in the floor! I’m a genius, again!” Steve said.
Alex carefully made her way made her way down by putting ladders underneath her as she went down slowly. Steve, well, Alex said it’s best if he just followed her lead.
“Careful! There are preasure-plates down there with some TNT and if it gets triggered, KA-BOOM!” Alex said.
“Why can’t we just brake all the preasure-plates?” Steve suggested.
“Because…wait, that’s actually a very good idea.” Alex said. “Like I said, I’m a genius!!” Steve said.
“Here we go again.” Alex sighed.
Alex quickly broke the preasure-plate with an iron pickaxe and took the 9 TNTs beneath it. They were pretty proud of what they got – spider eyes, string, GOLD and EMERALDS…. They went back to the tree-house when they stumbled upon a decent looking desert village. Alex went to take all the good loot and Steve went to see if he could get a good trade.
“Good morrow, young one! What would you like to trade on this fine and beautiful morning?” the villager greeted and asked.
“Well, what are you trading?” Steve asked.
The villager gave Steve a tab that shows all the things he was trading. Here is the list:
3 emeralds=5 eggs
5 wooden planks=3 obsidian
50 iron ingots=1 emerald
4 diamonds= 10 potions of healing II
Steve did the “smartest” thing you could imagine. He traded the iron ingots for the useless emerald. He held the lone emerald tightly in his hands. After that, he suspiciously went into a random house. He got in and to a shock, he found Alex inside the house too. He demanded Alex to go outside and quickly locked the door.
Something is definitely wrong with Steve. First, he acts super dumb. Then, he holds all the emeralds he could find tighter than super-glue and finally, he kicks me out of whoever house that belonged to, Alex thought. Alex has to find out the truth. She knows for a fact that he loves Max like a child, she could use that against him. It plan was full-proof.
“Steve, I have something for you.” Alex said.
“Okay, I’ll be out in a bit.” Steve replied.
“Here is some food left over when I killed Max.” Alex said as she gave Steve a piece of porkchop.
Steve didn’t even cry a single tear. He munched on the porkchop like it was any other piece of food.
“ Now I know truly that you’re not the real Steve!” Alex exclaimed.