Minecraft: the stranger.
My name is Tyler. I was like any other person who entered this strange world. Like the rest, I have forgotten my past. I don't even know if Tyler is my name, but it was the only thing that I know about myself. I don't remember much. Like, who am I? Who was I? Where am I? Where is here? But I can remember two things, the name Tyler. And this horrible memory.
This is my story.
Chapter 1.
(I fell onto the ground, servilely wounded. Blood dripped from my face, onto the ground. I grabbed my stomach, a horrible pain kept me from moving. I looked down and saw blood poring out. I looked up to find a skeleton figure. It would not take mercy on me. It aimed its bow and fired four shots, each one was shadowed by the moon-lit night. I was not going to give in so easily. I quickly grabbed my diamond sword and slashed the first arrow away, then held my sword in both hands and covered my face blocking another arrow. I tried to get up, but I still needed to rest for a second. But I did not have time. The arrow was coming at me. So, I did something without a second thought, I grabbed the arrow in my chest and forced it out. It hurt like hell, but it came out. I eyed the arrow, focusing on it, then shot my arrow at the on-coming one, stopping the shot in mid flight.
I moved my head in time to dodge another arrow. I looked to see the skeleton joined by two more. They all fired at once. I jumped backwards as three arrows followed me in a straight line. Once I regained my balance, I slashed my sword, blocking another arrow. I dipped back and jumped onto my hands. Just barley dodging a couple more shots. But when I landed back on my feet, I saw a spider stalk out from the darkness. The skeleton next to it pointed at me and the monster joined the fight. I saw more arrows being fired at me.
Hell no, skeletons were one thing, but spiders were another. I had to escape. Arrows were fired at me once again, and I just barley dodged it by wall-running up a near-by tree, at once several arrows hit the tree. I was scared for my life, but I did not look back. I placed my sword in the sheath on my back and jumped onto a branch, I swung from the branch and jumped off and landed in another tree. But as I made my escape, I heard spiders gliding though the trees, chasing after me. I turned around, hoping to knock a few down, but I saw one jump at me but could not react in time. The spider wrapped its arms around me as I fell. I was pushed to the ground as the spider prepared its fangs. The spider bit at me, but I managed to move my head enough to dodge it. The spider bit into the ground and ended up a mouth-full of dirt. I heard the creature gag on the dirt, giving me a chance. While it spit out the soil, I was able to free my arms. l punched the creature in the face with my left arm, then hit it hard in one of its eyes with my right arm. But I just managed to piss it off. The spider gave a blood filled screech and went for my neck. But I was quick enough to stop it. I grabbed the spider's head, keeping the spiders fangs from sinking into my body. But its fangs kept coming closer.
But my problem only got worse. I heard the sound of bushes rustling , I moved my head towards the sound, and saw a skeleton run out of the bushes, it took aim and fired a arrow. I looked back to the spider, who would sink its fangs in at any second. When the arrow came close enough, I kicked the spider in the head as the arrow came flying at me, and hit the spider in its head. The spider gave a screech, but then went limp. I pushed the body off and pushed myself onto my knees. As the skeleton readied its self, I drew my sword. It responded by firing an arrow at me. I charged at the skeleton, and flipped to the side. At once it fired another shot. I jumped back, landing on my hands, then twirled my legs in the air, deflecting several arrows. I landed on my back, only slightly dizzy. Another one was shot at me. I pushed off the ground and grabbed another arrow that was shot at me, and threw it back, making the arrow become lodged in its head. The skeleton dropped its bow, making these whimpers of pain. Now was my chance. I lashed out at the monster, cutting through its chest. The bones from the body were sent in every direction. I pulled my sword out, then fell to the ground tired. I looked around the area, trying to spot any of those bastards.
All was quite. But they were still their, I just knew it. Even though I had killed most of the creatures, I did not let my guard down, but I took the time to rest.
If only I had kept moving. That was a big mistake. The sound of spiders stomping the ground could be heard. I looked back though the trees. I was injured, but I could still fight. But what I saw turned my blood to ice, and I stood paralyzed with fear. Past the trees, I stared wide-eyed at three spider jockeys. Sweat dripped down my forehead. I shook my head. I was not going to show fear. I entered my battle stance, ready to fight, but after the first step I fell to my knees. (Shit, I can't keep this up.) The spider freaks were getting closer, and I knew I couldn't fight them in my current state. I looked to the spider-jockeys with worry., I could not fight them, so I needed to run. I slowly got to my feet, then turned around and made a break for it. I had run through some thick cover. They would not be able to spot me. I kept running as much as I could, but I started to feel dizzy. The blood loss was starting to effect me. I began to slow down. I grabbed my head as more blood oozed from my wound. But I found the energy to keep running.
I ran for what seemed like an hour. I was tired, losing blood, and had vicious creatures chasing after me wanting to kill me. But I continued on either way. But that all stopped when I tripped over my own feet and face planted into the ground. I managed to push myself to get up, then wiped the dirt from my eyes. Once my vision had cleared I looked up to see I had walked to a cliff. (God dammit, of all the places to run to I had to run here) I turned back to get away from here, but I once again could hear the sound of my attackers.
The spiders came closer to breaking through the trees. I was outnumbered, but it was not going to end this way.
I reached behind my shoulder and took out my sword and prepared to fight. I breathed in heavily, I would die. But I would be bring a few of those fuckers to hell with me. Then at once, spiders ran though the trees. One jumped at me, I rammed my sword though the monsters head, I placed my foot on its head and yanked my sword out. I ducked down just in time to dodge a spider. I thrusted my sword into its chest, then sliced though, cutting it in half, then twirled my sword so it was upside down grabbed it with both hands and plunged it into a spiders head. Bastard had tried to sneak up on me.
I did a back-flip and landed on the spiders back and took my sword out and spun around, cutting several spider heads off. But one managed to dodge and slice me in my arm. I screamed in rage as blood was shed from my arm. I landed a kick into the spiders face. Then pulled my sword down cutting it in half. After that attack, I dropped to the ground. I looked up and saw spiders surrounding me. I looked around, they were surrounding me, their were so many of them. I knew I could not kill them all. At this point most people would beg for mercy from fear of dieing. But the strange thing was, I was not scared, I knew death was coming, but I did not fear it, if anything I was excited. I pulled my sword up and held it out. Drool from their fangs dripped off. If I was going to die, then I was going to fight with everything. Once I was ready, I screamed. "COME AND DIE." I slashed my sword to my right and hit a spiders head, then turned it up side down and quickly turned and plunged my sword into another spiders head. I pulled it through the spiders body then grabbed my blade with both hands and spun around killing about five spiders. One spider managed to claw my face while another one slashed my right arm.
I spun to the spider that clawed my arm and yanked it forward then hit its neck with my elbow, braking its neck. Then pulled my sword back and ran it though the spider that clawed my face. I pulled back and held my sword up. But for everyone that I killed a dozen more took its place. I sliced a Spiders neck and tossed it away. I looked around, spiders had continued to surround me. I would never admit it, but either way, I had lost. I slashed my sword out, and With a last act of bravery, I launched closer to the cliff.
I sliced though a spider, then jumped into the and sliced a head off, I jumped backwards, swiping my sword, killing another spider, but I just kept cutting though spider after spider to make it. I turned back to my enemy's, skeletons started to poor in from the woods. I held my sword up, and pulled my other one out as well. My obsidian sword, since I could only remember this fight I did not really know anything about my swords. Just that I sensed something evil in it. I put them both together and they glowed a fiery red. I screamed with hate dripping from my voice. "I'M SENDING YOU ALL TO STRAIGHT HELL!" Then stuck both of my swords into the ground. The ground began to break apart. And then came a huge explosion that struck each of my enemy's. As the fire spread it caught the closet ones in its fire. I watched as the spiders fled, and the skeletons fired arrows as the rest of them were hit by the fire. I saw each of them burn in hell's fire. But that attack took a lot out of me. I gripped swords tight, then began to feel faint. I had lost to much blood, and that attack had not helped. I was going to die. With the last ounce of strength I had, I tilted my body towards the water, and fell towards my grave in the water, as I fell I saw everything burn. Everything moved in slow-motion through my eyes. But it didn't last long
I hit the water. The cold water cut off my air and filled my noise. I continued to watch the fire burn from my grave. I tuned away and looked up and watched as the moon light shined down on me. I began to close my eyes as I lost air. I hit the bottom. I had a good run. But fate was a cruel mistress. I gave one last look at the moon. I had suffered in this world, to much for anyone person. But now I could feel the cold comfort of death. I let go of my blades. Then blacked out, this place had always tried to kill me. And at last, I gave in. this world could have my body. I was done. I had given up.
Pain. Pain was how I knew I was alive. But I wondered how I could have survived. I could not move any part of my body. It only gave a protest if I moved. I opened my eyes. And saw a white blanket of snow.
I pushed myself off the ground. My swords in front of me. I struggled off of the ground, I reached out and grabbed both of my swords and put them in their holders. I looked around, nothing but snow, and behind me a partly frozen lake, with two huge mountains. I looked up to the rising sun, I had yet to learn this sun rise would be the first one of my new life. I looked around me, then a cold wind flew across my body. I shivered as the frozen sky showered me with snow. With out shelter, I would die. I wrapped my arms around my body to preserved as much heat as I could. I raised my head to the mountain on my right, and a tree caught my eyes. It was not much, but it was shelter, I guess. I pulled out my swords out and took the first steps on my journey.)
That was the very start of my adventure, but, For some reason strange reason, that fight was all I could remember, nothing from my past, nothing. I had so many questions, but one answer was clear, I had to survive.
I grabbed a ledge and pulled myself up. I slipped in the snow and fell onto my knees. (God dammit. Why am I even still alive. What cruel thing is keeping me alive. Whatever it is, its a real asshole) I pushed myself and continued on, I looked up and saw I had almost made it up the mountain. Exhausted. Hungry. Thirsty. In pain. This walk was taking its toll on me. I wiped some sweet from my forehead. I wanted to stop and rest, but I needed to get to the top, then I sensed Something was wrong. It had gotten colder, I looked at the frozen ground. The light was vanishing. The sky grew dark as the sun began to set. Something in my head set off an alarm. I had no idea what was wrong, but I knew I was in danger. I climbed faster. But with me in my weakened state, I was a sitting duck. I ran up the side of the wall on the mountain and kicked off, landing on a near by cliff. But when I landed I grabbed my knee.
I had to take it easy on the stunts. I saw the top of the mountain, safety was so close. I grabbed a ledge and ran off of the wall, and on to the ledge, I saw some stepping stones and dashed over to it. I jumped from stone to stone, getting closer to the top of the mountain, I was about to take another jump, when something stopped me in my tracks, I heard hissing and moaning, I swiftly turned and looked down below, I saw three spiders and five humanoid creatures with green skin. "The fuck?" Whatever they were I ignored them. I turned back and jumped onto a ledge, I jumped from ledge to ledge, and the top was so close, I jumped up and gripped the tops cliff, their was nothing I could use to support myself, I tried to pull myself up, but could not climb it, I barley had any strength left.
I had to find another way up, and fast. But as soon as I let go, that's when I felt something wrap around my neck and squeeze it. I grabbed whose ever arm was wrapped around my throat, I saw the out line of my opponent, I raised my fist up and swung it at my attacker. I brought back my hand, and punched again. It had no effect, this guy was tough. I was brought into the air and smashed into the ground. I screamed as I was dragged across the ground, I tried to fight back, but it was useless, I was brought up into the air again, and this time I was the one being punched. I felt that thing hit me across my face, and felt some blood drip down my lip. That punch is what made my arms go limp, I could barley fight back. That thing eyed me, I felt it sniff me, then gave a little laugh. "You sick fucker." I spit blood into its face. Then it crushed my throat once again, forcing blood to come up.
The monster screamed. Then I was thrown away from that monster, I hit the ground hard, just a little more thankful it was dirt I landed on. My vision was blurry, and I felt so weak, but I had to fight. I pulled myself up to my knees and wiped some blood from my face. I looked up to find some kind of bulked up skeleton. I struggled to my feet, no way would I give up with out a fight, drawing my swords I faced my enemy. I had expected a bow and arrow for that things weapons, but it revealed a huge sword, it pulled it out from its back and held it tight. I shivered from the fright of the weapon, could I beat this thing? I was about to find out. This would test all of my abilities, especially with me weakened. I grasped the handles of my swords tighter, and crossed both of them in front of my face, we both looked each other in our eyes, I saw the black holes that were its eyes, and when it looked into my eyes, it saw a true warriors spirit, but I saw a cold murder. We both stared at the other one. Powerful, and deadly warriors, locking eyes, about to engage in single combat, we both took a step back, then we both charged at each other. I let out a blood-filled battle cry as I ran towards the skeleton, it screamed as well. It made the first attack. It spun around, slashing its sword at me. I flipped back and landed a kick to its chin, after I regained my footing, I jumped at it and swiped my swords across its body. I left two huge wounds, making it stumble back. It looked down to see the damage. Outraged, it screamed, then it held its sword up and slashed it at me, I side-stepped, dodging another attack, but it brought its sword at me, I ducked down, the sword just barley missing my head. I spun back. I brought my swords over my head and slashed them at the skeleton. It quickly brought its sword up and blocked my attacks. We both held our swords, both facing each other with a determination to kill the other, both of us trying to survive, neither one backing down. One of us would be walking away as the victor.
And it wouldn't be me. I was sure of that much.
But I don't know if I really cared, I just wanted to die.
