Hello people of Fanfiction. This is my first Story about the Popular game *Drum roll please* Minecraft!
Thats all I wanted to say! Enjoy! ^-^
Running.
That is what my parents were doing, along with me in their arms.
There are many screams. Heavy breathing is not the only sound that met my ear.
There were terrified shouts, flames, things being launched. The Guard can only protect us so long.
It was a terrible idea. The worst gamble the King made. The one to send more people to the mines.
They were unarmed. Marching into the mines to uncover things such as Iron, or Coal, or even gold.
There was a rule though. Not to mine diamonds. Diamonds caused the downfall of many city-states.
The King broke the rule. Not only did he break it, but he sent half the guard to do so.
It wasn't long before he realized his own mistake. He himself was the first to fall.
Dusk made him fall.
You cant stay past sunset at a friends house without staying the night.
Neighbors didn't even have the ability to have a child cross the street before...
Before they came. The Endermen. They come and take people. But only people who are Dry.
Not one person who was dry got kidnapped. Endermen seem to hate water. They always have.
And right now.
With half the guard gone to the mines. The Darkness struck. We didn't have many men in the first place.
And when I say men, I mean Guards. There were only about one hundred men who enlisted against the darkness.
But that matters not. Right now, we are all doomed. Arrows whizzing by, by skeletons who bones still creak the night.
Zombies, who have a ravaging thirst for flesh. Kidnapping by Endermen is the worst fate.
Why?
No one knows, we just know that its the end for you if on takes you.
Hence the name: Enderman. They took the King. We are all doomed to a fate worse then Prison.
Worse then Death. We will be eaten alive, then reanimated. As what? We don't know, depends on how much the Undead eat you.
My name is Dawn Nightcrosser. I'm a toddler right now. This is my story.