A/N: Oh hey. It's me, with another fanfic. I know, my first one sucked really bad, but I think this one is better!

We see a cave. The "camera" goes inside. A guy wearing a red shirt, black gloves, and jeans is mining inside. He was mining an Iron Ore, with an Iron Pick.

"Well, I guess no diamonds today." He sighed as he walks to the exit.

The screen cuts to him walking home.

"It's almost night...I better go faster." He sprinted. Soon, he reached his house. The house isn't really big, most part of it are made from woods, and cobblestones. He opened the door, then he put all his stuff inside a chest and jumped in his bed.

"Ahhh the nice, comfy bed..."

Soon, he fell asleep, without knowing that a pair of white, blank eyes is watching him from afar.

A/N: Switching to his Point Of View now, so no 3rd person thing anymore.

I woke up as the sunlight shone down on my face. I grabbed a steak from my chest and ate it. I then grabbed my Iron Pick and my Iron Sword as I went out to the cave.

Everyday is just the same. Wake up, go to mine, sleep. I'm actually getting a bit bored of this.

As I entered the cave, I could see a small amount of light coming from afar. Curious, I checked it out.

The light source, is in, a room, or more like a hideout. Most parts of it are made of dirt, and I could see signs on the wall. Whoever used the sign has a bad grammar, since most of it are like "rule teh woorld".

I ignored it. I turned back, and I saw a Creeper in front of me. I stabbed it with my sword and ran.

"Crap. Looks like this is a Mob Base or something." I said to myself. I bumped onto a zombie. I killed it with my sword, and ran again.

I fought my way through to the exit. As I reached it, I quickly blocked the entrance with a few cobblestone. After that, I went back to the village I live in.

When I finally arrived, I know something is wrong. One house is broken, like someone used TNT inside, and everyone are surrounding it.

Curious, I joined the crowd, and I saw my friend in too.

"Hey Nick," I said, "What's going on?"

"Oh, Brian. I think someone ignited a TNT inside." Nick answered.

"What about the owner of the house?" I asked.

"He's dead. Or at least we think so, we can't find him, or his corpse..." Nick answered.

My expression quickly became "dot-underscore-dot" (A/N: Blank) at this. I went in my house and took a short nap.

A/N: Well that ends Chapter 1. Yes, it's quite short, but Chapter 2 will be a LOT longer! :D