Frost: Hey guys! This is my first fanfic and I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Minecraft or any of this except the two OCs and this lovely story line.
"Hey guys! Check this out!" Aurora called to her two friends as she ran through a Minecraft forest. They had been hunting for food in the blocky forest, which bordered a plains biome in which the had built their houses.
"What did you find?" Steve, one of her friends, called back to her.
"It's an abandoned house made out of wood and wood planks, birch by the look of it." She replied when she stopped a few blocks from it, Steve finally came to her side. Phillip, her other friend quickly ran up to her other side and stared at the small wooden house.
"Woah . . ." Phillip whispered as curiosity filled his hazel eyes. Phillip was a tan guy with short black hair. He wore an unzipped red jacket with a white shirt underneath, blue jeans and black sneakers. He adjusted the pair of glasses on his face and looked closer at the little cabin.
"I'll bet there's ores in those chests!" Steve motioned to the chests inside which could be seen though the window. Steve was also tan and had short brown hair and blue eyes. He wore a blue t-shirt and blue jeans and gray shoes. Aurora rolled her eyes, Steve could be so greedy at times. Aurora was a lighter tan with long brown hair tied in a single braid and bright green eyes. Her outfit included a purple hoodie sporting an enderman head on the front, light brown jeans, and brown boots.
"Let's go check it out!" Aurora said and walked forward and opened the old wooden door on what she assumed to be the front of the house. The inside was plain, holding only a bed, 4 large chests, a crafting bench, and a couple of furnaces. This was a typical Minecrafter's house. Aurora sighed in disappointment. She'd been hoping for something unusual, strange, or exciting. Instead this was just a plain old house. Steve quickly examined the contents of one of the chests as Phillip searched for hidden entrances and traps. Aurora opened one of the remaining chests and found it empty, except for one item, a book entitled "Luna's Journal". Now that was something unusual! It wasn't every day a Minecrafter wrote in a journal, let alone leave it in their abandoned cabin. She placed the book in her inventory and examined the remaining chest that Steve had yet to pilfer.
By the time the three Minecrafters had finished examining the entire cabin, night had begun to fall.
"We should be getting back," Phillip stated, watching through the window as the sun sunk slowly below the horizon.
"Afraid of the mobs?" Steve mocked, shooting a cocky smirk at Phillip.
"Phill is right," Aurora said, swatting Steve, "we should go back home." With that, the trio headed back through the forest. Aurora had this strange feeling, like they were being watched. She shrugged the feeling off, thinking it was only the mobs most certainly lurking in the shadows of the oak and birch that towered around them. The feeling followed her all the way to the small town of Minecrafters that the three of them lived in.
"See you guys tomorrow!" Steve called to the other two as he strode into his cobblestone house at the end of the gravel path. Phillip and Aurora waved and when Steve had shut his iron door turned to face each other.
"Goodnight Aurora," Phillip said shyly.
"Goodnight Phill," Aurora replied with a giggle, "and watch out for creepers." He smiled and turned to his own house, which was made of oak planks, and disappeared through the wooden door. Aurora smiled to herself. She'd had a huge crush on him since the day they'd met. She still remembered that day.
It had been a quickly darkening evening and Aurora had been cutting down wood from an oak tree. She was new to this world and was trying to get materials for her house. It'd taken longer than she'd thought. Suddenly a voice came out of the trees.
"Watch out! Creeper!" Aurora turned quickly to see the tall, green mob running straight at her. She only had a wooden sword, so she turned and ran as fast as she could toward the voice. That's when she met Phillip. He motioned for her to follow him and led her to this lovely town she lived in.
Aurora gave one last final glance at her friends' houses, then turned to her own house, made of the same oak planks she'd harvested the day she'd met Phillip. The strange feeling of being watched was still there, if not worse, now that she was alone. She shivered and glanced around slowly. She stopped as her gaze came to rest on what she assumed to be a pair of glowing white, pupil-less eyes. Aurora stood there for a moment, then ran straight into her house. She laid on her bed, shaking. Herobrine! She thought, He's not real! How could he possibly be following me! Maybe its just another troll, trying to mess with our heads, but their eyes don't glow in the dark! To get her mind off her stalker, she took the journal she'd found out of her inventory. She opened it and read the first entry.
Today is my first day in this new world. I have built my lovely cabin in the forest and have made this journal. There is something strange happening around here, though. I get the feeling I am being watched. When I glanced out the window, I saw a pair of white pupil-less eyes staring back at me. I have heard the stories of Herobrine, all the statements that he is a myth and by others a cold blooded killer. I have also heard the stories of him just stalking and frightening his victims before he kills them. I suppose I shall have to wait and see what he will do. Besides, if he wants to kill me, there is not much I can do about it.
Aurora was shaking harder now, The previous resident got the same feeling I did?! She closed the book and put it back into her inventory. That must mean I'm his next victim! She thought, covering her head with her blanket and groaned. She must tell her friends about this and the book, but she certainly wasn't going outside in the dark. She could practically hear the zombies groaning and skeletons clacking. She had serious bad luck, especially because out of all people Herobrine could have chosen, it happened to be her.