Hey guys, this is my first attempt at writing a story. Please review, if you like it this is only the first chapter. Thanks! :D
I woke up lying face down on a beach. What? That was impossible. I was just hanging with my friends, playing video games. Ok, let's think... Before I got here, I was being introduced to... NO. No freaking way. I have to test it, I just have to see. The beach was next to a forest. I walked up to a tree and punched it. Sure enough, the wood broke and landed in my hand. Yep, I was in Minecraft. Luckily I knew the basics. I gathered some wood, and made a crafting bench, then a pick. I decided to look around the world a bit for any clues as to how I got here. "HEY, OVER THERE!" There were other people?! Twang! Were they SHOOTING at me?! An arrow whizzed past my head and landed in a birch tree. Yeah, they were. Suddenly I heard yells, sounds of metal clanging, and more twangs of what I thought was bows. Something hit my head, and then all went black.
I came to my senses in a bed with red wool blankets. The bed was in a small room, lit with torches that made the room look sort of homey. There was a knock on a wood door that I hadn't noticed before. A girl walked in. She was about my age (15, to be exact) with long black hair and tan skin. The one thing that I really noticed about her were her eyes - they were blue, ELECTRIC blue. I didn't think that was humanly possible, but I ignored it. "Are you ok?" she asked. "I'm fine," I said. She looked at me, relieved. "That's good, I honestly thought you'd be in the Nether by now, but it's a good thing that you lived. You look like a strong fighter." "Um... what? I had no idea what she was talking about. She looked puzzled when I said that. "Haven't you used a sword or an axe before? Have you used a bow?" "Look, I just woke up on some beach," I told her. "I'm honestly not even sure what I'm doing here. Where even am I?" "You're in Minecraftia, or as we call it, our own personal slice of hell." Oh shit.