Minecraft – Survival of the Fittest
Chapter 1 – Marooned
Steve slowly opened up his eyes, with the soft breeze of the sea going over his skin like silk. He didn't remember anything; where he came from, how he ended up on this beach… No, just his name. What he did know, however, was that he was alone. And he'd have to survive on his own.
He got on one knee first to see if his body still responded to his will. First he moved his fingers, then his arms and soon enough he was running around the beach, careful not to tread into the ice cold water anymore. Then he let his eyes scan the area.
All Steve could see before him were mountains as high as the eye could see. He gasped. 'Damn, it's going to be hard to get up there!' he said to himself. But he was going to risk it nonetheless.
He started jogging towards the mountains. Then he saw trees. 'Finally, materials to make a house with!' he said. Once he got close to the trees, however, he discovered a blood trail leading into it. Steve narrowed his silver-colored eyes. Something wasn't right here and he was going to find out this instant.
He walked slowly into the forest, always listening for anything that could ambush him. But nothing came, and that was what scared Steve the most. There should always be life in a forest, not this eerie silence.
When he continued down the trail, his nose detected a very distinctive smell. Sweet, yet sickeningly horrid. Steve recognized it as the smell of rotting flesh. And then he found all the forest's inhabitant animals, all their carcasses on a big pile in the middle of the open spot.
Steve looked around first, then he walked up to the pile of bodies. He prodded one of the dead animals, but he got no response. 'Are all of you really dead?' Steve said. 'Urruuuunnnnhhhhh…' he then heard.
He turned around swiftly and saw a human standing there. Or at least, what was left of the man. The clothing was ripped to shreds, the brains were sticking out of the smashed skull and the jaw was dislocated in three places. And it's skin was green and slimy.
'No way…' Steve said to himself. 'No, this can't be real! The Undead don't exist!' Then, the zombie charged at him. Steve was lucky that he knew how to fight well. He grabbed the zombie's arm, broke it in three places, threw the zombie into the ground and stomped on the head a couple of times until it was squashed.
'Well, that's over,' Steve said. But the arms of the zombie were still grabbing at his legs. Steve looked for something sharp. Then he found something that looked like a stone sword next to an arm dangling out of the pile of dead animals. Steve picked it up and before the zombie could stand up, he plunged it through the zombie's chest.
The zombie's body shivered a couple of times and then laid still. It was finally dead. Steve was panting heavily. Where did that thing come from? And why was that sword here? He decided to see who his dead rescuer was.
He started dragging animals off the pile until he saw the man. And he was still alive. 'The light… It's blinding!' the man said softly, almost whispering. He wasn't much older than Steve, but his skin was almost as white as snow.
Steve picked him up. 'Don't worry, pal. I'll carry you out of here,' he said. Then, with the man in his arms, he started running as fast as he could, out of the forest. He had seen enough for a day. And when he did get out of the forest, he was once again dwarfed by the enormous size of the mountains.
'They really are high…' Steve said. 'Yes, they are…' the man replied. 'Can you see the sun?' Steve looked above him, and he could see the sun indeed. It was going down quite fast, but he still saw enough to make out where he was going.
'Yeah, I can see the sun. What of it?' Steve asked. The man managed to point in its direction. 'Follow the sun and you'll reach my house. Bring me there… Get me back to full health and I will do whatever I can to help you.'
So Steve started running again. He ran, and ran, and ran for miles and miles until he saw a small but cozy house, just like the man said it would be. 'We're nearly there, man,' Steve said. The man smiled. 'Good… My name is Ender, by the way. Thanks for saving me back there.'
Steve reached the house and he tried to open the door, but it was stuck. It was also made out of metal. 'Why can't I open this damn door?' he said. When he looked behind him he saw zombies heading his way. It had become nighttime.
'Quickly, press the… button… to the left of the door!' Ender said. Steve put Ender down and pressed the button. The door opened. 'Quick, drag me inside!' Ender now almost yelled. Steve grabbed Ender by the arms and dragged him inside as fast he could. And the door automatically closed again.
'What the hell is going on here? This isn't Earth, is it?' Steve said. 'No, it isn't, indeed,' Ender said. 'This is the Overworld. Welcome to the Creation of Notch!'
And that's where I'll be ending this chapter, folks. Hope you enjoyed this, please leave a review to let me know how good or bad it was and I hope you guys will be reading the next chapters, too Thanks for reading and make the best of your day!