This was just a story that I wrote as practice... Please, tell me what you think. I'm currently writing another Minecraft fanfiction and any constructive comments will help me write it!
The sun was slowly setting behind the tall trees that lined the horizon. A small wooden house sat on the top of a hill, and torches lined the fence and were placed around the windows. Steve sat at his crafting table, attempting to craft a diamond sword. His goal that night was to hunt for the dreaded Creeper; he wanted their gunpowder.
Steve held up his newly crafted sword as it sparkled in the torchlight. He was wearing his full set of iron armor and was equipped with freshly cooked pork chops. He was prepared for everything. Setting the sword to the side, he spot something out of the corner of his eye. Steve turned quickly to the window and walked up to it to look outside. A creeper could be seen right outside of the fence that surrounded his house.
Around the Creeper were a few zombies, and a skeleton or two. It seemed that Creepers were rare, or at least, around his house. Steve didn't like to travel to far from his house, so he never strayed too far. The green creature slowly came closer to the house and Steve picked up his sword, rushing to the wooden door. He couldn't screw this up. He NEEDED that gunpowder.
Steve opened the fence gate as the Creeper drew near. The man charged, pointing his sword straight at the Creeper. He slashed at it and backed away once he heard the hiss. As he charged again, he slashed multiple times, trying to defeat this creature before it decided to explode. However, he wasn't quick enough. The Creeper exploded and sent Steve flying backwards, into the fence.
Moaning, he looked at the hole that the Creeper left behind. Another failed attempted at defeating the creature known as the Creeper. "Well, there's always next time..."