NOTICE: thish ish my firsht fanfic so please give any criticism you can. just not too harsh ;)
A breeze blew across steve's face. Opening his eyes he sat up and felt the cool sand and the warm sun. the sun rose on a new day in a new world. He was on a beach coast next to an oak forest. the smell of grass, leaves, and adventure brought him to his feet. 'this is when my life starts' he though with a deep sigh. the sun had just risen, but he didn't have much time to work.
Hours had passed and the sun rose to high noon. Steve was coated in dirt and drenched in sweat. he had stacks upon stacks of wood, enough to build a house and then some. His axe had broken and he needed to find some stone and a space to build some shelter. A flat area appeared first, as a rolling plane filled with lush grass. He began construction immediatley. It took two hours to finish. the dwelling was a little shack barely enough to house one person, but this was all he really needed at this time.
His stomach growled loudly. he was hungry, and raw pork and steack weren't cutting it. he needed to get stone for a funace and coal with which to power needed to find a cave. He strapped his pick and sword to his back and set off on his search.
He didn't find the cave so much as it found him. he looked to the sky and found the sun. he decided it was about 5:30 PM. Not paying attention he slipped and fell. "AAAAAAAAAAHHH!" Steve sreamed plummeting through space. He landed with a hard thud. On his back he looked up. the light shone down, taunting him that it was up there and he was down here. He strained to stand up and walk. there were hard clacking footsteps and many low growls. That was all he needed to spring into action, sword drawn, and ready.