Minecraft: Ender-Wars

Book 1: A Hero is Lost and Found

Steve, was a man on a voyage to map a newly discovered island chain in the pacific. Currently however, was the proud owner of a new flaming plane wreck. "Damn it." He muttered under his breath, "How the hell does a plane just drop out of the sky like that?" Then suddenly he heard a long hiss and a loud boom. That made Steve think of his first rule of survival; which is Where there are explosions, there are weapons. Where there are weapons, there are humans! So He headed into the dense forest near the sound of the blast.

It was late at night and Steve has still not found the source of the blast. But that quest was forgotten as soon as he heard footsteps and a rustling in the shrubs. "Hello?" Steve asked. "Who is there?" But all he got in reply was a long and dead sounding "Brainzzzzzzzz…" Then Steve turned around and was greeted by the sight of a zombie's face.

It was not exactly what he expected. Instead of the rotting, smelly, disfigured, profusely bleeding face, the face was, well, still rotting and smelly. But it was not disfigured nor was it bleeding. It was almost completely human, except for its green skin and black soulless eyes. Then Steve, being the brave and macho man he was, fainted. But just before he lost consciousness, he saw a tall figure appear behind the zombies. A tall figure, Steve hoped, that belonged to something friendly.

When Steve awoke, he was by a large campfire and lying on a cot made of mostly twigs, logs and large clumps of what looked like unspun wool. He looked around and saw there was a small crude tent, and in a nearby cliff face he saw a lit cave entrance. Then he saw it again, the tall figure from before. It was just standing at the edge of the light of the fire but it looked pitch black none the less, then he saw the ground around it seemed to glow with a strange purple-ish flame. It spoke with a very feminine voice but it was heavy with static like an old and over used audio recording. "Hello." It said. "I am Endyra. I will not hurt you." Then it stepped into the light, wearing a hood and a not much else. Regardless of it being almost completely naked, Steve could not make out a gender, if it even had one. But he assumed it to be female, because of its voice. Even in the light it was still a pitch black figure, its skin black as midnight. It must have been at least 9 feet tall and was almost completely skeletal. It let back its hood to reveal long flowing hair made of the same purple-ish flames. Her eyes were large and glowing with yet again, the same flames. But oddly enough her face showed no sign of a mouth. When she talked her voice just seemed to appear in Steve's mind.

Steve heard of creatures like the one sitting before him. But there were two contradictions to the legends he heard. One, the creature was to have very pale skin with no eyes or any facial features, not pitch black with purple eyes. Second, the supposed Slenderman was not supposed to be a Slenderwoman. He looked at it horrified none the less. Then he finally managed to say, "H-hello…? Are you going to eat me…?" The creature before him looked surprised. Then said "No… You humans are so strange. Why do you think everything you do not understand wants to eat you?"

Steve thought about this and could not exactly come to a logical answer, so he just shrugged and got up. He looked around at the dense forest, then the campfire, then at the creature sitting near him. Then he decided to kiss his sanity goodbye and went to sleep.

When Steve awoke, the creature was gone. The campfire was nothing but dying embers, and the tent was closed. He looked inside to see Endyra, laying on a cot, fully awake, being completely motionless. He looked confused then asked "Are you okay?" Then Endyra looked up at him and whispered, "I am hiding…" Then Steve asked, "From what?" She looked out of the open tent flap and whispered, "The sun…"

To this, Steve looked confused. But then he thought about it for a minute and asked, "Would you like an umbrella?" Then Endyra looked confused, then Steve took her hand and lead her though the shadiest parts of the forest to the wreck of his plane.

Using s few bent rods of metal, some parachute cord and some of the torn fabric of the parachute itself, Steve fashioned a crude umbrella. When he held it up to the sun and made sure it blocked 100% of the sunlight, he handed it to Endyra and she held it over her head and stepped into the light. She looked around, it was bright out, one of the hottest days of the year in Minecraftia, but of course Steve doesn't know that yet. But there was Endyra, standing out in broad daylight not even flinching. For the rest of that day, Endyra took the umbrella everywhere. Even indoors, she clung to the umbrella's handle as if it was a mighty sword to vanquish the sun once and for all. Steve smiled. Seeing a creature like Endyra that looked like she could tear you limb from limb with one skeletal hand tied behind her back clinging to an umbrella like a little girl clings to a teddy bear was kind of cute. At the same time slightly disturbing…

Over the next few days, Steve and Endyra taught each other things. Endyra taught Steve how to survive in the harsh new landscape he was trapped in. By the end of the week, she had helped steve make several stone knives and other assorted tools to help combat the creatures of the night. He also learned about most of the inhabitants of the island. Common live stalk like chickens, cows, sheep, and pigs seem common on the island. But Steve also learned fast that many other things lurked in the dark. Zombies, and even spiders the size of pigs.

In return for her wisdom Steve gave Endyra wonders of the new world. For instance, a pocket watch that Steve kept on his voyage was now a fancy pendant around Endyra's neck. He also managed to find a few other belongings, mostly clothes and a few broken electronics. But Steve made due.

Something that Steve noticed about the island he was on was that the laws of physics seemed to not apply. Steve saw massive mountains, supported by columns only a few meters across. Water seemed to flow differently. It would stay in a direct, straight path, never bending only making 90 degree turns when needed. Even fire did not burn the same. There was the fire, it produced light, but if you touched it, there was no heat. Which in Steve's opinion was okay because another thing about the island is that even on a very cold day, the temperature was still around 60 degrees.

One day, when Steve woke up he saw Endyra was packing a satchel and her umbrella then go out of the tent. Steve asked, "Where are you going?" Endyra paused and the worded appeared in Steve's head in Endyra's static filled voice, "Oh me? I am just going to the near by village to get some supplies." Steve looked confused, "Village?" he asked. "We were living off the land and there was a village we could live in? Forget this, I am going with you." And with that, Steve got up, packed and went off with Endyra.

The journey took all day and was well into the night when they arrived at the edge of the village. It definitely was not what Steve expected. Instead of small huts and a grand fire in the center, it was a small town with small houses made of planks and cut stone. It has a church and a blacksmith and even a library. The gravel paths were dotted with street lights and the windows in the houses were light and the sounds of people eating and chatting were coming from within.

"It is very… nice." Steve said as they approached the village. Then as they walked down the path to the black smith, they heard footsteps. Then Endyra froze and threw herself and Steve against the wall of a church and covered Steve's mouth. Then Steve saw what Endyra was trying to hide from. Walking down the path at a rather slow pace was a creeper. Its four stumpy legs not making a sound as it walked down the gravel path, its tubular body giving it the look of a demonic sausage with legs. Its head was almost a perfect cube with rounded corners. Its mouth frozen in a permanent grimace, making it look forever in despair and sadness. It walked down the path silently, the stopped when it got to be in front of Steve and Endyra; then it let out a long HissssssssSSSssssssSSSsssss and exploded.

The boom was deafening, especially from such short distance. The wall behind them flew back and they fell flat on their backs in front of the priest who was about to head home after putting out the ceremonial candles. For a few seconds it rained dust, debris and creeper bits. Steve looked at Endyra to see if she was okay and she was already back on her feet coughing from the large amounts of dust in the air. Steve wondered how something like that didn't kill something a brittle looking as Endyra, considering she was mostly skin and bones.

Steve got up and looked at the priest. Unlike what he expected, the priest was not human. But possibly a more advanced version of a human. It had a very tall forehead and no hair except for one large thick uni-brow which gave it the look of a walking Moi statue. On top of that he had a large bulbous nose which seemed to bounce and wobble as he moved his head. As Steve made these observations, the priest just stared at Steve until he finally said very nervously and as if he was talking to god, "The chosen one… He has graced me with his presence. Come Steve, we have much to discuss."

~~To Be Continued~~

Be on the lookout for Minecraft Ender-Wars: Book 2: The Quest Begins!