Hey guys. This is my first published book ever. You should know...that I own Minecraft...no, just kidding I DO NOT OWN MINECRAFT...if I did, i wouldn't be here, that's for sure. But no, this is just a fanfiction based on Minecraft. I do not own it, all rights belong to Notch, Mojang, etc, etc, yada, yada, all hail Notch...now BEGIN!
I opened my eyes slowly, groaning as I became painfully aware of a mild headache. I found myself lying on my back. I sat up slowly, to avoid my headache from growing any worse. Where am I? I wondered to myself. I looked around, taking in the forest around me. I was in a clearing in the middle of the woods. It was starting to get dark. A chill went up my spine. I didn't know why. It wasn't like it was cold.
That's when I realized…I didn't know where I was, or who I was! I began to have a panic attack. I touched my face, moving my hands to my hair, trying to figure out who I was. I cleared my throat and said "Who am I". I was a little shocked at how deep my voice was. I searched the pockets of my blue jeans, hoping to find some sort of personal evidence. There was a folded up piece of paper. I quickly unfolded it. It was a map. A map of an island. A map of where I was? I heard a noise in the bushes…a rustling followed by a slow, deep throated groan. I don't know why, but fear struck my heart. I quickly folded up the piece of paper. I noticed a knapsack on the ground near where I was. There were some yellow flowers near it. I took the knapsack but also felt compelled to take a flower. I stuffed the map and the flower in the bag and draped it over my shoulder.
Then I turned around to the bush where the noise had come from and saw a pair of green skinned, dark eyed people stumble out. I was frightened for a moment. Zombies. I don't know how my mind came to so quick a conclusion, but it did. My fear was only temporary. It was soon replaced by the need to stand my ground. My right hand shot to the left side of my waist, only to be disappointed by a lack of a weapon. My bravery began to fade. I took a couple of steps back before turning to run…right smack into another green creature. But this one was different. It didn't have any arms and stood on four "legs". Its skin felt like sandpaper. That coupled with its macabre face and some deep sixth sense embedded in me spurred me to try to get away as quickly as possible, but it was already too late. I heard a hiss from the creature…the "Creeper"…and heard a sharp crack...and then there was blackness.
Hey guys, this is my first public book ever...all my friends told me i needed to publish this..."or they would have if they were still alive, or had ever existed in the first place"...but yeah, so leave your comment or review, etc, etc, and if it gets enough positive feedback, i have the next chapter (which is longer), ready to post.