A/N: Alright, so this is my first attempt at a Minecraft fanfic. Before I start, here's a few things:
1. My chapters are VERY short, but I make them really fast (like once or twice a week) instead of having a big chapter once a month.
2. I don't put very much details in my stories, but instead try to get right to the "action". I put a lot of details (as in characters, buildings, etc.) on my DeviantArt account, which is the same name as it is on here.
3. This is rated T only because I MIGHT put in some romance at some point. Maybe. (Edit: OH GOD I DIDN'T KNOW HOW BAD THE GORE WOULD GET. RATED T FOR GORE, but only in the later chapters)
4. Since my chapters are so short, I've come to a ratio that 4 of my chapters equals about 1 chapter of a real story. However, most story chapters come only once a month.
Also, I would like EVERY person who has an account to review this. It doesn't have to be long, just a few words saying if you liked it or not. Thanks!
So yeah... Enjoy!
"Phillip, get up! Get up getup getup!"
...ugh, a voice... just a few more minutes of sleep...
"Come on! You can't be late!"
I pop out of bed!
... and hit my head immediately against my little brother's.
"OW!"
After a few seconds, I get a view of my surroundings. Not that I needed to, my house is so boring I hardly need to look where I'm going. My room consists of nothing but my bed, a chair, and a table. My little brother Seth peeks from behind the door.
"Come on! You can't be late TODAY!"
I get up and walk across the room, not to get ready, but to slap my annoying brother on the head. "Shut up," I say playfully. I'm wide awake now (it takes hardly a few seconds to be wide awake for me) and as I look at my brother, and back to our clock, I notice something.
"OH CRAP! IT'S INITIATION DAY!"
I spring into action, running to my closet and, taking a second to think, I choose some pants and my favorite shirt before getting ready.
Ok, I'll explain what's going on here. Today is Initiation Day, where all of the kids that are twelve years old (I'm an exception, I'm thirteen) get into survival school. Survival school is the most important part of someone's life, where they learn how to jump as high as adults, chop wood with their bare hands, fight with a sword and a bow, and most importantly, CRAFT!
So you can see why I would be so excited. I had to get there by forty-five degrees (which is about 9:00 AM) or I have to wait another year to join. Last year, I missed it, and I'm determined not to miss it this time.
Anyways, as I go across my room (which is about five by five meters, and three meters tall) I take a look at the map of the Overworld. It's been on the wall for years, but I never really payed attention to it until now because I never spend much time in my house.
It showed an aerial view of the entire world, all the way from the West End Sea, to the Great Ocean, and finally to the East End Sea. It wasn't as detailed as most maps, but it showed all the major cities and lands. It only takes me a few seconds to find where I live.
In the very center of the map is a port city called Stolbrist. It's average in size, but is essential to the world's trade. The "island city" is where I live.
Remembering what I'm supposed to do, I go out of my room and up the ladder to the ground floor (that's right, I live in a basement.). I continue to our flat roof and look out into the city.
Stolbrist was originally laid out very orderly, but over time more and more houses and buildings have been added to it, so it is very chaotic looking, however incredibly easy to navigate. Most of the houses are like mine, square (four by four meters wide inside, and three blocks tall) with support beams on the corners. Most have flat roofs that you're able to go on top of to see around you. They usually have basements as well.
Not very far away, on the other island, you could see the tall lighthouse. I've always found it so strange to think how they got the redstone to turn the light around. However, if you turn around, there is something much more interesting. Just on the edge of land, and only accessible through a bridge, was the Wizard Tower. Not much is known about the Wizards, but there are many rumours about flying and amazing bottles that can heal you when broken.
However, most people took them for just that: rumours. I always had a nagging suspicion about the Wizards, but I keep to myself.
Turning, I could just barely see the large courtyard where Initiation Day is held on the other side of town. There were already at least ten people there. Guess I need to get going, then.
Going down the ladder and out of my house, I walk into the streets towards the courtyard. On the way, I stop by the market. My mom is a flower seller, and I hardly ever get to see her because she's always working.
As I approach the market, the usual sound of many voices greets me. I make my way through the crowd to my mother's booth, which is a bright red checker pattern.
"What are you doing? You can't miss Initiation Day!"
Typical of my mom, always putting my concerns in front of hers.
"I just wanted to stop by! What kind of flowers do you have today?" I ask.
"I have a lot of roses today, as usual. But look what I found earlier!"
She reaches into her booth and produces two sky blue flowers.
"I found it in the fields on land! Isn't it beautiful?"
Most flowers were red or yellow, but very rarely, strange blue flowers can be found. My mom is ecstatic about them, and each one is worth a lot of gold.
"That's awesome," I say.
"Now go to the courtyard, Phillip. You don't want to be late!"
"I know, mom."
"Do you have everything?"
"Yes, mom..."
"Even your watch?"
"Yes, mom!"
"Ok, love you!"
Perhaps I shouldn't have visited her...
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As Mr. Brind looked across the courtyard, he noticed something... different. He couldn't place it, but something was off. Maybe it was just the air or something, but his senses almost never lied to him...
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I finally get to the courtyard, and just in time too. As I near the area, I get even more excited, as if I just realized that today was so important. When I get through the gate, I see my friends, Colt and Jack, walking to me.
"Hey dude! How's it going?" asked Jack.
"Not much, just the most important day of my life," I reply.
"That's a lot though!" says Colt. Gullible as ever, I see.
"I was joking..."
"Oh, I knew that."
Jack, as always, was very excited. "So anyways, what do you-"
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! Welcome to Survival School!" Jack is interrupted by a young, clean-shaven man. "I hope you are all ready for Initiation. And good luck! You're going to need it..."
With that, the man steps off the stage to admit a large, military-looking man. As the second man steps onto the stage, everything goes silent. His footsteps reverberate as he steps.
He stops and there is a long pause.
"Welcome to Survival School!" he yells. "I hope you have a good time here. However! This is a learning place, not a playground! So treat it that way! No yelling, no playing, no nothin unless I say so! Understood?"
A chorus of yeses and a few maybes go through the courtyard.
"Good! I will be your teacher along with Mr. Ley. My name is Mr. Brind. Welcome!"
After an ovation, half the class is guided to Mr. Ley and my half is guided to the other side of the courtyard to Mr. Brind.
"Now!" he begins,"I don't believe you know what we are doing. Well, today all we will be just TEACHING you the basics. SO SHUT UP!"
Immediately, the group got quiet.
"Good! So lets jump right in. First off! The rules! One: no talking unless called on. Understood?"
Resisting the urge to yell "sir, yes sir!" I joined the chorus of yeses.
"Alright then. Two: no stealing! And Three: Do not, under any circumstances, do any survival techniques outside of the courtyard unless authorized!"
Fair enough. I guess whatever we learn to do is more destructive than I thought.
"Now! I know that many of you are wondering though: what is the secret? How do you craft, and how can adults carry so much stuff?"
That aroused my curiosity. The Secret is supposedly so important that even the most loudmouthed people can keep their mouth shut about it. You never know until you get into survival school.
"Follow me!" Mr. Brims says. As he goes off, everyone follows. Eventually we end up next to the school house on the side of the courtyard.
"Inside of this building is The Secret, the way to Craft, jump, and all sorts of things! Are you ready?"
"YES!" Everyone shouted. This would truly be the most important moments of our lives!
He opened the door, and as everyone leaned to see inside, there were gasps and "what?"s. being at the back I had to wade through the crowd to see. As I finally got through, I was incredibly astonished.
Backpacks?
Backpacks were the secret? They seem so.. Unimportant! How would BACKPACKS help you jump high or craft?
Them again, I noticed that every adult had one. My mom always had her backpack on when she went to get flowers, and all of the miners and lumberjacks had their backpacks on at all times.
But how? How would a backpack help?
"I know you're wondering how these backpacks could do these things. In fact, scientists can't even find out! But they do, and tomorrow, you will pick out your own! Choose wisely, because each one is different."
Tomorrow? We haven't even learned to jump!
"Have a good day. Classed dismissed."
In a daze, the class walked out of the building and onto the courtyard. As more people filed out, I found my friends.
"BACKPACKS? How can backpacks to anything?" asked Jack. Like anyone knew.
As we talked, we made our way out of the courtyard and towards our houses. Stopping by the Castle, we hung out while eating some apples from the Market.
"So what do you think? About the backpacks," Colt asked.
"I don't know," I replied,"it doesn't seem possible. But it makes sense. Every adult uses one."
"Yeah, and the Wizards took you as an apprentice!" joked Jack.
"They did?!" asked Colt.
"Of course!" I said, smiling. "That totally wasn't sarcasm!"
Colt frowned as if he just got it. "Oh," Was all he could reply with.
As Jack and I laughed, we could have never known that we were being talked about.
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As Mr. Brind watched Phillip go out, he frowned. Something was strange about that boy.
"Did you notice him too?" Mr. Lee asked as he approached," he seemed a bit... Otherworldly. Like he had a powerful aura around him."
"I'm no man of superstition, but that boy does seem... Different," Mr. Brind replied," Perhaps we should keep an eye on him.
With that, Mr. Brind walked away...
Alright, so that's the first chapter! Also, I got the backpack idea from The Miner's Destiny by FullMoonFlygon. Please review! Thanks!