Hey guys its me Montana, as here the story I promised you. This will be the story I writs when I'm not writing, a new kind of freelancer. Anyway I hope you enjoy please review and as a disclaimer I only own oc's and there will be a lot. Ill except one OC from you guys send it to me in a PM and fair warning the mob you choose to make it after cant b. Endermen, creeper, blaze, ghost, ghasts, cave spider, iron golem, or ender dragon. Sorry these were taken by my friends who will be the other characters. So enjoy the story and let me know what you think! Thanks again by
The rain wasn't letting up outside the small apartment window in upstate New York and the teen occupying the apartment was not happy. "Arghhhhh, why won't this rain stop! I'm so freakin bored!" The teen stood up from the couch and walked over to his desk while he opened his laptop. When it finally powered up he clicked on the small icon of a grassy dirt block in his hot bar. When the familiar screen sporting the word Mojang, popped up he sighed with relief. "Alright, lets get started." He sat back and waited for his game to load. When his world loaded he asked himself "Where would I be without Minecraft?" He thought about it for a second and then continued playing. "I'd probably still be in this hell hole of an apartment anyway." He sighed at his misfortune. When he saw the most annoying thing in all of minecraft standing on his front lawn his irritation grew. The infamous creeper, with a green armless body, four stubby legs, a permanent frown on its face, and black lifeless eyes staring at him from a distance before it started scuttling toward him, hissing loudly. "Why does this world hate me!" He yelled to absolutely no-one as he maneuvered his character over to the beast. He pulled out his iron sword and repeatedly clicked the mouse until the creeper fell on its back and disappeared in a cloud of dust. When the dust cleared and he saw the creeper hasn't dropped anything he finally broke. "YOU COULDN'T HAVE AT LEAST DROPPED SOME GUN POWDER YOU HEARTLESS BASTARD!" He started flipping out, throwing books and pens, flipping the chair over and just breaking everything. As he calmed down from his outburst and realized what he had done he punched his computer, hard. "Ffffffffffffffffffff-" he was cut short from his sentence when his computer started shorting out. The screen flashed, small arcs of electricity danced over the keyboard, shaking violently it sent out a huge amount if voltage into his fist and arced through his whole body. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" He screamed in the unbearable pain as the electricity courses through him. A few seconds later he collapsed unto the floor and darkness overtook him as he lost consciousness.
Drew POV
I felt a huge pain in the back of my head as my vision returned to me. "Ughhh..." I sat up as my head began to swim, I tried placing a hand on my floor to steady my self. "Err... WHOA!" I yelled out in surprise as my hand sunk into sand below me. I looked around me in surprise and worry wondering why i wasn't in my apartment anymore and saw a forest not to far off, a wave less ocean stretched as far as the eye could see in front of me, the beach I was on stretched for about a 100 feet either direction. I clapped my hand to my head, "This is nuts, everything looks like minecraft here." Is all i could say. I stood up and heard a rustling behind me in the forest. I quickly spun around to see what had made the noise. I scanned the tree like and didn't see anything except loosely knitted trees, so I turned back around and began walking down the beach in an Easterly direction. "Where the hell am I (ill switch to nether soon)?" I sighed and threw my hands in my pocket and kept walking. I'm a 6' 2" 18 year old with messy black almost brunette hair, weird gold-ish silver eyes, a black T-shirt with a dark green hoodie over top of it, ink blue jeans with some tears in them from wearing 'em to much, green and black nikes and my backpack. Wait! My backpack! I quickly took it off my back, unzipped it and began tearing through it. I found a pen, a wad of crumpled paper, textbooks and a divider. I took the textbooks and threw them in the water in my foul mood. "Fuck college, I'm in Minecraft now." I joked with a smile, swung the backpack unto my back and kept walking along the beach. I walked for maybe an hour when I heard voices in the distance. "Other people finally, now I don't have to be alone." I ran up to a small camp where the voices were coming from. When i got there i noticed that the camp consisted of three people all squatting over some wood, a small fire, three weird looking tents made from blocks, and a dead creeper a little ways off. What I didn't notice in my excited out burst was that the people were cubed. And all held weapons. "Hey guys how's it going?" I asked nicely, with a hint of the excitement escaping me. They all snapped their heads up and looked at me, then each other, then back to me. I just stood there grinning like an idiot not realizing the danger I was in. After a few more minutes of them staring at me the one on the left sprung up and bashed me over the head with the flat of his sword. As I fell to my knees, darkness clouding my vision and spots dancing in front of my vision, I heard a single sentence before losing consciousness. "Damn creeper." I blacked out.
Cupa POV
I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I squeaked slightly when they hit the boy over the head. I wanted to hello at first but was to scared. now i wanted to help him so badly but knew I couldn't do anything and getting myself hurt/killed wouldn't help at all. But I knew who could. I slowly backed up from my hiding spot and began running silently, me being a creeper and all, over a hill and towards a house I saw in the distance. I tripped a few times along the way cursing myself for my clumsiness "Notch damn it! why can't I walk straight today!" I continued running towards the house, not letting up my dead sprint for a second. After about ten minutes of running I made it to the house. I bent over my knees and caught my breath my hood falling off and my orange hair falling around my face as I tried to regain my breath before knocking on the big wooden door. There was a soft whimper when i did knock and felt terrible because i forgot how easily scared the girl inside could get. the whimper was quickly followed by a soft and comforting voice but it was inaudible from behind the door. Then door opened and the most intimidating guy I've ever seen was revealed. Standing at 6 foot 8, 19 years old with spiky brown hair, a tan body with a six pack, moderate masculinity, black jeans, no shirt, his right arm a complete jet black color, one neon blue eye and a slightly glowing violet one. I stood gaping for a second, but whats weird is i see him all the time! why does this happen every time! "Erik... You have... To help... Cube humans-whew! Hang on a second." i bent over again and then brought my head up to look at him, his face looked annoyed and the violet eye slowly glowed brighter. he was getting agitated real fast. "They captured someone who looks like a us and like a creeper, but strangely he wasn't a creeper at all! You have to help him! Who knows what they will do to him!" I then tried pleading with him until he gave in and walked back inside. I thought he wasn't coming back until i heard the door click open and saw him in the door way once more. I took a sharp intake of breath as he came back out donning a black/purple shirt, a black cloth covering his whole head except his eyes (it was a little light out still, and a 5' diamond/obsidian scythe over his shoulder. I knew the blade had a powerful property, but what ran it was a mystery. i think it ran off of a half eye of ender and half ender pearl. because whenever he would throw it would disappear, reappear, home in on its target and slice them to shreds. He looked really intimidating with the weapon, his eyes, and the fact his right arm was slowly growing into a deadly black spike. He walked out and stopped. "Ill be right back." Was all he said before teleporting away. "That will never stop being creepy." I sighed and looked inside to see a girl about 17 years of age in a black sweatshirt, with black boots on, a skirt down to her knees, an Endermen hat, light purple eyes, brunette hair hair down to the middle of her back, and tears running down her face. I felt immediately terrible for taking her boyfriend away from her all of a sudden. "Oh Andr..." I walked in and sat next to her. She was crying furiously. "He'll be ok, he always his." I smiled lightly and she wiped her tears. "I hope so." Was her only reply. I felt absolutely terrible at taking him away from her, especially when they were sleeping. I whispered under my breath a quick "hurry back." And then went back to comforting my friend.
Erik POV
"Why did I agree to this?" I had teleported into the grove of trees Cupa had said she was hiding in. I teleported to the top of a tree and squatted down leaning on my scythe. I looked across the beach looking for the campsite with those damn cubes. We were at war with them just because they were prejudice and thought that us mobs were all monsters. Well the cubed ones are, but us humanized mobs. We are actually really nice. I mean sure we had the mob powers but still, we are good at heart. And sure I'm half Endermen half human (long story short I boned Andr) with Endermen powers and a super badass scythe, not to mention I was taught magic at an early age and that I excel in fire and darkness magic. But I only use my powers when I have to, and when I'm being helpful. But ever since this stupid war started I've had to protect myself and Andr from those idiot cube men. Speaking of which id finally spotted the campsite Cupa had described to me. "I found youuuu." I whispered into the cowl around my head. I teleported down to the ground and then to the edge of the campfires light. The idiot I was supposed to save was sitting tied up against a tree, gagged and all. He had a massive head wound on his forehead and it was bleeding unrelentingly, see I told they were prejudice, this guy was clearly not a mob! He just happened to look like us! While i was thinking this he looked up from the ground and saw my glowing and began to panic. A look of pure terror entered his eyes and a single tear mixed in with the blood from his head wound. I put a finger to my mouth indicating to stay quiet, he didn't move and I took that as if he had said ok. I then leaned back on back foot and removed the scythe from my back. The boy saw the diamond/obsidian scythe and panicked even worse. So being the dick i am, I smiled to myself and thought evilly "I'm gonna scare the crap out of him." I pointed the tip of the scythe at one of the cubists until I heard a familiar click in the back of my head, that's how I knew it was time to get this party started. I reared the scythe back and silently threw it at the boy, his face was priceless. Terror just swelled up through him as the blade spun wordlessly towards his neck. At the last second though I willed the whirling blade of death to teleport. It reappeared in front of the cubist I had locked on to and with a horrible screech inly a dying man could make, the scythe severed the soldier clean in two.
The two remaining cubist soldiers looked up in both urgency and horror as their dead comrade split into two pieces and fell to the dirt with a sickening crunch . they then watched as the blade flew towards me and how I caught it with one hand. The two jumped up and scrambled for their weapons foolishly as I lifted my head towards them. When it leveled with them my left eye (purple one) was glowing furiously in their direction, they stopped dead in their tracks, not daring to move and inch. "Goodnight ." Is all I said before I teleported swiftly trough them, bringing my scythe up through ones abdomen and out of his throat, rewarded with a disgustig gurgling noise as the schthe ripped through him. I then slammed him into the ground with a gruesome smack and crunch. I ripped the blade out and put it slowly on my back before conjuring fire around one hand and darkness around the other and turning to face the last opponent, I slowly turned the last few feet towards the last of the trio, shaking in his boots he nervously held his iron sword in front of him. I willed the fire to grow to an intense heat, finally I looked at him with eyes of pure furry my eye glowing intensely, at this he dropped his weapon and began to back up muttering the whole time. "Shadow blade... Shadow blade... Shadow blade..." I smiled at the nickname. "Been a while since I head that one." I thought to myself as he turned to try and run. As he ran away i threw the intense fireball at him, and with it such an intense heat it would incinerate him instantly. But being me and him being him I wasn't that nice as to give him a quick death. he had to suffer as we had at the hands of them. As soon as the fireball touched him I quickly threw the darkness at him. It enveloped his whole body and in an instant he was gone, I had erased him from existence, depositing him in a void where he would burn for eternity only to know pain and suffering. I smiled wickedly under my cowl and ported to where the boy was. I undid the gag and asked him if he was ok. he disnt answer he just looked at me blankly, like a cow in blazes fire charge. i tried asking him again but the moment I did he screamed bloody murder, which i ironically it was, as loud as he could. After a few seconds of my ears ringing I looked up at him with a look that said "what the nether kid?!" and asked. "Is that how you treat your rescuer?"