Hello there, fellow minecrafters and readers! I bring you my first ever story on this wonderful website! A story full of action, adventure, pork chops, and lots of cuddling with creepers! Please review or PM me to give me pointers, point out mistakes, share your ideas if you want, or anything else!

And from now, until whenever, if you would like a character you create in my story, feel free to PM me! Include name, personality, brief description about him/her self, and their past :)

ON WITH THE STORY!

Chapter 1

"The voices... THE VOICES... MAKE IT STOP!" The sleeping man screamed in his sleep, as he did every night. He was tossing and turning in his bed, sleeping through the usual monster filled MineCraft night. Something unusual happened. He awoke, instead of sleeping until morning...

My eyes slowly opened and I layed still for a second, trembling and panting for breath. I sat up, running my hands through my short brown hair. I should probably introduce myself to whoever is out there. My name is Brandon. Six feet tall, win the thin, yet slightly muscled body of a long time swimmer, hazel eyes, and brown hair.

I came from Earth, perhaps a year ago... I have lost track of the days. I used to be like any regular high school student, until I was playing MineCraft Teachnic one night, being a general boss.(not what remember you telling me) Silence! (no) Fine. Well, the screen froze, and suddenly an error popped up.

Then I blacked out, and woke up in the blocky world of MineCraft. Oh, and another thing. I don't know how, or why, but I can tell that everything I do is being typed down on my laptop, which was most likely still charging in my bedroom, and every so often it will be uploaded to .

My only wish is that some fellow MineCrafters review the story, and find a way to help me survive in this hellish, yet wonderful land. Well, with the horrible voices receding (besides me, Ellie your ever present , trustworthy, and wise companion)You made me fall down a cliff with your annoying comments...then get mobbed by mobs.

Well, since those voices are gone for now, I have things to do, people to not see, and pork chops to eat! (and to go say hi to a creeper who is knocking at your door. And get blown to bits) I could nearly hear her smile, and with that wonderful comment in my mind, I went to one of the walls, pressed a button, and a two block wide hallway appeared in my five block thick wall.

I came out into an empty, well light cavern, that had several other doors around the place. (explain why you have voices in your head, dolt.) Well... I was deep underground a few months back, and I found an unusually large dungeon.

There were three spawners, each making a single red eyed skeleton appear. They were currently engaged in combat with about eight zombies, and were on the point of being overwhelmed. I set my crossbow against my shoulder, and fired at the nearest undead's head. I dropped it, then took out my iron halberd with a flourish, and charged into the fray, stabbing, hacking, and generally destroying the zombies.

When it was all over, I stood staring at the skeletons, breathing a little heavily, and covered in blood. One of the skeletons spoke "You saved us from the dark ones grasp. We now fight for you, my master. Break the spawners and take us with you." and with that he and the others crumbled to dust.

I broke the spawners with my iron pickaxe, and went to look around the room for chests with items in them. There was none. On the wall opposite of the doorway was a stone block, and on it layed a dark object, pulsating with power. I stepped towards it, and noticed it was a collar made of tainted crystal, from the Thaumcraft two mod.

I gently brush it with the tips of my fingers, and screamed as pain coursed through my body! I clutched at my neck, feeling the collar around it... It had dissapeared and reappeared around my neck! My body convulsed, my blood boiled, and my muscles screamed out in agony!

Then the voices started. Millions of voices whispering at once, every word bringing pain and suffering to me, absolutely no break in between words, and I couldn't even understand the words. Then Ellie started speaking, and the other voices stopped, for a time. I was slumped against the stone block that held the collar, until Ellie urged me to get up and out of here quickly.

After that escapade, the voices only spoke when I slept, because Ellie safe guarded my mind. I was grateful towards her... even if she was the most rude, annoying, insulting, little- (no need to exchange insults right now Brandon!) I grinned to myself. It was fun making her mad.

Come on Ellie, we have a creeper to go hug. (why would you tell me come on? i'm in your head. And okay, creeper cuddling dolt.)