Chapter One
It was early morning and zombies were just starting to catch on fire. Steve figured it was alright to come out now. He stepped out of his make-shift shelter with his sword drawn. When he saw the zombies were to busy burning up, he got to work making his permanent house. Block after block, he wouldn't stop until he needed to.
It was lunchtime when he saw his hunger bar was low. "A porkchop will take care of that." he said munching on his steak. He was about to get to work on the second floor when he heard a sheep crying out in pain. He looked over his shoulder to see what the comotion was about. To his suprise, a wolf came up to him and started wagging it's tail. "Here you go, boy!" Steve threw the sheep murderer a bone. Poof! A red collar immediately was on the wolf's neck. "I think I'll call you Coal." Steve said with delight.