Diamond in the Rough
Just keep running. Don't look back. Just keep running... I search frantically for someplace to hide, but to no avail. I'm in an unknown field, dashing past cows, pigs, even chickens. I squint. There's a mountain in the distance. I keep pushing on. There's a cave to the right and I duck in, blocking it with some dirt on hand. I calm down now that the crisis has been averted and turn around. It's dark. I wish I had brought some torches...
Ssss...BOOM! It's too late, they found me. I spawn in a snow biome, surrounded by wolves. No... I had a diamond with me, my first diamond. It had taken forever to find, but I had retrieved it just as my pick died. I stared at the cerulean jewel, encompassed in the sensation of pure bliss. Then, they appeared. I counted at least five of those heartless, green monsters. I darted away as fast as I could. I didn't care if I lost my base and my farm. I just wanted to protect my diamond. But, somehow, they found me and stole my most precious possession.
In a frenzy of fury I smack a wolf. They all jump on me, eyes glowing red. Empty-handed, I defend myself to the best of my ability. I die once more. I wake up in a jungle. I sigh and decide to just start over. I gather wood and build a tree house. After a few days of settling in, I go mining. I find iron, redstone, lapis lazuli, even gold, but no diamonds. I hit bedrock. I climb up a few blocks and dig around. I find an open area where both a lava fall and water fall reside. I walk through the lava and then into the water, extinguishing the flame. I dig around and find obsidian. But of course, I can't collect that without a diamond pick. I continue through, until I find an abandoned mineshaft. I break cobwebs and collect their string. It seems like I'll never find a diamond.
I find a lava lake ahead and move towards it. Across I see something blue. I get a little closer and see that it's a diamond! Could it be? I make a bridge using my cobblestone and stand directly in front of the block. It is a diamond. I take out my iron pick and collect it, squealing in joy. Behind it, I find another diamond! I take that too and I hurry up to my house, bouncing all the way.
I hit the button to open the iron door and walk in. I stride to the crafting table and think of what I should craft. I smile. I know exactly what to create. I take the two diamonds and a stick. I hold the weapon in my hand, grinning mischievously.
Like a crazed maniac, I run around, slaying every one of them in sight. I laugh hysterically as they all fall to my sword. Never again would I be bothered by the Creepers.
**This is my first fanfic, please no flames!
