Author's Note:
Waaay too many stories, but somehow, this story has been bugging me to use. I suppose I'll do it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Minecraft.
Chapter 1:
How the Creeper Became Destructive
Now you see, it wasn't always like this. We weren't always the hostile mobs you humans took us for. No, we were gentle beings in harmony with nature. Then came the first human or the 'player'. We didn't bother with this 'Steve' as he called himself. He didn't bother us. We were fine with that. We just did what we would do, run around, playing, destroying the things that endangered the land.
Then, Steve discovered gunpowder that we drop when we are killed. We are explosives. We spawn back in the same spot we explode, but it causes major damage. We were the only source for this precious gunpowder. Steve also discovered he could craft TNT out of such gunpowder with a mixture of sand. We hope we could build a peace between people and as we called ourselves back then, the creatures of Harmony's Birth. Other mobs respected that. We would only explode to destroy our enemies. Steve was an enemy.
He refused to bring peace. We ended up in one result:
War.
We would get groups of creepers to destroy his house, steal his items, and kill him multiple times. We would sneak up on him slowly. Then, make he hissing sound as a warning. Then, we would explode. He called us 'Creepers'. We used the name constantly. Almost always. Then, we forgot our previous name, 'the Creatures of Harmony's Birth'. The name many respected was gone, lost and known only to the Guardians of Knowledge and Teleportation.
Anyways, back to our situation back then, Steve never gave up. We would kill him, then find him in a biome. For example, we would kill him in a Forest Biome, we would find him in a Snow Biome. Eventually, we decided to use another plan. We could use the other mobs to fight Steve. We tried. They were... weaklings. The skeleton was fine, the spider and zombie were worse. By three swipes of Steve's Diamond Sword, they were out. It was the same with us, but we could explode. The skeleton was fine even if it would also die with three swipes. They had the weapon of Bow and Arrow, and ancient skill only known by them and Steve. It seemed as if we all weren't enough.
Now very long later, a Guardian of Knowledge and Teleportation, or if you want to use the name shortly, an enderman, came to our kingdom to find the king, Master Creeper who had changed his name. Not even the endermen remember or know what his real name was. Master Creeper couldn't remember his own real name either. The enderman came to tell Master Creeper a prophecy. A prophecy to three creepers who will permanently destroy Steve and give the Creepers their peace once more. Master Creeper announced the prophecy to the kingdom using his mega-loud voice:
Three creatures of your kind will find ten Bacons and give it the light it needs. The items needed to awaken the Bacons must be found on their own. When the light is lit, Steve, the Destructive Foe, will encounter permanent death.
Bacon? No one knew what that meant. Only three creeper friends of a mixture in Knowledge, Power, and Magic knew that it was actually Beacon. Apparently, Master Creeper figured it was Bacon, our favorite snack made up of a mob. Sadly, we have to kill them. We don't want to, but it is one of the things we use to survive. We call them Bacon Source. Steve calls it 'Pig'.
Pig. Silly name.
Back to what I was talking about, the three creepers actually didn't think it was them. They thought they were just helpers to help the heroes of the Creepers since they were the three elements all together. Just because of that, they were delighted... although... they haven't figured out their destiny... just yet.
Umm... sorry, I might not work on my other story so often since I have 4 or 5 stories already that I have active. AHHHGGG!
I actually like this story so far. I might as well say that...
Bye, until next time!