I wish I did, but I DON'T own MineCraft, I just write the fanfics

(Warning, This is just a AN: and thanking people, skip down to the normal writing if you don't care for my rant XD)

Hey everyone! Nice to see you all again! I got bored today, so I wanted to start working on a chapter... I thought it would only be fair that I shared the stats of the story as I check them at 3:15PM or 15:15. As of today, the SINGLE CHAPTER has reached 57 views, and 45 visitors. Someone was even kind enough to follow and fav my story. :D the places are broadly ranged, and I feel EXTREMELY humbled that my words are reaching so far across the world.
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I pick up the keys to my red Ram truck, 2011 edition. I would come back to my hoe and finish it...

I open the door to my room and head out into a hall. The house was completely silent with no noise in it... My mother and father worked together in a office building, going off early, coming home late, or taking weeks at a time to go on a working trip... I didn't mind anymore, I knew they did this to provide for me and get a college fund ready if no one grants me a scholarship. They were always careful like that... Dad once told me that he and mom promised, to any children the would have, they would do anything in their power to protect their well being and give them the brightest future possible... I always smiled a little at the thought, but I could never do so without my heart sinking into my stomach... They basically SLAVED for hours, days and WEEKS to not only provide food, bu any pleasantries, necessities, or things that I wanted... I never liked feeling pampered, I never liked feeling special...

I continued this thought process as I go down the hall, to the stairs and to the main living room... My homework laid on the work desk, completed. My backpack read to go, breakfast bar and lunchpack, check. My football pads, clothing and helmet laid in the duffel-bag, which I zip up quickly... The school colors on the uniform were white and gold, The Doves. We got bagged on for the name, but I could care less... I admired the symbolism for the dove... I collect everything, trudging it over my shoulders, lunchpack in one hand, and the package of the bar in my teeth. I made my way to the front door...

I never liked feeling pampered... I wanted to do so much more in life, even though I wouldn't get a lot of money... I wanted to join the military, in any branch they would give me... I had plans already. If I'm deployed as part of the basic Army core, I plan on being a on-field mechanic or medical officer. If I'm part of the Navy, I'll be part of the underwater welders or work in the engine rooms... But hell, my biggest dream was becoming a Air force combat pilot or a cargo plane pilot... I only want to do this because I want to defend the people that are so precious to me... I was always like that, my mom said... I would always be the first one to step and and stop a fight, even if I got pulled into it... I would always be the one with the most empathy towards someone... If someone felt bad, I felt bad... If someone cried, I wanted to cry... But this is REAL LIFE... I have no idea how I keep those ideals and still easily slaughter video game NPCs... I guess it was that they just were not real...

I reach the main hallway, and start heading toward the main door... As I get closer, I notice... Wait... Is it... It's more SQUARE then I remember... It looked like a MineCraft doo- I shook my head quickly, scolding myself. This was REAL LIFE... I played to much MineCraft last night... With that thought, the door seemed to shift back to a normal door...

I mutter to myself as I open the door. "Stay that way..."

I was so used to it... But I loved it... I was surround by thick trees on flat land, a forest really... Tall trees stretching toward the sky, some oak, some other... The driveway was almost a circle, but more of a oval... In the middle of the paved driveway was mom's garden, which I mostly tended to when she was gone... My truck sat before me on the pavement, waiting where I last parked it... I always parked it at the front of the pavement next to the door, saved me some time... I fish the keys form my pocket and hit a button on a black plastic add-on to the key chain, unlocking the doors for me. I moved to the truck, smile at it, chuckling. I throw my gear into the flat bed back as I look back to it, throwing my lunchpack with it. "Sheesh, Red... your getting dirty..." I noted.

The truck was, indeed, dirty. The lower half was completely covered in dried dirt and mud, the windows plastered with thick dust from the dirt road I went down in the forest... The tired caked with mud and dirt, and the underside a mess... But, If I wash her, she just gets like this again in two days... I open the door to the driver side of the truck(AN: Based in America, the driver side is located on the left.) and closed it once again, taking my seat in the cool leather. I slid the key into the ignition and started it up, letting the engine get going before I started moving to quickly... I loved this truck to much to push it... After a good ten seconds, I put on my seat belt and put it in drive, slowly pulling off down the road and onto the dirt road that snaked through the forest... On each side, there was a steep slope... The slope that the house rested on was NOT natural... It was build so that the house would not be flooded by the downpour each year... That did not keep the trees from slowly climbing the steep sides, aging and turning into trees as the years go by...

But the trees looked... more... square?...

I squeezed my eyes shut, shaking my head to rid my thoughts of this... I open them once more to find it getting MORE square! My eyes quickly darted around the trees, my breathing increasing.

"Holy SHIT! I'm going INSANE!" I thought, his mind racing to tell whats happening... His eyes were so diverted on the trees, that he did not notice the... Pig?... My eyes flashed back to the road, for the brief second I could see... A bright pink pig... smooth... And rectangular! He was like a pig form MINECRAFT! I cursed loudly, trying to swivel to avoid the pig, but the left of my grill caught the poor bugger, earning a horrifying, high pitched squeal of pain and terror as I splattered the think with the truck. But with the turn, I sealed my fate... The trucks tires still spin, and pulls me off the edge of the slope. It was like a horror film... It was in slow motion... The rectangular trees came at me, the pig body flipping through the air and smashing down the slope a bit away from me... The first tree caught my right grill, crunching the hood to a winkled mess as it recoiled, pivoting to the left to the side now travels down hill. The last thing I see is a second tree, flying at the drivers side...

Darkness...

I woke up... my head was throbbing and my body was howling in pain, my vision blurry as my hands slippery... With my blood... I take a shaky hand and reach down, unbuckling the seat belt slowly. The HUD of the truck came on. A woman's voice filled my driving compartment...

"This is your insurance provider... We detected you crashed, but we can't find you on-" The voice instantly cut off, and the leather seat vanished... The world went to smoke and I fell to the ground below me. The truck exploded... But not in a harmful way... my head slowly turned and looked to the area my car used to me... And I couldn't believe it... Items form MineCraft fell form the smoke... Iron ingots, dirt, leather, bits of gold nuggets... The care was demolished, but the items that made up my care was there... I turn my head back, and look to the forest... Still square... Why is everything still square?...

My eyes slowly started to drift shut, closing slowly as a figure peaked from behind the tree, humanoid in shape... But much... MUCH to tall... When it stepped forward, I finally saw it... A Iron Golem... It looked to me with it's intelligent yet lifeless eyes, and turned, crashing through the the square forest with its square body... A metallic, robotic yet intelligent voice echoed from him as he ran.

"Steve hurt, must get village doctor!" Is said... And the world turned off the lights...

( AN: Welp! Now begins my thoughts on seeing if I make villagers humanoid or mob-like... Right~! Anywho~!
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