Minecraft: The Two Worlds

Chapter 2: Trapped

Minecraft is not owned by me but is owned by Mojang although I might own some of the OCs in the story.

? POV

"You don't understand boy, I need you. Both worlds are being threatened by a external threat so powerful, it could destroy us all..."

Trial POV

"Ugh, what the heck...my head hurts..."

Groaning in agony I tried to stand up, but found my leg was da** pain. Struggling to my feet, I tried to recount all the events that just occured. Herobrine, dining in hell...all these was just so confusing. What the heck did Herobrine want me here for?

"OH SH**! I'M IN MINECRAFT?!" The world was different now. Instead of objects of all shapes and sizes, it was now...all cubes. "I'm screwed..." I thought to myself, and slammed my fist onto the dirt. Now how was I going to go back?! If I ever wanted to go back, I would need to hack through the programming or even fight Herobrine.

" Impossible, just impossible..." I sighed. I was never going to go ba...wait! There was this backpack I was carrying.

"What? I never noticed myself carrying a backpack." I zipped open the backpack, and found nothing inside.

Just then, the backpack sprung to life, and one of those projector things that you can touch like a smartphone from all those movies came out. It looked just like the player's inventory!

"Daf**?" I exclaimed, confused by all the things that just happened. There was the inventory an sqaure grid crafting area. But no player picture.

Then I started to think. "If this was just like the normal Minecraft, maybe I could...?"

I headed up to a nearby tree...and started punching it. I know, it sounds stupid, but that was what I just did. And it worked. One of the tree logs broke and started to be like all those spinning 3D models, items. The tree log was then absorbed into me. I searched the backpack, and found the log inside. Go figure.

For about 5 hours I kept punching trees and it was a hard job. After that I crafted the logs into planks, made a crafting table and a wooden pick, and started to mine the coal and stone that I found in a nearby cave. After that, I made some torches and stone tools, and set off to start building my house.

This was quite exciting, which was what I thought.

But then the night came.

As I was about to finish my 'decent' house (ok actually it was quite sh**ty but don't tell anyone ok?), the mobs started appearing.

"Oh holy motherf...firetrucker." I censored myself as the mobs started heading towards my direction. I quickly crafted a door, and placed it at the front of my house. "Phew, I was safe" I thought, and started to drift off in my newly-crafted bed.

But just then, I heard a girl's screams.

"I must be just dreaming, after all that happened today," I tried to comfort myself down, but then, I heard the girl's screams again. And without thinking, I grabbed my two stone swords, and headed to see where the screaming was coming from.

Cupa POV

I was doomed, I thought to myself, as the creepers, my family, and the zombies, started closing in on me to capture me for slavery. Why would the creepers want to do this? I know, I had a bounty on my head, a large bounty in fact, but they were my blood brothers and sisters! How could they?! As for the zombies, I don't know...they are probably just after my flesh to eat...

"Please! STOP!" I screamed for them to stop, but they wouldn't listen, and started to close in more.

I'm probably going to die soon...and as I closed my eyes and said my final death wish, I heard the sound of a sword crushing bones...

I opened my eyes, and saw a young man? Wait, he was different from those Steves, made out of blocks! He looked just like me!

Trial POV

I swung my sword through that f**king zombie who was about to grab and bite the girl behind me, while I used the other to slash through a creeper, and I could hear the sound of TNT split in half. There were about 50 zombies and creepers, and as I just killed 2, there were 48 more to go.

I spun around with both my swords, killing some creepers and zombies in the process, and as I backstabbed (lol) a creeper, I wield my other sword, plunging right into a creeper's TNT. There were about 40 more of them left, and I was already friggin exhausted. So I did the best thing a man could do...run.

I piggybacked the girl and started to run for both of our lives.

Cupa POV

The young man piggybacked me and started to run, out of the forest. I turned my head around and could see a ALOT of creepers and zombies chasing after the both of us, with a fiery rage in our eyes. And then the man said to me:

" Everything will be alright. I promise."

I started blusing a little bit. This man was so caring, so...hot. WAIT. WHY WAS I THINKING THESE KIND OF THOUGHTS IN A SITUATION LIKE THIS? My face started to grow redder, blushing more madly.

"Come on Cupa, keep your cool." I thought to myself as the young man kept running, to a small hut, which looked kind of decent. He started throwing his only two stone swords at what it seemed to be the last two creepers, killing them. My heart felt a pain when I watched this, but I knew the man did the right thing as we entered the small hut...

Trial POV

I put the girl down on my bed, with me going over my limit during the 'marathon' of sorts. I looked at her, and she looked back at me, and we stared at each other like this for 5 minutes straight. Awkward silence. And then I started talking:

"Um... What is your name?" I asked the most f**king stupid question in my whole entire life. Well, f**k. She started blushing, and replied: "Um... m-my name is C-cupa...Cupa Creepila. H-How about yours, m-mister?"

"My name is Trial Shader..."I replied back

"That name suits such a b-brave...person like...y-you.." Cupa stuttered, with nothing else to say.

"Well, I guess it's time for us to get some sleep...but I only have one bed..." I blushed a little.

"I guess we need to share beds?" Cupa said without thinking.

We both suddenly blushed at this statement, and I decided to share the bed with her.

"G-Good night, Cupa..." I said softly, but she had already fallen asleep, into dreamland. I faced the other side of the bed and tried not to look at Cupa, but I ... could not... resist..(not in a pervert way XD) Cupa looked so beautiful while she slept, and she was wearing a Creeper hoodie, had medium length orange hair, had those beautiful orange eyes of hers...why was I thinking these thoughts?

And the worst part: Her hoodie only covered the top part of her, so I could see... DAMMIT! My nose started to bleed, and I used my shirt to prevent the blood from flowing out.

"Guess I should get some sleep now..." I turned back and stared at the wall, and in a few moments, I finally slept...

Well that escalated pretty well. Be sure to review and tell me how I can improve on this fanfic! :D Thanks!