Steve's P.O.V.

Adrenalin. That's all I could feel. The last of the mobs scattered as the sun rose. The village, or what was left of it, was safe. That thing, that mutated zombie, I had heard of it before. I picked my brain, trying to figure out what it was. Then I realised, it was part of the Mutant Creatures Mod. Why was it in the game? Jeb said there was no mods. Could he have been lying?

Unknown's P.O.V.

I walked up towardshis desk. "Creator, they survived the attack on their spawn point" I said.

"What!" the creator screamed furiously.

"Forgive me master, they will not escape again." I pleaded.

"It will not! Or Flash will have to take matters into his own hands!" he warned. I hurried out of the room.

Alex's P.O.V

He saved me. How, I don't know, but he defeated that creature. He saved my life. Then I heard him "Are you ok?". I didn't even realise he was there, holding out his hand to help me up. I took it and he pulled me up. "Thanks" I said softly.

James' P.O.V.

He took out that, thing. I had trouble defeating that troll, but that thing was way more powerful. He defeated it. He beat it. He killed it.

Villager's P.O.V.

"Could it be?" I asked myself. "Could he be the chosen one?". No he couldn't have been, but he was. He was the chosen one. He was the one to save us from the overlords. I had to take him to the capital. After all I lived there. I walked over to the man and said "You and your friends fight well, I will take you the capital and you will be trained to fight in the guard."

"Why should we come with you?" he asked.

I answered "To train with the guard."

"No" he replied.

"But..." I was cut off.

"But nothing!" he yelled as he stormed off. I panicked. I grabbed a pair of sticks and hit him over the head. He was knocked out. His two companions charged at me. I ran around them and clubbed them too.

I loaded them into my cart and set off towards the capital. They were out cold, I'd made sure of that.

Steve's P.O.V.

I awoke to find myself tied down in chains, James and Alex lay beside me. The cart stopped and the door opened. We were carried out by several tall strong men and taken into a massive building.

Our chains were removed and we were thrown into some wooden chairs. Three men stood about ten metres away, the one in the middle was wearing green robes and a diamond encrusted crown, the man to his left was in purple robes and the to his right was in white.

The one in centre spoke up, "Now, I think it's time for a little chat." I sat up straight. "My name is Grandal, king of Minecraftia, beside me stand my brothers, Mavis and Marvelo."

I responded. "I am Steve, my companions are Alex and James, why did you bring us here?".

"We did not bring you here, one of our generals did under his own accord, his name is Damien." Marvelo said as he signalled to the scarred man in corner, who was now wearing iron armour and wielding an iron sword. Beside him was a woman in iron armour holding a bow and a man who was in (You guessed it!) iron armour with an axe attached to his belt. "He brought you here because you are part of an ancient prophecy." He explained.

"What is this prophecy?" I asked.

"To understand the prophecy you must first understand the origin of our world. "Let us begin" said Mavis.