A/N: Hey guys, sorry for the long upload time, ive been a bit busy. Yes the plot will quickien soon, im just getting basic survival out of the way. Please leave some feedback in a review, and follow if ya like it! :D
Steve slept peacefully that night, protected by resilient stone walls. In the morning was woken by Charlie. "Steve" he said, I hear creepers hissing outside." "Oh, just go use your powers on them", Steve said sleepily. "No, I can not just use them like that, they exhaust me- KABOOM! An explosion shook them and ripped through the front of their house. "RUN STEVE! CREEPERS!" Steve leapt up, grabbed his few belongings, and sprinted after Charlie, through the smoking hole in their house. Outside a pack of mobs gave chase, and a grayish, skinny mob followed behind, shooting arrows at them.
Charlie seemed to run tirelessly, but Steve began to pant, and slow down. "H-hey, im r-running out of breath!" he wheezed. Looking around and observing that the mobs were far behind, they stopped. Steve leaned against a tree and panted for air. Charlie merely sat down and looked around. "Look! He said, "a mountain!" "Wooow!" Steve was clearly impressed, and for a good reason, the mountain towered above them, its peak stopping just before the white clouds.
Charlie checked to see that the mobs were gone, and then pulled an iron axe out of his satchel. "How does all that fit in your bag?" "Magic." "Woagh! Steve said, staring at it. "Lets cut some more wood." Charlie said, so they took their axes and began chopping wood. An hour later they had gathered a huge amount, all of which disappeared into the magic bag. "Ok now we need stone." Charlie said. "Why?" asked Steve. "To build our new house" he replied. Together they dug into the ground and began mining the smooth, hard stone.
Steve and Charlie dug side by side for hours, until Steve's pick broke. Then they returned to the surface and discovered that it was mid-afternoon. "Ok, we need to build our house, where should we build it?" Charlie asked politely. "Well, my spot of choice would be on the mountain, but I think you should decide." "Agreed" the forest man said. Then they shook hands and trekked up the steep mountainside. When they reached the top they were stunned; the view was incredible! The mountain top was very expansive, flat and reaching almost as far as the eye could see. "This is the place to build our house!" Steve said sprinting over to the side. "No, lets build in the middle." Charlie said. So they trudged to the middle of the flat mountain, and began building. Charlie gave Steve a stack of stone, and told him to start building in a circular fashion. He worked fast, placing the heavy stone in a thick double layer until he met Charlie then they built back, and then back again, until they had a ten block tall tower. Charlie fitted stone in a circular staircase, and then placed wooden planks in a roof and second story. As a last precaution, Steve built battlements on the top. "Now, the last thing, lighting." Charlie told Steve. "In the old days long ago magic was as common as grass." "Then the Great War happened, and the land was plunged into darkness." "One of the magical things left is this." He took a lump of coal and a stick and placed them together. It instantly lit up in a bright flame. "Cool!" whispered Steve. He made a few more of these and they placed them all over the tower. Then they each made a crafting table and a furnace to smelt ore. "Here, this is iron ore, smelt it with coal to make iron" Charlie instructed, and began doing the same. Steve watched the furnace with interest, as a shiny ingot formed. When it was done he reached in and grabbed it. "YEAOWWW!" "My hand!" Charlie watched Steve's antics until he stopped, and then advised him to use a stick to take it out. When they both had enough ingots, Charlie built a chest and threw the remaining iron ore and coal in. "Now, weapons" he said and walked over to his crafting table.
Steve hammered out an iron blade, and a guard, then he took a stick, and following Charlie's example, shaping the metal until the stick would fit in, then he honed the edge, and had a sword! Then Charlie took 8 ingots, and hammered them into a thick chestplate, hinged for movement. When he finished, he showed Steve how to do the same, and they were armed and armored. Then Charlie said" Ok Steve, now we are going to go face the mobs." He picked up his iron sword from the crafting bench and walked towards the door. "Wait, why don't you use your diamond sword?" Steve inquired. "So the mobs don't recognize me." He said, then spinning around he walked out the door. Steve followed him into the dark night. One lone zombie was the only mob in sight. Charlie killed it with one powerful down stroke. Together they fought until dawn. Steve stumbled home across the vast mountaintop to his bed in their tower, and fell asleep.
When Steve woke he sat up and yawned. "Charlie" No one was in sight, so he got up and looked outside. No Charlie there either, so Steve set out to find him. He walked all the way to the edge of the mountain. "Charlie?" "Charlie!" Steve shouted out into the great expanse. No one answered, so he walked down into a lush forest on the mountain side. He trotted through the greenery until he heard a voice. It was Charlie, kneeling in the center of a small clearing. Steve was about to call out to him, but he stopped as Charlie placed a strange amulet down on the ground in front of him. It was red, with a long spike going straight down and two similar spikes on either side. It was clearly evil, so much that it emitted an aura of malice. Charlie chanted faster and faster, until he shouted something and thrust his sword down. There was a reaction, and as the point of the strangely green sword hit the amulet, a bolt of power shot out.
At the speed of lightning a black portal sprang up where the bolt hit and a figure dressed exactly like Steve shot out and punched Charlie in the face. Charlie slammed into a tree behind him and crumpled to the ground. Steve cowered behind the tree. The figure stood over Charlie and said: Cryorn, you cannot destroy me!" "Charlie" moaned. "Never try that again! He said. The figure turned around, and Steve's blood curdled, his eyes were pure, sharp white! "I am Herobrine! No one can defeat me!" he shouted, then turning he teleported away and the portal exploded. After the smoke cleared Steve ran over to Cryorn, as he had heard Herobrine call him, and kneeled beside him. Charlie!... or Cryorn, Are you ok?" Steve said to his friend on the ground. "Ugh… yes… I need rest…" he said.