by Billy Miner
“Uhmm… Skookum,” Hogan said, hiding behind me. “Do you think they will just let us look at the diamond, so we can learn your name and get out of here?”
Some of the wither skeletons—I found out later that this is what they were called—were already drawing their swords and walking closer.
“I don’t think so, Hogan,” I said. “I think we have to find a way to battle these creatures.”
Before we knew it, all ten of them dashed forward and attacked us with their swords. I evaded several of them, making it so that they stabbed each other by jumping aside at the right time. Hogan was struggling though. Some wither skeletons had cornered him and he was scrunched on the floor, shivering like a mouse on the North Pole.
“Hey, come and take on somebody of your own size!” I shouted.
They turned around, focusing their attention on me.
“Oops,” I said softly.
Screaming loudly, they ran towards me. I dodged their swings and jumped backwards. Perhaps this wasn’t so bad after all. I could do this! But then things got worse. The skeletons weren’t the only enemies in this deep, dark spit of land. From other parts of the cave, floating ghosts emerged. There were only three of them, but it just made me wonder how I was going to get out of this situation. I was told about these creatures. They were called “ghasts,” and they spat fireballs at intruders.
One of the ghasts spat a fireball at me. I ducked and it hit one of the skeletons.
“Hey,” I said out loud. “These flying fanatics are the answer to my problem. Nene nene nener! Come and get me, stupid ghosts!”
I think I got them mad, because after those remarks, they spat out numerous fireballs at me. Each time I got in front of a wither skeleton and jumped away when the fireballs approached me. That took care of that! All the skeletons were dead. Now the ghasts… how was I going to get rid of those?
“Allow me,” Hogan said, who had taken courage by now.
He grabbed a piece of mushroom and held it in front of him. I remembered how easy it was to bounce on these moldy things and had a slight comprehension of what my friend was trying to do.
The ghasts spat and spat, but all they did was hitting themselves, because every fireball bounced on the mushroom Hogan held in front of him, right back at the ghasts. After a few misses and some direct hits, they all fell into the lava.
“Smart idea,” I complimented Hogan.
“Thanks,” he said modestly.
Entry 7: The Diamond
The diamond was reflecting all colors, like a prism. We came closer and looked at it.
“How does it work?” Hogan asked.
“I don’t know. Maybe we can just talk to it.”
“Yes, you can talk to me,” the diamond said. “Ask me a question, and I shall unfold my wisdom before your very eyes.”
As if nothing strange had happened before, with the skeletons and the ghasts, but a talking diamond topped it all.
“I need to know my name,” I said. “And if it’s possible, the names of my family members too.”
“Easy,” the diamond said. “Ssshh… let me concentrate and feel your aura. Yes, yes… that’s it. Your name is Brody.”
“Brody?”
I stood there and as flashing memories went through my mind, it was as if a cool lightning flash had hit my brain and brought all things to my remembrance.
“I knew it. I knew it! It’s Brody! My name is Brody!”
“And do you remember the names of your family members now?” the diamond asked.
“Yes, I do. There’s Chantal, my sister, and Vance, my brother. And my parents, Grady and Carla. It’s all coming back to me. I know where to look! Thank you, oh wise diamond.”
“Well, nice to meet you, Brody,” Hogan said. “Sounds like a good name.”
We were both happy. The end of our adventure was finally at the door. But after this important revelation, we still had to get back home. Hopping from mushroom to mushroom was doable but inconvenient to say the least. Besides, many of the platforms had already disappeared, making it almost impossible for us to go the same way.
“One more thing,” I said. “Wise diamond, how do we get back through all these lava territories? It seems impossible.”
“There is your solution. Look up, and you’ll know,” the wise diamond said.
That was the last thing it said. It was completely silent after that. We looked above us. It was the magpie! O-oh. Had that annoying bird been following us all that time?
“Rhookoo!” it said before landing next to us. “Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t eat you right here, right now,” he said, licking his beak.
“We have something for you,” Hogan said confidently.
“Oh no, I’m not falling for that again,” the magpie said. “It better be worth something this time or you’re going to die.”
Hogan was blocking the diamond so far, but stepped aside and proudly presented the radiating crystal behind him. The magpie’s eyes got bigger. Just in case you don’t know, magpies are CRAZY about shining, glimmering objects. This one was no different, and he was convinced by its prize immediately.
“Don’t touch,” Hogan said. “You have to promise to fly us to the entrance and leave us alone after that. On those conditions, the diamond is all yours.”
“Rhookoo! I don’t even have to think about that. You’ve got a deal, little worm. I’ll take you both and the diamond to the entrance of the cave. Rhookoo! This thing is magnificent!”
“We are not worms, we’re Enderm… oh never mind,” Hogan said as he sighed.
We both grabbed onto the diamond and with some effort of carrying the heavy object, the magpie succeeded in flying us all back to the outside world. We said goodbye and watched as the black and white bird disappeared in the distance with its reward.
“Now, let’s find your family, Brody,” Hogan said.
Once we arrived at the woods, our home, it didn’t take long before we found my family. We had the names. We simply looked around, asked other Endermites if they knew where they lived, and within hours, we came across the correct place.
My mom hugged me and my dad patted me on the back. My brother and sister stood in front of me.
“We’re glad you’re back,” they said as they smiled. “We made something for you.”
Handing me their object, I began to smile too.
It was a nametag with my name on it.
I would wear it proudly for the rest of my life.
THE END
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Minecraft Enderzilla
A Giant Minecraft Enderzilla Story
By Billy Miner
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Contents:
Introduction
Chapter 1: The Scientist
Chapter 2: The Corporal
Chapter 3: The Argument
Chapter 4: The Monster
Chapter 5: The City
Chapter 6: The Plan
Chapter 7: The Takedown
Chapter 8: The Friendship
Introduction
This amazing story is about an Enderzilla monster that terrorized Mine City. Its destructive powers and gigantic size were a threat to the entire existence of the people in the said location.
However, two individuals are determined to stop the mayhem and battle the giant with all their strength. They have different ideas about how to handle the situation though, and they seem to have misunderstandings along the way.
Read about another adventurous Minecraft story from me, Billy Miner. I like to spike the drama and paint the picture of each book by adding details and emotion. This one is no different. The disaster waiting to happen in Mine City is about to explode and affect numerous people. So don’t wait and read about how those two very different men try to prevent it.
Chapter 1: The Scientist
This isn’t it,” Derrick the professor says, scratching his head. “It needs something else. I think I am doing it all wrong. The formula seems correct, but something is still missing here.”
Professor Derrick is an ordinary lab rat, or in other words, someone who has spent his whole life figuring out substances and combining chemical fluids and materials. He is amazed by the effects of one fluid mixed with another. It fascinates him. It has always fascinated him. That’s why he went to university ten years ago: To study chemistry and biology, mostly chemistry. His final theses and papers were full of complicated calculations the teachers didn’t even understand. He always outsmarted them, but now it looks like he hasn’t followed the right formula.
It frustrates him.
He has run into problems before, and has even had explosions in his lab, but this time, he has been doing math for days, looked up numerous theories and scientific facts, and he still hasn’t figured it out.
His patience has its limits too.
“I give up,” he says, throwing his hands up in the air. “I’ll continue later.”
It’s just one of those things that takes forever. It doesn’t matter how much effort he puts into it; he just wants to get it done.
“Why does it have to be so difficult?” he wonders. “I have succeeded with countless experiments and have taken science to a higher level. This formula is just too complex. There must be something I am lacking, but what?”
He walks out the door and returns home, after a long day of 10 hours of work. His wife greets him with a kiss at his homecoming, rebuking him for working overtime again.
“But honey,” the professor says. “This is extremely important. Can’t you see the turnaround this society will have if we get this mixture working? It will be a revolution.”
“I know, but you have to take it easy sometimes. There’s more to life than work,” she says.
At that moment, his three children come running into the room.
“Dad!” the smallest boy yells.
“Dad, you’re home! Finally,” his daughter says. “I wanted to show you my drawing. Can you come take a look? It’s in the living room.”
“Okay, okay,” Derrick says. “I will take a look at it.”
The oldest son doesn’t look so good. He looks sad. His head is hanging down and he slowly strolls towards his father.
“What’s the matter with you, son?”
“I bumped my head and lost the sports game.”
“Oh, that doesn’t sound like fun. Come here. Where does it hurt?” Derrick asks.
“Well, it’s gone now. But I still hate that it happened.”
“That’s life, son. I’m glad you understand. Bad things happen all the time. And losing? Just look at me. I’ve been trying to figure out a formula for the past week and I still don’t comprehend it.”
As he is saying it, he realizes that he let it get to him. His discouragement got the best of him and he has given up too fast. Some things just take a long time anyway, and if this is really as big as he expects it to be, putting a little time into it is the least he can do. He sees himself as this little boy who is downtrodden because he is losing, or lost. And this new awareness has made him determined again. Tomorrow, he will go back and try again… and again… until he understands the correct mixture.
“Don’t worry, son,” he finally says. “You may have lost the game, but you haven’t lost the league. And let’s see if you can beat this tickle monster!”
Derrick leans over and starts tickling his kid. The other two jump on his back and a rough rumble and tumble game begins. For several minutes, the fun with his children doesn’t stop and fortunately, nobody gets hurt, which actually does happen sometimes.
“Dinner time!” Derrick’s wife shouts. “Come on, guys! Don’t let it get cold.”
“Hold on,” Derrick says. “I still have to see our daughter’s drawing.”
After his daughter shows off her talent and he proudly pats her on the head, he thinks about what he said to his own son: He lost another game, another match… by not being able to get the formula right; but the league is far from over. Tomorrow there is a new day and he might just get it this time. And if not, then in five days, or ten, or twenty.
This new combination of fluids is going to be grand. It will have a profound effect on hunger, the economy, and people’s lifestyles. It’s worth fighting for.
Chapter 2: The Corporal
On the other side of town, a corporal yells his lungs out.
“Forwaaaard! March! One-two, one-two, one-two! Keep moving, you lazy bedbugs!”
Corporal Joe has dealt with numerous challenging situations. He is a man of honor. Always putting his best foot forward, he has gained favor with the generals in the city’s army. In hundreds of battles, he has fought threatening Endermen, creepers, skeletons, zombies, and other perilous creatures from the deep and dark lands.
One time, he stood before hundreds of Endermen, who were already provoked by the staring soldiers in his army. At first, the coast seemed clear, but then Joe saw a glimmer in their eyes, an angry sparkle emanating from deep in their souls. They were furious and about to attack.
“Pull back!” he yelled, but the noises of the storm they were in outweighed his voice. Thick clouds had already burst into bolstering thunder and terrifying lightning flashes had set the scene for a more dramatic war that was already raging. Rain was pouring on each and every soldier, soaking their clothes and muting the sounds of their voices.
They didn’t listen.
They didn’t pull back.
As one weapon, they marched forward to the threatened Endermen, who were in no way willing to forgive or stand down what had just caught their attention.
“Get back! Retreat!” Corporal Joe kept yelling, but only a handful of the men obeyed his orders. The others were too oblivious of the fact that these Endermen were about to run into them and completely pulverize them with their numbers.
So they marched forward, not even noticing the few men that pulled back with Corporal Joe. All they focused on were the monsters in front of t
hem. The Endermen kept still, but inside, they were boiling with a raging fire that was about to explode. Hundreds of Endermen were standing there… in the obscure chaos of heavy rain, creepy trees, and a soaked field of moss and random blades of grass.
Corporal Joe was overwhelmed. More than anything he wanted to save these men from the terrible fate that was about to beset them, but he felt helpless.
“Give me that bomb,” he finally said to a nearby soldier. He snatched the item from his hand and ran forward. Side by side, the majority of the men were still marching towards their enemy, but Joe was going to stop these creatures from harming his valiant boys.
As fast as his legs could carry him, he sprinted in front of his entire army, with the bomb and a few matches in his hand. A few hundred feet in front of them, he knelt down and lit one of the matches.
“Pssshhhh…”
The fire from the match got quenched by the wetness of the weather.
“Stupid irritating matches… Come on!” he said as he anxiously stroke the matches and lit them up one by one.
“There!” he said excitedly when he managed to light up a match and the fuse of the bomb. He stuck it in the ground and ran back.
“Go back! Get out of here!” he yelled to the men he was running at, waving his arms in the air.
They finally understood. They had seen him place the bomb in the soil. Now the men were sprinting back and panicking, moving into all different directions except for the one between them and the Endermen.
“You too! Get back!” Corporal Joe shouted in another soldiers ear. “Don’t you see? It’s about to explo…”
Boooooom!
The explosion burnt a hole in the ground, in a perimeter of a hundred feet, causing the grass to catch fire, as well as a few poor trees next to the field. The sky lit up, the smoke covered the atmosphere. The Endermen shied away. They hated the light and the fire. The previous provocation wasn’t enough for them to strike back. The hundreds of dark creatures reacted by running away in the opposite direction, never to be heard of again.