The Tale of Minecraft

Escape

A/N: This universe mixes minecraft crafting with real life construction. you can craft a sword, or tie a rock to a stick.

Out of the darkness of the tunnel stepped Tim.

"You planning to skewer me?" He asked.

"I didn't know what was coming." Jojo replied, lowering his sword. "Thought you might be a monster."

"Luckily not. I had to run because there were too many of them. Why haven't you left yet."

"No carts."

"Shoot." Tim walked over to a dark corner of the room. Destroying a dirt block in the corner, He opened a chest, pulling out an armful of minecarts. When he plopped them on the tracks, they grew to full size.

"One thing I can say." Tim said. "If Herobrine attacked one of the biggest cities in all of minecraft, there has to be a reason."

Jojo smirked. "He was coming after us. He must think we stand some sort of threat to him."

"for now let's move on. this track Leads to two places, New Manhattan and a secret bunker in a nearby mountain. I say we go to the bunker to stalk up on weapons, then head cross country. He'll be less likely to track us." Tim climbed into the lead cart. once everyone was in he pushed the button, sending them to the bunker.

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"Welcome to my bunker." Tim declared proudly. "Been stalking it up for years, just in case the big cities fell."

Two of the walls were lined with chests, With labels ranging from swords to Assorted Armours. The third wall was covered in a giant map, showing thousands of blocks in every direction.

"Take what you think you'll need. Trust me, We'll need it. " Tim chuckled at his joke.

Jojo walked over to the Swords chest. He rummaged through, looking for something that would fit his style. Finally, at the bottom of the chest, he found a Katana, Beautiful crafted. It's sheath was simple, with no added jewels, nor were there any on the hilt.

"I see you recognize good craftsmanship when you see it."

Jojo whirled around, nearly decapitating Tim.

"Woah! don't kill me." Tim sat down. "That blade was given to me by my father. Some sorrt of family relic. I've never used it."

Jojo went to put it back.

"No," Tim stopped him. "Take it. It's not doing m any good in that chest. I'll help you make a strap for it."

As the others get weapons to gether, Tim made a strap to hold the katana.

Jojo tried it on, and it fit perfectly.

"Now go find some armour."

As he dug though the chests, Jojo saw Tim slip something into his bag. "Hey Tim, Whats that?"

Tim pretended not to hear him.

Jojo pulled on a leather chestplate, not wanting to restrict movement. Turning around, he saw the others had iron swords, and also had leather armour.

Tim walked over, carrying a diamond sword at his waist.

"Let's get moving." he said calmly, walking toward the exit.

A/N: Another chapter out. Hope you enjoyed! I have an important question. Should any guns be in this story?  Leave a comment below with your opinion!

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