Changing The Game

Changing The Game: Chapter 3

Chapter 3:

Beast's Story/An Adventure

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"Why? What's going on?" I ask Beast.

"I was hunting down in the valley, avoiding all the mobs. I had collected my food, and very quietly started making my way back to my house, when every mob in the entire valley turned and looked at me at the exact same time. They chased me for seven hours. I would've starved if I didn't have that raw beef I had just got. I eventually got enough of a break to dig a small room into a mountain. I set up camp there for about 15 minutes, and then I heard a familiar hissing sound. BOOM! The creepers had all joined together and purposely blown a hole in the wall. Since when can they do that?! I broke out of the mountain again and ran for the river, for it would be partially safe on the other side. As I was running I turned to slash at a zombie, and as i faced the other way, I saw a player. Not You-Know-Who, but a player with normal eyes...he was floating above the mobs, his arm extended as if controlling them. His eyes were closed and he was rapidly muttering. But I couldn't hear him and I didn't see his name," says Beast.

"That's insane. Almost the exact same thing happened to my friend and I. We were in the Nether when every single mob attacked at the same time. He was the builder of this mansion. He...he's dead," I reply.

"Oh...I'm sorry." Says Beast.

"Yeah, me too."

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I bring BeastKiller inside. I give him food and show him the bathroom so he can get cleaned up. I bandage him up and then I let him sleep in the guest bedroom.

In the morning, we decide we will go out mining and adventuring. I fix his sword and give him new armor, half iron and half diamond. We each pack tools, food and some blocks and we set out. We head to the mine first, and we find some iron and two diamonds. I give it all to BeastKiller.

"Thanks," he says.

"No problem dude."

Night is falling, so we build a dirt shack as a one-night shelter. Since we didn't bring beds and we don't want to set our spawn out in the wilderness, we stay up all night trading stories of adventures and playing memory games. That morning, we decide to venture out farther.

We are passing in between two mountains when I hear a rustling of leaves on top of the mountain on Beast's side.

"Uh, Beast, I think we're being wa-"

"AGH!!" I am cut off by Beast's scream. I look over to him and there's an arrow jutting out of his left shoulder. I'm about to run over to help when I feel the cold metal of a sword against my throat and the cold skin of someone's palm on my mouth, muting my screams. I flail around helplessly as I am dragged into darkness. I hear a bottle break as a Splash Potion of Drowsiness hits both Beast and me. I instantly fall into a restless sleep.