Story The Old Days (Short Story)

*Disclaimer* The following story is just kind of what the old days of MC-WarZ were like. In that time very few people knew of Zone 6. It was always east airfield for the pros. This story is a historical fictions of some of those times. In case you get confused all conversations follow the rule New Speaker, New Line. This is also my first time making a Minecraft story, so please be kind.*

Background
It was the beginning of WarZ. My friend and I were both alive on server five. At the time Zone 6 was legendary. Did we believe in it? He did, me, not so much. We both wore full iron and had compasses, food, and all tier 4 gear with the exception of MSR's. Every day we both went up to the East Airfield to loot and kill anyone who crossed us, noob or pro. While we both hung around, he decided he wanted adventure.

Story
"Alrighty @MP5K_ let's head out to see if we can make it to the airfield before all the others hop on," I said to him, however he had other plans.
"Seriously man... Let's be the first to ever find Zone 6," he replied
"WHAT!!! You think we can actually get there! Dude, hardly anyone even knows about it, and no one has even made it there without somehow dying."
"That is why we will be the first!"
At this point in time I was thinking that MP5K_ was going insane, but as soon as he headed north I knew there was no stopping him. "Do you even know where you are going?" I called
"Of course I do!" He called back.
I was quite skeptical at the time little did I know he was telling the truth. Suddenly, the terrain changed to jungle and we entered a town, Zone 3 it said. "Should we stock up a bit here before heading out?" I asked.
"Good idea Knuckles!"
So as we stopped to loot a bit and grab some food and a few guns a zombie came raging in. MP5k_ being the slick man that he is whipped out his MSR and fried him, then my compass began to point. "MP5K I have an enemy on compass!"
"Then let's go get him!"
As we ran towards our compass marks bullets began to fly seemingly from everywhere, we both couldn't identify the attacker. As we continued to run at the compass marker I noticed a name, as I fired a successful MSR shot a single bullet fired back.
The next thing I knew MP5k's dead body fell next to me. "NO!" I yelled. I rushed the attacker doing a serpentine to dodge his strikes. The next second, one struck me. My heart count went down to one, and then I made it to him. As I pulled out my SPAS-12 he fired, and missed, and I fired back, taking him down. As MP5 teleported back to me to grab his gear I noticed something the attacker dropped. My mouth dropped open in awe. It was the legendary barret. We both mouther OMG and then he said, "That means getting to zone 6 is possible."
"Then let's keep moving," I said. As we walked the terrain began to grow hard and stony, and when I saw we entered another zone 3 I thought something was wrong. I asked, "Are we in the right place?"
"Just a bit further!" was my answer.
I thought it was all over and we were going to die until I saw the iron bars. All of a sudden I felt a burst of adrenaline (Probably from my sugar) and I ran straight at it with MP5k_. When we reached it we both saw the message, we had entered Zone 6. "Heck yea!!!!" I exclaimed, "We friggan made it!"
"Phew, about time."
But something didn't feel quite right. We both felt very accomplished, but I didn't feel safe. When I heard the sound of the can hitting the ground I jumped. "What was that?" I asked.
My reply was from an unknown voice, "It is me, and you sir are intruding on my privacy."
I couldn't believe it. The person had all diamond gear, and a barret pointed right at us. He said, "Hoorah, you found this place, now leave."
"Sir, if I may, can we at least explore a bit?"
And then it all went black. He had shot us both with a barret square in the head. And it was over.

Epilouge

A few months later I learned that people knew of zone 6, they just didn't share the information. Not many knew, but those who did staked out the areas day in and day out. When someone went in they had about 5 seconds of enjoyment, and the shots were fired, however, on that day we both learned Zone 6 was no myth, it was all the real, just heavily guarded by snipers.

 

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