Book The Survival

It was dark and extremely windy on the day I spawned in this world. I remember that the sun was just beginning to crest over the horizon and the light cast dark shadows on the already dim world. I sat up gasping from where I lay in the middle of a group of pillars. Staring around me, I was stunned to see that I was in the middle of a platform and was sitting on a block on emerald. The world stretched away below me, but the structure I was on appeared to have been man-made. Ugh. My head. I thought to myself, as I attempted to orient myself. Where did I come from? Where am I? I began to stand, but my legs were wobbly and I fell back to the ground. I rubbed my eyes and slowly they began to adjust to the dawn light. I think I was... in a lobby... with some friends. Yea. We were joking around and pvping. I remember they pushed me... there was a portal... It hurt to remember, so instead I focused on figuring out where I was. My other senses were beginning to come back to me, and I was greeted with the grotesque sounds of dying animals. I shot straight up onto my feet and grabbed a column for support. Looking around wildly, I could figure out where the sounds were coming from, but I needed to do something. Animals were getting hurt! Slowly shaking out my legs to get the blood pumping back into them I noticed quartz letters floating in the air. Hm. North, East, South, and West. The cardinal directions? Why? I stumbled to the edge of my spawning platform and slowly made my way down the steps in front of me. Suddenly someone raced past me wearing full diamond armor! Maybe they'll answer some of my questions.

"Um hello? Could you help m-" I didn't have a chance to finish my question because close behind the diamond man were three people; and they had swords.

"Come back here you thief!" one of them shouted. I leapt out of the way to avoid the sharp blade and fell off the stairs completely! I couldn't even scream. My heart was in my throat as I plummeted towards the ground below head first. I closed my eyes and waited for the pain, but it didn't come. I waited a little longer and still nothing, so I slowly opened my eyes. I was laying face down in the sand. But that's impossible! I thought, my heart racing. That should've killed me! For the second time that morning I picked myself up off the ground. It was at that moment that I realized there was a tunnel beneath the platform itself. The animal screams were definitely coming from through that tunnel. A feeling of dread gripped me. I didn't know what awaited me in there. For all I knew there could've been a cult sacrificing animals, and me with them if I ventured too close. After the next animal screamed I knew I had to act, though. I summoned up my courage, grabbed a block as a weapon, and tiptoed into the entrance. The noises got closer, and there was light up ahead when I was finally able to look around a block in front of me. A pig spawner sat in a dip in the ground, and pigs were running everywhere with gashes in their skin. Other people were chasing them and swinging at them. When one was killed, all the people jumped at each other for a piece. I felt some bile rising in my stomach and pushed it down. They're eating RAW pork? A baby pig spawned and an icy claw gripped my spine. They wouldn't. I looked and stared in horror as people turned to run at the piglet. Without thinking, I dropped the rock and ran out in between the baby and the mob. Reaching down, I swooped up the pig in my arms and held him close. Everyone stopped dead in their tracks. There was some muttering and suddenly a young boy in iron armor ran at me with sword raised.

"No!" I cringed as the sword made contact with me... and bounced back at the other person. The boy stood still for a while and then began rapidly swinging at me. Each hit rebounded back and I stared as my skin flashed a light blue with each attack.

"What is this?" I asked in complete awe. The iron boy scoffed and dropped his sword.

"You don't know? You have spawn protection you idiot. Now give me the pig." I hugged the piglet closer to me and turned away.

"No! You can't kill things. If you want food then go to the store. Don't slaughter them for fun!" I was answered with resounding laughter.

"Did you hear that? A store she says." A crowd member yelled. This was followed by more laughter. The boy looked away and I could see him roll his eyes.

"Look, you can't walk to a store here. This is survival pvp. If I knew where a store was, don't you think I'd be there instead of here?" I turned around slowly.

"You mean there are no stores here? Well then go to a restaurant or something." More laughter. The boy in iron looked generally frustrated.

"It's survival PVP! We fight here. We survive here. We need to get our own food for ourselves. I suggest you get as far away from spawn as possible. Run and don't stop running. You can take the pig with you because you'll need food. My name is 0racle and I'm in charge of the greatest team here; Team Hype. We show no mercy so if you see one of us, run." I took an involuntary step back and tried to calm my pounding heart. For now, I needed to get away from these crazy people and get a shelter set up. I nodded to 0racle and said,

"I'm featherpaw." before turning away and sprinting out the back hallway. The last thing I heard before the light from the day hit me was 0racle yelling after me.

"Stay away from South! Whatever you do, don't go to the South!"

I wanted to create a little fiction about what happened when I first joined survivalpvp. I added a little extra detailing to make it more interesting, but this is more or less what actually happened. Let me know if you want more. I got bored honestly.