Planet Minecraft

Once upon a time, there was a great catastrophe... Was it made of evil? Or did it cause evil? Did it hurt people? Or destroy minecraft, forever?

HUNDRED YEARS LATER

The light shone upon a small boy, sleeping soundly in his bed, his covers tucked tightly against him. He breathed heavily, as if in a nightmare. Screaming. Screeching. Crying. Hatred and evil. This boy shook suddenly and his eyes flew open.

"MOMMY! HELP! THEY'RE COMING!" howled the little boy, looking for his mom. A women followed upon the howl for help, her dress flowing like waves crashing against a beach. She sighed and walked up to the boy, holding her hand tightly against his.

"Son, it's fine. We're in the city, far away from where that happened. Do not worry or fret anymore little one for your father protects you with Notch helping him kindly." she whispered, grabbing her name tag that read

Clarrisa

in a tight font. She muttered something about bad luck and helped her son get out of bed. Clarissa had also said Ryan, assuming that must be the boy's name. Ryan looked up at his mother as he grabbed his backpack and asked her if he could ride in the minecart subway. The weathered mother smiled slightly and said yes, sweeping Ryan out of the house.

WIP

Thats like the begging. Any comments?

FAIL. Its Beginning at the end. Sorry.

Very good story, this has some great potential. Is this going to be a full chapter book type story?

I don't know yet. It's just an experiment to see if it's good cause I was planning on making a full, actual chapter book and am trying out new plots.

Bump.