When The Greifers Attack...

Steve was busy placing the last of the blocks needed to make his house. He placed and placed his wooden planks, lit up the room with glowstone and torches. Added windows with glass and installed doors to his many rooms.

Steve was almost done, he was on his 6th and final floor of his mansion, putting the finishing touches into each room when he heard a hard knock echoing through his unfurnished house. He heard the knock again, and decided that t was coming from his front door. Steve hurried through floors and down corridoors until he finally swung the door open to find his friend George standing before him. George tended to slouch.

"George! Hows things?" Steve said brightly.

"Not bad man, hows you?" Answered George slowly.

"Im good, my house is almost done!" Steve grinned.

"Awesome dude, you got any milk? I ran out and need to make... erm... stuff." Said George evasively.

"Oh sure, I got some right here." Steve passed him the milk.

"Thanks, good luck with your house!" Shouted George as he walked down the street.

Steve closed the door and went back up to the 6th floor to finish finishing. About half an hour later he smelt something foul. Prehaps it was smoke.

"Whats that smell?" He muttered to himself. "Im sure I just smelt something..." Steve shrugged and went back to building again. A few minutes later he smelt the smell again.

"Ok this time I really did smell something!" He dropped what he was doing hand hurried floor through floor to find the source of the burning smell. He dropped onto the ground floor. There was fire everywhere! It was an inferno. Griefers! He thought. He turned around and he then saw a team of greifers sprinting towards him. He quickly put on his leather armor and drew his iron sword. He roared and charged at them.

The greifers were shocked. They dont usually run at us! They thought, so the 2 less experienced ones dropped behind to continue the greifing. Steve was locked into a fierce swordfight from 2 sides. He defended and attacked, he was hit and sometimes hit someone else. Finally, he got through the 2nd greifers defences and plunged his sword into his stomach. He quickly twirled around and neatly sliced the 1st greifers head off. He then took a deep breath and turned his head over his shoulder to look for the other 2 greifers. He saw one running towards him. I dont have time to turn around! He thought. He knealt down and put up his hands, and slowly shuffled around. The sword was inches from his face, and the greifer holding it had an evil grin on his face. Suddenly, George burst through the door!

George rolled neatly, pulled back his bow and fired off a volley of arrows. They all missed. Steve sighed and used the distraction to his advantage. He plunged his own sword into the greifers chest, once, twice, three times, he yanked it free and the greifer fell to the floor with a sickening thud, dead.

He had forgotten about the last greifer, and so had George. The last greifer sprinted up to Steve and ran his diamond sword clean through him. Steve gasped in shock, and pitched backwards onto the hard floor. He looked at his chest to see the diamond sword protruding from it.

George screamed! He swung his sword back, then into the last greifer that George cut him clean in half. George knealt by his dieing friend, knowing there was nothing he could do to save him. He spoke words that Steve couldnt hear as his vision began to grey at the edges...

And that was the last thing he ever saw.