Steve was out mining one day. Before he left he was teaching his son Joe how to arch while his wonderful wife was farming the crops. Anyway Steve was exploring a deep part of the mine. He knew he was lost but wouldn't face it. He tried following his torches but it left him with hours of just wondering. He collected a lot of resources like iron and coal. He had plenty of meat from the unusually high amount of zombies. He shrugged it off as a small matter because he needed to get of there. He realized then he had a custom made compass. He hid a large amount of iron under his bed so he knew if it went on the fritz he would be near home. After what Steve estimated to be around six hours and 5 broken picks,his compass was jittery. He knew what to do. He dug upward nearly missing some lava. He eventually dug up to surface. He fell to the ground and breathed heavily. The dust had made it hard to breathe so it was his first fresh air in hours. He saw a mountain so he decided to climb it the next day and find his home.
The next day Steve woke up to a bad stench in the air. He assumed as himself seeing as he was literally drenched in sweat. He then remembered the previous night. He then looked to the tall mountain and sighed. He then thought of his beautiful wife Nicole and instantly got his spirits raised. He climbed that mountain in no less than an hour. At the top he laughed and yelled "I declare this mountain Mt.Pig after the last thing I ate!". He then sat and drank some water made from some summit snow. He cringed at the taste then tried to remember where he last went number one. He then looked off to all directions and saw a small wooden shack which he recognized as home. Something was wrong though. He just couldn't put his finger on it. He shrugged and began his decent. He saw his home very close by the end of the day. He smiled and looked to see if his family was eating. He heard and saw nothing. He tilted his head to the side confused. Then saw the horror of inside his home.
He looked and saw blood spattered on the wall. He ran to his home his sword he had from the mine at the ready. He kicked down the door leaving a large indent and saw a corpse. It was nobody in his family's. It was one of those wretched zombies. He ran to the basement where everyone lived and had made rooms for many purposes. He saw zombies everywhere and his family cowering in the corner. Steve charged. His blade went through one zombie and hit another behind it. He dropped the sword and took his pick and threw at the mindless freak about to eat his wife. His job was not finished yet. He got the sword and beheaded one of them and continued the swirling motion to kill about four more. He ran to his family. They cuddled and slept for the night. When they woke up Steve had barred the doors. He told his family to grab the small amount of things not already ravaged that they could take. But the bars started shaking and he heard the endless moaning of the zombies. He screamed "Never min in the portal now. They jumped in and all blacked out. Steve woke up in an arena.
The next day Steve woke up to a bad stench in the air. He assumed as himself seeing as he was literally drenched in sweat. He then remembered the previous night. He then looked to the tall mountain and sighed. He then thought of his beautiful wife Nicole and instantly got his spirits raised. He climbed that mountain in no less than an hour. At the top he laughed and yelled "I declare this mountain Mt.Pig after the last thing I ate!". He then sat and drank some water made from some summit snow. He cringed at the taste then tried to remember where he last went number one. He then looked off to all directions and saw a small wooden shack which he recognized as home. Something was wrong though. He just couldn't put his finger on it. He shrugged and began his decent. He saw his home very close by the end of the day. He smiled and looked to see if his family was eating. He heard and saw nothing. He tilted his head to the side confused. Then saw the horror of inside his home.
He looked and saw blood spattered on the wall. He ran to his home his sword he had from the mine at the ready. He kicked down the door leaving a large indent and saw a corpse. It was nobody in his family's. It was one of those wretched zombies. He ran to the basement where everyone lived and had made rooms for many purposes. He saw zombies everywhere and his family cowering in the corner. Steve charged. His blade went through one zombie and hit another behind it. He dropped the sword and took his pick and threw at the mindless freak about to eat his wife. His job was not finished yet. He got the sword and beheaded one of them and continued the swirling motion to kill about four more. He ran to his family. They cuddled and slept for the night. When they woke up Steve had barred the doors. He told his family to grab the small amount of things not already ravaged that they could take. But the bars started shaking and he heard the endless moaning of the zombies. He screamed "Never min in the portal now. They jumped in and all blacked out. Steve woke up in an arena.
Part 2-http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/1419250-steve-vs-herobrine/