//------------------------------// // Chapter Two: Dangers Of The Night // Story: The Server Admin // by Elaine_Lunaris //------------------------------// Twilight watched me as I placed the wood and cobblestone around the area, creating a wall out of the raw materials. All in all it was a pretty good wall if I do say so myself! The ten foot wall surrounded the entire clearing, and stood five metres away from the forests edge. I whistled as I placed the torches on each corner of the wall, walking to the edge I head a distinct hissing sound. “Well shit, I thought I heard a Creeper. Oh wait, I did.” Jumping over the wall I made my way back over to Twilight as Steve set out some wood and a chair for her to sit at, making a makeshift desk. Clearing the dust off my hands I spoke. “Well guys, looks like I finished up just in time. Good thing too, otherwise those Creepers would have gotten in.” Steve breathed a sigh of relief and Twilight looked a little confused by what a Creeper was. “A Creeper is, well.... How do I put it....? You know what a bomb is right?” When she nodded I continued, “Yea basically it’s a moving bomb that sneaks up behind you and blows up.” I watched as Steve pulled out an orb and set it on the table. “Is that what I think it is?” He nodded and started to sort out his inventory. This included an assortment of foods, potions, materials, a couple of picks and the sword I had given him. “Quite a load you got there Steve.... Sure you don’t need any help?” Shaking his head he began to put it all away, I sighed and moved over to Twilight. I looked at the book she was writing in, Today, Steve and I encountered a strange individual by the name of Server Admin or by Walker as he says. Although our first encounter didn’t go off to a good start, it reminded me that first impressions are.... I got bored reading what Twilight was writing and moved to the hole in the ground. I spawned in a piece of Netherrack in the shallow hole and lit it on fire. I placed a couple of log slabs around the fire and sat down on one. “So Server Admin.... Do you think we are the only ones here?” Twilight sat down on the slab opposite mine. I shook my head at the mare and pointed north. “When I was flying this morning I saw a great obsidian castle in the distance, I have no clue what it is but it looked familiar to me.... As for us being the only ones here? No, I think there are many more people... Or ponies, that are waiting for us to find them. We just need to look....” Twilight went back to her writing leaving me to think on the situation, I’m sure we aren’t the only ones here. The castle is a testament to that might even be other ponies here, like Luna! Shaking my head to clear it of thoughts I decided I wanted to go for a flight. “Hey guys. I’m going to go flying for a bit, catch ya later!” I waved as I took off from the ground. I flew over the forest and just spread my wings, gliding from thermal to thermal. It was pure bliss. After the relaxing flight I landed on top of the tallest tree I could find and sat down. I faced towards the moon in the night sky and smiled, my precious few moments of bliss were interrupted by a laughing voice I knew all too well. “Well, well, well. What have we here? Walker? Is that you my dear friend?” I turned with a scowl on my face to behold my greatest enemy, “Herobrine.” I leapt at him spawning a Diamond sword in my hands. In a flash, he teleported behind me and smacked me to the floor. He smiled at me from beneath his hood. “Sorry dear friend, but you need to play by the rules of my new world. So that means.... none of this.” He tapped me on the forehead and I heard a beeping sound. Looking in the chat I saw the one thing that scared me more than anything.... >You are no longer Op >Your Gamemode has been changed He laughed manically and grabbed me by the throat. “I guess this is truly goodbye this time my friend. Who knows? Maybe you might spawn again, maybe you won’t.” He shrugged and started to drag me to the corner of the skyscraper like tree. “Anywho.... See ya.” And with that he tossed me off the side of the tree. V^V^V^V^V^V^V^V^V^V^V^V^V Forest Floor V^V^V^V^V^V^V^V^V^V^V^V A distinct female figure moved about in the dark, her head swerving in all directions as she took in the forest surrounding her. She remembered that it was sundown when she had awoken to the sounds of the waves lapping over her form, and she felt the sand beneath her hooves. Over the time she had remained awake in search of any signs of civilisation, and had gotten lost in the forest waiting for her wings to dry. She stopped under a colossal tree and leaned against it. Sighing as she spoke to herself. “I swear Pinkie if this is another one of your jokes it’s not funny.” She looked around the area under the big tree and sighed, slowly lying down on the ground. “I still have no clue where I am. Might as well be in Tartarus for all I know, can’t tell where I am based on cloud movements and star alignments.” She stretched an injured wing wincing at the pain. “Still need a splint for that.” The rainbow manned mare, sighed as she leant against the massive tree. “I hate walking....” she jumped out of her skin as she heard something hit the ground behind her. “What in Celestia’s name was that?” Walking around the oak tree the mare saw a pair of massive wings cradled over a broken form. “Oh My Gosh......” A hoof rose to her face as she spoke, a groan came from the small crater and the wings moved to reveal a bipedal creature with blue hair, red wings and wearing a leather jacket with an emblem on the side. It was a block, maybe grass? With a red pick and sword crossed over it. Slowly the figure reached into his pocket and grabbed a red vial of liquid and drank it. “Lucky.... the bastard.... didn’t clear.... My inventory!” he coughed as he dropped the now empty vial to the floor with a clatter. She watched as the wounds on his form healed and the broken wing mended itself. “Whoa.....” The man’s head swerved and he glared at her, but slowly his eyes opened in recognition. “Rainbow.... Dash....?” Said mare’s eyes widened as he spoke her name, he reached into his pocket and pulled out another red vial. “Here.... looks like.... you need it.” She took the vial after remembering the wonders it had done for the biped in front of her. She took a swig and waited for the awful taste that always accompanied medication, her eyes widened as the flavour of raspberries filled her mouth and she quickly finished the drink off. Hey wing and hoof tingled as well as her ribs as they were healed by the potion of red liquid. “Thanks mister....?” he looked up at her and smiled. “Admin...... Admin Walker.” She nodded and threw the empty vial away, the rainbow mare saw him pull out a white bag and drag out a bow and an arrow. “Time... to call the Calvary.... mind... ugh..... shooting this up into the air?” She nodded and took the bow and arrow of him. The Pegasus braced the bow against the ground and placed the arrow on the string. Grabbing the wood in her mouth, she drew the bow till it was fully drawn and released it. The arrow shot up into the air and exploded in a flash of purple and white light. The light lingered in the sky for several minutes during this time the two talked to each other. V^V^V^V^V^V^V^V Perspective change Admin Walker V^V^V^V^V^V^V^V^V I looked at Rainbow Dash in front of me and smiled. “So I take it you were brought here as well?” the mare cast a suspicious glare at me. “Look it wasn’t my fault okay? Take a chill pill.... Geeze.” Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes and responded to my question. “Yea I was brought here as well, I don’t know what for though.” I shrugged my shoulders and sighed. “That’s another pony from Equestria here in Minecraftia. Oh well, the more the merrier.” Rainbows head spun till she was facing me. “Wait, did you say another pony?” I shrugged “well yea, you would think it would be someone important, but no it’s just the egghead.” She giggled as I spoke about Twilight and Steve back at the camp. “So Walker, how’d you end up here?” I smiled at the mare sitting beside the fire next to me; I had thought it was a good idea to make some smores, boy was I right! I reached into my bag and pulled out a cup of coffee, I also offered Rainbow one as well. “Well it all started when I sat down at my computer one fine average morning......” V^V^V^V^V^V^V^V^V^V Twilight & Steve V^V^V^V^V^V^V^V^V^V^V^V Twilight looked up from her writing to look at the quiet Minecraftian at the crafting bench on the other side of the camp; she smiled and went back to her writing. It’s been around two and a half months since I was brought to Minecraftia, during that time I met an odd character, he calls himself Steve. When I arrived those two and a half months prior, I was lost and confused. I had wandered around the forest till I found a house, made of wood like the library back in Ponyville. I had thought that at first, I had been asleep for a very long time and this was the future. That thought quickly changed as the creatures known now as ‘Zombies’ came out from the wooden dungeon and attacked me. A quick shield spell stopped them from causing me harm, but I had no way to defend myself, I did the only logical thing at the time, I called for help. Steve heard me from his home and came to my rescue, clad in diamond and Iron armour he killed the ‘Zombies’, after doing so he took me in and helped me to get adjusted to this new world, Minecraftia he called it. After two months with Steve in the wilderness, we became more.... ‘Attached...’ to each other, if you would say it like that. The other day we met another ‘NPC’ as Steve would put it, turns out though. This wasn’t an NPC, but another ‘Minecraftian’ by the name of Server Admin Walker. He told us that he was brought here like me, didn’t explain how though, much to my annoyance. He seems to know a lot about this world, I will ask him some questions when he- Twilight was interrupted as a giant purple explosion filled the night sky, it stayed hovered over a specific spot, north, forty miles by the looks of it. Steve looked up from the table he was sitting at, immediately recognising the Flare for what it was. Walker was in trouble, and he needed help. Steve put on his diamond chest plate, and iron pants and boots, picking up the enchanted sword that Admin had given him he moved to the wall and climbed over it. Looking back at Twilights worrying gaze he motioned for her to stay before leaping off the wall and heading into the dark, monster infested forest. Twilight looked at the spot that Steve had occupied for a moment before he leaped off and headed into the forest. She trusted him to come back, and she knew he would come back; it was all a matter of time. V^V^V^V^V^V^V Perspective Change Admin Walker V^V^V^V^V^V^V^V^V^V “-And that’s how I ended up here, talking to you.” I finished of my narrative with a glance in her direction. Needless to say, my story had her confused and suspicious. I’ll reassure her at a later date. “Let me get this straight, earlier today, you used to be an average guy, till some guy messages you on your ‘computer’ and you get brought here where you have a god like influence?” I smiled and nodded at her, before remembering what transpired but a few moments ago, and I frowned. “At least, I ‘used’ to have that god like influence. I don’t anymore. Someone way more powerful than me took it all away, and then the bastard threw me off the top of the tree, and that’s how you found me.” She nodded, clearly relieved that I had been stripped of the powers of an OP. “So who was this guy that you mentioned?” I sighed as I spoke. “His name was Sam, but now he’s known as Herobrine.” She seemed confused by my statement, bah let her figure it out..... Unless she asks me to... “Wait how can Herobrine be Sam? And who the hay is Sam anyway!” Yup she asked. I smiled sadly as I recounted Sam’s tale. “Sam was one of my friends before we came to play MineCraft. We were the best Server back then, filled with people who loved to get along. Then the newest update came out, and with it came the release of Herobrine. We all thought he was removed, and so he was. Until Mojang added him back into the game. He killed hundreds of players, and before we knew it, players started to leave the server. Sam and I hatched a plan to kill Herobrine, we built the Obsidian Fortress, the last bastion of hope on our server, and there we gathered players and their pets, Dogs and Cats of all forms, from across Minecraftia to battle Herobrine. Little did we know that Herobrine had power over the mobs, he gathered his own army to battle our army of players. The zombies were the main melee group, outfitted with dropped iron armour and discarded swords. The spiders acted like the rouges one would find on an RPG game, they were outfitted with special types of leather armour over their forms. The Endermen were the Assassins, or teleport specialists, they teleported behind our lines and killed players, before we could kill them they would teleport away. The Creepers were the sappers, blowing holes in the bunkers the players had built to defend themselves. The Spider Riders were the officers of Herobrine’s Army; they gave out the orders and sometimes led the charge against the trenches. All throughout that time, Herobrine had recruited the EnderDragon to help him; travelling from the end he tore a hole between the fabrics of the two worlds leaving the world open to invasion from the end. The Nether was torn open too, with a giant portal that Herobrine had constructed. This let the Ghasts, Magma Cubes, Blazes and Zombie Pigmen come through. All throughout the battle raging below, Sam, myself and a few player made operators were fighting Herobrine and the EnderDragon. It was a dramatic battle and at the end...... it took a turn for the worse. With the EnderDragon being cast down and with us being stuck in the end, we fought Herobrine. Somehow he had gained the ability to turn OPs into normal players again, he used it on the player made OPs and he killed them. Leaving only Sam and myself, the last two Admins on the server, to battle him to the death, we fought bravely, but no one could have anticipated what happened next. In the last moments of the battle, Sam stabbed Herobrine with the most powerful weapon we had, the sword of Notch. During his last moments of death, Herobrine cursed Sam, saying. “You will take up my mantel.” And with that he died, none of us knew what he meant by what he said to Sam. But we forgot about it, and we rejoiced. Herobrine was dead and we won the war. Months passed and after a time, I noticed the changes in Sam. He became angry at the drop of a pin, his eyes started to go white and his skin became pale. I confronted him in the Obsidian Fortress, and he told me this. “The mantel has been upheld, and Herobrine has risen again.” I fought him as we had fought Herobrine all those months ago. He cast me down to the bottom of the Obsidian palace and he laughed, I was confused, until he said this. “It is a cycle dear friend, there will always be a Herobrine, and after a time. You too will uphold this role.” And with that Sam disappeared from the face of the real world, only to replace Herobrine inside the game world. I left the server after that, leaving it in the grasps of Herobrine.” Rainbow looked at me with sadness in her eyes, I could tell why. Sam’s fate will be my own sooner or later, it was all a matter of time and place. I looked into the crackling fire and continued speaking. “The server was shut down; no one was on it at the time. I could hazard a guess by saying that Herobrine’s powers go far beyond that of the game, and that this is the physical manifestation of the Server, which means all the dangers of the previous world are in place. But we have one thing to be thankful for, that the end was destroyed when the battle ended, and the dragon that resided there is either dead or in hibernation somewhere in this world.” Rainbow looked at me with a curious expression, “How did you get out? Or the end, I mean.” I hummed in thought. “How did I get out? Well, many years ago I had heard a rumour that a player had accidentally trespassed into the end. All he had with him was his armour, twenty four pieces of obsidian and a flint and steel. It’s said that he escaped by building a nether portal and going through, then building another and entering back into the normal world. Sam and I used this method to escape the end.” I placed my hands on my knees and we sat in silence for a long time, I heard a something coming towards us and I smiled. “It’s about time you got here Steve, is everything alright?” He walked into the clearing and towards me; his armour was painted in the greenish blood of Creepers and the red blood of zombies. His sword was covered in the blood of foes cast down into the maws of death. He wiped the blade clean on the grass next to me and sat down. I looked at him and he frowned and pointed up. “Why didn’t I fly?” He nodded at me, and I sighed. “I didn’t fly because I encountered an old enemy, I didn’t want to risk the chance of being spotted.” He nodded his head then gave me a curious stare. “Who was he?” Again he nodded, “His name ‘was’ Sam when I knew him, but you may know him as Herobrine.....” His eyes widened in fear and he began to shake, “There is no reason to fear Steve, I think he is long gone. But for now we have a guest to lead back to our camp, care to lead the way?” With a nod he got back up and motioned for us to follow. “Alright then, let’s get going Dash.” Together we put the fire out and started walking back to the camp, where a warm bed, some hot coco and a few ghost stories awaited us.