A Crafter's Dream Ch. 6: Beyond Reality
Now, without further adieu, I present,
“A Crafter’s Dream”
“Well, this is new.” Steve muttered to himself, looking around the dark expanse, eyes struggling to see in the darkness. Looking all around, he couldn’t make anything out, the darkness was too thick.
“Wish I had a freaking light on me.” he sighed. To his surprise, a torch appeared in his hand, cutting through the darkness. Looking in shock at the item, Steve had an idea.
“Man, I’m hungry. Wish I had a cake.” Just like before, a large, very delicious-looking cake appeared on the ground in front of him. That confirmed his theory.
“I’m in a dream”, he said aloud, looking into the emptiness the torch had revealed. “Makes sense. The last thing I remember is going to sleep. But I’ve never had dreams where I was so, lucid.” Steve waved a hand in front of his face, a look of confusing present on his face.
Footsteps. Steve whirled around, instinctively reaching over his shoulder for a sword that wasn’t there. Giving a sigh of frustration, Steve called out.
“I wish I had a sword.” Nothing. “Oh come on!! You were working earlier!” Steve yelled angrily. Sighing, Steve swapped the torch to his left hand, freeing up his dominant hand. Then he waited, listening to the footsteps as they drew closer, eyes searching for the owner.
Soon, something started making its way out of the darkness. What it was made Steve’s heart stop and his blood go cold.
It was bipedal, and exactly Steve’s height. It wore a ragged and torn blue shirt and dark jeans. Scars ran up every inch of skin this thing exposed. It eyes, though. Those were what scared Steve. They were pure, glowing white. They lit up the darkness. It was this single factor that sent a chill down his spine. There was only one creature in the world that looked like that.
“Herobrine.”
The figure stopped moving when Steve spoke, now standing only a short distance away. The figure stood still, staring eerily looking at Steve, not uttering a word. The two looked at each other, silence reigning.
“What do you want Herobrine!!?”, Steve yelled angrily, pulling back his fist and getting into a defensive stance. In response, he disappears. Steve immediately whirled around, expecting the white, soulless eyes to be there. But they weren’t.
“You wish for a chance.”, spoke a deep, gravelly voice. Steve’s head snapped to the left, where the voice had come from. Nothing.
“You will never get one.” The voice came from his right. Steve whirled around, only to see that there was still nothing there. Growling, Steve tightened the grip on the torch.
“You are a monster in their eyes. A beast. They are correct.”, the voice taunted.
“Shut up!!” Steve yelled, his voice was quickly smothered by the darkness. Eyes looking all around, he started slowly backing up, hands shaking slightly.
“You know you don’t deserve redemption. Not after everything you’ve done.” Steve felt his back hit something solid. His stomach dropped. Slowly turning, hie gaze was met by the burning white light from Herobrine’s eyes. Suddenly, Steve felt all the air sucked out of his lungs, like he was drowning. He couldn’t move.
The light grew, soon overcoming the darkness, cutting out all of Steve’s senses. There was a single thought that ran through his head, which quickly formed into a single word that left his lips.
“No.”
Steve felt his body loosen and the drowning feeling leave. He could move again. Backing away, he shook his head, clearing it. Looking up, he saw Herobrine. His eyes had dimmed slightly. He stood in a slightly hunched position, as if in pain.
Square: Punch
Taking advantage, Steve growled, stepped forward and punched his opponent hard in the face. Herobrine stumbled back, seemingly unable to fight back.
Square: Punch
“I may be a monster!” Steve yelled, laying a haymaker to Herobrine’s cheek. “I may not deserve redemption!”
Square: Punch
Another punch. “But I sure as hell won’t stop trying. Those ponies can hate me for all their worth!”
Square (Hold): Uppercut
Steve uppercutted his enemy, knocking Herobrine to the floor. He knelt next to him, bringing up his fists.
“But I’ve got a promise to keep. And I always keep my promises.” As soon as Steve brought his fists down, Herobrine exploded in a blast of light. Steve’s vision went white as he knew no more.
* * * * *
Steve’s eyes fluttered, then opened, only for them to squint at the bright light. Slapping a hand to his face, he wiped his eyes, then sat up. Looking all around, Steve found himself in the middle of a large, grassy field. Sparse trees jutted from the ground. Getting to his feet, he started walking, eyes looking for anything out of the ordinary.
“I’m probably still in a dream. There’s no way I’d fall asleep outside in the middle of nowhere.”, he muttered. Suddenly, Steve felt his stomach clench and his heart began to race. Whirling around, he saw something very strange.
The sky had darkened slightly. Then, before his very eyes, the sky rippled like it had turned to water. It was slow at first, then it progressively got more and more intense. Suddenly, there was a clap of thunder and a flash of light, causing Steve to cover his eyes. When he looked, to his horror, a familiar being had appeared, one he’d fought a while back. Ducking behind a nearby tree, his narrowed gaze followed the horse as she slowly descended. It was when she finally touched the ground when he realized she looked different from he last fought her.
Her fur wasn’t black anymore. Instead, it was a dark, midnight blue. (Yes, there’s a difference!) She didn’t have her armor, with the exception of her weird, metal boots. Her astral mane seemed different, but Steve couldn't figure out why. Her eyes, however, those caught his attention. The cruelty and malice was gone, replaced with a calm and collectiveness he’d never seen before. In all honesty, that scared him a bit. He’d rather much rather face an emotionally unstable opponent, as they were more likely to make mistakes in a fight, than one that could think clearly.
Utterly confused, Steve ducked behind the tree. He wasn’t sure what to do. He didn’t have any weapons or supplies and Nightmare Moon was a tough cookie to beat.
“Where hast thou gone?” He heard her mutter. Taking a deep breath, Steve did the one thing he really didn’t want to do. Face her.
Coming out from behind the tree, Steve saw she had her back to him. Slowly walking, his footsteps made the grass crinkle slightly beneath his feet. She must’ve heard this because she turned towards him, her expression changing to one of confusion upon her seeing him.
Not a word was spoken as Steve slowly approached her, stopping a few feet away, fists clenched in apprehension. After a few minutes, which felt like hours, Steve spoke.
“What are you doing here?”, he inquired, not bothering to hide the anger in his tone. This seemed to catch her off guard, as she took a step back in shock.
“We, sensed a terrible nightmare. We, I, came to relieve the recipient.”, she spoke softly, eyes searching every inch of Steve’s figure.
“You’ve done so. Now, leave, Nightmare Moon. I’m in no mood to fight you again.” At this, Nightmare’s eyes widened.
“Thou hast fought Nightmare Moon?!” she asked incredulously. This caused Steve’s angry expression to drop a little in confusion. Did she not remember their little spat?
“What, did I hit you a little too hard? Yeah, we fought. Also, how the Nether are you in my freaking dream? You seem a little too real for my imagination.” Steve questioned.
“Tis my birthright. We have the ability to enter anypony’s dream that we wish.”, Nightmare Moon explained.
“Well that’s just fan-fucking-tastic. You ponies bother me in the day, now your royal ass will bother me in my dreams. Just what I always wanted!” Steve exclaimed sarcastically. Nightmare narrowed her eyes at his tone.
“Fix your tone creature. I will not stand for any disrespect from thee.”, she snarled.
“Watch yourself, bitch. I beat your ass once, I can do it again.” Steve warned, getting into a fighting stance. In response, she lowered herself into a semi-crouch, tilting her head in Steve’s direction. Immediately, Steve took off running, heading straight for his opponent.
Circle: Dodge
Circle: Dodge
Circle: Dodge
Steve weaved through two magic blasts she fired at him. Jumping over a third, he brought back his fist, going on the offensive.
Square x 4: Punch Combo
Triangle (Hold): Roundhouse Kick
Hammering down a blow, Steve knocked her head downward. Leaning to his right, he threw two quick jabs, both catching her in the muzzle. Then he knocked her right in the chin with a heavy punch. To finish it, he twisted his body, catching her in the cheek with a roundhouse kick, sending her to her knees. Jumping back, Steve smirked at the injured horse.
“C’mon. You were much harder to beat last time.” Unfortunately, this was most definitely the wrong thing to say. Nightmare’s horn flickered briefly and Steve felt something slam into his side, sending him careening through the air before slamming into the ground. He rolled for a short distance, finally coming to a stop on his back.
Damage Received: - 5 damage. 15 health remaining.
Getting to his feet, Steve glanced at the already-recovered horse. She was on her feet, horn glowing, eyes narrowed in Steve’s direction.
Circle: Dodge
Steve rolled to the side, just a large blast of magic scorched the ground where he’d been.
Circle: Dodge
Circle: Dodge
He ducked under two more blasts as he took cover behind a tree. Peeking out from behind the tree, he shot his head back just in time to avoid another blast, one that nearly knocked the poor tree to the ground. Groaning in frustration, Steve’s mind raced to think of a plan. Suddenly, he heard something. It sounded like a Vooop! Kinda like an Enderman.
Suddenly, darkness shrouded him. Looking up, his face was met with a very angry Nightmare Moon, her horn glowing a dark blue.
Circle: Dodge
Steve rolled out from under the tree, just as a blast of fire burned away at the tree. Backpedaling, he tried to get some distance from his opponent, only for a blast of magic to hit him in the back, knocking him to the floor.
Damage Received: - 3. 12 health remaining
Rolling onto his back, his gaze met Nightmare Moon’s. Her eyes were blazing with anger and annoyance. Steve tried to get on his feet, but he couldn’t feel his legs. She must’ve used a spell or something to keep him from running. Glaring up at her, his lips were pulled into an angry snarl. Suddenly, Steve’s gaze flickered up for a split second when something caught his eye. What that something was almost put a smile on his face.
“Dost thou have any final words?” Nightmare Moon inquired. Steve smirked.
“Yeah. Heads up.” Before she could even ponder those words, 500 pounds of solid wood slammed into her skull. She poofed in a cloud of dust and was promptly ejected from Steve’s dream. (She would soon awake with a killer headache.)
She was too focused on Steve to realize at the time, but her magic blasts and burning of the tree trunk had removed any and all stability it had. It was simply a stroke of luck that it fell in his direction, something Steve was very thankful for. That new rendition of Nightmare Moon was much stronger than he’d anticipated. He had no problem admitting he was woefully unprepared for the fight.
As Steve laid on the grass, the sky started to fade. Steve sat up in surprise, looking around the field. Everything was slowly fading to white.
“Oh, I must be waking up. Wonder if I’ll remember any of this.” Steve muttered to himself as everything faded out.
* * * * *
The next thing Steve knew, he woke up in his bed. Sitting up, he looked around the room. There were his furnaces, chugging away, smelting the ores he’d collected from a mining expedition. In the far corner of the room stood his brewing stand. Nearby, there were his chests, filled with supplies. Sighing, he laid back in his bed, pulling the covers to his chin.
“Guess I do remember.”, he chuckled, before sleep took him.
Hey, thanks for reading. If you have any ideas for where the story should go, or if you have any thoughts for events to take place, please comment them. Yes, I actually read the comments you guys put down. 
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Yeah....that last encounter Might invoke royal action...
While Steve may be able to best most ponies one v one, I don't think he would last long against the entire Equestrian army....
Numbers overwhelm even the strongest of foes.
However, there is a good caveat that can be utilized here. Steve has been doing nothing but making enemies and trying to survive up to this point. You need to throw him a curve ball that he can't simply answer by swinging his sword or fists.
Ironically, he needs a friend. Or at the very like least, somepony who can show him that the ponies aren't all bad. He needs a pony of wit or reason to counter act his more brutish nature.
Zecora, Fluttershy, Pinkie or Derpy. Zecora is good for wit, and the others specifically because they are not fighters. Fluttershy while timid, would be the most accepting of him. Though she would definitely show disdain for his violent nature. Pinkie Pie wants to be everyone's friend, and her strange abilities and fourth wall breaking abilities would allow her to circumvent his rudimentary logic and bruteness. And Derpy is well, hard working, kind, and surprisingly insightful despite her namesake.
These are, in my opinion, your four best options to choose from, but ultimately, its all up to you.
We can hope that Luna will realise Steve was hostile due to a previous encounter with the Nightmare and that there's a case of mistaken identity on his part. The frustrating bit about his poor relations with the ponies though, is that Steve did try the friendly approach first and was attacked on the spot without provocation by Rainbow Dash when he tried to visit Ponyville in peace.
Desirable as it may seem to the readers, myself included, at this point in the story there is literally no logical reason for him to even attempt friendly contact again when every single time until now that they've seen him it's been ponies who started the unprovoked hostilities with Steve. First Crash, who dragged in Rarity and Applejack to help with her lies about him attacking her, then Nightmare, then Rainbow again. Maybe Luna will think things through once she gets over her headache, recognise that Steve thought he was facing Nightmare Moon again, and try talking via dreams, but without something major changing the status quo, Steve doesn't seem the type to waste any more effort on dealing with what he apparently perceives as aggressive idiots.
I look forward to seeing what the author does to provide that required shake-up to Steve's new life.
9460720
Exactly, that's why he needs a curve ball first, then a friend. It won't work the other way around with his current mindset.
Also, as a tidbit for the author in case of future encounter with Discord. Note while physically and combatively superior to Discord, Steve wouldn't stand much of a chance against him, I mean, *snap* Steve is a plant now, what's he gonna do? And that's only one scenario. Sure, Steve could win if he gets a hold of him, but power wise, Discord is Herobrine level. I know he hasn't been brought up in the story yet, but I'm just saying, Discord isn't an idiot....
Get the crafter to be crafty! If the ponies try to capture him, have him outsmart them.
im expecting him to set up some epic red-stone defenses using arrows and dispenser at this point lol
Wonder if Uranium exists in this Equestria, He is going to need it soon me thinks.
9461436
Uranium? What for? And do they even have that in My Little Pony?
9461484
For many, MANY things. If the Ponies are going to vilify him for the wrong doing of one of their own then best to make them Afraid of attacking him further!
I don't know if OG Equestria has it, but then again this is a Fanquestria sooooo.
Send in Derpy. No one can resist her cuteness or her muffins~
9460720
Yeah, Dustin (a friend of mine that's aiding in the writing of this story) gave me a little flak for how "stupid" I'm making Dash out to be. That's not entirely true. I'm writing her based off how my impression of her in the first few episodes. (In terms of watching the show, I'm only 1/4 way through season 1) Said impression was that, while definitely worthy of the Element of Loyalty, she is definitely impulsive and just a little bit stupid. So, yeah.
9463460
You are doing something I wish more writers would do when writing fics in Season 1 - use her personality from Season 1, not what people remember with nostalgia goggles.
Like Fluttershy's reaction. While yes, she was just fine facing creatures no sane pony would face, she knew those creatures for the most part. She was still deathly afraid of dragons. (And honestly, the fact that he talked might have added to her nervousness.)
I can’t help but think you keep making Steve too overpowered... This is starting to feel like a self-oc fic where the main character’s in the right in every situation and manages to beat up every villain or antagonist he comes across.
9523652
Let the author do what he wants
9523652 I personally like the OC, as too many authors make theirs a damn door mat and let everything just dust their feet/hooves off on them
A field that looks kinda like this, then.
Okay. Steve is starting to shoot himself in the foot here. Time to take some drastic action. Send in the heavy troops! Your options are : The Pink One, The Shy One, or (God forbid) The Trio Of Doom.
9592503
The majority of HiE fics seems to be one of two types, either the human is a nice-guy/doormat or he is a misunderstood/overpowered "badass". So far this fic has been sprinting straight into the later. Still, I am going to read at least a few more chapters, there are rarely any new fics that's based on early seasons anymore.
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Creative Mode Dream!
Looking kinda dumb with
Heheh, wooden blocks go B O N K
I do agree that Steve is too OP and that he needs someone to change his mind.
Someone to show him that the ponies aren't bad.
Just when I started to think that Steve would befriend Luna, they start to fight :/
10776865 Don't bother. He may be asking about the direction the story should take, but it's clear he only wants to have Steve vs the ponies. Every interaction is violent, and the way things have been going, it will take something amazing to alter the impressions they have of one another.