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The Village Guard Diaries, Book 1: The Search for John

 

The Village Guard Diaries, Book 1: The Search for John

 

 

 

Copyright 2016 Mark Mulle

Published by Mark Mulle at Shakespir

 

 

 

 

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Author’s Note

This short story is for your reading pleasure. The characters in this “Minecraft Adventure Series” such as Steve, Endermen or Herobrine…etc are based on the Minecraft Game coming from Minecraft ®/TM & © 2009-2013 Mojang / Notch

 

 

 

 

 

 

Table of Contents

DAY ONE

DAY TWO

DAY THREE

DAY FOUR

DAY FIVE

DAY SIX

DAY SEVEN

DAY EIGHT

DAY NINE

DAY TEN

About the Author

Other books by this Author

 

 

DAY ONE

What? It wasn’t my fault that he was standing too close to the Creeper when the silly thing decided to blow up. Poor kid. Eh, he will be okay, as soon as I get him to the infirmary.

“Come on Travis. Let’s get you treated for those burns.” I picked him up and helped him limp through the village.

“Cassie, my arm hurts so bad!” Travis cried out. I could tell he was trying to hold back tears.

“I know. That’s why I told you not to stand too close to it you silly boy.”

“I’m telling my mom on you!” He squeaked out in between pain gasps.

“Go right ahead. And when I tell her you tried to be the village hero and stab the Creeper up close, after I told you to stop, what do you think she will say?” He continued hobbling, thinking on my words.

“She will still hold you responsible because you are older.” I laughed. Boy he was trying hard to get me in trouble for this.

“No she won’t. You are eight now, you know better. Now, quit squirming!” I shook his good arm and he straightened up. Squirming hurt him too much.

We finally arrived at the infirmary, where we were met with angry faces at the sight of Travis’ arm. He would have to stay the night.

“Great,” I said to no one in particular, “Now I have to stay and make sure he will be alright.” I made my way back to my hut, as this was my village, but it meant I would have to take time away from the Guard to ensure Travis made it back to his mom safely.

DAY TWO

“What happened this time?” The morning nurse asked, pulling out Travis’s thick file. They would soon be getting a cup with his name on it, he was there so much.

“She tricked me and I got hurt!” He blurted out as soon as I walked in behind the nurse.

“That’s not what happened. I was put on patrol and came across a creeper. Travis here comes charging and shouting ‘I will showem’!” But it was too late. The Creeper exploded and Travis was standing too close.”

The nurse gave him the stink eye as she wrote this all down. “You are lucky you weren’t too close Travis. You could have been badly hurt. Be thankful it is only burns on your arm.” She whisked away to get more mending supplies.

Smack!

“Ow! What was that for?” He yelled at me, rubbing the back of his head.

“For lying!You ungrateful little brat!” I will admit it, I was angry too. Angry that he put his life in danger like that and acted foolishly.

“You didn’t do nothin’.”

“Oh didn’t I? If I hadn’t shot a padded arrow to push you out of the way, you would have been too close just like what that nurse said.”

Travis rubbed the back of his head, and then wiped away silent tears from his eyes.

“Well, I’m sorry,” his voice cracked, “I just can’t stand by and do nothin’ about my brother. Not when he could still be out there.”

My heart softened, I knew what he was talking about. His older brother, and my best friend John, had disappeared two weeks ago. There had been a sudden increase in Creepers and Endermen when we were on patrol. I turned my back, to ward off an attack, and the next thing I knew, he just vanished. My best friend was gone. I had been immediately hit with pain in my chest from not seeing him. Panic struck and I began searching for him, but had to finish the creepers off on my own. I couldn’t get them all on my own though, not without John. So, I had to retreat and report the attack for reinforcements. John is the third patrol leader to have gone missing in the last month.

I sighed, and scooped up Travis in my arms, careful not to touch his bad arm. He sobbed a little harder. I will have to take him to my house when they let him go, as he and his mother lived a little far from here.

DAY THREE

“I promise I am going to find him.” I kissed Travis on his forehead and hugged him again the following day. They had him stay a second night before letting him come home with me. “But I need you to stay safe. When I find John I want to tell him what a good boy you have been, and that you are safe and sound within the village gates. Okay?”

I poured a spoonful of the healing potion for him just like the nurse advised.

“Okay, take this. It will not fully heal you, but it will begin to fight off any infections and it will numb your arm for the next few hours.”

“Are you really going to tell mom about it?” He took the medicine without complaint. I helped him dress and we left the infirmary.

“No. You are. And you are going to tell her the truth. But there is no getting around this one Travis, especially since the bandages will have to be replaced and the salve reapplied.”

He sighed, and his shoulders sank just as the sun did behind us as we walked the long distance back to his neighboring village, a much smaller village that the guard also protected. That’s how John and I first met.

“Don’t worry; I will sit with you when you tell her. Heck, I will even eat dinner with you guys.”

He perked up a little bit and there was a slight skip in his step now.

“We can split John’s portion of meat.” I laughed a little, trying to lighten the mood.

“Okay. But I get his veggies.”

“You can have them. I don’t them.” Not really, but I knew Travis needed the veggies more than I did because he had more growing to do than I did.

The darkness fell and we finished our way to his door. His mother, Jean, had her eyes on the road on lookout for her youngest son. With her oldest disappearing, she had naturally become more protective of Travis. But with caring for her elderly mother, she couldn’t just pack up and go searching for Travis any time he didn’t come home on time. Jean’s husband had passed away many years ago when Travis and John were young.

This wasn’t going to be a pretty scene…it’s best if you don’t eavesdrop on this one.

DAY FOUR

“You know, his 15th birthday is next month.” Travis reminded me as I visited with him. I had today off from patrol and had stayed the night after the blow up from Jean and the delicious dinner she made me.

“I know. How could I forget, we share the same birthday. That’s why I have to find him before then, so we can celebrate it together.” I smiled, trying to reassure Travis more.

He rubbed his arm a little bit, but didn’t say anything about it bothering him. I finished off the breakfast pastry his mother had given me and got up from his bed.

“I will see you later. I have a few people I need to talk to.”

“Alright.” I roughed up his hair then left, taking my leave and searched out my village leader.

“Master Erio? May I speak with you?” I found him in his garden, tending to his squash. His long grey hair and beard distinguished him as the village leader.

“Yes, what is it Cassie?” He set his plant food down and gave me his fullattention.

“I want to talk to you about forming a search party for John.”

He sighed, “Cassie, we have been through this.”

“No, wait. What if it is just me who goes?”

“A search party of one?”

“Yes.” He stroked his beard thoughtfully at my idea.

“You are the best tracker in the village. Even compared to those who are older than you. And you are closest to him.”

“I am.” My heart thumped, I tried my best to conceal my nerves. I wanted him to say yes so bad!

“Where would you go? And for how long?” He picked up his cutter and we began to stroll back to his house.

“I would start from where he disappeared and determine if he was taken and teleported somewhere, or if he was taken on foot. If he was teleported somewhere then I will need to find a Prismarine shard. They are said to have magical properties.”

“This is dangerous Cassie. You are only fourteen.”

“I have to find John, and I am one of the best members on the Guard.”

He sighed again.

“I guess there is no stopping you, regardless of what I say. Go. You have my blessing to search for John.”

I turned to leave, excited he said yes. But my excitement was short lived.

“Cassie,” I stopped and turned to him.

“Yes, Master Erio?”

“If you cannot find him by your fifteenth birthday, then you must return. No matter what.”

My heart sank. Time was running out before it had even begun.

DAY FIVE

I packed up my few personal items that I managed to keep over the last few years. My parents had both suffered an attack from Herobrine, of which they did not survive. Since then I had been on my own. I joined the village Guard ever since. If I could help save other people from the same fate as my parents, then perhaps I could save other kids like me from becoming orphans.

Thankfully, I lost them at an age where I could join the village Guard.

“Wait!” I heard someone yell out from behind me, as I walked into the bright early sun. It was John’s mom and she had huge sack with her.

“Cassie, wait. I want to give you this.” She handed me a bundle of clothes and a separate bundle of food. Enough food to last me a week if I dispersed it out right. My mouth watered just thinking of her delicious cooking. And I had it all to myself! John would be so jealous. I laughed on the inside.

“Thank you Jean.” I put on a brave face, something I had to do all the time.

“Just do your best to come home with John.”

“I promise. I need you to keep Travis from following me. I can’t have him coming after me especially because I cannot guarantee his safety while I am out there.”

“I promise I will keep him here.”

Jean hugged me, a warm loving hug of a mother. I would always forever miss my mother’s hugs, but Jean’s did just fine when I needed a hug. Grateful for the food and love she provided, I bade farewell and headed off in the direction where I last saw John.

I was on a clock now, we only had 26 days until our birthday; I had to get him home before then.

Since we had met, I never had celebrated a birthday without him, and I wasn’t going to start now.

When I was soon out of sight of Jean, I whistled loudly and waited for my pet ocelot to appear. No one knew I had tamed him, except for John of course. Within moments Osci showed up, poking her small head out from under a bush.

“Come on Osci. We have a mission to go on. We must find John.” She yipped and meowed in pleasure at the mission. It had been a while since it was just her and I on a trip. We mostly had at least John and one other Guard member with us on missions. During those times, Osci would stay out of sight.

I took out an old shirt of John’s, one his mother hadn’t had the heart to launder yet, and held it up to Osci to sniff.

It didn’t take long before we reached his site of his disappearance. I decided to camp here and start fresh in the morning. Setting up camp was easy. I found a nearby tree and strung up my food in an extra pillow case and threw it into a hammock high in the trees. I left my clothes pack at the base of the tree, because let’s face it, sleeping with one wasn’t easy so neither would changing in one be. Tonight, hopefully I would sleep peacefully.

DAY SIX

“Silly spiders!” I yelled at the silent air. As I slept in the night they had come and trashed my camp. It woke me just after the crack of dawn had passed.

“Lucky for me I sleep with my food, so at least that wasn’t ruined.” I was happy my food had been safe, but upset that my clothes had spider gunk on them now.

But how had they crept up so silently without me noticing? I know I was asleep, but still, I was trained to be alert even when I was asleep. Sort of like, sleeping with one eye open. Were my skills slipping and I becoming a useless Guard?

“Hmm. Something doesn’t seem right here. Really, how was it that I couldn’t hear them rummaging through my things for food? On the day John was attacked, he hadn’t even cried out for help or anything.” Osci rubbed against my leg affectionately.

“That means, he didn’t know what was happening when it was happening either. He was taken by surprise, maybe he didn’t even know he had been taken till he turned around and saw I wasn’t there…that he wasn’t there.

Climbing down the tree I had camped out in, I reached for my morning snack as I began to track what had taken place in the camp. I circled around, quickly finding both mine and Osci’s tracks, but not the spiders.

“There are no tracks. Just mine.” That means they were teleported here. I walked back out of the clearing, and searched for any other prints outside of it. None.

“But why? why this spot?” I quickly packed my things and called for Osci. She appeared right away and began sniffing out the camp site area for John’s scent. Granted, it had been a few weeks so his scent may be faded, but I trusted she would pick him up.

“What is it girl?” I asked when she yowled her findings. Osci swiped at John’s shirt and then ran in a circle around the last spot I had seen John.

“So he was teleported out of here. They didn’t drag him off somewhere.” Great. You know what that means.

I sighed, this mission just got a whole lot harder.

“Okay then, off to find the Prismarine shard. Osci, lead the way to the ocean please.” She sniffed out the air, and began walking south of our location, away from the mountains.

It took all day to finally reach the sea side, but it was here I knew I would reach my next challenge, one that could claim my life.

In order to obtain a Prismarine shard, I would have to defeat a Guardian. I dreaded having to fight a Guardian. They were mean, nasty, giant fish…thingy. Known as a hostile mob, I definitely didn’t want to have to deal with one. Especially as fish weren’t my favorite animal to eat. But none of that was here nor there. What mattered is sucking my issues with gross fish and get the shard John needed me to.

DAY SEVEN

“How am I even going to get the attention of one? They are usually a little further out in the deeper waters.” Looking around, I spotted some driftwood in the distance. Perhaps I could build a small raft.

“Come on Osci, let’s go over there to the drift wood.”

As luck would have it, I also saw a lone beach tree out further in the distance, down the beach side. Good place to rest.

“That would work better than driftwood. But it is farther. Well, I guess it doesn’t matter where I enter the ocean from, now does it?”

Osci yowled in response before bounding away to the tide pools. She was hungry and planned on fishing out the little fish in there. And so, I started my lengthy walk to the tree. My thoughts wondered back to John. I hope he is okay, wherever he is. I hope he has food, and shelter and goodness I hope he has a warm bed to sleep in and dry clothes that fit him. He was sprouting up like there was no tomorrow.

I reached it at lunch time, good thing too because I was starving. I was so hungry, my stomach started growling and Osci though it was a stray wolf coming to eat us. So I sat and ate more of the food Jean provided but I wasn’t portioning out the food right. I would have to start fishing soon. Yuck!

“Okay, I am going to rest, cut down this tree and then build myself a raft.” That sounded pretty easy right? Just do a few chop, chop, chops and then a few cuts and slices…right?

Three hours later.

Yea, it wasn’t as easy as I had thought it would be. This tree was tough. It broke my iron axe, I wasn’t even going to try my wooden axe and so all I had left was my prized diamond axe.

“I hope this does the trick!” I swung hard, feeling the muscles in my shoulder blade ache from all the chopping I had already attempted. The blade hit the tree, and finally made a notch in the wood.

“Yes! Woo hoo!” I was so happy I finally made a nick in the wood, but suddenly discouraged with how long it was going to take for me to really get the tree down.

“Okay, time for real work.” I groaned.

It took the rest of the day and ALL night to finally get the tree chopped down!

“That’s it Osci. I am going to sleep now, don’t wake me unless we are under attack.” By this time the moon had already rose and now began its descent. I didn’t care, I was too tired.

DAY EIGHT

The bright morning sun woke me, and my mission to save John fueled my getting up. My whole body hurt. EVERYWHERE. My arms, legs, shoulders, knees, back…even my butt muscles hurt from the hard work yesterday and my food stores were now gone between Osci and me.

“Okay, come Cassie. We have to get up and keep looking for John.” I encouraged myself.

“Okay.” I answered myself. Osci came and licked my face. She had brought me two large fish to cook for the two of us. At this point I was too tired, sore and hungry to complain. On the contrary, I was super grateful she brought us food.

“Wow! Thanks Osci!” I cooked the fish as quickly as my arms would let me, salting it with ice-plant juice. It wasn’t the best but definitely better than nothing. It also went well with the last of the cheese I had left over from Jean’s supplies she gave me.

Feeling refreshed, did morning stretches to loosen my muscles. They were definitely going to hate me after today. I gathered my diamond hatchet and began work on carving out an outrigger.

I was about halfway finished with the outrigger when Osci began growing. Chills went up my spine at a slow crawl, with each hair sticking on end as the chill made its way up. I turned and to my horror there were Creepers advancing on me. Three of them.

“No! How did I not hear them?” I yelled at myself, how could I have been so careless? This was why John was gone. Because I was no longer fit to be a Guard.

“I can’t worry about that now.” I quickly grabbed my weapons and began shooting at the Creepers. My arrow hit the closest one and he immediately exploded. Sadly, he wasn’t close enough to the other two to take them out.

Taking out my throwing knives, I hit one straight in the body and the other in the arm only. The first one exploded and the second only got angry.

“Alright, two down, one to go.” The creeper made a screech-cry as it advanced on me, but while doing so it gave me the perfect opportunity to shoot another arrow.

Bulls eye!

I jumped out of the blast radius just in time before getting burned.

“Whew! A few more moments and I would have ended up like Travis.”

I noted the similarities among the attacks. All of them had been silent. But why?

“I need that shard. I need its magic.”

I set to finishing the outrigger with a vigorous determination. Ignoring the protests from my muscles. All the while John’s face kept flashing in my mind. Instead of a raft, I began hollowing out the inside of the tree to make an outrigger. I used its branches and the driftwood I found to attach the balancing wood, also known as the Ama, or leaf of the outrigger.

I finished late in the night again, but this time it wasn’t as late as last night. This time I cooked the squid that Osci fished out for us from the tide pools. It had gotten stuck there once the tide went out. Lucky for us, I like the taste of squid. Osci and I snuggled into the long seat area of the outrigger, using it as a makeshift bed.

“Tomorrow Osci. We will take the outrigger out into the ocean, and search out a Guardian to destroy. Once we get that shard, hopefully we will know next what to do.” I felt nervous for my upcoming challenge, but determined to save John.

Sleep took me fast, but my dreams were restless and plagued with my possible failure in finding John. What if I couldn’t do it? What if I don’t make it tomorrow just trying to get the shard? I hoped for both our sakes that I did not fail, and that the shard would be able to provide my long awaited answers. Tomorrow, I would get the shard. I had to.

DAY NINE

Tomorrow came with a big bang right in the head. Osci had to throw a rock at me just to wake me up. Again, my body ached from all the hard work I had done over the last two days.

“I’m up! I’m up, what is it?” She yowled and circled our food. It was time to get up, eat, and head out to sea, is what Osci was trying to tell me. She missed John too and all the treats he used to give her.

“Did you get breakfast?” I asked my beautifully spotted ocelot. She nodded and presented the fish she had caught earlier that morning. I was getting a little tired of fish, but hey, what else was I going to eat when next to the sea? The squid was a treat, a break from fish. Break time over.

As the sun slowly peaked over the ocean, and whispered a hello to me, I pushed my outrigger into the ocean, silently wishing this wasn’t going to be too hard. But it was a Guardian!

“Okay. Are you coming?” I asked Osci. It was more like a demand rather than arequest.

Osci growled but reluctantly jumped in with me. I waited an hour before I spoke to her again, just to ensure we were well away from the shore, so she couldn’t change her mind once out on the open sea.

“I have a plan…and you are not going to like it.” Bending down I whispered it to her as through the sea air would travel my secrets to listening ears. Of course she screeched and yowled, complaining about what I’ve asked her to do. But now there was nothing she could do about it. I know it seems mean to manipulate her into coming, but what ocelot would willingly jumped into the water? Let alone sea water where there are so many bigger things below you that can eat you?

Slowly but surely I continued paddling our way out into the deep blue.

Smack!

Something hit the bottom of the boat. Maybe I wouldn’t have to wait too long.

Suddenly an Elder Guardian jumped out of the water and headed straight towards me. I took this opportunity to enact my plan. I wasn’t planning on an Elder Guardian, but sure, I can be flexible.

“Now Osci!” I grabbed my diamond sword, held my breath and dove into the mouth of the Elder Guardian as it descended upon me. It crashed into the ocean and dove with me in its belly, deep into the water. It moved slower now though, from my newly added weight.

I counted…1…2…3…

Slice! Slice!

The Elder guardian began thrashing about, with me still in its gut. I knew Osci had done her part of the plan by jumping in after the large fish and slashed its gills.

Using her outside attack, I stuck my sword through the gut and sliced a gash out of the Elder Guardian. My lungs began to burn. If I didn’t hurry, I would drown in here.

Pushing my way through the fat layers of the fish I finally emerged and swam for the surface as fast as I could.

“Ah!” I gasped as I struggled to gulp as much air as possible. Osci yowled in concern for me, drenched from ear to tail and climbing back into the outrigger herself. Up floated my hard earned Prismarine Shard. I kissed it. I was so happy.

“Ew, gross,” it tasted like fish gut. I wouldn’t be able to eat fish for a long time after this experience. I swam back to the outrigger, where Osci scowled at me now, upset I made her jump in after me like that and upset she had to get wet with sea water.

“Gee, I am so sorry we weren’t chasing a river dolphin in fresh water for you.”

My body muscles burned, trying to get back into the outrigger. I dreaded the thought of paddling all the way back to the beach. I was already so sore from making the darn thing and then paddling out all this way. To go back though? I wasn’t sure if I could make it.

“Uhg, I wish I was just there already.” And suddenly, there we were, outrigger and all. Both Osci and I were still wet, but there we sat in the outrigger on the beach as though it hadn’t moved from that one spot all day.

“Whoa.”

Stunned, and very tired, I puffed up my belongings and went to sleep.

Wow, the shard had transported me there, just at my one thought. But, before I knew it, my mind went blank. The battle had tired me out and sweet sleep took over…

DAY TEN

I awoke before the sun even had a chance to say hello. The shard had transported me to the beach after I had thought about going, so maybe it could also lead me to John. But it had also transported the outrigger…so clearly it also takes with me anything I am touching.

“Good to know. Okay Osci, let’s gather our stuff together.” I gathered up my gear, ate a quick breakfast of just bread….there was no way I was going to eat nasty fish again. Yuck. After eating I broke apart the outrigger and made some wooden weapons to have on hand, just in case. A girl couldn’t have too many weapons to help keep her safe.

My heart twinged. I missed John. And I missed home with that little brat of a brother of his, Travis. Here I was all alone, again. Another reason why I had joined the Guard, so I wouldn’t have to be alone so much. I sighed, I guess solitude is something I should get used too.

Maybe not too used to. My heart pounded, in just a few minutes I could have my best friend back and with 21 days to spare till our special day.

Breathing out sharply, I held the shard up with one hand and Osci with the other.

“Alright Osci, here we go,” she yowled, not happy at being held. I envisioned John’s face and wished I was standing right next to him.

I felt nothing. One moment we were standing on the beach and the next we were in some sort of a cave-dungeon place. But John was nowhere to be seen.

“Well, maybe it’s a design flaw. It cannot take us to people but to the closest environment to them.”

Then it clicked.

“Oh, maybe that is why the spiders and Creeper attack happened in the same spots, because they couldn’t teleport to people, but to places. Darn, I was hoping my searching was over. But from the looks of it I will have to search him out here. I guess that’s better than searching the whole word. I narrowed it done.”

A terrifying screech sounded off right behind me. My neck hairs instantly stood on edge and a chill didn’t just creep up my spine, but ran up it.

I turned and withdrew my weapons in one fluid moment, only to come face to face with an Enderman. He swiped at me with his creepily long left arm, I dodged it and sliced it off, but I wasn’t fast enough to miss his right arm.

Osci screamed from behind the Enderman, thrashing her claws at him, but it was too late. I had already been struck.

His powerful strike hit me straight on in the head, and it was lights out. I didn’t even have time to think of John as my body fell to the ground.

 

 

 

 

About the Author

Mark Mulle is a passionate Minecraft gamer who writes game guides, short stories, and novels about the Minecraft universe. He has been exploring, building, and fighting in the game ever since its launch, and he often uses in-game experiences for inspiration on creating the best fiction for fellow fans of the game. He works as a professional writer and splits his time between gaming, reading, and storytelling, three hobbies and lifelong passions that he attributes to a love of roleplaying, a pursuit of challenging new perspectives, and a visceral enjoyment the vast worlds that imagination has to offer. His favorite thing to do, after a long day of creating worlds both on and off the online gaming community, is to relax with his dog, Herobrine, and to unwind with a good book. His favorite authors include Stephen King, Richard A. Knaak, George R. R. Martin, and R. A. Salvatore, whose fantasy works he grew up reading or is currently reading. Just like in Minecraft, Mark always strives to level up, so to speak, so that he can improve his skills and continue to surprise his audience. He prefers to play massive multiplayer online games but often spends time in those games fighting monsters one on one and going solo against the toughest mobs and bosses he can manage to topple. In every game, his signature character build is a male who focuses mostly on crafting weapons and enchanting, and in every battle, he always brings a one hander sword and a shield with as much magical attributes as he can pour into them. Because he always plays alone, he likes to use his game guides to share all the secrets and knowledge he gains, and who know—he may have snuck some information into his fiction as well. Keep an eye out for his next book!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Book One: The Tale of a Hero

Book Two: The Unfinished Game

Book Three: The Endings and Beginnings of a Legend

 

The Obsidian Chronicles Trilogy

The Obsidian Chronicles, Book One: Ender Rain

The Obsidian Chronicles, Book Two: Hell and Back

The Obsidian Chronicles, Book Three: Of Dragons and Demons

 

The Doppelganger Trilogy

The Doppelganger, Book One: Steve’s Chance

The Doppelganger, Book Two: Steve vs. Herobrine

The Doppelganger, Book Three: The Ender Dragon Reborn

 

The Cult Trilogy

The Cult, Part One

The Cult, Part Two

The Cult, Part Three

 

The Legend: The Mystery of Herobrine Trilogy

Book One: The Start of the Quest

Book Two: The Truth about the Myth

Book Three: Herobrine versus the World

 

The Dragon’s Mountain Trilogy

Book One: Attacked by the Griefers

Book Two: The Hidden Village

Book Three: The White Mobs

 

The Temple of Destruction Trilogy

Book One: The Lost Treasures

Book Two: The Curse

Book Three: Notch versus Herobrine

 

Books in The Enemy’s Revenge Trilogy

Book One: Ghost Sightings

Book Two: Kidnapped

Book Three: To The End World

 

Attack of the Overworld Trilogy

Book One: Finding Herobrine

Book Two: Finding Steve

Book Three: The Final Mine

 

 


The Village Guard Diaries, Book 1: The Search for John

GENRE: Children’s Adventure (An Unofficial Minecraft Book for Kids Ages 9 - 12 (Preteen) Cassie never expected to be going on a lone mission to find her best friend John, but when he mysteriously disappears from right next to her on a routine patrol mission with the Guards, with no trace of his whereabouts, she suddenly find herself packing her things and headed towards where John might be. The village master has given her his blessing, but on the condition that she return—no matter what— by her 15th birthday. Join Cassie on her adventure, as she battles spiders, creepers and other enemies to find a Prismarine Shard, the one thing that can help her find John. Author’s Note: This short story is for your reading pleasure. The characters in this "Minecraft Adventure Series" such as Steve, Endermen or Herobrine...etc are based on the Minecraft Game coming from Minecraft ®/TM & © 2009-2013 Mojang / Notch

  • ISBN: 9781311792969
  • Author: Mark Mulle
  • Published: 2016-06-03 11:05:08
  • Words: 6074
The Village Guard Diaries, Book 1: The Search for John The Village Guard Diaries, Book 1: The Search for John