Crafting My Family

by Lightstruck

Rating: everyone
Tags: Sad, Random, Adventure, Crossover
Length: 4294

This is the story of a Minecraft world corrupt. Follow Lightstruck on her journey to find out what it means to have something worth dying for.

*Whew, finally an update!*
I have made changes throughout the story!

You load a new world in Minecraft, oops it crashed. Oh well time to make another, but let's find out why it crashed.
This is the story of an emotionally unstable unicorn spawned and raised in Minecraft. Can she save her world or will it crumble beneath her? How will she handle herself in the face of danger? Will she fight or break down? Follow her plight as she finds why she is the way she is and what is responsible.

First fanfic so please be easy, however, tell it as it is. I messed up let me know, plot errors, grammar and spelling, I will take it all and fix. But let me know what it is first.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2017-01-22 05:36:29 UTC

Spawn

                           -Spawn-

"What do you mean it got away?" an echoing voice demanded.

"Well if you would have told me it was that powerful it wouldn't have. I was not ready for it," came a fruity voice.

"For being the god of chaos you sure couldn't handle one little player."

"Oh please, I found this world after playing with Lunas' things. It's no wonder that I was unprepared but I did have some fun at least, oh yes."

"Fun, fun, what do you mean fun? How could you have fun with that thing now loose in the world."

"While I couldn't destroy it I did manage to unhook it from its master. It's all alone now, alone and lost."

"For your sake Discord, it better be."

"Or what bright eyes, you can't even hurt me. I'm the god of chaos remember."

"Whatever just help me get rid of it."

......

I awoke on my side in the middle of a grassy field. I couldn't see much, just bright light, and I could feel the grass against my fur. As my vision and consciousness started to come about, I tried to stand up. That was proving to be difficult as my legs didn't want to move as they were told. Wobbling to my hooves I was able to take in my surroundings.

The rolling fields of green grass were expansive and plentiful with the occasional tree. Over to my left was a pool of water about two blocks deep with a stone bottom. To my right was a forest off in the distance with signs of snow next to it. In the far reach behind me was another forest with tall mountains behind it.

Walking (more like stumbling) over to the water, I fell in a previously undiscovered hole straight into the water. Thankfully it was only a block deep here and I was only just breaking the surface with my head. The water however was a nice cool temperature. I began to lap up the water as fast as I could, being quite thirsty all of the sudden. After I had gotten my fill of water I gazed down wondering why it was such a shade of blue, and in it I saw my reflection. Looking intently back at me as I did to it was a small brown unicorn filly. The mane was a dark green with a light green highlight through the center. Looking over myself I saw that no cutie mark existed, great something else for me to worry about, but it was not important right now.

I scanned the little pool and noticed that there was no way out. I couldn't climb out as the walls around the pool were just too high. Pounding my hoof against the dirt that made the wall, it formed a few cracks. I stopped and the cracks vanished, leaving the block completely unblemished. Knocking it again with my fore hoof, I noticed that the cracks once again appeared. This time I tried to see if I could destroy the block, so I hit it over and over until it vanished leaving behind a miniature rotating version of itself. Upon closer inspection, the block flew to me and disappeared with a small pop. I turned and waded through the water as fast as I could to the other side. Thank goodness the water was shallow along this edge. Looking back to the block I had broken I noticed that it was gone and so was the little one, but somehow I could still feel it. Now I just wanted out of this water and some explanations. I was thinking about the dirt I had broken and what might have made it spin. The dirt popped into view in front of me wrapped in an orange glow. Moving to run from it again, this time it moved as well, in front of me. I looked up to see if it was being held by somepony but there was nopony there. That's when I caught what little bit of my horn that I could see, glowing the same color as on the block. Reaching up a hoof, I tapped on my horn. When my hoof contacted the bone my vision changed to something completely different. I saw nothing but gray and 36 squares at the bottom of my view, along with four that had random shapes in them in the top left, and another square of four but with an arrow pointing at another one in the top right. In one of those boxes I saw that piece of dirt. It was in the first box of the bottom left but was outlined in a slightly lighter shade of grey.

Shaking my head the world returned to normal but there was that dirt block still floating there. Wading back over to the hole I started hitting the block above the one I broke earlier and it too broke into a smaller one. Working on the block behind the top block I made a sort of staircase out of the water I had been trapped in. Climbing up and out of the pool, I shook my coat dry and went over to a close by tree for some shade. As I was sitting underneath the branches of this large tree, I wondered if I could see those boxes again. This time all it took was the thought of those boxes to be able to see them. As I studied the boxes I saw something had changed. Now the box with the dirt had a ‘3’ next to the block.

So when I broke those dirt blocks I somehow collected them. I thought to myself. Now how do I get out, suddenly I was in the regular world again. So it works based on thought, I made a mental note of this and moved on. Something caught my attention out of the corner of my eye. I turned my head to see what it was, it was red and kind of round, rotating just like the blocks did. Getting back to my hooves I made my way over to it. As expected as I drew close to it, it flew into the place with the squares to join the dirt I had previously broken. Thinking about what it could be, it took place of the dirt block.

'Well it's a good thing I'm a unicorn otherwise it might be difficult with all of these thought controlled processes,' I thought to myself.

When I think about the 'item' it becomes the one I see. When I think about the storage space or inventory, it appears. So that may make things a bit easier and at least I have some food, not much, but some. "Wait," I said to myself, “If that came from the tree, maybe I can get more." Against my better judgment, I started knocking on the bottom block of the tree. When it falls I can salvage some of it, hopefully. The cracks grew larger and larger until it broke. When I anticipated the crash it never happened. Opening my eyes I saw a massive tree just hovering there, defying all physics. "Well that's just great, now what?" I thought about the 'inventory' and looked through it. Maybe there's something that can help me, I thought. Now three squares had something in them the dirt, the apple, and a chunk of wood. 'OH, what if I could split the wood.' As if on cue the wood block moved into the four squares located in the top right. This time the box to right of arrow now had what looked like lumber and a 4 next to them. I don't know how, but this 'inventory' just keeps getting more and more odd but useful. Taking the planks I started to ponder how big of an object I could make with this new feature. Also disappearing the planks were apparently split into the four boxes next to the arrow. The item displayed next to them was what resembled a work bench. This time something I missed caught my attention the item I thought about would have its name above it. This one’s was Crafting Table; it was an orangeish-tan with a 3x3 grid on the top and tools along the sides. With that in my inventory I snapped back to the real world. Now I had an apple, three pieces of dirt, and a crafting table. Finding this system useful and for the need of some food as well I finally began tearing down the tree.

After collecting fifty four pieces of oak wood, they were called, I had also collected an additional three apples. But what puzzled me still was what these small trees were. They were called saplings by the inventory but I do not know what they do and I had gotten fifteen of them to boot. By this time the sun had started to reach the horizon and it was growing dark fast. Across the field from me I spotted a black short figure. It was really wide about two blocks and short about one block tall. As it turned by the looks of it, it had many legs and glowing eyes, a lot of them. Without warning I heard a low groan from behind me. Spinning quickly on the spot I saw a stallion who was a sickening shade of green along with a black mane and tail. He had no cutie mark and patches of his coat were balding, exposing the rotting flesh beneath. He was slowly walking towards me in turn causing me to turn tail and bail. What was extremely unfortunate for me is that by the time I could no longer run I had gotten to a very mountainous area. With my stomach rumbling and no sign of anything strange I brought the apples out. As I finished the last one I heard a loud hiss, and as I turned and saw a tall greenish pillar looking creature. It exploded, throwing me high and far. The last thing I remember is bouncing off the ceiling landing on my stomach, on an outcrop inaccessible to anything where I immediately passed out.

The Next Morning

-- The Next Morning –

I awoke the next morning feeling quite miserable and hungry. When my senses finally caught up with me I realized that in the bottom of my vision, offset to the left of the center, was a row of ten, black, heart shaped impressions. What had truly caught my attention to this was the simple fact that the bar was moving in short waves, practically vibrating in place. The first heart shaped impression was half filled with a red pixelated heart and what looked like a short line in the middle of it, giving it an angry expression. On the right side of that was another bar made of ten hams, several of which were empty. Either this is convenient or very bad, as I am hungry and by the looks of it, pretty much dead.

Once again standing was difficult. This time it was the exhaustion, not the fact of appearing in whatever this world is. Making my way to the ledge carefully, as to not provoke any accidents, I looked around for anything that might stick out. Other than the crater fifteen blocks below me, there was noth-, oh what’s that. Just at the edge of my line of sight was what looked like a house made of stone and wood. All I knew is that I had to get there and fast or things might not end well for me. Taking the dirt I had and a few extras that had been torn up and flung with me I started to see if I could use it to get down. To my great surprise it not only was useful but sturdy, relatively safe, and with a flick of my hoof they attached to the wall too. In a couple of minutes I was back on level ground and trudging over to see if I could get help. Using the mental map I had made I was ‘fast’ approaching my goal. As it turns out it was a whole slew of buildings with farms and ponies scattered about doing the assuming usual things they must do. The biggest worry of mine was there standing in the center of this village, a giant metallic statue with long arms, short legs, built body, and what appeared to be some vines growing from it. None of that bothered me, it was the plain simple fact that it was roaming the paths and towards me. I didn’t see what happened next but I was told it went something like this.

As I had wandered into town, the Iron Golem, it’s called, picked up my distress signs and came over to protect me. When it had gotten there I had already collapsed and lost consciousness. As there were no enemies around it picked me up and took me over to a grey church like building made of cobblestone. From what I heard around town, the golem had hit the wall next to the door hard enough to shatter the block it had hit trying to get the owners attention. The owner opened the door and had levitated me inside thanking the golem who just nodded and went back to patrolling. Once inside I was inspected by the village priest, who also doubled as the village doctor as well, explaining why the golem had brought me here. I was then given a couple bowls of Mushroom Stew, by which were gently poured in my mouth. After which I was levitated onto her back and I had curled up into her fur for the warmth she provided, she took me to a separate room in the house and placed me in the guest bed at which point the mare had noticed as she was leaving that I was clutching for the warmth I had just briefly known. She tapped a hoof to her chin and went to a chest at the foot of the bed and opened it. From said chest she pulled out a little stuffed pony. It was a grey mare with a jet black mane and tail, her cutie mark was a purple treble cleft. Around her neck was a pink bow attached by white ribbon. With a little smile she placed it into my hooves which I quickly pulled close to me.

This time I awoke feeling refreshed, full, and healthy, but slightly confused as to why I was in a bed. As I sat up this maroon mare with a faded yellow mane and tail, and a big pair of blue glasses upon her muzzle entered the room. With a big smile she closed the gap and began to speak.

“Ahh good, you’re awake. Just in time for dawn too.” She said with huge relief. “Oh, I’m sorry my name is Care Taker. I am the village doctor, the uh, gentleman who brought you here’s name is Big Iron. I looked through the window close to the bed and saw him with one arm extended toward another pony with a rose in his hand. As the pony took the rose, they nuzzled his hand in a sign of gratitude. He just nodded and walked off once again. Looking back to the mare in front of me she had seen the whole event too. “He doesn’t do that often, but it is not uncommon. He does it to show he means the pony villagers no harm. Oh, in a bit we need to go somewhere” She said.

“Miss uh Taker was it?” She nodded softly. “What happened?”

“Well I’m not entirely sure, when you were brought here from wherever you came from, I had not seen anything that happened.”

“Oh, ok then.”

“So where did you come from little one?”

“I-uh-I, I don’t know, I woke up in the middle of the plains yesterday. I don’t remember anything before that, nothing.”

“Oh you poor thing, well I want to take you to somepony who can look after you while we search for your parents.”

“Couldn’t I just stay with you?” I asked.

“I’m sorry little uh, what was your name dear?”

“It’s uhhh, Lightstruck, I think.” I puzzled as I hopped off of the bed onto the wooden floor.

“Well I’m sorry Lightstruck but I can’t, I truly am. But I know a great pony that’d be more than happy to look after you. You’ll love her, promise. I leave my little filly with her when I have things to do or ponies to meet. Huh,” she looked between her fore legs to a little vivid purple pegasus filly that I hadn’t seen enter. Looking back at me she continued, “Speaking of little fillies this is Mystery Fix.”

The 'little filly' slowly approached me with a look of great curiosity. As she got to within a couple of hooves from me she lifted her forehoof. BOP, she poked me on the nose then immediately turned tail and ran back to her mother, looking back at me from her spot behind her mother’s front legs.

“Uh, hi,” I said with a bit of confusion as I continued to stare at her. For reasons unbeknownst to me we had locked eyes and I couldn’t look away.

“H-hi,” the filly said back, stuttering as she finally looked away.

“Hmm, she isn’t usually like this. Normally she takes forever just to walk into the same room as somepony new,” Care Taker stated with the same confusion as I had. “Mystery we’re going to Miss Fields’ house, do you want to come along?”

She shook her tail and replied, “Oh yes please!”

“I don’t know what has gotten into you today Mystery.”

“I have a new friend momma!”

“You barely even know her kitten, how do you know she’s going to be around that long?”

Mystery jumped up on her mother’s back with help from her tiny wings. She looked over to me for a couple of seconds before breaking into a huge smile. She then looked to her mother who was looking over her shoulder at the filly, “She’s going to be around a long while.”

“When you get like this even I don’t trust you, and I’m your mother. I’m starting to think you can see the future. First, you didn’t like your father before he, he passed. Then I hear you waiting for a new pony to move in before Molten Forge moved into town and now this.”

“Momma you’re silly, nopony can see the future. I’m just lucky I guess,” she said as she once again looked at me with those big, shallow lavender eyes.

“Uh huh, well we better go. We don’t want to waste too much time. Come on Lightstruck.”

After a brief trot down the gravel road I noticed that the village was right in the middle of a forest next to the mountains and the plains out in the distance. Maybe it was the ponies in the village but there didn’t seem to be a lot of trees in town maybe two or three in total. It kind of made sense since the village was made of wood, had to come from somewhere. Although there seemed to be more houses than this space cleared out would have supported. I was about to ask about it when Miss Taker answered for me.

“The trees were replanted from the saplings they drop; the area that was cut down was pretty large. I did most of the planting myself as I was pregnant with little Mystery at the time.”

“Oh, I was wondering about the quantity of wood used to be able to make this village. It looked too large to have only this area cleared,” I stated casually.

Once again I found myself under the stare of these two ponies. “Your parents must have been in construction,” Care Taker said as she shook her head. "Anyways, we're here, Miss Fields' house. You know when I think about it you kind of look like her."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"You'll see," she grinned as she knocked on the door.

"Who is it," came a soft voice, almost as if it were fragile.

"Wheat, it's Care Taker. I have sort of a large sized favor to ask you."

"Well come on in," she said. "So what can I do for you."

At first sight I was floored, she had shoulder length light green mane that was shining in the light as well as a light brown, almost tan, coat. She had dark yellow eyes and a planting bed for a cutie mark. "Wow, you're pretty," I blurted stupidly.

She looked down at me having just noticed me. "Well thank you, and you are?"

"I'm Lightstruck."

"Well little pony, where are you from?"

"She doesn't seem to have any idea. Lightstruck said she woke up in the plains biome yesterday and nothing before that," Care Taker chimed in. "Before we fully go into that I want to go check on somethings and maybe figure out where she's from. Can you watch these little ponies while I'm gone?"

"Yeah sure, I guess. You won't be long will you?"

"No, it shouldn't take that long but at least a couple hours. But definitely not more than that."

"Ok, well go find out what you need to. They'll be here until you come back."

"Goodbye momma, come back soon."

"I will so be good for Miss Fields, ok? That goes for you too Lightstruck."

"Ok momma."

"Yes Miss Taker."

"So Lightstruck, she said you woke up in the plains biome. What happened from there, not beforehoof."

"Well I got some wooden and some apples. Then remember running from this weird looking stallion. He looked…dead," I said with a shiver.

"So you already met a zombie, you poor thing," she said with the tenderness of a mother with her foal.

"I ran until I couldn't run anymore, when I had reached a little mountainous area. That's when I had gotten blown up. The only thing I really remember is turning around after hearing a hissing. I saw this tall green thing with four feet at the bottom. Then I was flung into a rock ceiling. In the morning I walked to the first house I could see, which was yours appearently."

"Oh my poor little filly, If we find your parents we are going to teach them a thing or two, guaranteed. If we don't find them ... well we'll think of something. Till then you can stay with me, is that ok?"

"But I thought I was staying with Miss Taker?"

"Well she already has a little filly to watch after, and she's a doctor. Her day is pretty full, but my job doesnt require much time so i have a lot of time free to spend with you. It makes sense, which is one of the reasons she came to me."

"Oh," I sighed as my ears drooped.

"L-Lightstruck," Mystery hesitated, finally saying something. "L-Look momma gets really busy sometimes. Sh-she loves me very much I know but she still has trouble now and again even with me. But Miss fields is always there to help when she needs it. Miss fields is a really good pony, and I love her just a bit less than momma."

"I agree with Mystery Fix, she's busy a lot and I have room and time. You know, if you want."

I looked at Miss fields who had on a fragile smile as if praying silently that i just didn't hate her. I looked to Mystery Fix who was contentedly staring at me. It was unnerving to say the least, but if I was brought here by a doctor then it must be ok. I took a few tentative steps towards Miss fields before giving in wholeheartedly then going and nuzzling her foreleg. I heard her breath a small sigh of relief as I did so.

"Miss Fields, what does your cutie mark mean?" I questioned pointing to the planting bed on her flank.

"Oh, I'm a farmer. More in particular I work with wheat. But the cutie mark is for my talent, whenever I'm near wheat farms my emotions affect how they grow. If I'm happy they grow tall and quick, if I'm sad they don't do so well they start to wilt. But that's been a long time since I've been sad enough to cause that. Last time it happened the whole village was eating carrots and potatoes for a week," she explained.

"Awww, but what caused you to be that sad? If you don't mind me asking."

"I don't mind since I've come to terms with it years ago. One night a zombie knocked down the door to my parents house and got both of them. It took me a long time to get over the fact they were gone. Much longer than the week of food shortages I was causing. But her mother," she said pointing to Mystery, "She really helped me through it. She even did some research on how to bring a pony back from being a zombie."

"Wait, she found a way?"

A little startled by the sudden out burst, she started, "Yes she did, but there was a complication to the matter. My parents burned in the light as we tried to cure them."

"Oh, I'm so sorry."

"Well don't be too sorry, at least now I know their suffering is over. So, on a lighter note who's hungry?" she said with a bright smile.

Breaking The News

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Self-Shaming

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Back to the Village

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Lessons

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Home

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It Begins

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Where Good Things Go Wrong

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Family Issues

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A Whole New World

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Setting the Foundation

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Levels of Paxels

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A Long Walk

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Building Bridges

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Surprises Surprises

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Dreams Do Come True

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Tracks of the Trade

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Another Check

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