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Herrow, Trident here, I've decided to write another story about MC. This story, is about Minecraft's most feared creature, HEROBRINE. It'll be a longer than the APOCALYPSE story, and I'll put it in chapters. ENJOY!! <3
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Chapter 1- A Creature of the NIGHT:
Steve threw his covers over. It was a night for action, to help his fellow villagers in fighting the monsters of the Forest Perilous. He took out old, rusted iron armor, much unlike the Head Warrior's stunning diamond set. Steve grabbed his diamond sword, somewhat polished.
As the crickets chirped the midnight song, he stealthily crossed the village borders. Watching, waiting, crouching, flinching, and listening deep,he crept into the eerie woods. ERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
As quick as lightning, Steve thrust his sword out. A miss. A zombie menacingly strode up to him. He swung again. Of course, the crafty ol' zombie dodged it, and moved in, ready to bite. Steve recalled his first sword lesson, and faked a swing. Catching the zombie off guard, he stabbed the zombie in the stomach. With a dying wail, the zombie vanished into the night.
He crept through the woods again. The bushes rustled. Steve raised his diamond sword. A warrior emerged from the shrubs.
"Yo, Steve, watcha doing here? You ain't usually here. Mostly in ya bed, the soft life eh? Finally come to help the community?"
Steve bowed his head and replied somberly, "Yes, I've come to help."
"That's good, come, let's patrol together."
In a few more hours, after intense monster fighting, they came to a small village, surrounded by zombies.
"Stay back, we can't help 'em, too many"
Ignoring his peer, Steve rushed forward, determined to fight.
"YO! GET BACK HERE!!!"
Steve swung, rolled, dodged, stabbed, faked, slashed, rolled, jumped, missed, swiped, swung, dodged, and faked.
"Erg, what a fool!" cried the warrior, facepalmed, and joined the fight.
In a matter of minutes, they cleared the scene, however, suffering a few wounds.
The villagers thanked them, and provided care and shelter for the night.
When Steve was drifting off to sleep, he overheard their conversation, of an eerie creature of the night.
For some reason, Steve slept till the next night, the village, in flames. He jumped up, grabbed his sword, and rushed outside. Blazes hovered in the sky, launching attack after attack. Steve howled in rage, and threw his sword in a boomerang pattern, knocking a few blazed out of the sky. His partner also rushed out, doing the latter. Thankfully, the blazes retreated, leaving the blazing rubble of a village behind. Steve sobbed, and stabbed his sword into the ground in defeat.
So many people, DEAD. Who would've sicced the blazes? They were creatures of the Otherworld, and could only be summoned by humans. On answer, he felt an intense stare. He swung around, and saw blazing white eyes, poring into his soul, draining all his energy, inserting pain and terror. He would never forget those eyes.
Chapter 2-EVIL indeed.
Steve would never forget those eyes. Weeks had passed, since he had seen them. But, he could always feel them watching. As he trudged throughout the Forest Perilous, he heard a shout, a cry for help. Faster than the speed of light, he dashed, running madly toward the sound. The sight he saw, he could not stand. It was EVIL indeed. His village, gone. Everything, burned. Dead bodies strewn all over. Zombies roaming the side.
He wouldn't let them get away with this. With a shout, he rushed forwards, raising his sword. The zombies snarled and advanced. Steve fought like he never had before, fighting in a blur of slashing, dodging, faking, stabbing, and rolling. Before long, the zombies had fled, leaving Steve to mourn his village's death. Exhausted, he collapsed on the ground, and all went black.
"Well,well, who do we have here?"a raspy voice snarled.
Steve jolted back to the real world. (Note: I'm not being mean to Vechz, he's one of my favorite youtubers, but you know how he says he's evil....)
A tall figure loomed over him, cackling.
"Well, who are you?!!"Steve demanded in defiance, pushing himself up.
"Why, I am Vechz, Herobrine's right hand man. And you, are Steve, and we must get rid of you, in order to defeat Notch at his game."
"I won't let you!"Steve cried in defiance, launching himself at the invader.
Vechz snarled and side-stepped, "I have no time for your silly games, you noob."
He snapped his fingers, instantly, Blazes, skeletons, zombies, all decked in armor appeared.
"There is, NO escape."
Steve gritted his teeth.
"We shall take you to a public death."
"NOOOO!!!" Steve cried, and smashed a skeleton to smithereens.
Vechz snarled, "Very well, let's do it, the HARD way." A creepy smile inched up his face. Steve was no match for the monsters, with-in seconds, he had an arrow lodged into his shoulder, a slash on his thigh, and he was pinned ti the ground by two zombies, with only 3 monsters dead, hundreds left.
"I simply LOVE my super-hostile mode, it was a miracle how I forced Notch to add it to my arsenal of power!!!"
Suddenly, total mayhem broke out. Arrows soared overhead, exploding, setting fires, causing panic through the monster ranks.
"Wha? What's this?!!" Vechz snarled.
"MMOOOMMMY!!!!!!!!!"monsters cried.
Vechz facepalmed, "Get the archers!!!!"
SQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
An exploding arrow knocked Vechz into the dust.
"Impudence!!!!!"
Steve grabbed his sword, and joined the fight, slashing monsters to pieces.
"GET THEM!!" Vechz wailed. No monsters responded, they were all running, in total panic.
"Hurry!" a voice hissed. He turned and saw a warrior in full armor, holding off the other monsters.
"Follow! The shock won't last! We can't hold out forever against Vechz! The archers are running low!!!!"
Steve followed the warrior into the Forest Perilous, followed by more warriors, and archers running along, still shooting. In total, there were about 15 archers, and 5 warriors. For hours, they ran, finally bursting into a clearing, where they set camp. Steve fell asleep instantly. He was safe, but he had met EVIL indeed.
Chapter 3-The Grueling Journey
Steve woke to the sound of flames. This could not be, he thought, and his mind went elsewhere, to sometime in his childhood.
Steve awoke to the sound of flames. His house was on fire.
"MOM!!"he shrieked. His mom burst through a door, whacking her robe against the railing to put the fire out.
"Honey! Come!" she seized him, and brought him to the 1st floor. Flames roared in all directions. His mom paled.
"They've come, GO! They don't want you! Only me!" she shrieked, as she unsheathed her staff.
"No! Mom, I'm not leaving you!!!"
"Go!"she cried, and she left him outside the burning house.
"MOM!" his mom did not answer. Suddenly, he heard his mom's cry of pain. Steve balled his fists and ran towards the scene. His mom lay on the ground, barely alive. Her dark assassin galloped away on a midnight-black horse.(man,while I'm writing this, SO much lag,like crazy)
"Run"his mom gasped, "Go to safety, I'll-I'll always be with you."
"Mom! No!" he sobbed.
"They'll find out soon, run dear" with that, she breathed her last breath.
Steve ran into the woods, sobbing, and vowing revenge on her deadly assassin, AKA Vechz.
Steve gasped, and he returned to the present. It was just a lonely campfire outside. He had overreacted, just a harmless campfire. Suddenly, the wind changed directions, and the fire grew, lobbing random small fireballs.
"EEEEEEEKK!!!" he screeched.
Instantly, the soldiers were out, and looked at the fire. They whispered amongst themselves, when one of them said, "Run."
They quickly grabbed their belongings and mounted their horses, Steve sharing one.
No later than they had entered the forest, they heard an explosion behind them. Out of the flames, emerged the Blaze Boss, a gigantic Blaze, that launched many fires, caused explosions, and made total mayhem. Smaller Blazes circled around, and while the small blazes soared towards them, the Blaze Boss burned everything in it's path, hovering through the forest.
"Faster!"one of the warriors cried, and they spurred their horses even more. Steve dared not look back, but he could feel the searing heat of fireballs. Explosion after explosion rocked the earth, yet Steve still did not look.
Every one in awhile, an archer would turn and shoot a Blaze down, and somewhat damage the Blaze Boss.
"To the Lake!" the leader shrieked.
They dashed downwards, making a beeline to the lake. BOOM!! A archer screamed in agony as he was engulfed in flames, and knocked out of the beeline. FOOM!!
They made it! The blazes soared overhead, confused. The Blaze Boss, stomped around growling in frustration. It hovered into the water.
"ROOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
it howled in pain.
After a while, the monsters finally gave up, and left. They climbed out of the water, wet and cold. The leader ordered them to rest by the fires, but first, get rid of their wet clothes.
Steve undressed and grabbed a spare set from the bag, SPQR soldiers were always prepared, they had brought extras in their water-proof bags. The others went through the long procedure of taking off armor. Steve crashed against a bush, warming himself against the fire.
He watched as the soldiers walked back to sit next to the fire, and dropped their wet clothes next to other fires. They were all on guard though, somethings, they could not have extras of, and so, they could not wear their armor, without the special robe, which protected them from the heavy enchantments of their armor.
The warriors slowly sat down around the campfire. Except for one, the one who rescued Steve, stayed at another fire, not bothering to come associate with the others. Curious, Steve stood up and walked over.
"Hey"
"Huh?!" startled, the man turned around. Except, he wasn't a man, he was a boy of about 14.
"Ummm"the boy said nervously.
"Why aren't you there with the others?"
"I-I want to be alone"
"Why are you with the army, not at home?"
"Um, I don't have anything else to do."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, there's nothing to do at home, other than beg, the army provides food."
"What about your parents?"The boy looked like he was about to cry.
"T-they d-died." Steve stopped, and once again, he remembered the death of his mother, and how his dad, he never met his dad.
"Don't be sad, I know what it's like."Steve broke the ice.
"You do?"the boy's lower lip quivered.
"Yah." Slowly, Steve told the story. Then, the boy told his.
"My dad went to war when I was 8 with another kingdom, he never came back. Together, my mom and I survived by farming our land. Still, we could barely survive. One day,when I was 11, my mom fell ill, and I had to keep working, to buy medicine and food. I could only do so much though, we ran out of money, and I had to go beg for medicine, food, and money. It went like that for a few months." The boy stifled a sob.
"T-then, one day, when I came home from begging, I had got a large amount of food, medicene and money, I-I w-was happy,but when I went in our h-hut, s-she w-was d-dead." The boy burst into tears.(WAAAH! Y DO I WRITE SUCH SAD STORIES?!!! =,( COL! COL! COL! COL=cry out loud)
"Don't cry!"Steve told him the myth of the afterlife. The boy smiled, thinking about what a pleasant time his mom might be having. Finally he said, "Well, we haven't even introduced ourselves yet, I'm Steve"
"Mark."
The blooming of a new friendship. :D
Remember to DIAMOND, COMMENT, FAVORITE, AND SUBSCRIBE!!!!!
Chapter 1- A Creature of the NIGHT:
Steve threw his covers over. It was a night for action, to help his fellow villagers in fighting the monsters of the Forest Perilous. He took out old, rusted iron armor, much unlike the Head Warrior's stunning diamond set. Steve grabbed his diamond sword, somewhat polished.
As the crickets chirped the midnight song, he stealthily crossed the village borders. Watching, waiting, crouching, flinching, and listening deep,he crept into the eerie woods. ERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
As quick as lightning, Steve thrust his sword out. A miss. A zombie menacingly strode up to him. He swung again. Of course, the crafty ol' zombie dodged it, and moved in, ready to bite. Steve recalled his first sword lesson, and faked a swing. Catching the zombie off guard, he stabbed the zombie in the stomach. With a dying wail, the zombie vanished into the night.
He crept through the woods again. The bushes rustled. Steve raised his diamond sword. A warrior emerged from the shrubs.
"Yo, Steve, watcha doing here? You ain't usually here. Mostly in ya bed, the soft life eh? Finally come to help the community?"
Steve bowed his head and replied somberly, "Yes, I've come to help."
"That's good, come, let's patrol together."
In a few more hours, after intense monster fighting, they came to a small village, surrounded by zombies.
"Stay back, we can't help 'em, too many"
Ignoring his peer, Steve rushed forward, determined to fight.
"YO! GET BACK HERE!!!"
Steve swung, rolled, dodged, stabbed, faked, slashed, rolled, jumped, missed, swiped, swung, dodged, and faked.
"Erg, what a fool!" cried the warrior, facepalmed, and joined the fight.
In a matter of minutes, they cleared the scene, however, suffering a few wounds.
The villagers thanked them, and provided care and shelter for the night.
When Steve was drifting off to sleep, he overheard their conversation, of an eerie creature of the night.
For some reason, Steve slept till the next night, the village, in flames. He jumped up, grabbed his sword, and rushed outside. Blazes hovered in the sky, launching attack after attack. Steve howled in rage, and threw his sword in a boomerang pattern, knocking a few blazed out of the sky. His partner also rushed out, doing the latter. Thankfully, the blazes retreated, leaving the blazing rubble of a village behind. Steve sobbed, and stabbed his sword into the ground in defeat.
So many people, DEAD. Who would've sicced the blazes? They were creatures of the Otherworld, and could only be summoned by humans. On answer, he felt an intense stare. He swung around, and saw blazing white eyes, poring into his soul, draining all his energy, inserting pain and terror. He would never forget those eyes.
Chapter 2-EVIL indeed.
Steve would never forget those eyes. Weeks had passed, since he had seen them. But, he could always feel them watching. As he trudged throughout the Forest Perilous, he heard a shout, a cry for help. Faster than the speed of light, he dashed, running madly toward the sound. The sight he saw, he could not stand. It was EVIL indeed. His village, gone. Everything, burned. Dead bodies strewn all over. Zombies roaming the side.
He wouldn't let them get away with this. With a shout, he rushed forwards, raising his sword. The zombies snarled and advanced. Steve fought like he never had before, fighting in a blur of slashing, dodging, faking, stabbing, and rolling. Before long, the zombies had fled, leaving Steve to mourn his village's death. Exhausted, he collapsed on the ground, and all went black.
"Well,well, who do we have here?"a raspy voice snarled.
Steve jolted back to the real world. (Note: I'm not being mean to Vechz, he's one of my favorite youtubers, but you know how he says he's evil....)
A tall figure loomed over him, cackling.
"Well, who are you?!!"Steve demanded in defiance, pushing himself up.
"Why, I am Vechz, Herobrine's right hand man. And you, are Steve, and we must get rid of you, in order to defeat Notch at his game."
"I won't let you!"Steve cried in defiance, launching himself at the invader.
Vechz snarled and side-stepped, "I have no time for your silly games, you noob."
He snapped his fingers, instantly, Blazes, skeletons, zombies, all decked in armor appeared.
"There is, NO escape."
Steve gritted his teeth.
"We shall take you to a public death."
"NOOOO!!!" Steve cried, and smashed a skeleton to smithereens.
Vechz snarled, "Very well, let's do it, the HARD way." A creepy smile inched up his face. Steve was no match for the monsters, with-in seconds, he had an arrow lodged into his shoulder, a slash on his thigh, and he was pinned ti the ground by two zombies, with only 3 monsters dead, hundreds left.
"I simply LOVE my super-hostile mode, it was a miracle how I forced Notch to add it to my arsenal of power!!!"
Suddenly, total mayhem broke out. Arrows soared overhead, exploding, setting fires, causing panic through the monster ranks.
"Wha? What's this?!!" Vechz snarled.
"MMOOOMMMY!!!!!!!!!"monsters cried.
Vechz facepalmed, "Get the archers!!!!"
SQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
An exploding arrow knocked Vechz into the dust.
"Impudence!!!!!"
Steve grabbed his sword, and joined the fight, slashing monsters to pieces.
"GET THEM!!" Vechz wailed. No monsters responded, they were all running, in total panic.
"Hurry!" a voice hissed. He turned and saw a warrior in full armor, holding off the other monsters.
"Follow! The shock won't last! We can't hold out forever against Vechz! The archers are running low!!!!"
Steve followed the warrior into the Forest Perilous, followed by more warriors, and archers running along, still shooting. In total, there were about 15 archers, and 5 warriors. For hours, they ran, finally bursting into a clearing, where they set camp. Steve fell asleep instantly. He was safe, but he had met EVIL indeed.
Chapter 3-The Grueling Journey
Steve woke to the sound of flames. This could not be, he thought, and his mind went elsewhere, to sometime in his childhood.
Steve awoke to the sound of flames. His house was on fire.
"MOM!!"he shrieked. His mom burst through a door, whacking her robe against the railing to put the fire out.
"Honey! Come!" she seized him, and brought him to the 1st floor. Flames roared in all directions. His mom paled.
"They've come, GO! They don't want you! Only me!" she shrieked, as she unsheathed her staff.
"No! Mom, I'm not leaving you!!!"
"Go!"she cried, and she left him outside the burning house.
"MOM!" his mom did not answer. Suddenly, he heard his mom's cry of pain. Steve balled his fists and ran towards the scene. His mom lay on the ground, barely alive. Her dark assassin galloped away on a midnight-black horse.(man,while I'm writing this, SO much lag,like crazy)
"Run"his mom gasped, "Go to safety, I'll-I'll always be with you."
"Mom! No!" he sobbed.
"They'll find out soon, run dear" with that, she breathed her last breath.
Steve ran into the woods, sobbing, and vowing revenge on her deadly assassin, AKA Vechz.
Steve gasped, and he returned to the present. It was just a lonely campfire outside. He had overreacted, just a harmless campfire. Suddenly, the wind changed directions, and the fire grew, lobbing random small fireballs.
"EEEEEEEKK!!!" he screeched.
Instantly, the soldiers were out, and looked at the fire. They whispered amongst themselves, when one of them said, "Run."
They quickly grabbed their belongings and mounted their horses, Steve sharing one.
No later than they had entered the forest, they heard an explosion behind them. Out of the flames, emerged the Blaze Boss, a gigantic Blaze, that launched many fires, caused explosions, and made total mayhem. Smaller Blazes circled around, and while the small blazes soared towards them, the Blaze Boss burned everything in it's path, hovering through the forest.
"Faster!"one of the warriors cried, and they spurred their horses even more. Steve dared not look back, but he could feel the searing heat of fireballs. Explosion after explosion rocked the earth, yet Steve still did not look.
Every one in awhile, an archer would turn and shoot a Blaze down, and somewhat damage the Blaze Boss.
"To the Lake!" the leader shrieked.
They dashed downwards, making a beeline to the lake. BOOM!! A archer screamed in agony as he was engulfed in flames, and knocked out of the beeline. FOOM!!
They made it! The blazes soared overhead, confused. The Blaze Boss, stomped around growling in frustration. It hovered into the water.
"ROOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
it howled in pain.
After a while, the monsters finally gave up, and left. They climbed out of the water, wet and cold. The leader ordered them to rest by the fires, but first, get rid of their wet clothes.
Steve undressed and grabbed a spare set from the bag, SPQR soldiers were always prepared, they had brought extras in their water-proof bags. The others went through the long procedure of taking off armor. Steve crashed against a bush, warming himself against the fire.
He watched as the soldiers walked back to sit next to the fire, and dropped their wet clothes next to other fires. They were all on guard though, somethings, they could not have extras of, and so, they could not wear their armor, without the special robe, which protected them from the heavy enchantments of their armor.
The warriors slowly sat down around the campfire. Except for one, the one who rescued Steve, stayed at another fire, not bothering to come associate with the others. Curious, Steve stood up and walked over.
"Hey"
"Huh?!" startled, the man turned around. Except, he wasn't a man, he was a boy of about 14.
"Ummm"the boy said nervously.
"Why aren't you there with the others?"
"I-I want to be alone"
"Why are you with the army, not at home?"
"Um, I don't have anything else to do."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, there's nothing to do at home, other than beg, the army provides food."
"What about your parents?"The boy looked like he was about to cry.
"T-they d-died." Steve stopped, and once again, he remembered the death of his mother, and how his dad, he never met his dad.
"Don't be sad, I know what it's like."Steve broke the ice.
"You do?"the boy's lower lip quivered.
"Yah." Slowly, Steve told the story. Then, the boy told his.
"My dad went to war when I was 8 with another kingdom, he never came back. Together, my mom and I survived by farming our land. Still, we could barely survive. One day,when I was 11, my mom fell ill, and I had to keep working, to buy medicine and food. I could only do so much though, we ran out of money, and I had to go beg for medicine, food, and money. It went like that for a few months." The boy stifled a sob.
"T-then, one day, when I came home from begging, I had got a large amount of food, medicene and money, I-I w-was happy,but when I went in our h-hut, s-she w-was d-dead." The boy burst into tears.(WAAAH! Y DO I WRITE SUCH SAD STORIES?!!! =,( COL! COL! COL! COL=cry out loud)
"Don't cry!"Steve told him the myth of the afterlife. The boy smiled, thinking about what a pleasant time his mom might be having. Finally he said, "Well, we haven't even introduced ourselves yet, I'm Steve"
"Mark."
The blooming of a new friendship. :D
| Credit | TheRomanTrident, Notch, Herobrine, Cyprezz, Paril |
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