Before Herobrine was known to Steve there was a war. Steve's father, Garreth, was in the midst of battle when he saw Herobrine. The moon was shining off of Herobrine's golden armor. His Blue sheild on his back and his tough leather tunic was no match for the sharpest of swords. Herobrine rose his blackened scythe and in a single swipe, had wiped out 10 men. His bright, white, emotionless eyes looked into Garreth's eyes and started toward him. Garreth swiftly sprinted toward Herobrine. Herobrine, with a grin on his face had started to run and he'd swiped. Garreth ducked and went for a jab to Herobine's chest. The sword clinked off of his armor. Herobrine staggered back but before he could recover, Garreth had hit Herobrine's sword away. Garreth kicked Herobrine to the ground and held his sword to his neck. At that moment, Herobrine had lost. But he had one trick left. Herobrine focussed his energy and with dark magic, he'd blown a hole into the abdomen of Garreth. Garreth sputtered. He fell to the ground. Steve, only just accepted into his father's army had seen the whole event. Herobrine smiled at the boy. Steve rose his bow, knocked an arrow enchanted with power V, he shot directly into Herobrine's leg. Herobrine was forced to retreat. That blow had broken his knee, and shatted his thigh bone. 

Steve took the mantle of general after that battle. To this day, Herobrine has never forgotten Steve. Herobrine Used to be a fair, honorable fighter...and then he took an arrow to the knee.


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