Herobrine:The Untold Story
Disclaimer: I do not own Minecraft. I wish I did though.
Chapter 1: The beginning
Warm wind whipped against seven year old Herobrine's face. An expression of pure delight was etched on the boys face.
"Faster! Faster!" Herobrine cried, laughing with delight. The netherrack zipped by and the Ghast groaned under the strain.
"Herobrine! Get down from him!" it was his Father, Dominus said. He didn't shout nor did he yell. His voice was kind but firm. Herobrine pouted and slid off the Ghast.
"Whyyyyyyy?" Herobrine elongated the word.
"I may be ruler of Mincraftia, but you shouldn't abuse your privileges as my son. Your brother Notch doesn't cause this trouble in the Overworld."
"But I'm not Notch, I'm Herobrine!" Herobrine said it proudly. His father smiled.
"One day you will be ruler of the Nether and Notch the ruler of the Overworld, but you must first mature."
"But I want to be king now..." Herobrine's face sunk in disappointment. Dominus ruffled his hair and looked off into the distance and spied a Wither Skeleton fighting a Zombie Pigman. More pigmen joined the fight and so did Wither Skeleton's. His father groaned.
"Looks like I'm going to have to break that up" Dominus flew at lightning speed and was at the fight in a matter of seconds. As soon as the Pigmen and Skeletons felt his presence they stopped fighting. Herobrine looked at his father. He wanted to be just like him. He watched his father fly back in awe.
"Cool!" Herobrine said. He wondered what his brother Notch was doing in the Overworld with their mother. His dad smiled at him again.
"Let's get to work shall we?" Dominus and Herobrine were currently building a Nether Fortress.
"The biggest and the best Nether Fortress ever!" in Herobrine's words. Herobrine ran along a passage way and started adding Nether Brick Fences over the open spaces in the wall. Suddenly, Herobrine heard a loud BOOM. He ran downstairs to find Wither Skeleton's lying dead on the floor and in front of him Pigmen were crowding around a arrangement of Soulsand and Wither Skeleton Skulls. Herobrine recognized the it as the way to make the Wither, a thing of myths and bedtime stories. He watched paralyzed with fear as the Pigmen placed the skulls and a wither appeared. The wall opposite Herobrine exploded with such force that Herobrine was knocked backwards. He landed on his tailbone with a grunt. He watched, his eyes wide with fear as a second wither floated behind the remains of the destroyed wall. Herobrine remembered the boom before and realized what was going to happen. He looked at the inert Wither with fear, unable to move. There was another BOOM! And Herobrine was knocked backwards again. His body burned and blistered. Herobrine let out a cry of pain and terror. The wither floated over him. Suddenly, Herobrine recognized the sounds of Blazes and Ghasts. He turned his head, ignoring the flash of pain from his neck. Dominus was flying amidst an army of Blazes and Ghasts. Herobrine floated up and he was lowered onto the netherrack. Blasts came from the withers and fifteen Blazes exploded into a shower of experience and Blaze Rods. His father smashed a bottle next to him and Herobrine's wounds were immediately healed.
"What's happening?" Herobrine tried to sound brave,but his voice came out squeaky.
"Rogue Pigmen" his father said, as if that explained everything. Another shower of experience came from above Herobrine.
"Herobrine, go to the Overworld" his father's voice sounded painfully strained.
"Find your mother, tell her what happened" Herobrine remembered his mother. She was nice, kind and beautiful, but she lived in the Overworld with his brother Notch. He knew her from his visits to the Overworld, but he liked the Nether better.
"I want to stay and fight" His father's face hardened. Herobrine knew he could. He had already completed all the Nether's fight courses.
"You are not ready. Your powers haven't developed yet. Someday, you will be more powerful than I ever was."
Herobrine's eyes started getting teary.
"What about you?" Herobrine asked upset. He had never seen his father so grim.
"I don't expect to survive. Your mother will take care of you. You know where the portal is located. Go!" There was another boom and his father was hit with one of the Withers blasts.
"GO!" his father choked before his eyes went dark. It was so sudden. Herobrine stared at those lifeless eyes. That face, carved with laugh lines. His father was dead. Herobrine would never hear his voice again. Tears streamed down Herobrine's face and he sunk to his knees. He didn't care that he was about to die. He didn't care about anything.
"Go, heed your father" it was a Pigman, evidently on his side.
"If you want justice, find your mother, tell her everything. Dying now will not help your father. He is gone. Heed your father's dying wish." Herobrine realized the Pigman was right. He needed to pull himself together. The Pigman smiled. Or what was closest to a smile that a Pigman could manage.
"Don't worry. We'll still be here. We await your return, my lord." Herobrine realized that with his father's death, he was now king of the Nether. It was bittersweet. He had wanted it, but not like this. Not like this. Herobrine stumbled towards the portal. And entered it. He was immediately overcome with nauseousness and his vision went black.
He stumbled out of the portal. He was immediately hit by the cold Overworld wind. He wobbled and looked around. He saw a stick whizzing towards him and before he could react it hit him in the side of the head. A sharp pain pierced his temple. He slumped to the ground. The last thing he saw was his mother yelling at someone and his brother appearing over him. Herobrine's vision went dark.