Disclaimer:I DON'T OWN MINECRAFT OR ANYTHING IN IT

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Past: Italic

Ch.1 The Ruin of One Life

A/N: I have been reading some fanfictions recently and they inspired me to do one of my own. The only problem I had with them was they were all about Steve and Herobrine becoming friends. Umm… excuse me where are the girls. So instead this fanfiction is about Alex the Minecraft base girl skin.

I woke up with a start. I couldn't take it. Th...those white pupil less eyes in my dream. Those dreadful white eyes. I can't stand them. Herobrine's white eyes. Why do they always haunt me. Why! Why do I even ask this? I already know why. The memory of that dreadful night years ago when I was only six…

"Mommy!" I screamed as she started to leave my bedroom. "Yes Alex dear what is it?" my mom asked. "When is daddy and brother going to come home?" I worriedly asked. "Oh, Alex honey don't worry. Your brother and father should be back in less than a week." Mom replied to my worried look. Feeling reassured I slowly closed my eyes and went peacefully to sleep.

Three days later, my dad burst into my room covered in blood and bruises and yelled "Get into the cellar quick! He is coming!" I was scared and out of instinct grabbed my only weapon. It was dagger I was taught to use in an emergency and ran as fast as I could with my father to the cellar.

The cellar was dark and musty as I walked in. Mom and my brother sat in a corner, ready to get into their hiding place. Dad whispered the hiding word "horse." and I ran to the potion cabinet pushed the potions away and sat in the hole behind it. Slowly and quietly I moved all the potions back in their places in front of me. I was able to see, just with a pink tint and a bit of distortion. Looking through the potion and out the cabinets glass door, everything was silent as the last person in the family finished moving items in front of them. Then, we heard steps and a door break, crack and fall with steps that got closer and closer. Then... BOOM! the cellar door broke off it's hinges and He casually walked in.

I watch as He tore apart the room. Then He turned and looked at the potion case with those white eyes, but turned away when He heard a whimper. I watched as He found mom and when mom tried to run, He got a devilish smile and appeared in front of her. He dragged her across the room then held my mom up by her neck. Mom kicked and punched to get air but it wasn't enough. Herobrine pulled out a diamond sword and stabbed her right through the heart. I closed my eyes not being able to watch, but I knew if I screamed He would find me. I opened my eyes for just a second to see Him in front of the potion case staring right at me with His devilish smile. I scooted back farther in the hole not making a sound, but couldn't look away from those white eyes as they seemed to stare into my soul.

He turned away and walked over to the bookshelf and pulled it away. Mercilessly, He grabbed my dad by the neck. Dad was smart as he took a dagger and stabbed Herobrine's hand. Herobrine hissed in pain and dropped my dad. Dad took off running out of the cellar leading Herobrine away. Once the steps could no longer be heard I heard a scream, my brother's scream. I then knew all my family was dead, so I stayed in the hole silently crying. I still remembered the protocol they taught me. "You have enough food and water in your hiding places for one week. Only look for each other after your supply is gone."

I followed those rules and a week later I needed more supplies. I pushed aside the potions and crawled out. I grabbed the supplies from everyone's hiding place, but saw that my brother's supplies had less in it. I saw my mom's body on the floor. I tapped my dagger angrily and said "I will kill Him mom. I will avenge my family." Then I sat and cried as I was only six. How was I going to live? How could a small six year old defeat a demi-god like Herobrine?

I left my mom in the cellar with my new supplies and searched the village. Bodies littered the ground everywhere. Soon, I found my dad's body cut completely in half. I screamed. I realized there was no one alive left in the village. I searched everywhere, every nook and cranny. Once my fruitless search was over, I came to the outskirts of the village and walked away, not wanting to look back. I walked towards the forest and found a small shattered hut deep within. I fixed up the hut and used it as my forever home.

I shivered at the memory that had surfaced. I then jumped out of my bed and got dressed thinking, "That was so long ago. I am fourteen now, the past is past, get over the memories."

A/N I know, I know it's terrible.*Hides behind desk*, But this is my first fanfiction and I am no writer (AT ALL). I was just inspired by a fanfiction I had read. Shout out to BlackDragon41 for a great story, Hero's Bane. It Inspired me to do this story. Please correct me if I have any mistakes and send your comments. I would like to thank my good friends Ninjagorulz and Others (who don't want their name on the internet) for revising. Oh and please go check out Ninjagorulz story, Demetra, I mean really its great. I have a question to any who are reading this tell me should this story have a good ending or should I end it evilly I can't decide, it could go either way.