Prolog
Winter had been harsh, in fact it seemed harsher then most Steve could remember. It had been so cold that the mansion had been partly frozen; the kitchens with all the ovens had become one of the favorite spots for the residents of the large house. Normally on such cold months the master of the mansion would go to the Nether, but the portal had frozen over, and couldn't be re-lit. The miner had only managed to slip through Aether portal before it froze close, at the order of Herobrine of course. Notch had gladly let both Steve and the demi-god stay while everything was frozen on the overworld, now they were just waiting for Hero to come through.
The god smiled and waved to the miner to go explore the house while he waited for his brother. Saying that 'it would take a while' and that 'Hero was probably stuck trying to unfreeze water used for the portal.' Steve happily jogged off; eager to see the house and world he had not seen much of when he was last here.
The Aether wasn't hot but it was warmer then the winter down below, due to the sun being out longer. As Steve walked through the house, he noticed that it seemed larger then before and quickly started to explore the rooms. It was the third room that really caught his attention, for it was an old liberty filled with old books. The miner having been fan of written text quickly started browsing through the shelves.
The first book that caught Steve's attention was one that was titled 'Forgotten History'. He placed his fingers on the spine and gave it a quick tug. But instead of the book being pulled out the human heard a faint click, and suddenly the bookshelf spun around and pushed the miner into another room. Steve stumbled as he was forced into the new area and looked around in awe; this room looked to be even older and the books seemed to give off an enchanted shine.
"I'm guessing this is the forgotten history section." Carefully the human started to walk around the room, spotting the first book that grabbed his attention. 'Ticking bomb' was what it read on the cover and Steve quickly pulled it out. "Strange name for a history text, or I think its history." The miner opened the book only for a bright flash of light to swallow him whole.
When the light faded, it left the miner shaking his head from side to side to clear his vision. 'Had that been a trap to keep people out?' But the sound of voices caught his attention.
"Notch it wasn't your fault."
Steve looked around to find himself in a blurry white tinted room. He could make out the lines of two men standing not to far off and he could guess whom one of them was. Everything in the room was out of focus but one thing, a bed with a young man on laying on it, his eyes closed. It was creepy, manly because the young man looked very much like him.
"You warned the others not to send him down there, you told them his powers were unstable." Steve still had no clue as to who the speaker was but he did know whom he was speaking too.
"I know Jeb, but I can't help feeling it was my fault." That was defiantly Notch, but he sounded upset by something. "I should have gotten him out of there sooner. I mean just look at what they did to him."
The two in the room didn't seem to notice the miner at all; it was like he wasn't even there.
"I know Notch, it was unfair. Just be thankful he didn't end up like his other brother, or the others for that matter." The man, Jeb was it, sighed and started to walk away. "Your brother was always a bit of a ticking time bomb."
The flash of light came back and Steve once again found himself back in the hidden section with the book in his hand. The miner stared down at the glowing book in shock and awe. "What was all that? Was it a memory of some type?" He placed the book down and quickly grabbed another one. The vision from this one was a lot clearer.
A/n: once known as the Beginning but I thought I should keep my one word titles. anyway this is just the prolog. more coming soon. tell me what you think so far. proofread by AngelWingz66.