You Died (Herobrine Backstory Fanfic - Minecraft)

by ElmoGuardian

-Fanmade Herobrine backstory- After his (ruler) father's passing, young Herobrine is forced out of his home in the Nether and is taken to the Overworld to stay with his mother, and brother Notch while the Nether struggles to recover from the End's attacks and threats. Herobrine must survive angry mobs as well as townspeople as he trains, but will this power bring good? Or evil...?

1. Chapter 1

I wrote this story in 2015 (two years ago, as of February 2017) and just started getting back into Minecraft after about half a year. I remembered this fanfic and decided to continue it as I'm currently on like the 10-11th chapter, writing LOL. Just know that this isn't my theory, it's just a story I thought of writing. Yes, I'm still continuing with the H2OVanoss fanfic "Masked".

So uh...Radioactive by Imagine Dragons and Minecraft. *Thumbs up*

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You Died.

Only God Can Save You Now.

I'll Be Right Here.

Watching.

Don't Worry.

Your Time Hasn't Run Out...Just...Yet...

I twitch and force my eyes to open, gripping what I can only guess is my shirt. The blanket had been thrown to the ground earlier in the night I figure. The sweat drips down my head, and it begins to drip into my dark blue eyes. I jerk up and fold my legs as I cover my eyes with clenched fists. Shaky breaths escape my quivering lips while I try to calm down. My palms hurt, as do my forearms and chest, I must have been scratching in my sleep again.

"Hero? Son?"

I look up at my door, wide-eyed, and dip down to snatch the blanket. I attempt to wipe most of the tears from my cheeks and sweat from my matted hair as I throw the covers over my still-shaking body. The door slowly cracks open to reveal my father. I rub my eyes "tiredly" as I look up at him with a "yawn".

"H-hey, Dad.."

"Hey, bud," he smiles and sits on the edge of my bed, "So, well, uh...happy birthday."

"Thanks," I sit up and glance out the window before staring back at my bed. Here in the Nether, we have custom beds that don't explode when you crawl into them at night. That little surprise was created to slow down and exhaust intruders to the Nether, I'm told. However, my father never seems to be too angry about "visitors" from the Overworld. I've never been there, but my mother is the ruler of that whole land, and stays there with my brother while I'm raised here in the Nether by my father.

"So, 12 now, huh?"

"Mhm."

"Now..." he puts his finger to his chin, "What was it you've been begging to have for years?"

I push away the covers and slowly dangle my legs over the side of the bed, "I dunno...a diamond sword?"

He grins, and I stare at him, gaping, "No..."

He nods, a huge smile opens up across my cheeks, "No, no way!"

My dad laughs as I leap from the bed and practically fly out the door, nearly running into our "butler" Flare, "Sorry, Flare!"

The blaze chuckles and calls back, "It's quite alright, Sir Herobrine! Happy birthday!"

"Thank you!" I grin, his accent makes him sound so stereotypical it's hilarious. I dash out to the main room, where I see a shining blue sword leaning against the wall, it's glow is absolutely amazing.

"It's...awesome.." I murmur aloud with a smile.