Glitch
With a sigh, I straighten my back and walk quickly through the halls, leaving my comfortable room with the bubbling potions and secret stash of weapons behind me. I was in the middle of making a potion to improve invisibility. If I had succeeded, I would have extended the period of time invisibility potions granted…. Well, invisibility, to the user. But NOOOO. I hear the Wither Skeleton behind me, escorting me to my meeting with The Great One.
Also known as Herobrine.
I assume he has a new job for me. Being his right—hand woman and head assassin, I get summons like this all the time, but…. This time felt different. For one, the messenger, in this case, the Wither Skeleton behind me, doesn't usually escort me. I mean, I can find my way to the throne room on my own. I've been there enough times. Ah, whatever. It's probably nothing.
I look up to see the throne room doors. Heavy and made of Netherrack, they stretch from floor to ceiling. It takes four Wither skeletons, two on each side, to pull them open. As I approach, they stand at attention and grasp the handles, dragging the doors open. I step into the Throne Room and immediately bow my head in 'His' presence.
I really hate 'Him'.
Right. I bet you're asking yourselves 'Why is she Herobrine's Assassin and most trusted advisor if she absolutely hates him and would love to see his blood soak the dirt?' Well, there's a simple answer to that question. He killed my family. But oh, no, that's not all he did. I was a girlfriend mob, content with my life and my position in the world. Then Herobrine swooped in, killed my family before my eyes, and kidnapped me. Then he experimented on me, trying to find a way to turn me into a 'Player'. A person with free will. Apparently he had tried to turn many other human-like mobs into players, but none of them survived until me. He performed an EXTREMELY painful operation on me and turned me into a Player. Now, every once in a while, I glitch the fuck out.
See, I'm not supposed to exist. I was spawned as a girlfriend and that's how I was supposed to remain. But Herobrine took my DNA and switched it around, screwing with it till the point of no return. The world is trying to reject me at the same time I'm fighting to remain here. It doesn't happen too often, thankfully, but it's not the best feeling in the world. Knowing that the world itself is trying to kill you…. that'd ruin anyone's day. So, I began to resist him. After a couple of killing sprees ordered by Herobrine (of course) I realized that I didn't have to do what he said. That most of the people I was killing were innocent and could possibly help stop Herobrine. So, I began to fake their deaths. I would use my status as a glitch to force the world to create carbon copies of their appearances and project them onto mobs like chickens, then kill them. It drained a TON of my energy, but it was worth it. To conserve energy, I would only rescue the innocent ones. The ones who had committed unspeakable crimes? Yeah, those ones I killed. I've been doing this for years, my own private rebellion.
I bite my lip and walk forwards slowly, then drop to one knee in front of the diamond throne. "Rise, my …..faithful…..assassin." Uh-Oh. I slowly rise to my feet and look up. Herobrine smirks, his eyes glowing softly. He's leaning on the side of his throne, relaxed, not a care in the world. Well, why should he have any cares? He rules the world, after all. Herobrine sits up a bit straighter. "My lord, do you have an assignment for me?" I stand at attention, hands folded behind my back. Fear bubbles in the pit of my stomach. He couldn't have found out…. Right? A shadow detaches itself from the side of the throne and moves forwards into the light. I Glare at it. Big and brutish, Matilda grins at me, polishing her knife. She is the second-best assassin in Herobrine's secret service and hates me purely for the fact that I'm a glitch. She's made it her life's goal to beat me and claim the top position for herself. I'm glad to say she hasn't succeeded. Yet. I think of her as my nemesis. Tension's built up between us since the first day we met. I drag my gaze from her hateful red eyes. Stupid stuck-up Player bitch.
"My greatest creation. My crowning glory. Why do you dishonor me?" I look into Herobrine's white eyes, unflinching. Being able to lie perfectly is an essential part of being an assassin. "I don't know what you're talking about, my Lord. My only purpose is to serve you." "Do not lie to me!" Herobrine snarls and lunges forwards off the throne. His eyes glow more intensely and I'm suddenly lifted off the ground, unable to breath. Kicking my legs, I claw at my throat. "I know what you have done! Matilda has uncovered your treason, a crime unlike any that have happened in my court. This is unacceptable." He flicks his wrist and I crash into the wall. Coughing, I massage my neck. Regaining my breath a bit, I manage to croak a few words. "Go to hell, asshole." Herobrine's eyes narrows, then he relaxes and sighs in mock sadness. "It's a shame, you know. I was beginning to think of as somewhat of a daughter." He glances at Matilda. "Kill her." Then he turns and walks out of the throne room. The doors slam behind him. Matilda walks forwards and grabs my wrist, hauling me to my feet. With a growl I rip my arm out of her grasp and throw a punch, still a bit weak from oxygen deprivation. My arms feel like jelly. With a growl of her own she dodges it and twists my arm behind my back. I feel something drag across my neck, bringing a burning feeling along with it. At the same time, I feel a glitch coming on. Matilda releases me and I fall to the ground, on my hands and knees. I hear her laugh behind me. "The Great One developed a serum to help destroy you if you ever got out of line. Guess what's on my knife? Coughing up blood from the cut on my throat, I glare up at her as my body begins to twitch and break into pixels. She grins and crouches next to me, sliding a finger along the blade. "The serum causes you to glitch out, and you won't be able to anything about it. The world will finally be rid of you. It will finally be pure again." My eyes widen as the glitch goes on, becoming more violent. They never last this long. Could Herobrine really have found a way to make me disappear?
Pixels break off my body and vanish in flashes of light. My vision blurs and goes white and grey at the edges. I shake my head and suddenly I'm on the ground, with Matilda standing above me. She shakes her head and sighs. "You're taking too long to die." I feel the burning sensation again, but this time across my chest. It feels like a fire has exploded in a diagonal line, cutting me in half. I writhe in pain and let out one scream before everything goes blank. My mind, my vision, my hearing. None of it exists. I don't exist. A figure walks towards me on the white plane. "I accept you, my child, as a true Player. Go back. Respawn as who you were meant to be. Fulfill your destiny. Stop my tyrannical brother and bring peace to Minecraftia."