Silent Lovers
Minecraft- Herobrine/ OC
::Chapter 1 - A New World::
Breaking into this new place was hard. It was a whole new biome and carrying all these supplies was difficult for me. I managed to build a simple wood home and now I was collecting materials out in the jungle.
I found a quiet place on the flatlands with a village, a jungle, and a small lake nearby.
To say I was lucky was an understatement.
At least I thought it was.
"Six stacks of wood, three stacks cobble, and four pieces of wool. That will do for the day." I murmured to myself. I jumbled through the rest of my inventory, going through random blocks, torches, and food.
"Great, I'm down to only two porkchops...and night is coming fast."
The last glimmers of sunlight shone on the horizon, long shadows cast from trees and-
Wait.
There was another human shaped shadow. It wasn't mine.
The shadow seemed even longer and darker than all the others. The tip of the head reached my feet. My eyes traced the outline of it, finally stumbling upon the owner of it.
He was staring at me, and those eyes. God, those eyes.
I managed to only look at him for a moment before I blinked, and he was gone.
I decided to brush it off, thinking that I was just hallucinating for being out so long. Then I headed for home.
When I did reach home, thankfully with the help of my compass, I unloaded and stowed away the supplies I harvested. I took off my flimsy leather armor- which only held up barely- and laid them on my crafting bench.
"Man, I stink. Checklist for tomorrow, one, take a bath all right..." I lazily crawled into bed and wrapped my tattered sheets around me.
As I tossed and turned in bed, I couldn't help but think of that strange encounter with that man.
Was he a villager? No, his clothes are far too different. The man wore blue jeans and a teal shirt that was a bit messy on him. He was a brunette, in contrast with my black hair.
Though the man's most striking feature was his eyes. It was a milky, kind of silver color. More white than iron but it had a dead gleam to it.
Maybe he has seen things that shouldn't be seen by anybody.
Then that'll make two of us.
I churned around my thoughts for a few more minutes, before fatigue and the "bad" emotions finally exhausted me and I fell into slumber.
My vision was foggy and...purple? Was this a dream? I was in an enclosure of bookcases and on one wall there was an iron door. I looked around and recognized nothing.
Then I smelt the oh so familiar scent of smoke. I turned my head and on the wall behind me a fire had suddenly been lit and was burning the books at an alarmingly fast rate.
"No...no. No! Stop!" I knew yelling at the fire was futile. I reached for the door, but it wouldn't budge.
"Damn, isn't there a goddamn lever or button? Shit!..." I cursed.
The fire was spreading quickly and was nearing my side of the increasingly shrinking room.
"Fuck, how do I get out!..." by then tears were starting to prickle my eyes. The smoke was filling my lungs and I can feel the searing heat of the flames.
I took one last look at the door and saw a small window. I peeked through and saw the man!
"Help! Please help me! The room is burning, please, help!" I was desperately trying to get his attention. But all he did was stare.
Those eyes, I think they burned me more than even the fire did.
She fell silent after realizing that asking for a savior was useless. She wasn't going to be saved.
The tears that fell from her emerald eyes slid down her cheek.
My, was she a beautiful one.
Though I am in no right to be making such inquiries about her, she has seen me and knows of my existence.
She must be taught.
She must learn.
The consequence of crossing my path.
Hi! Author here! You can call me Sam :3 This is my first story and I thought I should start it off with a bit of Minecraft fanfics?
Some Herobrine love up in here!
Oh and I purposefully left out details of our character, it will be uncovered in due time...like in a few chapters pfft