Hello all! The idea for this story came to me while I was messing around in creative mode. The first chapter is kind of short and rushed, but please just bear with me for now! I'll have the next chapters out very soon and I promise they'll be better than this one! If you like it so far, feel free to favorite, follow, and review! And if you don't like it, still fell free to review! Don't be nasty about it, but tell me why you don't like it so I can improve! Thanks for reading!

Her shrill shriek split the air as I hovered over the forest with searching eyes. There! She was crouching in the midst of the flames, protectively covering her child as I swoop down to save them, the flames hungrily licking closer to them.

Pardon me, perhaps I should give you some information about what's happening. My name's Brian. Or at least, I think it is.

You see, I have no idea how I got here or who I am. This morning I woke up in the middle of a forest surrounded by livestock. As I explored in an attempt to jog my memory, I accidentally stumbled into a ravine, where I discovered something you won't believe; I can fly! Crazy, right? Now, instead of remembering just who I am, I'm even more lost! So I've been flying around all day trying to get used to it. I'm doing pretty well, if I could say so myself.

As I've explored, I've noticed the beauty of the world around me. There is plenty of wildlife- cows, sheep, pigs- and the landscape is breathtaking. There's all kinds of trees and hills and mountains, with rivers, lakes, and ponds. Heck, there's even a lava pool in the forest, but I try to avoid that since it makes the area smoldering hot. I've tried as best I can to preserve the environment. I don't break anything if I can help it, and I've actually found out that I have everything I could ever want in this backpack I have (which I also have no memory of). It's crazy, really. There is literally everything in the bag, and nothing ever runs out. So even if I needed something, I at least don't need to take away from the environment.

Earlier, I had also stumbled across a cave. Curiosity got the better of me, so I dove in for a bit of spelunking. It was pretty dark, but I managed to find some torches in that pack of mine, which I had set on the ground at different points. In there, I ran into a group of monsters. Zombies, skeletons, a spider, and a couple of green things, that I later discovered were called creepers. I was freaked out, but then, who wouldn't be? I had sneaked around a bit to try to avoid them, but a zombie had seen me and they all came over to me. My heart was pounding. Ohnoohnoohno, I had thought as they all came forward, limping, creeping, and sneaking. I tried running, only to run into a skeleton rounding the corner.

We both hit the ground with a thud. The skeleton was rubbing his head. "Ouch," he muttered. The monster glanced up at me. "Where did you come from?" Strangely, it didn't seem hostile. This surprised me, considering he held a bow and a sheath of arrows was draped over his shoulder. By now, the other group had caught up.

"Yah, we were just coming over to ask you," one of the zombies said. My head was spinning. They...can talk? Or maybe I can just understand what they're saying...but how? Just who am I?

"I...don't know," I reply finally, looking around. The creatures still frightened me a bit, as I wasn't entirely convinced that they weren't hostile. "I was exploring, to see if I could remember."

"That's too bad," replied a creeper. A spider screeched in agreement. I must not be able to understand their language. "It's almost night, I think. Let's go to the surface now. I know you guys don't like the sun," he continued, directing the last part to the undead creatures around him.

For a while, I roamed around with them. They never asked my name, probably because they knew I didn't remember it, or perhaps they thought it was unimportant. As we neared the forest again, we heard a faint crackling sound. Which brings me to right now. The wildfire. Remember the lava pool I mentioned? Apparently some sparks from it caught some vegetation on fire, or maybe the heat finally just became too much for it, I don't know, but either way it started an intense forest fire in the middle of the night. For a moment, I contemplate quenching the flames with some water, but the fire is spreading too fast and is too large already to put out. A bunch of monsters were fleeing from the angry wall of heat. One of them, a zombie, started asking where his wife and child were. I didn't really think much of how I could actually understand what he was saying when he spoke in a bunch of moans and groans, and I just took off flying over the forest. It was extremely hot, and a few times I had to fly higher because a tree would explode into a shower of sparks, but eventually I spotted them. The zombie lady let out a scream (well, maybe more like a high pitched groan) as a tree popped and crackled, spraying sparks in their direction. She huddled defensively over her son, who didn't seem to understand fully what was happening, just that he was in danger. I dove downward into the blaring flames, the heat seeming to scorch down even into my bones. The woman gasps and holds tightly onto her son as they are scooped into the air by me. I get away from the flames as quickly as possible back into the group of monsters, where I set the pair of zombies down amid a chorus of cheers. The zombie man who was looking for them earlier ran forward and embraced both of them, and then he looked back up at me. "What's your name? You're a hero!" the man asked.

Hero? I like the sound of that, I think, somewhat conceitedly. No one knows who I am yet…this could be a new start for me. I stand there for a second, and the monsters have crowded around me in a circle. They're all talking at once, and I hear things like, "Yes, tell us!" "You saved them!" "He can fly! "You're our hero!"

Brian. That's my name but…that's no hero's name. Hero Brian? Herobrian…

"Herobrine," I decide. The monsters stop their chatter for a moment before breaking out into more cheering.

"I can't thank you enough, Herobrine," the same zombie man said. "You saved my family."

"Yes, thank you." This was the lady talking, hugging her son.

A skeleton stepped forward. He brandished a bow, and wore a golden helmet on his head. He seems to be the leader, maybe a chief, I think as he removes the helmet. "Herobrine, you have shown a remarkable feat of heroism. We all thank you, and I don't think anyone will object when I say that you deserve this more than I do." With that, he placed the gold helmet on my head. Cheers broke out around the circle, and the circle closed in on me, hoisting me into the air and carrying me toward the mountains to my new kingdom.

And that's it for this chapter. Like I said, it's definitely not the best part of the story, but please stick with me at least until the next chapter! I promise it'll be better! Also, don't forget that review! (please!) Thanks for reading!