Noah stood in the forest; hundreds of blocks away from the nearest village, hoping no one would find him. He just stood like a statue and breathed. Slowly, he let out a deep, quiet breath as he drew another. This was routine for Noah, son of a famous blade master, though he had ran away. Or, at least, a famous blade master had said he was his father. But the terrifying truth was that he was not actually their father. And Noah knew who was. And so did many others. If they found him, he would be killed and his sister, Marz, would be as well. Noah stood looking menacing, with his sandy brown hair falling in waves in front of his wild ice blue, almost white, eyes. His posture was very erect, which was odd for such a tall boy. One hand at his side, the other at the hilt of his beautiful diamond sword, he looked so peaceful standing in the forest, alone. The sword was his prized possession, as it had been a gift from his father for his 15th birthday. Noah was only 17 now, but his eyes showed age beyond his years and anger beyond him as well.
As he was just about to relax, a crack came from deep in the forest, somewhere to the east. Just as soon as the noise was made, Noah's diamond sword was in hand, gleaming in the moonlight as he assumed the proper position. This took all of 30 seconds for Noah, but he still thought he took too long. Noah was always self-depreciating himself, whether in swords of how he takes care of Marz, he always thought something was wrong with the way he acted. Slowly and calmly, careful not to reveal his emotions, Noah drawled, "Who's there, come out and fight," Slowly and timidly, a frightened Marz emerged from the shadows. She was 14, but from the way she shook Noah had frightened her a bunch. Marz didn't like the way Noah became when he fought, because he went from the kind Noah she loved to a hard, cold, emotionless Noah who cared for no one. But he did still care, she just didn't know that. "Marz, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you, it's just-""I love you Noah, even if sometimes you scare me. I know you love me too,'' Marz said as she buried her head in his chest. Marz and Noah looked nothing alike. Noah had sandy brown waves, while Marz had pin straight fiery red hair, giving her the nickname Marz, coming from her real name Maritza. Noah was tall and Marz was short. The only thing the two had in common was their eyes. They both had ice blue, almost white eyes that were one of a kind. Everywhere they went people marveled at their eyes. Noah leaned down and kissed the top of Marz's head.
After a while of just sitting in silence Noah began to rise. Marz followed behind, trailing like she always did when it came to Noah. She idolized Noah, thought he was the most wonderful thing. Except for when he fought. Quickly Noah became anxious, and Marz was incredibly confused. She was unaware of the fact that villagers had found the cave while she was gone, and were headed their way. To kill them because of who they were. Now, Noah knew who they were, so he had packed up and ran away to protect him and Marz. And now they were back, looking for blood. Noah and Marz's blood, and they weren't going to quit till they got it. Noah knew what he had to do once he heard the crowd, no more than 200 blocks away. "Marz," he said, looking down at his sister for what could be the last time. "I love you, always remember that. Ok?" he continued once she nodded her head. He reached into his pack and took out some things. "Now, I'm going to give you 32 Cooked Chicken, 15 Bread, and 1 Ender Pearl. Now Marz, when I say go, run as fast as you can, and don't even think about looking back. Even if you hear shouting or screams, don't turn around. Now once you get over 1000 blocks away, I want you to use that Ender Pearl and get even farther away. From there I trust you to survive on your own. Use the food wisely, and just remember that I love you so much. And I always will, even if we aren't together for a while," and he pulled her into a tight hug as he heard her begin to sob. "I love you too Noah," she barely whispered between sobs. She turned to walk away, rationalizing a head start when Noah whispered "Wait, Marz, come back." She turned back to see his diamond sword in his hand. "I want you to have this, because you know how to use it. Use it wisely, and when you do Marz, remember me." Silent tears rolled down her face as she nodded. The pain in Noah's eyes was overwhelming as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in for one last hug. A single tear leaked from the corner of his eye as Marz pulled away. He could hear the villagers getting closer, so he whisperer to Marz, "Go," and she took off running. It saddened him, but she listened, not turning around even as the villagers surrounded him, not realizing she wasn't here. He dropped to his knees and allowed himself to be led to the village for execution, hoping Marz got away safely. Praying, something he hadn't done since the truth was revealed.
Marz ran for what seemed like hundreds of blocks before she used the Ender Pearl. Once she was teleported, she collapsed to the grass in a crying mess. She knew, as young as she was, what Noah had done for her, and she would never forget it. She rested her hand on the diamond sword, and a note was tied to it. It read,
My dearest Martiza,
If you are reading this I have done what I have needed to do to protect you. You are the world to me, and every action I took to protect you was worth it. You are a very strong girl, and do not worry, for however alone you feel, I will always be right by your side. I will hug you when you're sad, hold your hand when you're scared, and protect you from the evils of the world, because that is my job. And I know that whatever obstacles you are faced with, you will outsmart and overcome them. Now, for the next issue. I know it is very unlike me to do this, but I have been keeping a secret from you. I feel that now, you deserve the truth. Pans was not really our father. He taught us the blade, and fed us, clothed us, kept us warm, but he was not our birth father. But I know who our birth father was. Now, if you are not ready, please do not open the small envelope. But I know in my heart you are ready, because you have never been light hearted. Keep this with you for when you are feeling down or alone. I love you Martiza and you will always be my little firecracker.
With love,
Noah
Slowly Marz pulled out the smaller envelope with her name written in Noah's curvy script. She had always like Noah's handwriting. As she pulled out the small card, she was shocked at what it read. So shocked she fell to the floor, blacking out. The card read one name, a name that would never leave anybody's mind when faced with it
Herobrine.