Herobrine chap 2

All I could see was black. Huh. Funny, usually I can only see white walls. Maybe opening my eyes would be best?

I lazily opened my eyes. Where was I? I don't remember being here. I looked at my surroundings, it was unusually dark but my eyes lit up the room. Suddenly I remembered what had happened. I jerked upwards but to my surprise I was flung backwards. I was chained to the floor? Ha! Nothing could stop me from escaping. I then took the right chain on my arm witch a strange bracelet tightly pulled at my wrist, and started pulling the hard metal. I completely regretted that. Before I could process what happened a large lightning bolt shot out from the strange contraption I was chained to. I screamed as my body seared with pain of the great shock, one enough to kill a normal human. But I could not die. But I could feel the pain. It kept going. The agonizing pain of the shock numbed my feeling but I could still process the pain.

Finally it stopped. My eyes dulled from the force of the electricity and power, it appeared to have sucked the power out of my body. I felt weak…. My body flopped to the ground from the shock. And my white eyes closed. Such unusual behavior from me, it still hurt a lot and I began to slightly groan. The electricity still flowing through my veins hurt like hell! A silent door creaked open and from the corner of my vision dark black boots walked in slowly. I once again opened my eyes to see that the lights were on. With effort I tried to pull myself up but my arms where still shaking. Unable to get up I laid on the stone ground, breathing heavily. I have never been shocked by lightning before and never will I want to. I looked at my surroundings and noticed redstone lamps were lighting the room. And I was at the center. My feet were chained also. The heavy metal hurt, that feeling of coldness digging into my skin was not satisfying. The stomping of shoes came towards me, but the feeling of defeat came in my gut, so I did not move. A boot slammed in front of my face, slightly surprising me. My tired body reacted poorly. Slowly slinking backwards with my back pressed again the strange metal contraption, I looked up from the boot and to the figures face.

"B-brother!" I gasped. He-he got me?! Its over! I'm done! I'm wasted!

Still unable to get up I used the machine for support to sit up

"Brother! You must let me go! I-I didn't kno-" he cut me off, quickly with an angered face.

"Herobrine. I'm so upset with you. You have killed millions of players. Tortured them. Soaked you're own two hands with their blood in joy and you expect me to buy that you "DIDN'T KNOW!?" Notch screamed. I didn't know what to think. Yes I had liked killing the innocence and hurting them… and torturing them….. and scaring them…. And maybe it was for my own satisfaction, but it was also something much more Notch would never understand.

But I had no clue what to say. Everything was slowly falling. All down into a pit of burning lava. All my plans, my whole life is ruined. It's all falling out of my reach, like crumbs out of your own hands.

Down. Down. Down. Finally hitting the floor.

His foot lifted to my hand and stomped. Right on my palm, the bones shattered. He smashed my hand harder and harder turning his foot back and forth against my broken hand.

"stop brother. Please. You are hurting me."

I weakly whispered. So exhausted that I could barely talk and barely feel the pain. I wanted sympathy from the person I had never liked. He then brought up a fist. That is when I snapped. I can't stand my older brother hurting me. It is just something that never came to me when I thought of my older brother. His fist landed on my face and sent me hurling to the side from the godly power he used. The chains were short so they were quick to stop me from tumbling into a wall.

"Now you know what defeat feels like, what pain really means. I'm so pissed at you. But I cannot even stand to see you like this. But I don't think I have a choice. Nor do I think I'm done. Brother. Remember when we were young? You would always be by my side when I needed help. You were not waiting in my shadow cowering. Too scared to even talk. You were right there. Maybe even in front of me. But you were never meant to rule. And that's just the way it was and is. You will never rule anything brother nor own anything. Nothing or anybody will be truly yours. But you can change brother. You can change everything and go back to my right-hand man. You just need to take a chance." Notch looked at the weak helpless me on the ground and frowned. I struggled to get up. Weakly placing my good hand on the ground and lifting my side up I looked at my "brother"

"No. you are wrong." I was quick to retort back, wiping a hand on my cheek to get rid of the trace of blood the hit left. "I was the one in the shadows. I was never in front of you. I was NEVER right there I couldn't even TALK! It took all my strength my whole life to try and live up to your expectations only to have it burned to the ground. I wanted for you to be proud of me. To treat me like a brother not a helper. I looked up to you. You were all that I had. But you never believed in me the way I did. Brother, you lied to me. I still believe in you. But maybe I'm wrong and always have been. Maybe I shouldn't believe in you anymore. I don't need you're trust anymore. No matter what I do you hate me more each time. You will never understand how I feel. You will never be my actual brother. I thought you knew me better. Was I no more than you're right-hand man? Was I just a tool made for helping you? I don't know you anymore. I don't believe in you anymore. And I don't think I ever have."

A long silence was held before I spoke up again. "What am I supposed to do? Just sit here and rot? While you drink cool wine and have a celebration for my capture." I waited, looking at the wall I almost flew into, holding my cheek.

"exactly." I heard before a door slammed shut.

Once again I was on the cold floor. A warm wet object slowly slid down the side of my face. I whipped it with my hand. Was I…. crying? Why am I feeling emotions now? I usually don't have many. Maybe only… revenge? And a twisted version of happiness. But I was feeling something else. Something bigger. Maybe regret? Great sadness too? I then felt too tired to even move. This was already to pitiful for me to put up with. I was being drained of power; my body convulsed In short rapid movements. But I felt something else even greater than regret, sadness, and revenge. I did not realize this until later; it was loneliness that was driving me to sadness and insanity. Which was already created in my dark world.

My dark view of things. Or at least what they think is dark. Apparently im the evil one. Yes I am feared and yes I do kill people but that does not mean I am bad, there is a reason for it and it is simply revenge. In my white eyes, humans are the evil ones and must be stopped and yet. They don't go through what I had to. They never did. My past will be kept a secret and I was always determined to keep it that way. There is light and shadow. I was the shadow to be extinguished eventually, and yet I was never. I never would be.