*Hands out imaginary lollipops to all the reviewers* And thus we are introduced into the conflict...HEY GUYS PINKY HERE AND THIS IS WITHOUT A DOUBT CHAPTER 4! crazy caps lock thing...i don't know anymore but i think the story has already developed a mind of it's own because although my plot line for this story is weak i still have this chapter...TO THE REVIEWS!

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TO THE STORY!

Chapter 4: Not such of a stranger after all

(Brittany's pov)

"How's Mr. What's His Face?" Jason handed me a bowl of soup, almost dropping it in the process.

I smiled and took the bowl. "He's fine." I said. "I think he's a little disoriented with a slight case of amnesia but he should be physically fine."

"Amnesia? He's awake?" Jason sat at the table.

"At the moment? I don't think so but he asked me a few things after scaring me half to death."

"What'd he do?"

"Well…I thought he was completely passed out but then he suddenly sat up and grabbed my wrist…sort of like from a zombie movie." I took a sip of the warm broth from the soup. Just having it in my mouth seemed to loosen the muscles around it. "As for his amnesia…I told him your name and he didn't respond at all, all he did was give out a confused vibe and eventually asked who you were. He even asked what YouTube was?!"

"This might be harder than I thought." Jason took a bite out of his own soup. "Thanks for helping me…through everything. I didn't exactly explain what I was doing or consider what you thought about the situation."

I shrugged. "I'll have your back till death either takes you or me away. That's one part of being married, I'm just praying that you know what you're doing."

"That's the thing." Jason blurted.

I raised an eyebrow and stared at him for a few seconds. When he didn't continue or eat anything I put my soup aside and made a motion for him to finish his thought process.

"I don't know why I just took him in instead of calling the cops or an ambulance or whatever…I know that I know him…but I had this gut feeling and I went with it." Jason looked away from me and sparked a sudden interest in the hard wood floor. "I'm really sorry Brittany…I wasn't thinking clearly. It's not like we can just kick him out now or anything though."

I took Jason's hand in mine. "Ok, first we can still kick him out but we'll just look like horrible people and second, I doubt that the cops or an ambulance were going to help in the situation anyway."

Jason sigh but didn't say anything else. I wish he did though, it helped me know that things were ok but now I'm not so sure myself.

I bit my lip and got up, not really knowing what to do next. "I'm going to take some soup up to our guest…in case he hadn't had anything to eat."

"Brittany?"

"Hm?" I paused just as I picked up a clean bowl and gave Jason a quick glance to insure that I was listening.

"Is there anything else that the man told you?"

'Is WitherMu here?' "He asked why was I so nice." I place some soup into the bowl. "And I told him that it was because you knew and trusted him so I should treat him as an honored guest…at least that was my logic."

I wasn't paying attention to a lot at the time. I was mostly focused on trying to put some of soup into the bowl without making a mess. However I heard some footsteps walk in the area and Jason's unforgettable. "OH! Hello!"

With the bowl partly full, I turned around and saw the man standing there. He was looking at the ground again and was leaning on the wall with his better arm. I felt myself tense. "Looks like you beat me to it, do you want something to eat? There's a bit of soup if you want it."

"Thank you." The man sat in front of Jason at our table and waited as I brought him the bowl that I had.

I picked up my own bowl along with Jason's and put them both in the sink. "I just realized that I never heard you say your name."

I turned around to face both of the men while our guest swallowed the soup he had in his mouth. "they call me Brine…it's a nickname."

I nodded and made my way to one of the extra chairs that we had. I didn't bother saying anything else and let Jason do the talking. "Well….Brine…I'm Jason and that beautiful gal over here is my fiancé Brittany."

I waved and placed my head on Jason's shoulder, our guest still never looked up. "Thank you…for…taking me in like this. I've figured that it wasn't ideal and I'm sorry if I scared you earlier Miss Brittany."

I smiled. "Brittany's just fine."

He nodded and continued to eat his soup. I nudged Jason with my arm prompting him to say something since I was out of ideas but I refused to let there be an awkward silence. "Where you from Brine?"

"Not form here…it's father than you would expect to be possible. Do you…remember me With-…Jason?" The man refused to look up and his constant staring below was starting to get annoying. 'Maybe he just has self-esteem problems like I had'

"A little…it's all hazy but I know I've seen you before." Jason shrugged and leaned his head against mine.

"How'd you get all roughed up?" I blurted. "It must have been some fight…I'm….I'm getting annoying aren't I? I'll ask later." I blushed out of embarrassment. I have no idea where that came from but once I said it, I figured it would be close to one question too many.

Brine chuckled and pushed the soup bowl away from him. "No it's ok…I figured you two must have some kind of questions to ask me. I barely escaped getting run over, that's all I remember."

"That's horrible!" I ran a hand through my hair.

I saw the glint of Brine's toothy grin before the slight view I had of his face changed to sudden grimness. "Do you really not remember me Jason?"

I turned to Jason who crossed his arms and leaned back on the chair. "Like I told you…I know I know you from somewhere. Do you remember me from anywhere? Maybe it can jog my memory."

"How can you forget your own brother?" Brine looked even grimmer than I thought was even possible.

Jason slightly jumped out of shock, lost his cool look and leaned toward Brine. "Say that again, I don't think I heard you clearly."

"How can you not remember your own brother? I didn't think sending you here would have erased your memory." Brine finally looked up, revealing cold, lifeless, blank eyes. In fact he had no eyes at all that seemed to give out a white glow.

The look suddenly made sense. "Herobrine…" My eyes widened in shock and I turned to Jason hoping for some kind of explanation. But by the looks of his face, his guess would have been as good as mine. "You're not my brother, in fact I only have a sister."

"You'll see that we're brothers in due time but right now Wither…" Herobrine stopped himself and appeared to check himself. "…Jason, I need your help to find my sons."

"Who are they….WitherMU, Skybrine and Enderlox?" Jason has an amused face.

"Yes! Exactly them! But YOU ARE WitherMU…my younger brother. If you can just help me find them-"

"It's Jason." He said. "And whether you're right or wrong, I don't believe you."

"Please just hear me out!"

"You got five minutes." I turned to Jason in shock. He's never turned hostile against anyone except Mitch under those certain circumstances but even then it was not as fast as this.

"Ok…what you've heard through those player rumors aren't true. But you are my younger brother through an adoption of sorts. We were both outcasts in our world and begin older than you by a few years, I took the role of your older brother."

'Like me and Adam.'

"After a few decades of just having it be the two of us, I…had two sons. But for their protection and yours I sent you three here while I waited for the day until I could see you again."

I raised an eyebrow and waited for some kind of response from both of the men. Jason refused to say anything other than silently judging our "guest" with his eyes and Brine…Herobrine either finished his story or is it a loss for words. "PLEASE! You have to believe me!"

"Get out." Jason answered in a cold, harsh tone. "I don't want to see you again no matter who you say you are."

Herobrine's eye widened. "No…WitherMu please you have to-"

"IT'S JASON!" He abruptly stood up and pointed toward the door. "Now get the hell out of my house before I call the cops!"

Herobrine stood up and started to walk out of the house. "I will have you back…my family will be the way it should have been…and you will regain your memory. Until next time WitherMU."

The slammed shut causing the whole house to shake. When the mini-earthquake was over Jason broke his cool and crushed me in a death hug. "Jason?"

"I'm sorry…I'm so so sorry."