Sorry that I haven't wrote in a while - I have been busy with other matters. This is the chapter of the story where it actually starts to get interesting. The chapters to come will be filled with more action and maybe even a little romance... As always, reviews are always appreciated, thanks!
Chapter Four: The Legend of Herobrine
Steve was a normal boy. He lived in a village along with many brothers and sisters. His mother was a nurse, his father a farmer. Steve loved to run and play with the other children. They played games of tag and hide and seek. Sometimes, he would help his dad with the crops.
He was exploring with some of his friends when they found a cave. They were told to never go into one without proper equipment, such as ropes, harnesses, pickaxes, a weapon, and food. The children dared each other to go in. A girl with the name of Susan stepped a few yards into the cave before returning. David went a little father than she did before coming back. This continued for about five minutes until Steve boasted that he could go all the way into the back of the cave. No one believed him, until he charged into the damp cave.
Steve slowly walked father and father into the cave. He heard noises, but he assumed they were just the drips of water. He reached the end of the cave, iron inside of it. To prove to his friends that he did indeed do what he said he would, he needed that iron. Will found an abandoned pickaxe, and started mining.
After some time, the little piece of iron ore broke off. But behind it was a wall of lava, which rushed to fill the new space. Steve didn't know what to do. He ran into one of the cave's corridors. One by one, Steve took rocks and blocked up the corridor's entrance. He was safe, but lost.
Steve wandered around hopelessly in the dark cave to find an exit. Hours passed, and he fell hungry and weak, but that didn't stop him. Every once in a while he would see light, to only discover it to be lava. If only he kept that pickaxe! He would've been out in no time. Someone must be looking for him. But who would look in a blocked corridor guarded by a sea of lava? Nobody.
In his final attempt to make an escape, Steve traveled down yet another passageway. At the end, there was a room filled with lava. In its center was a platform made of gold and reddish dirt. Glowstone decorated the walls, along with redstone torches. At the far corner of the room was a small opening in the earth, leading straight to the surface!
Frantically, Steve began making a bridge of dirt across the lava when something stopped him. A shadowy figure appeared on the center platform. It was a dark purple gaseous form that was floating off the ground. Purple flakes sparkled around it. Steve froze, not knowing what to do. He felt himself be picked up and placed right in front of the ominous cloud. Two white eyes stared out of the mist, directly at Steve. His soul was being sucked out of him.
Steve collapsed to the ground, lifeless. Then he rose, off the ground and through the mist. His joyful eyes were replaced by two white soulless ones, forever gazing in front of him. His new name was Herobrine, an eternally evil entity of immense strength. Herobrine's mission was simple; to suck all the light and happiness out of Minecraftia. He not only wanted revenge on the kids that put him up to that pathetic task, but to destroy anyone that stood in his way of complete and total power.
