Herobrine
Chap 7
The sky was a deep black and the moon was full. Stars streaked the sky in a messy manner. There were two figures trekking along under these stars. One of them walked with confident strides while the other sulked behind it. They arrived at a house in the middle of the large meadow, and opened the door to walk inside.
"You can sleep downstairs on the living room couch…" Candycove spoke finally after the long walk home.
Herobrine put the bags he was carrying onto the table to the right of the door.
"Alright I guess so." Herobrine decided that he wouldn't pressure the human; she had just witnessed a brutal murder of people. Not only this. It was the first murder she had ever seen. Word would get out to the town in a couple of days because of the people that fled, that Herobrine was free. He should have killed them when he had the chance. Damn humans. Always getting in the way of everything.
Of course he completely forgot about Candycove.
Herobrine POV
Entering the house I put the bags on the table to my right and Candycove spoke.
"You can sleep downstairs on the living room couch…" she hesitated. She was still cautious around me.
Well I completely understand… I just murdered many people and I'm sure she did not enjoy the scents or sights like I did. But that was just so wonderful~ the feeling of power and adrenaline the great happiness I can feel tearing the limbs from humans bodies.
"Hero?" She looked at me then looked away and flicked a switch. The lights lit the small house up filling the area with light.
I was smiling evilly the whole time.
"huh? Oh yeah that's fine"
I followed behind her walking past the bathroom I arrived to the living room and the dark blue couch was facing a large T.V. laying down she exited the room, leaving me in my thoughts again. A little bit of time passed and outside was slightly illuminating the room, along with the white glow of my eyes. Scanning my surroundings again, there was a wooden table alone in the middle of the two couches and a pink flower was in the middle. The petals of the flowers were spread out and lively. Reaching my hand out I touched the closest flower. It shriveled at my touch and it spread to the others, turning a deathly black. I slowly took my hand away. Looking down I sighed. What happened to me? Turning away from the flowers I laid on the couch putting my hands behind my head, and my feet on the end of the plush. Slowly closing my eyes the rain outside lulled me to sleep.
I don't sleep for a reason. But maybe this one time…
"wake up Herobrine! I don't want to miss the birth of the enderdragon's daughter! She's coming out of her shell today!"
I felt my shoulders shake. My bed was very comfy and the sheets where up to my chin. I was snuggled up and pulled the sheets above my face.
"I don't wanna! Why do I have too? Let me sleep!" turning over I grumbled.
Suddenly my body lifted into the air.
"Put me down, Notch! You know we are not supposed to use our powers!"
I flailed my arms around.
"Fine I'm waking up! Just let me go!"
The gravity came back to me and I flew back to the bed and bounced off. Landing on the floor I pulled myself off using my hands that were scratched.
"ow."
The blinds were up and the sun came flooding in the room.
"Get dressed Herobrine. We are leaving in a few minutes"
My older brother left the room, getting up I changed into my usual dark blue pants and turquoise shirt. Smoothing the creases I left my room, opening the door I stepped into the wooden hallway which lead to stairs. Not even bothering to eat I stepped out the front door and the blinding sun pierced my purple eyes. We had made a town along with our mother and father, they had adopted us a long time ago, and to this day have no clue of our real age, or our powers, and they aimed to build a huge city together. It was working out so far, none of the town's people knew we were Gods. We take the age of 15, and hide our powers from everyone. Our parents were not home then
The cold air whisked around and broke the silence outside, and I began to walk to town center. Passing by humans on either side of me, they waved and I smiled and waved my hand back at them. It was a lovely day out, the clouds gathered at a far corner in the sky covering the blue that hid behind. And everyone was outside waiting for the arrival of the new dragon to rule the end. When an ender dragon gets to its mature age it searches for a mate in the end and they have only one purple egg that sits for as long as it needs too until it predicts its mothers future and hatches exactly 4 months before the mother dies. So it is at its mature stage to have a mate, and lay another egg right when they find one. It's all a giant cycle of life, and death. Just like mortals, I feel very bad for them. We have watched many humans die at our finger tips and moved onto new mortals and towns.
I arrived at the town center and a purple ender dragon was sitting peacefully next to a cracked egg, the mother was gazing gently down at her egg and growled lightly when humans came too close. The dragons had a tradition to come to the over world when an egg is hatching for the child to just see the over world humans and its surroundings once to learn and go back to the end to train and grow into a mature ender dragon. She gazed at me thoughtfully when I entered into the circle of humans; I then stopped and gazed at the egg. It had a slight purple glow to it and an almost obsidian look. The dark cracks lined the sides and traveled to the bottom. The egg began to break open and the light grew extremely harsh and everyone looked away. Covering my eyes I watched tiny claws weakly come from the top of the hard egg. The light faded and everyone gazed back, the small child dragon fell out of the egg and crushed the sides. It was no higher than my knees. Something was wrong. The child walked around almost lifelessly and gazed at everyone with cloudy eyes. The mother sensed something too and bent down to lick the youngling, to clean the newborn. The audience awed in the cuteness but I frowned.
The child would not last.