Chapter 6
Sun filtered in through the window hitting the demi-god right across the eyes. Though the warmth felt good the sting of the light caused him to groan, attempting to bring his arm up to block the light and using the other to try and grab a curtain to darken the room once again. When his hand didn't touch the fine silk curtain, Herobrine forced his eyes open to look around. "That Is right" he sighed, "This is not my mansion. It that mort-it's Steve's house." He hated having to corrected himself. Slowly getting up from the bed, the demi-god started for the door.
"Mornin' Briny!" Steve greeted in a cheery voice as the demi-god walked out of the room; he was standing in front of a smoking oven. Turning back to the oven, he felt as if someone was suddenly behind him.
"Do you know what I will do to you if you ever call me 'Briny' ever again?" the words were whispered into the miner's ear, sending a shiver down his spin.
"You'll kill me," Steve answered closing his eyes as he was suddenly turned around.
"No" Steve's eyes snapped open to stare into the glowing white eyes "for I owe you for my life." Herobrine growled "what I will do, is every night when you go to sleep, I will stand at the end of your bed and watch you sleep and visit you in your nightmares."
"Oh I-I guess that's fair." Steve stuttered as the demi-god turned to face the smoking oven.
"Now explain what you were attempting to do here mort- Steve" Herobrine sighed when he had to correct himself again.
Steve couldn't help but smile a little when the demi-god said his name, but he quickly turned back to the oven. "Making breakfast" but the miner's smile did not stick once the ovens fire started to get out of control. Steve jumped back to keep himself from getting burned, about to run to get a bucket of water, by was stopped by the demi-god.
"Go sit down Steve" Herobrine whispered as he moved closer to the oven.
"But" the demi-god simply waved him off and out stretched his hand towards the flame; Steve stared in awe as the flames suddenly died down. Moving towards the couch the miner sat down letting the warrior take over the cooking. Within a matter of minutes the demi-god returned with two plates of well-cooked food, handing one of then to Steve.
"Do not be ashamed" Herobrine said sitting down "most mortal's now a day can't cook well."
Steve chose to ignore the well worded 'your cooking sucks' in favor of simply eating the food the demi-god had made. It was quiet as the two ate, only the sound of forks and knives hitting the plates. Once done the demi-god offered to take the empty plates back to the kitchen. The Miner was impressed by change in attitude in Herobrine, if not a small one.
The warrior placed the plates in the small sink, still feeling the sting from being stripped of his pride last night. He glanced out the window, watching as a few humans passed by the house, a question came to mind as something caught his eye. "Mort- I mean Steve." The miner looked over to him but Herobrine kept his eyes on the window. "Yesterday you told me not to leave the house; this was no doubt so that my appearance would not cause a panic. Am I correct?" Steve nodded, not sure he liked where this was going. "Well then, what is your plan for…say someone coming here?"
Steve's heart stopped for a moment, he hadn't thought of that. Looking back up at the demi-god the miner tried to think of some place he could hide him, but nothing came to mine. The plates and blood stains on the floor would no doubt tell people there was someone else there; and trying to keep someone out would only raise questions. "What makes you think someone would come here?" he asked, noticing the beast never toke his eyes off the window.
"Just a fairly tall young man with short blond, wearing a…"Herobrine paused and tilted his head trying to get a better look, "a long gray coat with maybe a red shirt." He looked back at Steve "I noticed that he has been staring at the house as he walks and has not taken any turns since."
Steve's mind raced to find a name to fit the description and could only find one. A mob slayer named Ridan that had been hired by the village a while ago, but why was he coming here. Steve looked back at Herobrine trying to think of something, anything he could use to hide who the demi-god really was. If it weren't for his eyes he would look completely normal. "That's It!" Steve shouted standing up and dashing for the spare room, managing to startle the demi-god.
"What is it?"
"Your eyes." Steve ran back with a roll of bandages and grabbed Herobrine wrapping the cloth around his eyes. This didn't go over well with the demon for he struggled and pushed at him the whole time not understanding what was happening.
"Release me this moment!" Herobrine yelled trying to shake the miner off of him, "My eyes have sustained no damage! Are you out of your mind!"
Steve held on and finished wrapping the bandages over the demi-gods eyes before letting him go. "There now no one can see your eyes"
"Yes, but now I can not see out of my eyes." It was clear the demi-god wasn't happy as he stumbled around, blinded by the bandages.
"Yeah but now no one can know it's you" Steve smiled trying to keep Herobrine from tripping over his own feet. "You said you didn't want other mortal's seeing you like this. Well now they just think you're a wounded mortal."
"The words to describe how much I hate this do not exist in any of your mortal languages." Herobrine growled as there was a knock on the door.
"You can swear all you want in some immortal languages, once this guy leaves." Steve smiled and answered the door. Just like Herobrine said, Ridan was standing on his doorstep with a friendly smile on his face. "Hey Riden, what's up?"
"Ah nothin' much Steve, one of the market venders asked me to check up on you." The tall man chuckled his blue eyes shining in the light. "What about you? Heard you had some Enderman troubles."
"Ah right" the miner remembered the lie he had told the food vender and was now cursing himself for it. "That right…I um.."
A crash came from the living room followed by a sudden yelp. Ridan's smile dropped and he pushed passed Steve, with his bow out. Steve followed him to see what the noise was about, to see that Herobrine had tripped over the wool block Steve had been using as a chair, and had fallen face first into the couch. "Steve I told you, I can not see like this!" the demi-god tried to push him-self up; but the fall had already done damage to the wounded beast.
Steve rushed to his side with Ridan in tow helping him. "Easy now. I told you to not to over exert yourself." The miner sighed as he and the Slayer moved the demi-god onto the couch.
"I do not recall you ever saying any such like." Herobrine snapped still frustrated at his lack of sight and now he had two mortal's helping him.
Ridan smiled and placed a hand on the demi-god's shoulder, trying to calm, what he thought was a blind man down. "Easy now, Steve's just trying to look out for ya buddy." Herobrine's head whipped around to face the slayer, leaving Steve to bite his lip wondering if Ridan would be leaving his house with both hands. The Slayer didn't seem to notice Steve's nervous look but instead looked to the mystery man's bandaged body. "Geez man looks like you had a real bad run in with some nasty mobs. Shame yours truly wasn't there!"
Steve was starting to chew through his lip; Ridan was a real nice guy but could also be boastful and well… arrogant, and he couldn't help but wonder how much the demi-god would take. Taking a seat on the couch next to the wounded warrior, he waited for the other to snap.
"Yours Truly?" Herobrine repeated raising an eyebrow, not sure how to react to this man that was touching him.
Ridan snatched up one of Herobrine's hands and started to shake it. "Oh yes where are my manners. Names Ridan. Mob Slayer Pro! At your service…um" the Slayer paused waiting for the other to give his name.
Steve's tried to think of a name that would keep anyone off the scent but the demi-god beat him to the punch. "I go by Hero" Steve almost smacked himself in the face. "And the mobs that attacked me were far more of a challenge then anything you have ever faced." The demi-god pulled his hand free from the strangers grip. Who did his guy think he was?
Ridan simply chuckled and sat down on the couch as well, putting his feet up on the wool chair; causing Herobrine to be squashed in-between Steve and the Slayer. "Sure, sure. Well at least your brother Steve has been taking good care of ya; right Steve."
The miner didn't even question it, as he quickly wrapped his arm around the demi-god's shoulders and gave the best smile he could. "Yep, been taking real good care of my brother Hero." He gave a thumbs up to the Slayer. He lessened his act a bit and made his worry show a bit more, "I was real worried about him when he came here." He was trying hard to come up with a believable story, "he was coming to stay with me for a few days. He was a little late getting here, so I had gone out mining and when I was heading home I found him collapsed on the ground." Some of the story was true at least. "For a little bit I thought he had been attacked by Herobrine himself, the injures where so bad."
Herobrine really hadn't been paying attention, to lost in his own thoughts. The word brother had stuck a nerve but not a painful one; and the way Steve had wrapped his arm around his shoulder was very much in the same way his real brother did so. Slowly Herobrine did the same, trying to be careful of his injures. 'I think I would rather own my life to a brother then to some human' the thought cut through his mind; the demi-god knew how much they both looked alike, so it wouldn't be hard to believe. 'I would rather rely on a brother then some foolish mortal too' he sighed laying his head on Steve's shoulder. 'Then it is decided, Steve is my new brother from this point on.' Herobrine was broken sharply out of his thoughts by a loud laugh.
"Ha, Steve don't tell me that you really believe that Herobrine is real!" Ridan laughed whipping his eyes, "that ghost is just an old wives tale." Steve simply sighed and shook his head; he had forgot that Ridan was also a skeptic. The slayer tapped 'Hero' on the shoulder with a laughing grin "you don't believe in the Herobrine non-sense do ya, Hero?"
'Hero' didn't even lift his head from his 'brothers' shoulders and only gave a sigh. "I do not really have the luxury to not believe in such tales."
Steve almost laughed at the answer but held it in the best he could.
Ridan simply shook his head smiling "So your pretty much saying you do believe in him right?" he didn't even look to Hero for the answer, he simply chuckled and stood stretching his body out a bit, seeing the serious faces on the two. "Oh, I know what will make you two feel better" the slayer smiled and turned to the two still on the couch. "Some old sparing partners of mine are coming to diner tonight, why don't you two come along." A bigger smile couldn't have possibly been found on anyone else.
"Ah thanks for the offer but no thanks." Steve shook his head; already knowing this was a bad idea.
"No, I simply am not feeling up to it" 'Hero' denied, trying hard to look warn out and in pain, it wasn't hard.
Ridan only smiled and laughed. "Non-sense the food will make you both feel better." He clapped them both on the shoulder and started heading for the door. "Now if you'll excuse me I've got some mobs I have to slay and few errands to run before dinner tonight; I'll stop by to pick you guys up later this evening." With that the Slayer walked out of the house closing the door behind him and leaving the two still in shock.
Herobrine was the first to break the silence; "thginot deb sih ni nwaps srepeerc epoh I."
A/n: yay new chapter! anyway I want to thank everyone who offered an Oc for me to use. BlackDragon41 I used your OC in this chapter and I may have a bigger part for him later. Blackdawndawn Primus and Lunaris14 your Ocs will be in the next chapter. thanks again everyone.
PS: to find out what Herobrine bring says at the end, read it backwards
Edit: now proofread by AngelWingz66.
