A/N Hey guys, I'd just like to say to the creators of Synaxin, Jem, and Trent, don't fret! I've planned on some of Herobrine's prediction to be wrong.

All eight humans will be a chosen. All eight will have powers! :D

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Ima stop that now...

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Chapter 8: What the hell?

CRACK!

Nethaniel's pick struck stone. He was back in the mine before dawn, no one was awake.

CRACK!

That section of stone broke. He swung again wildly.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

Vvvvvvmmmmmmmmmm...

A cold rush of air burst out of the newfound hole he created. Neth just stared into pure blackness, he'd struck a cave. He pulled out a torch, and walked in. It lit an area around him but he quickly found out it was huge. He heard a wizzing sound, and a [i]tink[/i], the unmistakeable sound of an arrow. He launched his pickaxe in the direction of the skeleton.

Clunk. He heard it stick into it's skull. Then he turned around.

And a pair of red eyes stared back at him.

He tensed, scared out of his mind. The thing also froze, but was shaking violently.

"You pathetic [i]human[/i]." He heard the thing's raspy voice.

He didn't wait for something else to come after him. Nethaniel took off running.

[i]Brah![/i]

He didn't look back. But when a zombie came close he jumped and round-house kicked it, clipping its temple. It crumpled and he continued bolting.

[i]Whizzz,[/i]

[i]Thunk.[/i]

An arrow penetrated between its eyes, and it crumpled.

"What the hell?"

"I'm just as surprised. Normally arrows don't hit Enderborne."

Neth turned to see a boy maybe two years older than him with a bow in hand.

"Who are you?"

"Why should I trust you?" The boy replied.

"Why'd you save me?"

"Well, it seems you were in a tight spot."

Neth nodded. "My name's Nethaniel."

"Trent." He shot his chin up, a bit too high, then brought it down.

"Cool. You know the way out? I got lost running..."

"Oh... Nope. Actually maybe this way," he took off in a random direction only to come back a few seconds later. "I have no clue."

Nethaniel pondered his options. "I could yell for my friend, but it might attract more of those thing-" He stopped talking. "Did you say Enderborne?"

"Yeah. Enderborne. Enderhumans, call them what you like."

Neth looked at it. It started dissolving into purple particles, but it definitely was human-shaped. Smaller than Endermen. It eventually dissolved away and Trent picked up his arrow, Neth taking an Enderpearl.

"That's the thing's heart." Trent pointed the arrow at the pearl. Neth put it away and looked around.

[i]Zzzt.[/i]

Green eyes appeared in front of them, Trent notched an arrow.

"Wait!" Neth and Tenebrisfinis exclaimed simultaneously.

[b]Three hours later.[/b]

Nethaniel, Natalia, Tenenebrisfinis and Riptide all told Trent what had happened, including Neth telling about his dream and the Enderborne.

Tenenebrisfinis shook his head solemnly, and said "Well, there's some news. Not surprising, though, the fact we need more in our team."

Natalie took a feather and dipped the tip in an ink sack they'd gotten by killing a squid in the swamp below.

"Whatcha doin' there, Nat?" Neth asked, right as she hovered it over a price of paper.

"Nosy. I'm writing a letter."

"To who?" Nethaniel and Riptide said simultaneously. All they received in answer was a shake of the head.

Riptide shrugged, then stopped and turned to the Enderman. "Hey, Tenebrisfinis, so... How exactly do we get our powers? Or maybe, do you know what they'll be?"

He shook his head also. "I have no clue on either of those. Right now I'm just as in the dark as..." He froze.

"What?" Riptide asked.

"Riiiiptiiide... You're starting to scare me." Neth.

"You okay?" Nat.

"Freaky." Trent.

After a long minute of silence he turned his head to each of them. "They're coming..."

"What?" Three replies.

"Let's kick some ass." Trent, again.

Nethaniel plopped two emeralds down on the crafting bench.

"Guys, I have to say something first. Herobrine said we'd all have different weapons and armor. Our swords and tools will match the armor, even if its never been heard of." He put a stick under the emeralds, then brandished a beautiful green sword. "Such as emerald."

"It's one of your few powers you all have right now." Tenebrisfinis said. Then he went into more detail, "You can craft things out of uncraftable things, break minecraftian physics, such as make a diamond now that can actually shoot."

"Diamond's not flexible." said Natalie.

"Exactly."

"Well, I want diamond things but we don't exactly [i]have[/i] diamonds." She said.

"Iron will do for now. You can choose your permanent items later, though it's too late for Nethaniel, he's chosen emeralds and he's stuck with them."

"I can't use even wooden tools?"

"It's one of the very few downsides of being a Chosen. If you touched a diamond pickaxe it'd snap and crumble instantly. Of course, that's if you tried to use it. If you were just getting it for somebody it would be fine."

"Wow. You guys are pretty ADD." Trent said behind a smile.

Riptide took charge. "Alright. If they're coming, we need a place to build a fort, soldiers, and the other four humans and pig man who's going to join us. I don't like the idea, but we have to split up. Natalie," he pointed to her, "you know this kingdom better than me or Nethaniel. Go to the nearest fort and tell them our position. I have a feeling the Krellian army knows who we are."

"Hold on! Kingdom? Krellian?" Neth asked.

"There are eleven human kingdoms in this world, some others but that isn't important. Kingdoms, human's anyway, are named after their corresponding king. This is under rule of King Krell. We're lucky, actually. Krell's the least cruel of them all." Natalie took a breath. "The closest city is actually Lux Lapediem. But in honesty, Goldensoul city is our best bet, it's in a giant mushroom biome through The Magnus Erimus-"

"The what?" Neth again.

"The Magnus Erimus means The Great Desert. Eremus, actually means desert in Latin but Arimis is desert in Desert Dweller, so we call it 'Erimus'. Anyway, there is a large plateau in the center of The Magnus Erimus, and we can build fort there."

Riptide nodded agreeingly, but Trent was skeptical.

"No, you see there's already a town there. Kinotcxutan, it's a Desert Dweller city."

Natalie nodded. "And yes, Desert Dwellers are raiders. But desert Dwellers are within King Krell's kingdom for a reason, we have a truce with them. Plus what city wouldn't let teenagers charged with super powers build a fort around the city?"

"Don't answer that." Tenebrisfinis said.

"We got side tracked. Natalie, if you're going to Goldensoul, then how will you cross the desert?"

This time Tenebrisfinis answered; "There's and oasis East of the plateau and its about a days' journey from it. After that its three days' journey to Goldensoul. Meanwhile, we'll be doing other stuff."

Natalie nodded. "I'll go alone, and if I find anyone who looks like they're supposed to be with us I'll tell yah."

Nethaniel began to argue, but realized how if anyone joined them, it'd be obvious if they were a chosen. So instead he nodded and began to unpack everything they'd put in their chest and put it in his backpack, which was a chest covered in blue wool and blue dyed string twisted into a rope. He'd learned this from Natalie, who had a knack for inventing.

[b]It was two days later[/b]

The swamp hit desert.

"How does that work?!" Neth exclaimed. "Five meters that way it's hot sand, the other way it's wet marshland."

They all shrugged and continued on. After a few minutes of walking,

Click.

Neth looked down to see a thin wooden [i]thing[/i].

"Wha-"

Then they all fell. Tenebrisfinis grabbed Nat and Trent, the two closest to him, and disappeared.

Riptide swung out his Gravitite Sword and hit Nethaniel over the head, momentarily reversing his gravity, and launched him up. He then stuck his sword into the stone, it dragged down creating a line of broken blocks but he finally stuck. Looking down he saw about thirty blocks down the sand hit and exploded with TNT under it. He looked up, Nethaniel dangling over the edge some fourth blocks up. Riptide watched as Nethaniel was pulled over the edge and gone from sight. Then he planted his feet on the walls and tried to pull the sword out.

It was no use. He pulled himself up and sat on the sword protruding from the rock and assessed his supplies. He had a bow, quiver, arrows, one torch, and a stone pickaxe. He sighed, stood on the sword, saluted to no one in general, and let himself fall into the deep hole that the TNT created, it opened into a ravine.

[b]Riptide woke up in water,[/b]

Some minutes later. He kicked out and sputtered, but noticed something... Off.

He didn't drown. Not even did he feel as if he started to, or even if he [i]could[/i] drown.

And arrow wizzed by him he stepped back, caught it, and without stopping he spun and reversed its momentum.

Thunk. It embedded itself into a skeleton's skull. His bow broke during the fall so he stole its bow.

"That was... Strange." He spun and notched three arrows into the bow.

He let go of the string.

Thunk, hiss, screech. Head-shotted a skeleton, creeper and a spider.

Then the wispers came. At first they were faint and freaked him out. But after a while, they grew louder. His armor fell of him, slowly dissolving, as did his bow.

The wispers said;

You are the InVincible. You are the InVincible. You are the InVincible. You are the InVincible...

He stood up and shouted,

"[i]I am the [b]InVincible[/b]![/i]"