Herobrine

Chap 10

The people stood in courage but I could hear their hearts beat extremely loudly. They were terrified, these reactions fueled my power and the swords aura also flowed through my veins giving me an extra boost. Walking close to the people I noticed them take a couple steps back.

"I suppose Notch sent his strongest soldiers to find me?" sneering in their faces from a distance, I took another step forward. I was tapping my diamond sword on my shoulder and I grinned wildly.

"It seems humans never learn their place in this world. Too bad I'm the one to teach it to you."

I then lunged at the man closest to me. He was putting on quite the show with the brave act but I could smell the fear in his mind. It was fuming more than the others behind him. He was scared for his life.

"You are right to have fear for your life mortal!"

he blocked my hit with an iron sword, but my strength was fueled by my sword and His iron weapon cracked down the middle causing it to shatter onto his face, he then cried and covered his eyes, trying to protect them. He failed miserably and cuts quickly bleed from his face.

But something quite unusual happened.

Green light came from the cuts and they healed slowly.

I gaped but quickly shut my mouth and put on my smirk again, acting not surprised. I looked behind the man and at the group of humans. The girl had her hands up and was struggling to use the magic. I recognized the green light straight away.

Notch had done the impossible; he had given little magic to the humans just to stop me. I grew enraged, this was impossible! He could not!

Retaliating I tried again with my sword with a quick jab, but yet more magic was used and a small barrier clashed with the swords point, and it flung from my hand. Not caring about losing my sword I grabbed his neck with my hands and squeezed it tightly. He choked and gasped and clawed at my hands, but I held on.

His neck was caving in and he struggled with weak kicks and suddenly an arrow flew from in front of me and struck right were my heart was. I gasped sharply, and let go. The man fell to the ground and sputtered. Curling around in a ball and flailing his arms and legs around, I stepped over him. Ripping the arrow out, I broke it with my fingers and flung it to the ground.

The group was hesitating so much that I could have already killed them. Spotting two archers standing next to each other I dashed forwards. With ought time to protect their weapons I grabbed both the bows in separate hands and flung them to the ground. Launching a fist at the nearest archer with great accuracy, it collided with the side of his face and a harsh crack was heard.

My unnatural strength had broken his jaw. Sweeping my feet low I tripped the man next to me. He fell backwards landing on his back with a harsh,

"Huff!"

Feet were then heard behind me and a harsh battle cry too. The fallen leader had gotten up and off the ground.

Whipping around I had bent down to grab the archer who had fallen and got a hold of his ankle. Easily flinging him into the leader charging at me with another sword. He must have had an extra in another scabbard. His contorted expression on his face told me that he was really fighting this time. I took a casual stance with my body leaning backwards a bit and my hands swinging back and forth behind my back. He was confused but kept running. It turned almost slow motion for him and I fell backwards as he swung over me and missed. (lol hero's a master at limbo and he's not touching the ground btw.)

He staggered forwards but lost his balance and I kicked upwards hitting his stomach and he flung past my head and over my body. Using the force of my kick I swung my foot back and stood straight again.

His body made a harsh crack on the tree he hit, and he screamed in pain. Blood flew from his mouth and onto the ground spattering his armor too.

Pain flooded his system and he struggled to breath. Trying to gasp in the air he needed.

The sorcerer then ran up to the man under the tree and her black hair covered his face as she lightly shook him; trying to keep him from going unconscious. Staggering she raised her head and looked at me. The glare she held had the most hatred I have seen before. Obviously the one I had killed was dead and was most likely a loved one.

Tears shredded her red cheeks and she screamed and raised the green wooden staff she was holding. Large vines came up from the ground and grappled my wrist's trying to tug them down to the ground. I then tugged back, trying to keep from falling. Violently they tugged again. Falling backwards I landed heavily on my back. Mere roots could bring down a God onto his back.

I growled and thrashed around violently, but vines also wrapped around my kicking feet. Hissing more I pulled at the sharp pointed edges and lashed out, trying to break free. Unfortunately even my God-like powers could not break the strong vines easily. Grunting, I then stopped struggling, and paused, glaring at the approaching humans. To close! To close! To close! These humans were approaching me with too much confidence for my liking. I could not lose again. I already lost once and I wasn't determined to lose again.

Rage started to build. And I struggled again only to see a sword at my heart.

Oh great. Once again. This position seems very familiar.

"I wish we could end you here. But it seems Notch has concluded that you are immortal. I wish I could take back all the lives you have claimed, but yet I cannot, Sadly. But I have the opportunity of a life time. I will not waste this glorious time. Everybody."

The leader took a breath, Gesturing to me with his hand. A couple of the men stepped forward. The blond spoke.

"You had killed my sister… I have been waiting for this moment forever! The moment when I can hear you suffer! The cries I heard from my sister that night! I will not forget that! Never! And you… for no reason in particular had to kill her! Right in front of me!" he seethed.

This did not concern me at all. I simply ignored his ranting from then on until the sword pressed harder.

"Speak you beast! Do you have anything to say at all?!" tears stained the edge of the man's eyes. He was too caught in the past to realize how he was acting in the present. The pressure from the swords tip left my chest only to be replaced with a blast of pain in my shoulder. Looking down, the sword was protruded through my shoulder blade and stuck out on the other side and into the ground behind me. I flinched sharply at the pain but I tried my best to ignore it. Sticky crimson blood ran down my chest and into my shirt, staining the new one an ugly red.

"There is nothing to say of my business to you humans."