Chapter 19
Steve grunted as he rolled over in his sleep, pulling the covers closer to himself. He heard a strange noise and felt someone trying to turn him over. But the miner simply made himself even more comfortable. Who ever was trying to get him up would just have to wait until he was good and ready. This bed was too comfy and too warm to be left now. There was a pull on the blankets but Steve held fast, his warmth was not going to be ripped away from him. "Ten more minutes please." He grumbled holding tighter on the covers. In the small struggle for the blanks a sharp pain found its way to Steve's sighed. "Ah!" the miner gave a sharp cry as he opened his eyes, his hand going for the wound on his side.
His hand was knocked by a large black-clawed hand; Steve followed the arm up to the creature that owned it, only for his eyes to lock with an Enderman's. The Enderman growled and hissed at the miner as he stared at it wanting to scream. But it didn't last for the Enderman turned away from the miner's face and looked back at the wound it had been tending to. Steve slowly started to gain his sense back and noticed that black creature had a cloth and bottle in hand. It pressed the top of the bottle to the cloth before tipping it over the flipping it right side up again; the cloth had been soaked in whatever the bottle contained and the Enderman had placed on Steve's wound. This time Steve couldn't contain his scream.
Heavy footsteps could be heard running down the hall at a quickening pace. The door to the room flew open and Herobrine walked in calmly, trying to act as if he hadn't run all this way when he heard the scream. "What is all this screaming?" His voice was commanding as he looked at the Enderman and Steve for answers. Though his voice held a forced strength to it, his condition didn't help it. His pose was that of a commanding soldier, back straight and shoulders back; but he was shaking and his choice of cloths...or lack of wasn't helping. The demi-god had nothing but a pair of plain black boxers on, yet bandages seemed to cover his arms, chest, legs and even one of his eyes well. The Enderman replied back in its strange language and the demi-god nodded. "I understand Nori but humans do not use splash potions of healing the same way we do; it is most likely a shock to his system." Herobrine stated looking over Steve.
Slowly, the demi-god was made his way towards the bed when another Enderman stopped him, who almost seemed to be out of breath. It took him by the shoulders and started to chirp and grunt in such away that it seemed to annoy Herobrine. "No Thorin. I will not return to my room. Not just yet anyway." Herobrine growled and shook the Enderman's hands away. Without looking back, the demi-god seated himself on the end of the miner's bed and looked him in eye. "How are you faring Steve?"
Steve smiled a little at the higher being and the Enerman or 'Nori' started working on his wound again. "I've been better, but given what we just went through... I feel pretty good." He sighed but started to feel a little worried as he stared at the demi-gods bandaged body. "What about your self?"
"I am fine." The demi-god stated but looked back at the Enderman that had followed him here. "Though the Endermen seem to think that I am not."
"Where are we? How did we get here?" Steve asked, unable to remember what happened after the cave in.
"The Endermen we saved in the dungeons found us passed out on the floor and brought us here." Herobrine explained. "As for where here is, this is my... house so to speak." He didn't want to just come out and say Mansion, it sounded a little like bragging; which was something he didn't want to do just yet.
"House?" Steve looked around his room with his mouth open. "This room is bigger then my whole house! I think the word you want to use is mansion." Steve looked back the demi-god with an eyebrow lifted.
"Fine Mansion." Herobrine sighed and shook his head. "There are thirty some odd floor and my real room is on one of the upper most floors. But the Endermen believe it best I stay on the second floor with you for now." The demi-god seemed most annoyed by this fact.
"Okay." Steve shook his head before asking his next question. "How long have I been out?"
"Four days" the higher being stated. "I only woke up yesterday."
Steve sighed as he let everything sink in, 'four days is along time to be out of it.' Nori finished its work and bandaged the wound quickly, quite happy that its master had willingly provided a distraction so the human wouldn't struggle. Gathering its things it stood and left. Herobrine sighed and also got up from the bed. "I should also leave." He turned to the other Enderman "Thorin, make sure that something is brought up for Steve to eat." The Enderman nodded and teleported away, Herobrine then turned back to Steve. "I am just in the room down the hall. If you need anything ask one of the Endermen or come and get me."
As the Endermen and demi-god left the room, Steve pulled the blanks back up over him. Slowly he closed his eyes and fell beck to sleep.
(Two weeks later)
Steve walked down the flight of stairs with a smile on his face, wearing his normal light blue shirt, dark blue jeans and black boots. He smiled even more when he seen Herobrine standing at the door waiting for him with a pair of shaded glasses in his hands. As usual the demi-god was wearing the exact same thing as Steve but that hardly bothered the miner anymore. "Man I really love that shower in the guest bathroom." The miner laughed as he hit the last step. "You've got to hook me up with one of those, or I'm going to move in with you."
Herobrine looked at the miner in confusion. "Is that another jest?" Faint scars could be seen clearly on the demi-god's face but soon they would not even be that.
Steve laughed even more as he walked up to the demi-god. "I'll let you know once I've lived a week without it." Steve grabbed the door handle and got ready to open it. "Ready to go?" Herobrine placed the glasses on and gave a nod.
The village seemed very excited to see the two, since people had been worried when Steve had not left is house in four weeks. Steve smiled and thanked everyone for worrying about him and his 'brother' telling everyone that they were fine. The sunglasses seemed to do their job well, for no even seemed to be able to see past them. When the demi-god was asked about them he only stated that 'his eyes had become sensitive to the light thanks to spider venom.' And everyone seemed to buy it. The two quickly made their way to Steve's house before Herobrine could lose it on anyone. The demi-god would be staying one more night at the mortal's house before heading back to his mansion, so not raise suspicion, or so he claimed
In the very back of the crowd and out of sight of the two, an old villager woman glared at them, epically Herobrine. As the human and demi-god entered the small house the old woman backed away. "You dare stand against my master like that." She growled looking back at the house. But a smirk spread across her face. "So demi-god, you like to play mortal...I can work with that." Slowly she faded into the darkness.
A/N: well this is it. but like I promised here's the summery to the next story.
Mortal: a follow up on the story danger. a Witch places a curse on Herobrine that causes most of his army to turn against him. Now Steve is faced with a not so immortal Herorbrine, has had everything he knows torn from him.
well that's the new story coming tomorrow. hope you guys like the idea.
Also coming up soon is:
before: a story about Herobrine before he became the hunter we all know and Fear. proofreadby AngelWingz66.