So ladies and gentlemen! Welcome back! Hope you guys will like this. Can't do reviews right now. Gotta hurry! If I don't do this now, it'll be posted three days from now. Nobody would like that.

By the way, if it feels rushed and cheesy and weird and dislikable and terrible and disgusting and EVERYTHING please let me know and I'll to fix it.

Daniel's P.O.V.

Shit. It hurts. Like everywhere. Did I die again? I open one eyelid, but I'm not in that cubicle grey room that I started in when I died last time. I'm in a cave. I see the shadow fires dancing. I groan, and can't move. Hurts like, way TOO much. I hear movement and shifting, but no explanation why I'm here.

And then, like all cliche stories, I realize why I'm here. The explosions. Of course announcer. Gonna go rain TNT everywhere. Just gotta be that person. I sigh. Were my friends here? I twist slowly, making every muscle in body hurt. To my relief, I see the form of Jones in a corner, probably in just as much pain as I'm in. He's probably not conscious though.

Next to him is Cynna and Chris. Where's Ash? I crane my neck, and finally find him there, curled up, with marks over his arms. I wince. Damn TNT. Wait. What about Mason and May? I know Mason left, but did he manage to survive? And as for May, I slowly move my body around, but the shy girl is nowhere to be seen. I hope we didn't lose someone.

And then I freeze. I mean, if you saw him, you would freeze too. Right next to the fire, holding a stick cooking pork is Herobrine. I gulp. But he's good...right? Of course, being the idiot I am, the first thing I croak out is "That's a bit unconventional. What about a furnace?" Which came out as "Tats birt uconvenal furnase mybe"

"Unlike players, I'm currently a 'hack' in the game, which means it's impossible for me to mine and craft. But Notch left me plenty of convenient items. Good to see you're awake,"Herobrine says, glancing at me.

"So you're...Notch?"I ask. He sighs.

"No. He created me originally as a little scare for the minecraft problems, but the original coding got out of hand and started to mutate. Then he tried to remove me. I moved to a different part of coding, so when he removed my old coding it didn't affect me. That's why after every update, Herobrine's 'gone'. As for the mods, those create another different Herobrine. Not really me. But now, I'm afraid Notch has caught me, and now changed my program completely. I'm supposed to be helping you now."

"Why us though? There are like, what? 60,000 different other players?"

"He chose you to be the candidate and hunt me down. I assume you were trying to more like find me, so we'll let that command slide."

"Oh….What about the random teleporting?"I ask him. He shakes his head.

"Like I said, I myself managed to manipulate my own coding. When HE (?) found a tiny piece of coding, he made a map to track me. Fortunately, that map was wrong and I could choose wherever I wanted my icon to be."

I cough a couple times, and try to lean up, but collapse. "Do you know my other friends? Mason and May?"I ask.

"For Mason, I can't be sure. But I'm afraid…..May didn't make it. When I found you guys, most of you were severely injured. I barely managed to get you guys out. May succumbed to her injuries. She told her friend *points at Cynna* that she would be there for her no matter what."

I'm at loss for words. Finally, I decide not to say anything. Crap, I didn't even know her that well! Everything makes me regret everything. Everything.

"I'll have to tell her. She'll deal with the grief. Eventually. Eventually time passes, and new things come into place,"Herobrine says thoughtfully.

"So now what?"I ask Herobrine.

"When I saved you guys, HE (?) saw us. We need to recover and move as far away as possible. He (?) Can manipulate the game, and send things after us. Fortunately, I can manipulate the coding into providing a little invisibility cloak over us, so hopefully he won't catch on. Unfortunately, he might notice the subtle change in the coding….Which could go very badly for us. If he chose to remove us, we could easily be seen. Because remember. He's everywhere."

"Who's he?"I ask.

He looks away for the second. "Only one person knew as much as Notch when it came to minecraft. The man he worked hand in hand with. The man who accompanied him throughout the entire game, while Notch was still more well known and credited for it."

"Who?"I ask. I'm not good at this kind of stuff.

"Do you really not know?"he asks.

"Nope."

"Jens Bergensten. Known also as Jeb."

"Who's that?"I ask.

"Exactly. Notch told me this before he sent me afterward you. He has a theory that Jeb has hacked minecraft. He thinks it has to do with...jealousy. This is a huge step taken, but Jeb must've been pretty pissed. All those years behind a mask. Though he did a fair amount of credit, he wanted more than that. It's always Notch. Never Jeb. But he turned that fame against Notch. When the time came to blame someone for the teleportation anomaly, nobody would think of that auburn headed man."

I'm shocked. "Why?"

"Did I just not explain every detail to you!"Herobrine says.

"Urgh….sorry."

Herobrine waves his hand. "It's okay. I get your curious. Now let's wake the others. I have a lot of explaining to do."

A/N: Sorry for the short chapter. It was either post now, or three days from now, and it would've only been half a page longer. No questions either. Signing off now. Bya!