'The world is ending...' Alex thinks. She was on the floor, knees to her chest. She knew from the explosion that Steve was too late. The Endermen had picked her up and put her in a room within the stronghold, her tools, armor and weapons all confiscated somehow. Was that the work of something else?

"I don't know anymore..." she mumbles to herself. She was going insane not knowing what was happening. Was the world REALLY turning into the End? Were her creations ruined? And, most importantly, was Steve alright? She bangs on the iron door of the tight, claustrophobic room she was in, nearly fainting from the muggy and hot air around her. "PLEASE let me out! Please, please, please!"

One of the Endermen slam their thin, stick-like arms on the door, making a surprisingly loud knock. Alex plonks herself down on the mossy stone floor. She didn't care about their previous relationship either. All Alex wanted was Steve, even if that meant certain death. Just one last time, one final moment to tell him, before everything was gone. It pained her so much to know that that was not the case; all because of these stupid Endermen.


Steve, feeling the rumble of the transformation beneath his feet, was frenetic. He was searching in every little stairwell, iron bar cell and room for ANY sign of Alex. Maybe there would be an encounter of Endermen, knowing that they probably had something to do with her kidnapping.

'If she's alive...' he says. He slapped himself for that.

"Alex?!" he calls, seeing another unlit hallway. Eagerly floating past it, he only ends up in a dead end, disappointing himself further. Most of his frustration soon becomes full-fledged anger as he keeps reentering the same rooms he had already been to. And when he does see a new room, it was always empty or a dead end. Nothing was showing up.

"Alex!" he shouts again. The only sound he could hear was his own echo. He wasn't losing hope, not now. "Where the Nether could she be?!" He had turned the place inside out TWICE, but still couldn't find a single confirmation that she was in here. "Maybe she didn't make it, maybe she couldn't fight off the Endermen. I should've been more patient with her! Now she's gone...and it's all my fault too!"

He runs past the same hallway he entered for the third time. Holding his pickaxe, he smashes the stone brick floor. He was getting really desperate now.

"Alex!" he yells. Maybe there was a dungeon or a hidden room that he hadn't noticed. 'But I'll never be able to get through all of the floors...' he thinks to himself, but he continues to dig. "Alex!"


Alex hears her name ring in her head, as if someone was calling her. 'I must be growing more insane...' she thinks, unable to shake the image of Steve her head. 'Just...stop...thinking about him! He's fine!' she lies to herself, banging on the iron door for the umpteenth time. Her fist started to hurt from the constant punching. "LET ME OUT YOU-"

"Silence!" a familiar voice bellows back. Alex stops. That was no Enderman.

She stands up so she could look through the peepholes of the door. It was Herobrine.

"What...YOU did this, didn't you?!" she makes a wild guess, and, she was surprisingly right. "Why?! Why didn't you take another world?! One WITHOUT any life?" Herobrine responds with a vindictive smile, acknowledging sweet success.

"That's exactly why I took this one."

Alex looks at him with the most evil glare she could make. It only made him grin even wider, and even laugh.

"I'm sorry, miss. There's simply no stopping it. The command has been set, the block has been dropped, and the world has already ended. This world is mine!" he flies through the ceiling above him, laughing hysterically.


Steve digs down another brick block, wiping the sweat off his forehead. The stone felt as if it was getting harder and harder to crack. He stops mid-pick after hearing something in the far distance. His name...

"Alex?" he says worriedly, knowing that he was at the right heigh now. He stops digging and follows the direction of the sound as best he can. It was hard to tell, as all of the hallways echoed each voice and sound, causing a flurry of infinite voices, only for it to end as quickly as it began.

He reaches a corner. Steve stops and leans forward to see what was behind it.

There was an iron door with two Endermen standing beside it. But there was someone else with them. "You!" Steve yells, readying his fists. "You didn't have to do this!" The shaking of the ground crescendoes as the End code continues to spread at a phenomenal rate.

Herobrine grins. It was obvious that Alex was behind the iron door. "You still don't GET it, do you?!" he bellows in reply. "You want a negotiation? You want to...to...to have your own PLOT of land for yourselves? I've made the mistake of trust too many times before, and I'm not making it again. You humans are fine at first, rebuildiing your houses and villages in your plots. Then, you get greedy. After a few months, you want MORE land. Then more, then more! Soon, you'll be revolting against me, and I lose everything all over again! Now I'm not taking any beggars. This world is not being taken from me, and I'm taking revenge at the same time..."

He arms himself with a diamond sword. The rumble of the ground was getting closer, and Herobrine soars to the surface, leaving the two behind. Steve rushes over to the iron door and smashes it open as the Endermen teleport back to their homeland.

The two shout out the other's name in unison. After a long embrace, Steve holds on to Alex tightly. "Goin' up!" he warns, flying up the same hole Herobrine did.

"Why did he let us go like that?" she asks, slightly confused. The End was everywhere when they reached the surface. The code was embedded within every block, transforming them from stone, dirt and trees to pure End stone and obsidian.

Steve had to fight Herobrine, to keep him from doing worse. There had to be a way to reverse this. But all he needed was a command block. Where would he find one of those?

He flies (with Alex) back to the village, where the command block was dropped by Herobrine. He inspects the code, not understanding a single tag in it. He erases it and puts in a code he learned when he was an amateur mapmaker. That occupation didn't last long, but he brought his knowledge with him.

He recites the coordinates of a special place in his head. The idea was to make an island high up in the clouds, put Alex there and go fight Herobrine. After finishing the clone command (with some extra tags), he sets the command block to work, faithful that the command executed without interjecting the End Code in a negative way.

Steve, in the middle of inputting another command, was hit in the back with a big stone block, cracking his back almost into halves. His hand rushes to the spot, and his head was thrown back in pain. He doesn't move, as the slightest strain would aggravate his spine. Alex gasps incredulously, but Steve didn't want her involved.

"There's no reversing the End code, Steve." Herobrine reads Steve's mind as if it was written out in chat in front of him. "It's not something that can be converted to the Overworld again. That's not how my coding works. The truth is, you can't stop me."

He finishes the code and presses enter, activating it again. Alex disappears, teleported to the island. 'One more command...' he thinks, putting in the /fill command one more time to turn the command block into air. Steve's teeth were grinding from pain. He talks with a stressed voice and, every once in a while, stopped because of his back, "Okay...I lost...can we live our...final moments in peace?"

But Herobrine wasn't done. Running up to him with a diamond sword, Steve turns around and punches it away with his hand, which instead cuts into his skin like an arrow through an apple.

Herobrine kicks him back away from the command block. Just before Herobrine's hands could touch the buttons, Steve tackles him to the ground, socking Herobrine in the face. "Why..."

The latter shoves Steve back with his feet. He scrambles to the command block, hoping to stop Steve from doing whatever he was intending to do. "...did you do this?"

"Haven't I explained this already?"

Steve flies forward as fast as he could, hugging Herobrine during his flight. He lands with Herobrine as the bottom platform, grinding the gravel on his back. "You think earthly pain will stop me?" Steve flies up and speeds toward the ground, ignoring Herobrine's nonchalant remarks. He had to stop him, or, if not, slow him down enough so he has time to destroy the command block.

"As much as earthly beings will!" Steve's landing dug Herobrine into the ground a good two blocks. Steve flies back to the command block, frantically trying to finish the line of code with his left hand.

After finally entering and activating the command, the block disappears literally into thin air. "No more commands for you," Steve sputters, his voice dry and throaty. Herobrine didn't care anymore. He got what he wanted: a land for himself and the world for his own creation. It was irreversible, and nothing can stop it or stoo his kingdom.

But that wasn't Steve's main concern. 'Alex is in a safe place now...' Steve reminds himself, trying his hardest to ignore the sharp pain that cried on his back and hand. 'She's fine. He can take me instead. It's alright...everything is okay...'

"You think your girlfriend is safe from me? Just because you relocated her?" Herobrine smiles with glee, getting up unscathed. "Steve, trust me. There won't be much time left for anything in this world. There will only be the End, and there will only be me."

Steve wasn't letting that happen. He wanted to live peacefully with Alex. Live in harmony with nature and others. Not in constant threat of death and constant fleeing.

"I'm not just gonna give it to you, Herobrine. I'm not going down without a fight. Not like this."

"Hmph. You're a stubborn child, aren't you?" Steve shuddered at Herobrine calling him a child.

"Just as much as you may be."

"Well, what are you waiting for?" Steve's face grimaces with a mix of physical pain and rage. He flies forward, diamond sword in hand, his only motivation to keep going was the vision of Alex in his mind. His hope that they could live again in the Overworld that they were born in, their home that they own. Not with one being the owner, but together. Without dispute, and without argument.

'That'll have to wait...' Steve thinks, swinging his blade at his target.


I DEEPLY APOLOGIZE MY FELLOW READERS!

I'm sorry I haven't uploaded anything! I had school and work and I went to Georgia for stuff and...

Tl;dr : a lot of work + procrastination = slow story content updates

Thanks anyways!
-DWalkthroughGuy