Author's Note: This chapter features some more interaction between Herobrine and Celina, and a certain lady golem as well...

Hope you enjoy!

There he was, the legendary being known as Herobrine, standing several blocks away from Celina. She couldn't describe how heart-trending the fear she felt was. She couldn't move as her breaths quickened. She was frozen. She couldn't even tear her eyes away from the Demi-God as he stood in the doorway, his white eyes seeming to see through her and into her soul. Celina let out a tiny whimper as her body shook in terror.

Herobrine could sense and easily see the fear the queen was in. It was something he would definitely savor while he took her soul. He could also see the miner, sound asleep behind her on a bed. He let a dark chuckle escape his lips. "Well, young queen, it's about time we came face-to-face. It's been quite a while since you've been in my presence."

At first, the queen didn't know what he was talking about, but then it hit Celina: when she was a child, she had run into the Demi-God and had frozen in her place. When he tried to move, she had run back to her home and one of her sisters and told the village about her sighting. The whole village stayed guarded that night, but luckily, he didn't strike.

And now, almost ten years later, here he was. Herobrine was here in her castle, in her home, with a devilish grin on his face. All Celina could think to say in her fear was a small whimper of, "He… Hero… Herobrine."

Herobrine tilted his head. "Aww, what's wrong, little girl," he asked with fake sincerity. "Are you frightened? You certainly don't look very composed."

Celina shook her head. She didn't even know how he got in here without her noticing. "I-I don't… I don't understand," she tried to say, her voice wavering as she did. "My-my guards… they should have said… said something-"

"Oh, you mean those pathetic excuses for knights out there," Herobrine responded, pointing behind him.

Celina was able to see behind him, and as a flash of lightning lit the outside, she let out a sharp gasp. A group of her knights were lying in a pile out in the rain, all with their eyes closed and mouths agape. She couldn't see any of them breathing. "No… no, no, no!" she shouted. She furrowed her brows and looked back to the Nether Prince and clenched her fists. "What did you do to them, you monster!?"

"Fret not, young girl," he answered. "I simply knocked them unconscious. I would rather have them alive to see the body of their queen when I take her soul."

All of Celina's anger faded in that moment, her hands unfurling and her expression falling again. She felt the fear taking over again. She wanted so badly to try and run out the door behind him, but it was as if the being was reading her mind. Herobrine snapped his fingers and the doors behind him slammed shut and locked. Celina could feel tears forming in her eyes. She was trapped. She was truly trapped with the most powerful and feared being in all of Minecraftia. And she couldn't even muster the courage to say anything to him at that moment.

Herobrine began to walk towards her and her mind went into panic mode, alarm bells going off in her head. Celina held out her hands and began to cry out. "No, no! Lord Herobrine, please, leave me be! I-I don't know if I did something wrong, but let me fix it! Please, I beg of you! Don't-don't take my soul! Please!"

Herobrine laughed again, holding out his hands to his sides. His crimson blades began to form from particles that appeared in his hands, the hilts forming first. He spoke as they did, his dark voice filled with confidence. "Oh, young queen. You think your begging will get you anywhere? You have escaped my wrath for long enough, mortal. You don't stand a chance against me. You wouldn't dare to face me yourself, so I had no choice but to find you. Your soul would be quite the trophy to have, and I will make sure you won't get in the way of taking it from you. You've earned my attention by saving the miner, and you won't get away this time."

He looked at his reflection in one of the dark colored blades, seeing an aura of white forming around it. He then moved his attention back to his victim. "Your soul is mine to take, and you will not stop me. No one can save you now, girl."

A creak from behind Celina had her turning her head quickly, spinning on her heels. Irona was walking through the door with bottles of her potion in hand, seeming unaware of the Demi-God's presence. "Irona!" the queen shouted.

Irona turned her head to see her queen, with tears streaming down her face and body trembling violently. She frowned and raised a brow in questioning.

"Irona!" Celina shouted again, taking her eyes off of the being. "You need to get out of here now! Run, girl, run! Run and don't look back!"

Irona only furrowed her brows in confusion.

Celina shook her head, not even hearing the sounds of something teleporting behind her. "Irona, you ne-" She was cut off when a hand suddenly wrapped around her neck, cutting off her air supply in an instant. Celina was lifted a few inches off the ground and her hands flew to her neck to try and remove the constricting force.

Irona gasped and her eyes went wide. The queen's face was turning red as the hand tightened around her jugular.

"Well, well, Ironannette. It's been quite some time since I've seen you."

That was when the golem saw who was holding onto her queen. A being dressed in much the same manner the miner had been before Celina took his shirt to wash. His hair was long, his build was strong, and her red eyes made contact with those dreadful pupiless eyes of his. Rage instantly boiled inside the iron golem. "You," she thought.

Herobrine chuckled and held tighter to the queen, making her kick to try and get out of the hold. "You want your little queen back, Ironannette?" He smiled darkly, eyes lidding. "Come and get her."

Irona suddenly took a few steps back, before running towards the Nether Prince, her steps loud and echoing in the room. Just before she could reach the man, she pulled a fist back and launched it forward, only to stumble and nearly fall when he teleported away.

Celina fell to the ground, going into a coughing fit as soon as she hit the carpets. She curled up and hacked loudly in an attempt to get air back into her lungs. Her chest hurt and she thought for sure her lungs had shriveled inside of her ribcage.

Irona looked down at her queen, carefully leaning down and pulling her to her feet.

Celina was still coughing, trying and trying to speak. She wanted to say something to Irona for saving her, but with tears on her face and still gasping for breath, she could only get out, "I..Ir-Irona…"

Irona patted her back and leaned down, staying there with concern on her face. It took a moment, but Celina was able to stop her coughing fit and take deep breaths to restore her airflow. The poor girl, she looked so tired now.

A small chuckle had Irona whipping her head towards the front door to see Herobrine standing there, arms folded across his chest and a wicked grin on his face. She let out a small snarl as she looked at him, feeling Celina turn beside her to face the being.

Celina could see a deep anger on Irona's face, something she hadn't seen before. It wasn't just any rage though. It was the kind of rage someone only had when they were facing someone who had done something terrible to them. The expression the golem held almost read that she knew Herobrine and had faced him before.

The liquid metal in Irona's veins seemed to boil. She could feel frustration rising with every second she looked at Herobrine. She hadn't forgiven him for the tragedy he caused in her life, and she wasn't about to start now.

"Irona, what are you doing," Celina asked as she felt the golem tense up next to her. That was when the taller one began to walk towards Herobrine. The queen quickly grabbed her wrist. "Irona, no!"

Irona looked down at Celina and made a small squeak. She was going to make Herobrine pay for all the pain he had caused her, Steve, and now Queen Celina. But she didn't know why the human was trying to stop her.

"Irona, no, don't do this," the girl begged. "He's too strong, even for you, Irona! He's 50 times stronger than either of us, you know that! He'll destroy you if you try to fight him!" More tears began to run down her cheeks. She loved Irona, loved her like a sister, and she wouldn't forgive herself if she just let the golem run into battle and die against this being.

She sniffled and held just a little tighter. "Irona, I… I don't want to lose you. Please, don't do this? Please…"

The look on Celina's face made Irona's expression fall. She bit her lip. She knew Celina cared about her, but she had to do this. For the sake of herself and her queen. Irona frowned and closed her eyes. She let out a heavy sigh and yanked her hand away. She then continued her movement towards Herobrine.

Celina wanted to crumble onto her knees, but could only sit there and cry now. She was going to lose her friend and she was too scared to even stop her.

Herobrine watched as the lady golem stood only blocks away from him, her fists clenched as she stood straight. She glared down at him with anger. He couldn't help but let out a chuckle, she was such a fool, just as she had been all those years ago.

The Nether Prince looked into her red eyes, raising a hand. "Well, lady golem. How long has it been since we last saw each other? Was it… 500 years ago?"

Irona remained quiet, not even giving him a squeak or click to answer.

"Aww, what's wrong, golem," he drawled with fake sincerity. "Do you not wish to speak to me? Oh… wait, that's right, you can't, can you?"

"You're the reason I can't speak anymore, you monster," a voice rang in Herobrine's head. And he knew whose mind it was coming from. It was amusing, really, being able to hear the thoughts of others. He cocked his head to one side and listened.

"You're the one who stole my voice away from me and made me mute. You are the reason my voice can't be heard and why I can only make sounds instead. You did this to me." Irona's thoughts rang out to only her and the only person who could read minds.

"Well, I did steal your voice, that much is true." Herobrine held his hand up to look down at his nails. "But you were the one who tried to protect that little wench."

"She was not a wench!" Irona shouted in her head. "She was an innocent little princess who lost her parents when she was young! She had to rule the whole kingdom by herself, and I was the only one she could turn to when she needed someone there for her!" She pointed a finger accusingly at the Demi-God. "You were the one who took her life when she had done nothing wrong! She didn't deserve that, and I promised myself I would make you pay someday!"

Herobrine laughed aloud, finding her anger rather amusing. The lady golem knew how strong he was, knew how much punishment defiance against him would earn her. But yet, she still tried to stand up to his wrath.

She was a fool, and he would prove that to her here and now.

Author's Note: Uh oh, Irona! You're in trouble now!

I hope you all enjoyed that chapter, it was lots of fun to write!