Change of plans, I calculated stuff and realised if I did it all in one chapter, this fanfic would be REALLY short. So I'm putting 2 lessons at a time instead. And I'm sorry to say I may not update as fast anymore WAAAAAAAAAH! Anyways, here we go!

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Edwin's POV: "So, this is a very important lesson, Alex, so pay attention. You know those mobs, the ones that nearly killed you? As you may have seen with your new friend Steve,they can be killed and damaged just in the same ways as us. Let's see what you got" I announce, then summon a holographic zombie.

I also make a word appear in her hands. And then I feel sorry for her. Swinging around, every so often falling over, nearly hurting herself, and at one point she flings it into a tree. She didn't even hit the zombie. Wow. How did she survive the last 4 days herself? I shake my head and wave my arm in the air. The sword and zombie vanish. Brooke starts to speak.

"Ok, so you really need some work, girl. So, let's start with the basics. No swords yet. Say that you were all alone, with nothing but food, and then some mobs come around and start attacking. You need to learn the important 'hit and run' tactic. Ed, please make one of your light zombies appear again"

I grumble quietly to myself as I do as she says. "I really don't know how we are still friends"

A second after I summon the holozombie, she runs to it, punches it's face, and runs back. "You repeat that process many times until the creature is dead. This is real helpful with creepers"

Is it just me, or did I see Brooke wince at her statement?

"You try now"

Alex, well, at least she tries. She runs up, stops, pats it's head, and falls over before she can hit the fake zombie. I rush to her and pull her up.

"Wow, you really need more practice. Try again a few more times"

After 5,000 times (not really I'm only using hyperbole [hi-per-bo-li]{means exaggeration}) Alex finally gets the hang of this.

"Finally! I mean-Great Job! Let's move on to some other moves!" I tell her.

The next 5 minutes involve Brooke demonstrating some wicked martial arts and flips, while I have to pick Alex up from the ground every time she attempts even a single kick.

"Butterfeet" I mutter to myself.

After 1 hour and 1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds, UGH I CAN'T BOTHER; Alex knows how to punch, kick, and dodge and manoeuvre without falling over. Not that good, but enough to keep her alive.

"Ready for swords now!" I announce and congratulate her.

? POV: Hating. That's what I'm doing. Staring through this space and time portal, unable to move. Chained up, sealed in a cyrochamber. In a room of bedrock. For nearly a year this has been my home. Being bored to death staring at my arch foe Steve, created by my derpish brother Notch, with his pathetic friends.

Hang on a moment. What's this? A new girl. And I can tell this is not normal. Hmm. The legend. I can feel it drawing ever so closely. I shall rise. I focus, and focus hard. And contact the one known as Brooke.

Brooke's POV: 'Greetings'

What was that? A deep voice.

"Did you guys say something?" I ask.

"No. I don't think so" Edwin replies, and starts fiddling with his magic sorcerer power things.

If it wasn't them, who was it? It can't be a voice in my head, can't it?

"Hold on, be right back" I say.

While he goes to tackle Alex to the ground due to her nearly hugging a simulation creeper, I duck down behind some birch 'bamboo' trees.

"Hello?" I whisper.

"Hello" Behind me.

I whisk my head back. Standing there, is the one that I've heard of through legends. Through some of my 'other' friends. And the one I've been trying to contact for months. Herobrine.

"Is that seriously you? In the flesh?"

"No. I am still locked away in my prison. But I can contact you. I can only contact one person. Once I've chosen that person, I can't change who I can contact. No one else can see me or hear me. I am simply a holograph in your imagination"

"Chosen One?" I ask the Holobrine (EPIC LOL)

"Yes. I sense the legend is drawing closer every second. Eventually, the chosen one shall free me and start the age of the Brines"

I shake my head. "I still don't really get it. What legend?"

He nods. "My brother Notch, he put me in this jail. You know him. That traitor who created this place. Anyway, eventually, a chosen one will come and free me. And that one will rule with me and become one of me. One of us" He paces around.

"Us? Who's the 'us'? You have a sister?"

Holobrine points at me. "Me and you"

I stand there, astounded.

"Am I that chosen one?"

"Not entirely. I've been observing you. Healing my most valued mob army, abandoning your friends when in monster contact. And even trying to call me. So. If you choose to accept it, you can become one of me. Help persuade this chosen one. To join the right side. If you accept, you can gain unlimited power. Make Minecraft a better place for us and my army of mobs. Decline, and when I do rule, you will pay. It's up to you"

I think about this for a while. If I say yes, not only I can work with my mob friends, I can become a worker for a god. But that also means I need to kill my friends. And I've been at their side for a long time! I mean, I always pretended I was busy when they were fighting mobs so I didn't have to hurt the poor monsters, but otherwise I've saved them from lava, long drops, and other dangers.

And if I said no, that means without some help to get the chosen one to free him, that would mean that he would never leave again. But it is a legend, after all. And legends normally happen all the time.

I'm still deciding what to do, when something speaks in my mind, and in my heart, soul, and gut. All saying the same thing. 'They were never your friends. You were born to kill. What would be the point of all those times you tried to contact Herobrine when you aren't on his side?'

I stand tall. And as I utter these words, I already feel my eyes flickering white. "I accept"

My new leader smiles. "Excellent. I knew you would join the right side. You may worry about your eyes, don't worry. I've got it covered. Unless you want to wear shades all day. Haha. Good luck. I will see you soon"

He stares at me, and with that a swarm of Crimson pixels surround him, and when they settle he's gone. I grin. I am going to help start the new age. I look into a shard of reflective glass and see my eyes glowing white. Luckily, they fade right when Edwin grabs my attention. He's pointing at Alex, who is riding a spider.

"HELPHELPHELPHELPHELPHELPHELPHELP ALEX SERIOUSLY GET OFF THAT SUGAR HONEY ICE TEA (Get it? Sugar Honey Ice Tea stands for the bad way to say poop! [the 'sh' word]) SPIDER! YOU'RE GONNA KILL YOURSELF! BROOKE CAN YOU GET HER?"

I smirk and facepalm. "Come on, you're the sorcerer. Use the Force to put her down or something!"

As Edwin attempts to lift her from the spider, I realise something. I still don't know who this chosen one is. But something clicks. Why Herobrine only turned up now, not earlier. Why he asked me specifically. And not just because of my loyalty to him.

The Chosen One is Alex.

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DUNDUNDUN ALEX DONT DO IT! ANYWAYS, YEAH WHY AM I USING CAPS A LOT?!

STEVE: I DON'T KNOW!

ME: ANYWAY... Yes, no more caps! Anyway, next chapter I've got 2 more OC'S coming in! Yay! And I know it's pretty late to say this, but... MAY THE 4TH BE WITH U! (Geddit? No? Ugh, search it up).

Bye!