Here we are with part two of the 'Herobrine' One-shot!
*rubs hands together* Oh, this is going to be good... *evil grin*
Reviews:
TheAmazingQwerty: I don't like those things. -_- And, I'll work on the one-shot with this idea as soon as possible!
LittleMetalChic: You have better ideas for storylines! I can barely finish one!
It had been years since he had been awake. But, now, he was and he was angry.
He thought he had heard her, but he couldn't sense her.
He rose into the air, and his blank white eyes scanned the changed world.
Lightning struck the ground as his face contorted into a scowl. He blinked out with a crash of thunder and reappeared with the next. With each crash, he drew closer and closer to the town that had grown on the edge of the forest.
When he arrived, so did the storm.
The storm crashed and thundered outside the homes, scaring the players that lived inside.
But, nothing scared them more than the voice that followed the last roar of thunder.
"You scorned my Night. Cast her out. And now, you taunt me with her voice." The deep, frightening voice said. "You will all pay for this."
The watch tower exploded as a bolt of lightning struck it, and the screaming guards that had been stationed inside were quickly doused by the pouring rain.
More building exploded as lightning struck them. First the town hall, then the grain silo.
The inhabitants of the town ran out of their houses, pulling on the bits of armor that they owned. Some wielded swords, some bows and a few brave ones, axes and shovels.
The bows twanged and arrows shot through the air toward the demon. But, the arrows did nothing to him. They stopped abruptly and fell to the ground before they could even touch him.
He smiled. A dark, evil smile that promised pain for all.
A blur appeared out of nowhere and shot past him. A small cut appeared under his eye. A drop of blood slid down his cheek and dripped off his jaw.
Silently, he reached up and gently touched the cut. His fingers came away with a bit of blood.
He began to laugh.
"How you came in possession of The Blade of Notch is none of my concern." He said, slowly and clearly. "But, it does concern me that you have it."
Floating behind him, was a white cloaked figure. The hood was lifted, so none saw the person's face. But, extending out from beneath the cloak, were a pair of large, crystalline white wings. Clasped in their hand, was a large, pure white blade. A drop of deep red, demonic blood, dripped off the end.
He slowly turned around, his white eyes glowing with anger. "That blade is the only thing that can harm me." He said, just as slowly as before.
The angelic person lifted the blade and lined it up with His forehead. "I have come to purge you of the darkness that had festered within your heart." they said, their voice clear and sweet.
He growled and the blood on his fingers began to change. It lengthened and solidified, into the famed Blood Scythe of Herobrine.
He raised his scythe and caught the headlong rush of the angel that was bent on bringing him down.
He growled and kicked his opponent away, giving him enough room to swing his scythe properly.
The Angel caught the swing with their sword, with a resounding clang. The little He could see of the Angel's mouth, was pulled into a smirk.
The battle raged on for hours, sometimes Him gaining the upper hand, and sometimes the Angel overwhelming the demon.
But, at the end of it all, the Angel gained an opening, and took it.
The demon Herobrine felt the sword enter his chest. He looked down at the hands clasping the blade. Then, he looked up.
"This sword was created to kill me..." He said, his voice soft. "It would completely snuff out my life and send my soul into oblivion..."
The Angel made a quiet noise that sounded like a gasp. They tried to pull the sword out of Herobrine's chest, but he had wrapped his own hands around the hilt and kept the Angel from removing it.
The Angel removed their hands from the hilt, and caught Him when he began to fall from the sky. "No..." The Angel said, their voice filled with regret. "You...can't go..." They said.
Herobrine looked up into the eyes of the Angel. He lifted a hand and gently cupped the woman's cheek. "My Night..." He murmured, the booming voice gone, replaced with the kind, soft one he had used so long ago. His gaze drifted to the heavens, where the storm was clearing. A ray of bright sunlight broke through the clouds and shone down on the two beings that floated in the air. His world became dark as his dark soul was purged from his body, leaving nothing.
A high, musical keen tore through the air, and the players below bowed their heads and wept.
The Demon had found his Angel, but fate wanted to keep them forever apart...
-oOo-
"And, so children. Even a Demon can find his Angel. Now, class is dismissed. Have a wonderful day."
Thank you's echoed around the room as the numerous teenagers gathered their things and hurried out of the building.
One in particular; a tall, young man, dressed in blue jeans and a teal shirt ran down the street, toward his home. He paused at the quartz fountain in the center of town.
He looked up, his blind eyes normally unseeing, were able to look upon the two statues. One was a beautiful woman, carved of the pure white quartz that was in abundance in the nether. Her eagle-like wings were swept around, almost touching the wings of her fellow. The other statue, was carved of the rare blood quartz that the town was famous for. The man's wings were like a bat's, but sharper. Everyone said they were demonic, but they didn't look that way to the young man looking up at the two.
The statue's faces were serious, but a joy seemed to pour from them.
The young man smiled. He turned and ran toward his house, having memorized the way long ago. He pulled open the door and raced inside. As he slammed the door, a small plaque was evident on the wall. Etched into it, was the simple words, 'Hero Brine's home.'
The young man sat down on the couch, and held up his hands. They began to crackle, as if covered in lightening.
"Don't worry. I'm alive..."
And...Done!
Sorry about the fight scene. I'm no good at them, but I tried...
Anyway! Saturday was my birthday! I'm now legally an adult! *dances*
Wait... *crashes* I don't wanna be an adult! *hides in corner and cries*
Some part of me that isn't upset: Sorry about that. Yes. It was my eighteenth birthday on Saturday. I'm now legally an adult in the US.
Anyway! I hope you all enjoyed, I might come back and make third part to this...someday.
Until then, I still need one-shot Ideas! It can be a word or phrase, and feel free to offer multiple suggestions. Please no shipping requests. I will not do those!
If you want to see a sequel to any of the one-shots that I have written here, feel free to ask. Some of them, I can't do sequels too, like...
-Toast
-Snow
-Wolf
...for various reasons. Some (all) of the shots make no sense, but you can request a sequel to those if you want!
Until next time, Luve ya!