Hey all! Sorry about the lateness I just got uninspired, and then I got an idea… an AMAZING IDEA! Which you will find out about soon enough.

Chapter 6

Jet's POV

Jet walked through the maze of twists and turns, it was like nothing he had ever seen! Sam guided them past room after room of stone brick. An infirmary with at least five doctors tending to the sick, but what surprised Jet was there were only a few injured patients.

Next they walked by a laboratory where men in white coats examined a zombie on a metal table, they all had gloves on and were prodding and cutting with extreme care.

"What are they doing in there?" he asked Sam, who appeared to be more interested in a painting of a creeper looking in through a window.

"Testing to see if zombies can reanimate" he said calmly "there is a theory that zombies only 'despawn' as they put it and then 're spawn' for some reason"

As if on cue the dead zombie moaned and put the lab men in frenzy, one pushed a button and an arrow flew into its head.

Sam shrugged as if it happened every day and said "let's move on"

Jet looked in an open doorway as they walked passed what Sam said was the "meeting room, where the leaders sit and talk about plans"

"What do you mean 'the leaders'?" asked Jet, he looked at the chairs, nine in all, and asked who sat in them.

"The leaders represent their vocation in the rebellion, hunters, informants, miners, historians, mages, doctors, scientists, guards, and the grand leader in charge of the whole thing"

Jet asked why the chairs were different colors, " they match the leaders colored capes: red for mages, white for doctors, purple for historians, yellow for scientists, green for informants, black for miners, gray for guards, brown for hunters, and gold for the grand leader, ah! Here we are, your rooms"

He pulled out two keys and handed them to Jet and Talia, they opened the doors and went inside.

Jet's room was stone brick like the rest of the place but the floor was wooden planks, there was a desk with some books and a bed, before going to sleep he opened the door and saw Sam walking down the hall and said

"Who is the grand leader?" Sam turned and replied "the greatest threat to herobrine alive, his name is Steve"

Jet went to bed with the name ringing in his head. Steve

Talia's POV:

Talia woke up in her room on her soft bed. She then changed unto the spare set of blue shirt and jeans she had kept in her pack, since there was no noise coming from Jet's room she guessed he was asleep, he always woke up in a loud manner.

Getting out of bed she put on her leather shoes and opened the door, there was nobody in the halls, she didn't even hear an echo, wow she thought I guess everyone sleeps in. and walked around until she found the library, if I'm going to be staying here she thought as she browsed the books I might as well know the situation.

She jumped when she heard a voice coming from behind her "well you're an early riser, aren't you?" said Sam as he strolled in, he was in a red t-shirt with brown pants and sandals, a look of amusement on his face.

Talia quickly lost her surprise and said "well whatever sleepy I still am has just been scared out of me!"

Sam let out a chuckle "looking for information are we?" she nodded, "very well, follow me"

He led her through the maze inside a maze that was the library, around twists and turns and even up a ladder when he found a wooden pedestal with a book on top that read "history of the stronghold rebellion"

"Enjoy" said Sam and began to walk away when he stopped and said "oh and I almost forgot, there is another book you might want to read" and he handed her slip of paper with directions to it.

"Thank you Sam" said Talia "for everything"

He turned and said "your welcome" turned on his heel, and strode off.

Jet's POV:

Steve... Steve...Steve... Steve...

"STEVE!" a bellow came from inside Jet's mind and suddenly he was in a castle made of a mysterious dark red substance that looked like brick walls, an obsidian portal was on a wall. Jet could not move, he was rooted in place, a man with deep tan skin and dark hair stood a few paces ahead of him looking away, he wore the same clothes as Jet, but they were in tatters.

"You think you can enter my castle and try to kill me?" came a voice off somewhere out of his view "I cannot be killed, I CANNOT BE STOPPED!" the voice was deeper than the void and had a tone of pure malevolence.

Steve turned to look at something off to his right, revealing his face, serious and calm, with eyes deep almost- purple blue. He held a sparkling diamond sword in one hand while the other was on the bow hanging from his belt. He was suddenly struck by what looked like white lightning in the chest; he staggered back but got back to his feet. Jet was amazed when he stood up, revealing a hole in his shirt, but where he should have had a hole in his body there was diamond armor, but this armor sparkled, as if ignited by magic fire.

A laugh came from the voice and bounced Jet's head around in his skull "well thought Steve, but under that armor is a heart, and I am going to crush it like a bug! You can protect yourself, but can you protect your son?" then the voice laughed so loud the walls shook and the roof crumbled. Another bolt of lightning his Steve in the chest and he flew backwards into the portal.

Steve tumbled out of the portal into the over world, he was back in the stronghold, monsters were everywhere but he ran past all of them, he didn't even notice when an arrow sprouted from the nearest monster to him. He ran and ran until he reached the door he was looking for.

Time slowed down, he burst through the door to his son's room, he was only a child, barely ten.

"Daddy!" the boy screamed from the corner "help me!" but Steve could not see him, and neither could Jet, because of the enderman looming over the boy, it turned around and vanished into thin air, the only sign of it being there some fading purple sparks... and then it was gone.

And it had taken Steve's son with it.

Tadaaaa! Well, what do you think? It took me a while just to think this up! I'm still working out the bugs but I'll try to write a little faster next chapter!

-buiostella