Bren groaned, he opened his eyes to the hazy world.
"Am I dead?" He asked out loud, of course no one replied.
His vision focused and he saw a stone ceiling, the stone were bricks.
"Bricks?" He asked himself, he looked around and saw he was in a bed, his shirt off and covered with gauze.
"What happened to me?" He asked touching his chest, it hurt a little but it wasn't like he was in immense pain.
He held his face and then a flash image of the portal, the creepers exploding, and then…him, the silent one.
He looked around the room and found he was in a bedroom, it had a bookshelf, a mirror, a table where he saw a plate of food on it, it was some cook pork by the looks of it and a glass of water.
He got up, groaning a bit and went to the food.
"Who put this out?" He thought as he began to nibble at a bit, it tasted ok, well if he was going to be poisoned and killed, might as well do it with a full belly.
Bren finished the meal and then looked at the door, "Well am I a guest, or a prisoner?"
He tested the door, it was unlocked.
He stepped out and saw he was in a hallway, the floor of red carpet, the stone walls bricked, with some being covered in moss.
"Where am I?" He thought walking through the hallway until he came to a large chamber, it was a dead end but what he saw confused him, a pool of lava surrounded by stone basins, each one having a glass ball in them, all except one.
"What is this?" He asked and then he felt a chill and turned around, he saw one of the black figures, but no, this one had the red scar over its right eye.
"You're the figure I met the first night here" Bren said, he gulped, he didn't know why this figure was here, or if it was friendly
The figure nodded its head silently
"Did you bring me here?" Bren asked, the figure once again nodded its head silently
"Why?" Bren asked, the figure didn't speak, instead extended its right arm to Bren, pointing to the gauze around his chest
"So you rescued me, but why, aren't you a monster?" Bren asked, the being seemed upset and then turned around and walked back, it looked back at Bren and then seemed to motion to him to follow
"You want me to follow you, right?" Bren asked, the being nodded it head, it was obvious it couldn't talk to Bren, at least through speech.
"Alright" Bren said following the being through the hall, and soon came to a large room, the being opened the door and Bren saw what looked like a master bedroom, but it was completely dusty, the figure went to the nearby table and picked up a book. It went to Bren and handed him the dusty book.
"You want me to read it?" Bren asked opening it and looking at the page.
"My name is Leon, and if you are reading this, then know my story, and the story of this hell."
"Leon?" Bren thought continuing
"I was the blacksmith of the Island Port, I had a good life, helping miners and forging wonderful tools, but in the end I had to make a choice. I had to forsake the lord Notch in order to save this island. I had to become a monster."
Bren turned the page to the new entry, the writing more shaky this time.
"I feel my mind leaving me, the story is long but I'll try to explain what happens, so no one will ever have to endure the hell I went through. We found a chamber, it had a portal to a hellish place, we wanted to seal mine, destroy the portal, many ways to keep the creatures within this new world out of ours. And then he had to explore it."
"He? Who?" Bren thought
"That fool, long I forgot his name…but when he returned after exploring the portal, his eyes…they were gone. As if they were plucked out of his head, when we asked what happened to him, he only said one word, "Herobrine" and soon the island changed. The pigs changed into green monsters that exploded on impact. The dead rose, and the bones of creatures began to rise and attack. Spiders grew larger and attacked us. Strange fish grew out of rock and pushed us away. Strange pig like creatures, both rotting and alive came out of the portal….then the black creatures came. Their purple eyes, they watch us, and the moment we made eye contact, they strike at us. The Endermen we called them. My head….need to stop writing."
Bren looked up and looked at the being, it turned away, as if to not look at Bren, he then went back to reading the next entry of this journal. This entry was much harder to read, the writing far more shaky.
"This Herobrine as he called himself is the cause of this, he began to kill miners at night, writing in their blood the same thing, "The End calls for the blood of fools" I along with many miners went east of the town, and then we found this fortress."
"So that's where I am" Bren said going back to reading
"This fortress was full of Endermen; we slew many of them and found strange orbs in their bodies when we killed them. But more importantly we found a strange pool of lava with odd basins. In my research of the fortress's tomes I found this is the portal to the end. The end where a legendary monster lives, we hoped to finish this nightmare."
Bren went to the next entry
"He came. Herobrine came, silently he brought monsters with them, and he left me for dead, leaving my eye scared with his blade of obsidian. I called out for help, but Notch didn't answer. I dragged my body to an old tome, and found a spell; one which bound my soul into one of the Endermen….I was now a monster. I became the lord of this castle, and now I watch this island. Everyone is now dead…."
Bren turned the page and found it was the last entry, he knew the story now.
"Leon?" Bren asked, the Enderman as it were perked his head up, it seemed almost happy.
"So this is why you came to me that night, to warn me?" Bren asked, Leon nodded his head
"Uh thank you" Bren said, not knowing what to say
Leon let out what sounded like a gargling chirping sound but perhaps the Endermen couldn't speak
"And you made me that meal?" Bren asked
Leon nodded his head
"Wasn't that bad, so that weird pool is in fact a portal to the end? What about the portal I saw in the mine, wasn't that a portal to the end?" Bren asked
Leon shook his head
"But it isn't a good place…well glad I blew up the mine then" Bren said and Leon nodded his once more, seemingly pleased.
Bren was happy now; he had a friend in the most unlikely of places.