I was helping a villager named Farmer. She was needing help with a few things, so I did. This was a normal thing for me to do. Helping out the villagers if they needed the help.

"I got this, dear," Farmer spoke calmly as she packed up the last of her things. "See if the others need help. I appreciated the help."

I nodded. "You are very welcome," then walked away to see if the others needed help.

Last night had been odd. I had a dream that Herobrine was attacking Gameknight, and there was nothing I could do. All I could do was watch helplessly as Herobrine was going to land a final blow on him. I blinked and he was gone. Herobrine growled angrily at his failure. When he saw me, for a moment, he looked surprised. It was soon replaced by anger. He had sheathed his weapon thrn walked up to me looking as confident as ever.

"What have you learned about their plan?" He growled calmly. "Why are they travelling?"

I had thought about what Hunter had said. "They said something about sick villagers and getting a cure for them."

Herobrine's eyes had blazed at the news, but soon dimmed. And an earie smile replaced it. "Good," he cooed. "Then they are falling into my trap perfectly."

"What trap?" I looked at him baffled.

He did not answer at first. "I will not tell you now." Was there hurt in his voice? I had tilted my head. "Why are you looking at me like a buffoon?"

I had quickly shook my head. "Nothing, just thinking. Nothing important." I looked down to the ground.

Now I was awake with a sickening feel to my stomach. He had a plan, and she could not do anything about it. My attention was soon taken out of my thoughts.

"Hey!" I looked over to see Gameknight approaching.

"Uh oh," I muttered under my breath.

He did not look pleased, either. "I need to speak with you."

"W...why?" I asked nervously.

"Yeah..." His voice softened. "You know, I am sorry for being so harsh."

"I understand. You have been through more battles than I could ever imagine, and lost so many good villagers. I understand how you feel about me joining and how you want to make sure everyone is safe," I looked over the battle readied group. "All I want is to figure out who my real family is."

This caught Gameknight by surprise. "Y..you... h...how can you not remember your own family?" Was there anger or pity sparking in his eyes? "How long have you been in here?"

I thought for a moment. "As long as I can remember."

"Alright, you are definitely sticking with my group."

"Really?!" I looked extremely excited. "Oh tha..."

"But!" He cut me off. "This does not mean you will be left alone. I still do not trust you. My best warriors will make sure you stay safe throughout the journey."

Of course there was a catch! I growled in my mind, but I had to keep calm. "Of course. I will stay with your warriors." Like I will do that. I can care for myself! I fought all those monsters back in the cave... well only to have Herobrine stop them before they killed me. Maybe it is better I stuck with experienced warriors than alone.

"Good, and you will follow my orders. If I tell you something, you follow it," He sternly told me.

"Yes, sir," I said, grumbling, "annoying butt." I swear I heard a chuckle in the background when I said that.

"Good. First order, you will help the villagers unpack and pack up camp. Two, you are to stay in my warriors eye site at all times. Do not go wondering off without one. You can get badly injured." Gameknight said. "Third, you hide where I tell you to. Now I must get the group together so we can head out." He turned to leave.

I watched him leave. I looked very annoyed. "I feel like I am being treated like a child," I grumbled. Turning to help the others, I was stopped. I looked down to see a younger villager that looked just like Hunter, and another very colorful with bright blue hair.

"Hi there!" The red head chirped. "Gameknight told us both to watch you."

I blinked in confusion. Really? He trusted two little villagers... wait... one was not a villager. She was a user without the server thread. By the looks her username was Monet. "I thought he said experienced warriors?" I asked dumbfounded.

"We are experienced Warriors!" Monet growled. "Just because we are little does not mean we are not experienced."

"My bad," I said. "I did not mean to be offensive." I looked around. "So... I think I need to help pack up camp."

"Not without us!" Monet said. "You are to stay in our eye site."

I was getting really irritated now. Yeah... that was a bit quick. Before I made a smart comment, I quickly calmed myself I remembered how I was told to keep my emotions under control. "Gameknight said I cannot wonder off without a warrior," I told her calmly. "But he meant all of his warriors, nit just his experienced ones." I noticed Monet looking upset, while the red head looked at me wearily. "Fine, do as you please. I probably need the best protection Gameknight has." I gave them a weak smile.

Monet fist pumped the air. "Yes!" But the red head still gave me the stink eye. I rolled my eyes to look in another direction. That kid was going to get me really annoyed. Looking around, I noticed the NPCs packing up their last bit of items. Guess there was nothing for me to do.

"Alright!" I heard Gameknight's voice echo throughout the small camp. "Let us move out! Morgana says the portal is just over a hill." I looked over to see Gameknight making his way toward a hill with Morgana at the lead.

Monet raced ahead of me, while the red head stayed behind me. "Get moving," the red head grumbled. "I do not want to fall behind."

I followed Monet, displeased with the red head's demands. I was not a prisoner! If she thinks I am, I will be consulting Gameknight in this. I know he does not trust me, but making me his prisoner will not make me feel safe. Like I already have problems as it is. "Alright, you do not need to be harsh," I hissed when she jabbed me with her bow.

"Stitcher, be nice," Monet looked over her shoulder, her armor was really bright an colorful. "We are supposed to protect her, not treat her like an enemy."

Stitcher grumbled something, then spoke louder. "Gameknight distrust her, and so do I."

Monet blinked in confusion then looked up. "Well, WarriorMoonstar does not seem to be that bad," she smiles at me. "I can see it in her eyes."

I looked at her a bit surprised, then looked down. Can she see what is than what I seem? Does she know I was somehow enhanced to work beside Herobrine? Like a pawn on a chess board? No, I mentally shook the fearful thought away, she cannot know. She is only a user like Gameknight. Stitcher, on the other hand, seems to know something is not right.

Monet looked ahead again, picking up pace to keep up with the others since they were quite a few blocks ahead. I picked up my pace, and so did Stitcher. Well... guess this is where I begin my journey. To figure out who my parents are, and try to to keep myself alive. I looked at the sun to see it rising higher into the clear blue sky.

Meanwhile, Herobrine teleported into the Nether. Looking around, he saw his mobs cowar at the site of him. This made him grin earily. "Come, my brothers," he called out to them. He watched as they slowly approached. Not liking the pace, he growled. "Hurry up!" With that, the mobs collected around him. "I have learned those pathetic NPCs and..." he spat the word out, "Gameknight... are on their way to the Nether. You are to destroy them." His voice was cold. He remembered one user in particular. "And... leave the users to me. I will take care of them."

The mobs looked at one another in fear. They did not want to argue with him, but they seemed to comment about his demands. "And if we do not?"

Herobrine looked sharply in the direction the voice came from. His eyes glowing bright with anger. "Who denies my command?" He bared his teeth.

Instantly, the mobs moved out of the way, revealing a pigman. His pink flesh rotting away like their zombie cousin. When he was revealed, he looked pathetic, shaking like a leaf.

'How pathetic,' Herobrine thought, watching the quivering mob. Instantly, he vanished, reappearing in front of the terrified pigman. "Why do you deny me?" He wanted to see what the pigman has to say.

"Y...you have always promised us something..." The pigman looked uncertain now. This made Herobrine pleased, but he was not going to show it in front of them, so he remained serious. "A...and when we do a...as you wish... we end up d...defeated by those NPCs."

Herobrine nodded thoughtfully. "You are right," he responded calmly. The pigman looked surprised. "So I guess I will need a general, right?" He looked at the pigman with a toothy grin. Then spoke in a deeper, eary tone, "A strong one." His eyes glowed bright. The pigman began to coward. "You two, come here!" Two other pigmen stepped forward. "You three will be my generals." They looked at him uncertain. Without another word, Herobrine struck out, weakening the three. Once the three were weakened, her used his crafting powers changing the three's coding to something stronger and a bit bigger than their normal size.

They all soon stood up up straight. "We will serve you," the three said in unison, bowing to Herobrine.

Herobrine grinned at this. "Good," he purrs delightfully. "You three take your army, and if you succeed, you will get what you have been promised." The three, again, bowed then departed. "All is going well..." he remembers the other times his kings and generals were killed by the User-that-is-not-a-user. "And soon, I will get what I want as well."

We reached the Nether portal as the sun had just settled near the horizon. Gameknight had commanded everyone to rest for the night. I, as always, got to work helping the villagers unpack. I was exhausted unpacking, but glad it was done. "Can I get some sleep now?"

"Are all the villagers set up for the night?" Stitcher asked, her bow at the ready.

I mentally did a dramatic sigh. 'This will all be over soon,' I reminded myself. "Yes, every villager has been helped."

She looked unconvinced. "Just let her sleep," Monet said. "She will need it when we go to the Nether tomorrow."

Stitcher scoffed. "Alright," she said, "But I am watching her."

Monet nudged Stitcher. "Relax," she smiled. "We are not here to keep her as a hostage, only to make sure she is safe." Stitcher did not say another word as she looked away. Monet looked at. "Once you get to know her, she not bad. Just get some rest, I will take first shift."

"Th...thank you... uh..." I looked at her name tag, "Monet." I dipped my head tyen made my way over to my bed. I yawned along the way, as I crawled into bed. "Finally... I get some... rest," I yawned out crawling underneath the covers. It did not take me too long before I passed out.

Slowly opening my eyes, I found myself in that mist covered land again. "W...where am I?" I never got to ask the first time.

"You are in the Dreamland," came the casual voice that seemed familiar. I turned around, seeing no one. This made me really nervous, which caused my eyes to give off a faint glow. I heard his chuckle. "You should really keep your emotions under control." I heard a woosh behind me and whirled to face Herobrine. His smirk quickly fell to a frown.

"W...what do you want f...from me," I stuttered out. As usual, I was scared of him.

"What I want for you is to make sure you do no go through that portal," Herobrine growled, stepping near me to be near a few inches away from my face.

"W-why?" I asked, he was really close to my comfort.

He narrowed his eyes. "Why should I tell you? You should not be asking me questions, you should be following command." He told her.

"Wh-what if I..." I paused knowing the answer.

"Good~" He grinned. "You understand."

"B-but Gameknight..." I saw his grin turn to a scowl, "would be expecting me to follow."

"Then let him think that," Herobrine growled. "I am only telling you what you must do." He turned, ready to leave.

"Why are you doing this?" He stops, looking over his shoulder. "I mean... w-why are you telling me to stay out? I thought you did not care whether I died or not."

His eyes seemed to dim a little, but instantly lit up again, bright as usual. "I do not care. You are just a good asset to me. You have reported to me as you should. That is why you are still alive." He turned to walk awake.

"W-wait!" But he was already gone. "How am I supposed to gain their trust if I cannot follow them?"