Hello again!

thank you for the reviews, really, now let me awnser one, in the reviews you said to make sue my characters weren't too perfect, don't worry, this is really only the beginning to this story. some of the characters you havn't gotten to know fully and still are in the introductory process, like eveleen, our main damsel in distress, we have heard her talk a little and ender we have just scratched the surface. herobrine... yeah well... he is um... how do i do this with out any spoilers... i don't know... he is who he is.

ANYWAYS! let us move on... hopefully.

Herobrine went into the entrance of his cave home. the dark winding tunnels took him to the main chamber, where he and his friends would normally sit and talk into the early hours of morning on wooden logs. there was the essentials in the cave, his bed, crafting table and furnaces. his chests filled with thousands of years worth of treasures. yes, he himself had found every bit of that, whether he had taken it from the hold of a king or from the dead corpse of some unfortunate steve.

He took off the sunglasses he wore and stepped into the big cave, Sylvia and Groan were sitting at the fire, Sylvia was hissing some words into groan's ear. Herobrine smiled, that could be he and eveleen someday, he thought. never did it acure to him as to where Ender was, for he sometimes had to go back to the End on short notice to deal with State issues and what not. Herobrine was glad he didn't have the pressures that Ender had, deciding the fate of your whole people... he would never be able to do that. He was after all better at killing then keeping something alive.

he went over to his bed and fell onto the soft wool. He would go see her again tomorrow... talk to her again...

-POV change-

Ender sat and waited till the sun rose, his mind traveling from one thought to another, from sunny thought like "WHAT is her name?" to very dark thoughts that his people are known for,"what is i just kill her now? it would be painless! it would do herobrine good... get his head back together... yes, i could just blame it on an unknowing Enderman... " and back to thought like this,"Do i like her? i am i jealous? is that why i'm truely here? because i don't have someone that i love?" his thoughts confused him, but one thing was confirmed when she came down the stairs that morning.

she was gorgeous in the morning, that morning look still very evident in her face. she rubbed her eyes as she came down the oak stairs, she stopped at the cauldron in the kitchen and splashed her face with water, she grabbed a towel and wiped her face off. she had obviously not seen him yet, he leaned with his elbow on his knee and propped his chin there. he waited as she placed the towel on the towel rack. she turned around to go to the chest of food, she was half way there when she realized i was sitting at her kitchen table.

"AN ENDERMAN!" she screamed and ran back to the stairs, he chuckled and watched her as she ran, that enjoyment in fear was still in him, no matter how different he was from the Normal enderman, he did enjoy surprising steves, getting that scream every mob looked for when they attacked there prey. but he had to remind himself, she wasn't prey, he was supposed to protect her. he stood and stretched, his joints popping.

-POV CHANGE AGAIN!-

Eveleen shook as she hid behind her bed with no weapon, no armor, she was powerless. how did he get in here?! the stairs creaked as the enderman came up them,"Girl... it's alright... remember? you met me last night? hello?" he said in a soft whisper. last night?! what on earth was he talking about?! he must be lieing... when Brin gets here he'll save me! she sat quietly for a moment, wait brin... last night, after he left... the enderman came, yes, he came and told me something about brin... that he was, he was... Herobrine.

ok! looks like you guys get a second chapter today! ... just cause i feel like it... thats all... till tomorrow fo reelz!