Hey guys! Fist off, Tiny, yes, I did to. I took the poll info.. That is what I based my choice on. I hope some of you enjoyed my joke in the last Chapter. OKAY! Here comes the chapter! Hehe.. HAHA. HOHO, here we go.

Pereath had returned to the 'overworld'. He had a confidence boost from Wilson, his Advisor was more of a friend it had seemed. He walked down the path to Eveleens home, his hands sweating as he thought of all the ways she could respond to him. She could reject him, or, or what? He sighed and scratched the back of his neck as he approached her home. He was a stride away from her door. Taking a deep breath he opened the door, hunching over to walk in."Eveleen, I'm back." he called. Nothing. It was very silent. "Eveleen?" he stepped in, looking around for any sign of her. A blanket laid across her chair, looked like a project she was just working on. He went upstairs, quietly, maybe she was still asleep? He reached the top of the steps. His stomach dropped to the floor. She wasn't there. Where could she be? He was only gone for two days! What could have happened? Who could have harmed her? It took him less then a minute. Only one person would harm her. His old friend, Herobrine.

Pereath went back to the end, where he found his way around the castle, barely thinking about where he was going, just enough to keep himself headed in the direction of his personal armory. He needed a sword, he couldn't go in to Herobrines hole without a weapon of he wanted to still resemble his current self when he won. He had appears he had attracted the attention of Wilson, who was now tailing him."Sir, What are you doing back so soon? Is the lady here?" he asked, pushing his glasses. "No Wilson. She's not." he said in a clipped tone, aggravated. "Sir... What's wrong? She didn't, reject you... Did she?" Pereath might as well tell him.."No, Herobrine took her.." they reached the armory, shoving the doors open he stepped in. Scanning the room, the sets of armor, swords and shields, none of them were what he was looking for. Finally, on the center pedestal. His long blade, made from Violet Diamonds mines only in the End. It was the strongest blade he could commission. He took long strides over to the pedestal. "H-He took her? Stole her?!" Pereath nodded. Wielding the glowing purple blade he turned towards Wilson."Yes, he did. But I'm going to get her back, don't you worry." with that, he left the end, and entered the 'overworld' once more.

Ender found himself in Herobrines lair. The dark was like a thick slime. Seeping into his skin, though his long coat. Yes, at last second he grabbed his long coat, a deep royal purple with gold lining and embroidery on the tail. The darkness felt so cold. So unforgiving. He hoped Eveleen was alright. He vowed to himself that he would kill Herobrine once he found him. Make him pay for taking Eveleen. He unsheathed his sword and gripped tightly. The sword was 8 feet long, as tall as he. It was slender and sharp as the Ender Dragons claws. Thin enough to slice through any form of flesh. A scream sounded from the cave, "Eveleen!" he took off, his feet flying him towards her voice. The tip of his sword dragged on the ground as he ran, her whimpers getting closer and a low chuckle resonates from the cave ahead. The glow of lava could be seen as he got closer. He stopped before the mouth of the cave. Gripping his sword and taking a deep breath before entering. Stepping in, he stayed silent, Neither Herobrine nor Eveleen knew he was there."If he loved you, he would have saved you by now." Herobrines low sadistic chuckle ran through the air. He was leaning over Eveleen, her chin in his hand." He probably has forgotten all about you... Left you here. To rot." He could hear Eveleens sniffles. She was crying.

That was something he couldn't allow. His grip tightened on his sword."Don't you dare speak to her like that." Herobrine stopped, a chuckle came from him."He did come... I am amazed. Your flower was starting to wilt." he stood, his glowing eyes turning towards Pereath. "when did you become a gardener Hero, last I recall, you hated dirt." Herobrines growled, getting his diamond sword."Don't call me by that horrid nickname! Just for that I would kill her. You don't deserve her!" he pointed the sword towards the sobbing Eveleen."No, I don't deserve her, she doesn't deserve me, she deserves better." Pereath brought the sword up to an attack stance."Fight me Herobrine, not her. Your fight is with me." Herobrine turned to Pereath."I dont believe that. She is MINE Pereath. MINE." what twisted cram of mind is he in? Our of rage Herobrine ran to Pereath. His weapon coming down for an attack to the head. Swiftly drawing his sword, Pereath brought his purple blade over his head, blocking the attack. A loud clang rang out in the cave as Herobrine was sent flying back towards the lava pools.

Gripping the sword, Pereath ran at Herobrine, jumping for an arial attack. Coming down hard he was met by Herobrines blue sword. Instead of being knocked back, like Herobrine. He drove Herobrine back, closer to the lava. "You know you can't beat me Herobrine, just back down." Pereath warns, not truly wanting to hurt his friend."your a fool Pereath. You have always been a fool." Herobrine ran forward for a frontal attack. Swiftly counter attacking, Pereath hit Herobrines ribcage with his sword. "GAHHHA!" Herobrine nearly collapsed. He was three feet away from the lava pool. Pereath thought, instead of cutting him down to pieces, he could push him to the lava, cornering him. Herobrine turned and attacked again, Pereath was late to block and was hit, he took a gash to his arm. Wincing in pain he drove forward, pushing Herobrine while blocking hard. "Are you ready to meet your brother Herobrine?" Pereath growled, fighting as Herobrine stood on the edge of the lava pool, both were locked in a very forceful block, their diamonds swords withholding their strength. With one last push, Pereath unbalanced his old friend, sending his flailing form into the lava pool. He turned, not wanting to see the gruesome sight.

Eveleen sat in a sobbing pile in the corner, bindings on her hands and legs. He sprinted to her side and fell to his knees."Eveleen.." her eyes shot up to him,"p-Pereath." her tear stained face looking towards him. He took the bindings off, ripping them as he did, and tossed them aside. He picked her up, she was so weak and fragile. "You came back for me.." she sounded surprised."of coarse... Why wouldn't I? I love you Eveleen." she was alert now, her eyes looking up at him."w-what? You don't think I'm ugly?" he could have dropped her then."where the hell did you get that?" he asked, very shocked. She looked down and didn't anwser. He had to get her home.. Had to get her safe. He teleported them to her house.

Well, that was a LOT LONGER then I had expected. I don't think it was written well though.. Idk... Hope you guys like. Don't worry, this book may be close to being over, but the story is very far from Being dead. Sent from my iPhone