"What do you want me to do?"
He smiled. "You're the first person to come willingly. Congratulations."
She blushed, making his cheeks deepen their tan color.
"Take my hand, LOneRAnger. And hold on tight." He held it out to her.
She gripped it tightly, and closed her eyes.
"Wait." She suddenly said.
He looked at her questiongly. "For what?"
"I don't want to make you mad but, I'm afraid. Don't get me wrong, I relish death, but I don't want..."
Don't want to make you mad but I'm afraid.
Why is she worried about making me mad over being afraid?!
This made the god angry.
The girl cowered in his anger, releasing her grip on his hand and backing into the corner of the tiny room. Once she reached the wall, she huddled up into a ball.
"What are you doing?" He asked her, curious.
"Please don't hurt me, Mr. Herobrine, just kill me. I can't do this anymore." Though she was obviously trying to hide it, a tear fell from her beautiful eyes.
Her sobbing became louder and more apparent. "I can't take it."
For whatever reason, he felt pity for the girl. She was so beautiful, so sad. It was hard to believe that a girl this perfect would have such a horrible life.
He sighed. Holding out his hand, he tried not to make her feel cornered by standing away from the door. She looked from him to the door multiple times before reaching for his soft, welcoming hands.
"My name is Lora."
"Beautiful." He commented, as he teleported the two into the game. "Your name is, I mean." He blushed,shocking her.

He watched as she walked forwards, watching her feet.
"They don't hurt. I can run!" She remarked.
"What are you talking about?"
Can't humans run?

After a little bit, she returned to the white-eyed god.
"Herobrine, i- thank you." Gratitude was apparent on her face.
He didn't know how to respond, so he just shrugged and put on his usual smirk.
"If your done, there is something I would like to show you."
Interest filled her now blue eyes.
Like a child who had lost someone they loved and had just found them again , she clung to his muscular arm, not wanting to be separated.
She was suddenly in the Nether, a very red place with lots of zombie pigmen and lava.
She stuck close to him, knowing, somehow, that he was safe.
"Um, er, Herobrine?"
She turned away from the ghast she was watching to meet his glowing eyes.
"Yes Lora?"
"Do you, um, think that I'm stupid, or worthless?"
He hesitated. This is what she had said in the hall of her school.
"No."
A tear slipped from her eye, and he wiped it away, soft skin crossing her's and making her blush.
"I'm sorry," she instantly appologized,"it's just that no one has ever said that to me."
"Hey, it's okay to cry."
"No it's not." She mumbled. "You get in trouble for crying. Only losers cry. Like me."
Her aweful words were true, to her. They had been told to her so many times, that it was fact, not fiction. She believed everything she said.
"That is not true." He held her closer to her. She was slightly smaller than the seven foot tall man. She reached his chest.
"That's what everyone says, though. Crying is showing weakness, and bullies prey on weakness."
"Is that what happened to your cheek?" He asked her, "the bullies?"
She hugged him, before nodding. He didn't hug her back, and she let go, blushing from embarrassment.

"Sorry." She looked at the ground.
Herobrine decided that, since it was already awkward, he should get the awkward things out of the way.
"Alright, I have a few questions for you."
"Shoot." She told him, watching the ghast fight a blaze.
"OK, do you have a boyfriend, currently?"
"No. I dumped him after (something happened... not suspicious at all XP)."
He stared at her, and she just shrugged.
"I don't think I'll ever find the perfect man."
"Next question; do you have any children?"
"Nope."
"Do you have any family?"
"My dad is a jerk, and tells me everything I know about myself. Everything negatives that is. And my mom tried to kill me when I was twelve. She is in jail. (This is big, I know.) And that's all the family I have."
"Did you really mean what you said in the hall? About wanting to meet me?"She deeply blushed.
"If it makes a difference, yes. I really did."
"Alright, last one. Are you hungry?"

-Slight Time Lapse-

Lora couldn't help but be shocked by the size of Herobrine's castle; it wasn't very interesting as far as blocks go, but it was gigantic.
Her mouth was open most of the way inside, until he noticed, and closed it, causing her to blush deeply.
"It's so big! How do you remember your way around?" She asked him while admiring a painting.
"Gut instinct, I guess." He joked with her.
Her stomach growled.
Herobrine laughed heartily, in his husky, comfortable voice. "Let's get you some food."

The dinning area was surprisingly small, built to house only a few at a time. He only really ever feasted with himself and his victims though, so he didnt necessarily need the extra space.
He pulled out a chair for her, and snapped his fingers, food magically appeared on the table.
Starving, she sat, but waited for the god.
"Dig in." He released her, recognizing how she acted.
Though he sat at the table to her left, he did not eat a morsel, while she shoved her face.
(Not like that, ugh. She took a big bite, ate it, then repeated you weirdos! Lol)
Once she had gorged herself to the point her hunger hunger was fun, she said," Herobrine? Are you really evil? You don't seem like it." With your soft smiles and comforting voice and amusing laughter, not to mention how cute he looks. Ha, almost nothing can beat that, except beating. Dang it, all well. Hope I didn't jinx it.
"You didnt jinx it." He gave her a knowing look.
"Crap, you heard everything? Even...?"
"The part about how cute I look? Yep." She blushed so hard, she had to turn around.
"Oh my gosh whhhhy? That's not fair." She pouted.
He grinned at her. "Well if it helps, I think your cute too."

Did Herobrine just call me cute?! Best day ever, dang. You can hear this too I guess.

"Yep."
Lora broke down in a fit of laughter, doubling over with breathlessness. When she came back up again, he was standing directly in front of her. Instinctively, she cowered, but then she saw his eyes.
Herobrine's POV:
I stood in front of her, waiting for her to stop laughing. It was the perfect moment for a kiss, I knew for sure. But then, she saw how close I was, and held her hands over her face in a dont-hurt-me kind of stance. Then she say my eyes, and I thought she was going to scream, but she relaxed.
"Sorry, I'm not used to having nice people around me. Usually when someone gets that close to my face, it's to hit me, and pretty hard. Sorry." She tried to explain. It was obvious she felt that she was giving away too much information, but she didn't care.

"Sorry Herobrine..." She said when he didn't respond.
"My name is Hero. My last name is Brine."
"Oh. I didn't know..."
"Of course you didnt. Now you can be the only one in the world to know my real name. Not even Notch knows it, he's too busy removing me."
She yawned after he finished, but her eyes gave him a sympathetic look.
"I'm sorry Hero, that sounds lonely. " He nearly kissed her then, but he didnt want to come on too strongly.
"Can I tell you something?"
He gave her a nod.
"My real name is Xora, but I got teased, so now I go by Lora. If you promise," her face got worried and her blue eyes faded to more of a black, "if you want to promise, not to tell it to anyone, or say it in public, I would like you to use it."
More like I want to hear your voice say it. Your gentle voice roll the word off of you tongue.
"I feel privileged, Xora. What a very beautiful name it is. Who would tease you about it?"
He watched her savor him say it, and she giggled with excitement.

Xora's POV:
When he said my real name, it was like nothing ever before. He didn't spit it out like it was unholy, or frown while saying it, and he called it beautiful! He's so perfect!
"Come, you must be tired. I have a room all set up for you." He's voice stayed at the same tone, the same handsome cadence.
I followed him down the winding halls, getting more and more confused. I continually watch my feet.
Painless is so weird, so different. It's nice. Like him.
"Thank you." He accepted the mental compliment.
"I have to be more careful what I think around you, don't i?" I laughed along with his grin.

"So this is your room." He aloud me a moment to look around. "This is my room." He pointed to the double doors just around the hall corner, across from my room. "I'm almost always here. If you need anything Xora, just call for me, okay?"
"I will Hero."
He seemed to enjoy when I said his name, just like I did when he spoke it.
"Wait!" I called to him from down the hall. "Do you like to sing?"
He chuckled and walked off.
"Dang, that man is a walking puzzle."
What brought up the singing comment, was an old memory. The only person who was ever nice to her. A girl named Deanne, who was my friend for a little bit. I was fifteen, she was sixteen and had her driver's license. We were singing in the car, our favorite thing to do, when some idiot slammed on the driver's side door, causing us to slam into them, and flip her car. She had a heart attack, and died. We don't know if she died from the crash or the anxiety of it. I got a broken rib, and suffered some head trauma, but I'm grateful to her that I'm still alive.

-Overnight Time Lapse-

Is saved for next time! Bye guys!

(I fixed the chapters, you should all be able to read them now!)