I gasped and stared into the man's cold, blank eyes. The elders in the village had told us tales of Herobrine. They say that he's really Steve's older twin brother, the real heir to the throne.
Supposedly, there was some accident that turned Herobrine's eyes white and gave him amazing powers. But the people were scared, and the King disowned him as his son, making Steve the heir.
Herobrine was forced to flee, and turned to the only thing he could to get help from: the monsters. He had developed the ability to be able to understand them, and he soon became ruler over them.
This couldn't be the Herobrine from the legends, could it? Those were just made up stories meant to spread rumors about Steve not being the rightful king, right?
"Don't be shy." The dragon said. She pointed towards Herobrine. "Come closer and let him get a good look at you."
I slowly willed myself to walk across the room. I kept silent, my gaze switching between Herobrine and the dragon.
Herobrine looked up at me.
"A fine specimen." He commented, as if I were nothing more than an animal. He nodded his head towards me. "What was it before?" It? I'm an it now? I was furious, but didn't let it show.
"A human, Your Highness." The dragon said proudly, straightening up and posing.
"A human? Did you remember to remove it's human instincts? Did you remove it's memories? Did you make sure it can't speak English anymore? Will it attack? It appears that it would be a fine soldier if those were removed."
"Er, um...funny story actually..." The dragon said nervously, voice trailing off. Herobrine looked furious.
"You didn't? That...that thing still remembers being human!?! It won't attack?!? Fix this at once!"
My heart pounded, I had to get out of here. I had teleported once before, but I have no idea how. Before I could do anything, the dragon was on me, pinning me down. Her purple flames ingulfed my body, and everything went black once more.
