A/N Wow... been forever since I updated this. Sorry if the chapter's kinda short, at school in the computer lab, lol. Listening to Ed Sheeran... YAS.
**Holly's POV**
I threw about ten potions in my bag, a couple syringes, food, a (fire-proof) pillow and blanket, and several changes of clothes. I was going on a quest- one of those "You may possibly die and it might take a while and you might not reach your goal" kind of quests.
I was going.. to.. FIND HEROBRINE!!! I had already made the Nether Portal, now I just had to get through the Nether, find Herobrine's palace, and try not to die!! Or have him kill me!! I needed a plan, and a really good one too.
After sitting around for a while thinking, I finally came up with a good(ish) plan. The plan was: 1) Go through the portal. 2) Find the Nether Palace (and not die in the process). 3) Camp out there for a while. 4) Use a potion that makes you unable to move on Herobrine (once I find where he sleeps). 5) Find a way to make ME into a Brine.
I could probably use his blood, or maybe somehow extract some of his power, put it in me, and then voila! I'd be a Brine.
I set off to where I had built the portal, thinking about how lucky I was that I was fireproof- and hopefully lavaproof too. I jumped through the portal, blinking as my eyes adjusted to the dimmer lighting in the Nether. It was hot in there, even for me.
I passed by several pigmen, who glanced at me for a second before grunting and walking off. A ghast with a slightly pink tint flew overhead, taking no notice of me. I shrugged, continuing to walk.
After a while, I saw a purple brick in the distance. It was huge, towering way above me. I walked towards it, resting a hand on the outer wall. It was surprisingly cool for something in the Nether. I walked around the building, and I soon saw an opening.
I slowly walked inside, hoping that Herobrine was in here, but at the same time hoping he was asleep or something. A few more pigmen stared at me as I walked through the halls, their swords at their sides. I climbed up some stairs until I came to the roof. I set my bag down and spread my blanket out, and leaned against the railing.
Well, I had found the Nether Palace. Now all I had to do was wait.
A/N Sorry if that was short, like I said, I'm at school. Listening to "Shut Up and Dance" now, lol. Well, bye my skittles!!
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