"GET UP YOU FOOL!" Gavin was shaking me, and I felt dazed, looking around. I crawled out of my bed, trying to get up, knowing something was obviously wrong. I fell though, and my arms were wobbly. I managed to get up though, and I realized that someone threw a weakness potion at me. I turned, looking around, feeling dizzy, and some things were blurry. Great, I thought, someone overdoses me on strength, now weakness. I then saw Herobrine, with an army of at least 100 hostile mobs, and they were mainly creepers. So this is how he plans to kill us, but no I won't let this happen I thought. These are innocent, they don't deserve to die. I wobbled to my chest, opened it and grabbed my sword. I opened the door, and yelled for everyone to evacuate, and I told Gavin to go. "But..." "NO BUTS GAVIN! GO! I WILL MEET UP WITH YOU! JUST GO TO THE KINGDOM THAT I WAS AT!" I screamed at him, sort of nicely. He turned, and I could tell he didn't want to leave. I saw him walk, but it looked like the wrong direction, but I just ignored, because I had a big battle.
I ran forward, realizing the weakness effect had subsided. I deflected the first arrow that came at me, grabbed it, and threw it at the skeleton that shot it. Then a creeper came forward, and before it could even hiss I sliced his head off, and found three pieces of gunpowder inside its body. I took them all out, and caught an arrow that came flying at me head. I attached the gunpowder at the pointy end, and chucked it in the middle of the army, and the arrow blew up on contact and killed 20 of them. I looked up, and saw Herobrine disappear again. I ran at a creeper, slicing his head off and taking out two more gunpowder. I did this a few more times and got a total of twenty, then I saw on the other side of the mobs that they were dying from random arrows. I looked further across and saw Gavin with a bow shooting them down. I ran over to him, and instead of scolding him I gave him the arrows and told him to put it on the head of arrows and fire. He didn't understand at first, but when the arrow exploded he managed a evil smirk. I ran in the battle, fighting on the other side. We were winning, then ghasts started coming through the portal, destroying the ground and the village. I ran back, grabbed Gavin and we sprinted to nowhere.
After about a few hours of walking/running we reached a big forest. "Finally! We reached somewhere! and look! A flat place to build over there! This is a perfect place!" I just nodded my head in agreement, amazed at our luck. "Ok," Gavin started commanding, "you and I will start getting a bunch of wood, but we will make an axe from stone, but we have to make a wooden pick axe." I started going to the wood without replying and Gavin followed. I broke a tree with my hand, and Gavin did the same to a different tree. After that we met up to make a crafting table. We made a pick axe, and I volunteered to get the stone, and I found a mountain nearby with stone already up in land. I went over and broke it, thinking of the mission, and after a few an arrow shot out and hit my shoulder and I flew backwards a few blocks. I felt injured, but I got back up and threw my pickaxe at skeleton and he died, but there was a huge cave behind him and a huge hole, and my pickaxe fell all the way down and fell in lava. I picked up my six pieces of cobblestone and hobbled back.
I started staggering through the forest, now the pain becoming worse. I looked, but he wasn't there. So I decided to look in the flat area, and Gavin had almost a complete mansion, in just a few hours. As soon as he saw me he stopped and ran down to come help me. I tried to say that it was okay, but I think we both knew I wasn't. Luckily, Gavin was also a medic, so he helped me. But I soon fell asleep from pain and exhaustion.
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Minecraft, Herobrine's Reign of Terror
Short StoryHerobrine has reigned the world, killing all villagers slowly, and has ruled for far too long. He has terrorized everyone, destroying the players and has tried to kill The-Chosen-One. Yet, the chosen one is destined to fail, or so thinks Herobrine...
