The Haunted ships and one-shots!

Collin x Drake

Past my curfew but I must publish this!
I said I wasn't going to do this, but I couldn't help myself. It was kind of difficult to write. It's a bit slow at first, but that's okay! Hopefully I didn't let anything get confusing...or completely different from the actual series.
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The purple and white eyes of the hybrid opened, aware that he wasn't in the world of consciousness. The master of lucid dreaming knew that he had fallen asleep moments ago, but why did this slumber feel so strange? He flexed his hand, feeling it as it moved. His body wasn't numb like it sometimes was. Good. Although, why did he feel like...he wasn't alone?
He was standing below his house by the goddess statue, the smell of the ocean still strong despite that this wasn't the real world. Drake spun around, gasping as he saw a figure standing at the edge of the mountain top, his back to him, gazing at the sunset. He looked like himself, but this other person seemed shorter, with his clothes completely blue whereas Drake's had black caused by his Enderman side.
Drake tried to make him disappear, but the other person wasn't fading. If this wasn't part of his mind and he didn't create him, then who was he? The hybrid's heart started pounding in his chest, worry rising inside of his body. What if it was Herobrine?

"Uhh... Who are you? Why are you here?"

The other being didn't reply, sparking even more worry in the hybrid. A soft breeze blew through the air, the scent of salt water still strongly present. His own black and brown hair, and the other being's brunette hair flowed in the wind. Drake took a step back, when the other person finally moved. His arm lifted up, and his head turned to look at his hand. He flexed his fingers and rolled his head, as if trying to pop a joint.

"It's been so long since I could move on my own; so long since I was... myself."

His voice sent shivers down Drake's spine. The man's voice sounded like his own, but lighter and not as deep. His eyes widened when the man turned around to face him, stepping back from shock. The other male put his hands into the pockets of his jeans; his clothes less torn and ragged then the hybrid's.
The boy looked at the hybrid with a smile, his bright blue eyes shining brightly, not glowing white like Drake had originally expected. His skin was almost a ghostly pale, but he had dark bags under his eyes. His teeth were a bright white, making his smile glimmer.

"Hey Drake. It's nice to be able to actually talk to you." He said, his pale cheeks growing red.

Drake couldn't believe his eyes. It couldn't be who he thought it was. It was completely impossible! Yet, he had no other explanation, unless this a trick from Herobrine. Once again, he tried to make the image of the human fade, but was once again unsuccessful.

  "Wh-who are you?" Drake demanded again.

The boy chuckled, putting a hand on his chest as he introduced himself. "I'm Collin, your humanity."

Drake shook his head. "That's impossible! I'm... Y-you're..." He couldn't speak.

Collin laughed, his arm falling back down to his side as he slowly began to approach the hybrid. "I know that this seems illogical, and hard to understand especially with your idealistic mind. I've been a part of your conscience your whole existence, now finally I'm able to manifest myself in your mind without effecting your humane aspects."

Drake tilted his head, still filled with confusion and still bewildered. "So...what exactly are you doing in my dreams? What could you possibly want?"

Collin let out a deep breath, walking closer to the Enderman hybrid. "Thank you for protecting my brother, and trying to save him from Herobrine. I'm sure that wherever he is now...it's better than what he was going through."