The Other Survivers (a Crafting Dead fanfic) (discontinued)

Trapped-#4

~~~Jens Pov~~~

I woke up in a dark room, the only light was Pats glowing blue eyes and the glow from my bow.

"Where are we, and where are the others?" I asked him, but knowing he would not know.

"I dont know, all I remember is Herobrine, and he said some weird words and then,"

"We all passed out!" I said, finishing my husbands sentence.

"Ugh! I don't know why we thought that he would not know about our whole secret thingy!" Pat yelled annoyed.

"Well he might be strong, but we can't die, remamber." I said trying to encourage him.

"He said that we gonna give us our powers. I swear, I he hurts our friends!" Pat yelled. Then someone walked into the room,

Herobrine.

"What do you want from us! Where's our friends!" Pat demanded.

"Ta,ta their save...for now." Herobrine laughed in a normal voice.

"I swear, if you land one finger on them, I will KILL you!" Pat yelled in pure anger, his eyes glowing super bright now.

"Pfft, ha, you think you can kill me? I am a god! Only the most powerful power can kill me, a power even bigger than what you have." The brine informed us.

Geez if I ever throw a party I am not inviting this guy!

"Mmm.....what if I..." Herobrine said walking up to me, and started punching me repeatedly. I mean I've been though a lot of pain before, I've been shot by Pat, stabbed by that red had and even been bitten to death by zombies. I've been so use to pain, that know it just feels like a scrap. But when he kept punches me....ow.

"a- ow please please S-sto- ahhhhh!" I yelled from the pain.

"GET YOUR HANDS OFF HER! I WILL KILL YOU! YOU WILL REGRET THIS!!!" Pat yelled with anger in his eyes, but you can see hurt.

Herobrine laughed and said "hehe, but you shot (I accidentally wrote something a lot worse) her before, and you guys can't die right!"

"YOU TORTURING HER!" Pat yelled, his blue eyes now hard to look at their so bright.

Thankfully Herobrine stopped, and I sighed from relief. Pats eyes dimmed down.

"I love it when your angry!" Herobrine chuckled. Pat growled at him

"Why are you doing this?" I asked Herobrine.

"Cause I want you power for my minions, And I always, always get what I want!" He replied in my face. He started playing with my bow, it glowing a bit more, I found that bow the first I died, and it works like Pats eyes, the angrier I get the more it glows. And I've always felt like, connected to it, I've never took it off.

"W-what are you doing?" I asked, my voice ful of fear.

Let's play a little game shall we!" Herobrine said, totally ignoring my question. He opened a curtain, and their sat Shelby, Nick and Ghetto, with lava buckets on top of their heads.

"Give me your powers, or they die." Herobrine said, he's voice getting demonic again.

Dang it!

~~~Nicks Pov~~~

I slowly opened my eyes reveling, a balcony? No a roof, I was on a roof!