Stone ground as I tried to shift the lid off of the coffin. I shoved more. The slap fell to the floor and cracked apart. I stood up shakily, my legs aching from the strain. Several people were staring at me, surprised and shocked. A few were whispering. A little girl tugged on her mother's coat and pointed at me. Looking around, I saw a keep back sign tapped to the stone. In another room were fossils and in another, Famous Swords in Time. In the corner was a very surprised watch guard. I stole a glance at a paper in someone's hand. Minecraftia Museum. I walked out of the coffin and grabbed a guide. Stone Tomb of Unknown Explorer. I was an exhibit in a museum. How long was I dreaming? It had only felt like a few minutes. The guard heard something from is cell phone and his face turned whiter then quartz.
"Mommy, isn't that the girl they said disappeared after killing people?" What?
"Dear, we are going home now." Other people heard what the girl said and chaos broke out. The guard it an alarm. Sirens blared and people ran in all directions. I stood in the center of the tornado, lost and confused. After all the citizens were out, guards and police closed in. I drew Ender and they all stepped back. One of the braver officers spoke up and soon others joined in.
"Put your weapon on the ground! Weapon on the ground now! Put the sword down!" I did as they said and clasped my hands behind my head. A guard roughly cuffed me and shoved me outside. The media had already arrived and were flashing cameras in our faces. I showed no emotion and allowed myself to be put on a horse to the station. I ignored the faces that glared at me. All except one. One face stood out in the crowd. One man who I could never forget. One man who would keep me fighting till the end of time. One man for whom my love is endless. One for whom I would do anything. And yet the one man who always slips away from me. Always just beyond my grasp. Always being pulled away from me. Herobrine. His eyes were not white but a bright blue, calming and sparkling with tears. He yelled something at me but I could not hear it above the rest of the people. He stopped yelling and instead spoke with his eyes. I am coming for you. Hold on a while longer. I will always get you.
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The bars swung shut and I looked around my dreary cell. A bed, table, chair, a window with bars. I laid down on the bed and began the first step of my plan.........Dream. Contact Herobrine and tell him where I am..........Sadly, my dream did not go according to plan.
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Herobrine's Tale: The Warrior
FanficLily Torchwood has returned to fulfill the Prophecy of Wielders. Four powerful warriors must either join together or die apart. Notch and Herobrine are at each other's throats in a battle for ultimate control of Minecraftia. But beware! Another piec...