The Misted Mind

The Wake Up

“Wake up.”

I heard an indescribable voice calling me into reality.

“Emi, come on, get up,” I listened as the same voice laughed. As I began to roll out of bed, I suddenly felt the bare wooden planks beneath my back with a jostling “wham!”

 “Ow!” I cried, throwing my eyes open.  I beheld the familiar face of my boyfriend, Sam, leaning over my head and laughing.

“Hey hey, the beast has awakened,” he barely managed to escape between intense fits of his  giggling.

“Why’d you wake me?” I asked jokingly as I sat up, leaning my weight on my hands.  “Is the house on fire again? It’s not my fault you keep misplacing your flame arrows.”

Sam got to his knees, exasperatingly sighed, and muttered, “A king can only make that mistake once, Emi.”

“Okay, well, putting that aside,” Lapis casually sat on my bed as Sam helped me to my feet, “It was the dream again, right? You did end up on the floor, after all,” she added.

“Yes,” I sighed, “It seems the dream has returned for an eleventh encore.”

“Eleventh? Did I here you right, Emi?” Sam shook his head, “I think it’s time we tell Notch.”

“Yeah, I mean, I’d think you’d be tired of the same thing over and over again,” Lapis put in, “I mean, like, where’s the pizazz?” I looked blankly at her. “Just tell Notch already,” she snapped at me.

“N-no thanks,” I stammered, “You get used to it, honestly.”

“What are you so afraid of,” Sam asked, “Notch will help.”

“I don’t know, I guess I just don’t really like thinking about it,” I admitted.

“Well, too bad,” Sam proclaimed, standing on the couch across from my bed, “We should be contacting Notch.”

As the others left my room to let me get out of my pajamas, I plopped down on my bed and thought about the latest events. Eleven nights ago, I was awakened in the night by an unheard-of nightmare about our greatest enemy. I awoke, screaming. About seven nights past, the dream continuing all the while, and I quit screaming, but I still got chills. I still had the dream, except one tiny detail was added each night. Last night, it was the way he killed the final survivor. He had never nodded to the boy before before….

Then, I thought about my fellow Herobrine Hunters. There was Lapis, the brave red-headed chick who could make friends in an instant. She had been a good friend from way before we were both chosen.  I had run into her several years before while she was building a particularly nice house near the Ender Portal Stronghold. She had a love for Lapis Lazuli, and, having a blurred past, that was what she tended to call herself. Lapis disliked Herobrine as much as the next guy, and had been in danger of him a few times before. Notch chose her for The Herobrine Hunters because of her skill at surviving and building. Her weakness was her bravery towards the entity they were after.

That led me to Sam. If a person was looking for something special, he was it. When he was ten years old, skeletons raided his home under the command of him and killed his family in the process. He, being rather clever, followed them to the Skeleton King, whom he killed with his own doings. Now, he leads the kingdom, and he turned them against him. He’s a great ruler, an excellent fighter, and that’s just some of the reasons why Notch chose him. I like him because he brings personality to the group, and keeps others happy despite how unhappy he is himself. His depression and longing for his family is his only weakness in his eyes.

And then there’s me. I, an Ender-human, or an Endergirl (I call myself the “Endergurl” because, well, why not?), was one of his first victims. He took me as a baby, but I was saved by who is now my brother, Edward Ender. He was very little at the time, and risked his life to save the infant that happened to be me. He and his uncle, Obsid (AKA the Redeial fech eht Teicesniotic, or “Section Leader” if you don’t speak Tongue of Ender), took me in, and there I was raised by Enderman. When I got a little older, I became fed up with the way he was turning the Endermen against humans and how he was attacking our island constantly because we refused to serve him, I told Obsid my ideas for creating an army. At first it was dismissed as a child’s imaginative thinking, but soon he realized that it wasn’t a bad idea. So I had just created the EnderNation Rebellion Army, or ENRA. After we were all trained, Obsid made me the First General, the highest honor he could give. Now I lead them, and not to brag, but I’m as important to ENRA as Obsid is. Notch, noticing this and my superstitious, other-worldly thinking, left me the same note all the other Hunters received. Now I’m a Herobrine Hunter as well as a leader in an army.

And I will do anything to protect the ones I hold dear from danger, even though right now I may be the danger myself.