Descendants Of Herobrine (MineralFox' Universe)

Chapter 6: Steve

     "Are we there yet?" I groaned from behind Marx. We had been on the move for four days almost. And there was nothing around us to look at but oak trees that all looked the same.

     "Almost there Zannie." Marx looked up from his map and over his shoulder at me.

     "You said that the last few times I asked." I half wined.

     "Which was just a few minutes ago." Marx said. My feet were sore and fought every step to lift off the ground. My legs wanted to collapse underneath me but I made them hold out just a little longer. Buddy was practically dragging himself behind me. 'Almost there. Almost there. Almost there.' I repeated in my head to keep myself going. Marx was showing signs of being tired but was too determined to give into his tiredness. Admirable if you ask me. And for some reason Marx still hadn't told me where we were going or what we were doing. I just hoped it was some magical sword that could kill Herobrine in one swing, and hopefully let the wielder fly. My legs were so tired that I wished so badly that I could fly.

     "Are we there now?" I asked with a little groan.

     "For the last time, not yet." Marx answered sounding a little agitated. Then Marx looked down at the map with an unsure look. "It should be right here.." He mumbled quietly. But I heard him.

     "Wait, are you saying we are LOST?!" My eyes widened as I began looking around frantically for something other than trees.

     "No, I don't think so. The dot is right here, how come I don't see him?" Marx questioned no one.

     "What are you two troublemakers looking for?" The voice of a young lady shot up suddenly. It sounded casual but still made me and Marx jump in fright. We looked towards the source of the voice and saw a girl with brown hair, brown eyes, a blueish grey shirt and dark grey pants, leaning up against a tree looking at us.

     "Who are you?!" I asked the girl. She only looked a little older than us. Maybe sixteen or seventeen.

     "I dunno. Why don't you answer that one for me?" She returned the question. Marx just scratched his head and I stared blankly. "...Good enough. Follow me." She said as she turned around and started walking away.

     "W- where are you going?" Marx asked.

     "You guys came to see Steve right? Well, he is this way." She spoke over her shoulder.

     "Is that why we came here?" I asked my friend.

     "Yeah. Crystal said he is the only one who can help." Marx answered. At least I finally knew why we had walked so far. So the two of us quickly ran to catch up with the older girl.

     "So what are your guys' names?" She asked.

     "I am Marx, and this is Zannie. What is yours?" Marx was the one kind enough to answer for me.

      "The name's Evelyn. Steve's granddaughter." She answered.

     "Woah! Really?!" I piped up in excitement. "I didn't even Know Steve had a family."

     "Yeah, I guess the idea is entertaining in a way.. I guess." Evelyn shrugged.

     "So um, how are you not.. old?" Marx asked awkwardly.

     "Like my grandpa, I have special capabilities like respawning and staying pretty young." She answered.

     "So you like an old lady?" Marx asked. I punched his shoulder a little and scowled at him. "Ow, what?!" He asked, as if it wasn't obvious. Evelyn just chuckled a little.