Herosteve

Herobrine

I woke up in my bedroom a worried face of Steve and a firm disapproving look from Martin hovering over me. I decided to look at Steve. I smiled at him. He smiled back then glanced at Martin.

"You did a good thing" Martin says. I stared at him in surprise.

"You protected Steve from mobs and a god that easily could have killed you" Martin says. I smiled at him. For once he smiled back.

"Behave yourselves both of you" Martin says then disappears.

"I'm so glad you're ok" Steve says sitting next to me.

"I'm glad I'm in one piece" I say. Steve chuckled and kissed my cheek. I blushed badly.

"I met Israphel he says he needed to eat his words what did he mean by that" Steve asks.

"Nothing don't worry about it" I say. Steve nods and brushes my bangs out of my face. I sigh happily.

"Herobrine!" Someone shrieked voice full of urgency. I bolted into a sitting position. My dragon was screaming for me.

"Shit" I cursed and leapt out of bed almost thwacking Steve.

I sprinted to the stables. The horses were going absolutely crazy. I ran foreward. My dragon was the only thing I had left. It was throwing it's head trying to escape. I ran a bit to far and it screamed for me to dodge. I wasn't quick enough. Crimson dotted my vision with the sound of a knife splitting skin. My breath hitched and my muscles tightened. It was pulled out and thrust back into my side. I tightened worse muscles twitching as my vision swam. I finally found my voice and a high pitched cry escaped. A laughter rolled off my attackers tongue and everything fell to black.