The love of a demigod | HeroSteve (On Ice for a while)

-8- Waking up the beast

Hehe you're expecting a very exciting chapter right?
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(3rd persons' FoV once again)
Since everything was dark, no one saw the danger that rose up behind Notch. He only felt that something was terribly wrong.
Notch turned around immediately as he felt a hot breath on his neck, and something cold around his throat. But as soon as he turned around, the breath was gone and he only saw two white glowing eyes under a black hoodie. Herobrines' clothing was pitch black, and a mask in the same color covered his face. Only the blood from his chest was visible on the clothing.
"You shouldn't have done that.", he whispered and planted his fist into his face, sending Notch backwards. But before said man could lose his balance, Herobrine appeared behind him, slamming him to the floor himself. Notch yelled as his spine hit the hard stone, sending a brutal pain through his body and into his head.
Herobrine didn't move until Notch stood again, sending him to the ground once again. But this time Notch didn't yell. He only let out a heavy groan before grabbing the sword he dropped and lodging it into the demons stomach, who was sitting above him, ready to slam his fist into his face.
But the new wound and the sword in his body didn't bother Herobrine in the least. Instead, he just grabbed the handle, yanked it out of his body and placed it on Notchs' chest. The dark blood dropped from the blade on Notchs' shirt, sending shivers down his spine.
All this time the guards couldn't attack because of the darkness, despite the fact that the demon had taken down the forcefield. The danger that they would hurt their leader was too big. But now that everything was over, the darkness faded to light and everything looked just like before, only the blood on Hero's teal shirt was way more than before, and the cut was now joined by a very deep stab wound. Some blood also came out of the male's mouth, dripping down to the floor. The creator himself was scared. Very scared. The blood of the sword was coloring his shirt in a deep black, and he couldn't get out from his brothers tight grip.
"You may have a few last words.", Herobrine growled, his voice filled with pain and from anger fueled hate. Notch swallowed before he only hissed: "Go burn in hell, demon!"
Herobrine pulled the sword down, ending the Creator's life within a second. His brown eyes widened one last time, then they lost their glow. Only hate, pain and fear was visible in the dull eyes and the expression. A pool of blood started to surround the dead body, stopping at the demon's feet. Said man only took the sword, ripping it out of his brothers chest before looking at him. Then he just gave the corpse a little nod. "Good fight, Notch. You were filled with so much intelligence, but you used it against the person's of Minecraftia. You could've created something big, but you failed, all because of the hate inside your heart.", he said quietly before turning away and going to his friend.
The guards only looked after them. They knew that they were not allowed to attack, because the rules said that the winners of a fight could go undamaged.
Steve immediately ran to Hero and helped him walk since the demon was quite injured and could barely stand straight. Steve wrapped his arm around Hero's chest, taking most of his weight away so Hero had little to nothing to carry. And so they left the castle, going home.

(A few minutes later)
(Steve's FoV)
Are you sure you don't want to visit a hospital?", I asked Hero again. Right now we were both in a alleyway, giving me enough time to bandage us both up. Hero had a few very deep wounds, causing me to ask myself how he survived those.
Hero shook his head, letting out a tired groan. "Steve, I'm fine. I wont go to a doctor as long as you don't go.", he replied while I put a bandage  around his hand. Most of the skin of it was either ripped open or completely gone. Notchs' sword had a few very dangerous enchantments on it, making it even more dangerous for Hero to just sit here and do nothing.
I let out a very heavy sigh and stood up. "Alright. I'm going to a hospital, then.", I said calmly and turned to leave, but Hero gripped my hand. "Don't make me go, please!", he whispered, fear in his voice. I tilted my head and looked at him in slight disbelief. "Don't tell me you're scared of a simple doctor!" Hero went silent and looked away. My jaw dropped as I realized that he wasn't kidding. "It's not that I'm scared, I just don't like doctors.", he mumbled, looking away and letting go of me. I sat down next to him, putting my right, fine arm over his shoulders. "I didn't know that, Hero.", I whispered, hugging him softly. "Why are you so scared, tho? Did something bad happen in your childhood or what?", I asked. Hero let out a short laughter which was filled with pure hate. "Something else than Notch? Barely. The only thing that actually happened was that I had an operation as a little kid because some mad scientists thought they caught a mutant and decided to test a few things on me.", he replied a bit cold. I was confused. "Why are you scared of doctors, tho?" Hero sighed. "It's not the doctors themselves, but the things they do and the stuff they wear. It reminds me too much of the stuff they did to me in that laboratory.", he mumbled before lifting his left and and removing one of the metall bracelets from his wrist. Under it were multiple deep scars, well hidden under the metal accessory. I carefully took his hand and stroke over some of the cuts, feeling that he wasn't quite comfortable with this. But he kept as still as possible to not disturb me.
His skin was very soft there and had a different color than the rest of his body. It was more pink than anything else.
Come to think of it, Hero was paler than the white wall behind him. His breathing wasn't as calm anymore and he seemed to be in pain. I looked at him worriedly. "Is everything ok, Hero?", I asked and stroke over his head, feeling some cold sweat on his skin which was a bit warmer than usual. Hero swallowed heavily, then he just nodded. "I'm fine, Steve." I didn't believe him and reached for his neck to search for a pulse. I found it and noticed that it was a bit faster than before. A bit worried I took out Notchs' sword which I still had and held the blade against the dim sunlight. A thin layer of something light green was on it, and as soon as I rubbed with a piece of cloth over it and put a potion on it, it turned to a darker green color.
Poison.
I looked worriedly at Hero, who just looked at the cloth in my hand before placing his head against the wall with a short, weak laughter. "This old man actually got a good hit on me. I didn't expect him to use poison against me, and a brutal one at that point.", he mumbled, raising his injured hand, only to see that the wound was bleeding through the bandage. He lowered his hand again and took a few shaky breaths. "From one to ten, one is little to no, ten is extremely much pain and you can barely move, how much pain do you actually feel?", I asked, refreshing the bandage around his hand. Hero hesitated before answering: "7." I took a deep breath.  "Ok. I don't care about what you will say, nor how scared you are, but we're going to a hospital. Now.", I demanded, standing up, taking our bags and helping Hero stand up. The demon could barely even stand on his own feet and yet he tried to get me to not bring him to a hospital. But I didn't care. I was too worried about him and I knew that he could die within hours. Sadly, I didn't have the antidote with me. In fact, I only had this one potion with me, but that wouldn't help him at all. The only thing that will help is to get him to a hospital as soon as possible, and ignore his whines.

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Notch is dead, but what about Hero? Will he survive?