The Player

Chapter 8

The thought of Herobrine and Jerry snaps me awake. I wonder where I am for a second, but then I realize I'm in the bunker in the end, one room down from the lord's room, whose ceiling could be seen from the upper land. An Enderman sits beside me, and glares at me with purple eyes as bright as a torch.

"Um..." I say quietly, "wh-where's Lord Enderdragon?"

"Really? You're not even going to ask about your health instead?" he snaps back.

"Well you should be worried about him too, shouldn't you?" I sneer.

The Enderman scoffs. "No, he'll be okay on his own. He doesn't need to be babied by Zombies."

"And you don't need to be as blind as a Creeper!" I shout.

Enderman flinches, as do I. He gets up and without saying a word, and walks out the door. Then, I realize how much I actually need a jerk's company like his. I slowly get out of bed, but sit down due to dizziness. I guess I passed out.

Then a rumble forms from above.

It shakes the shelves and cot I'm sitting on, and I almost have to get up it's so bad, but then, it stops again. Lord Enderdragon roars loudly, and I instantly know why. He came.

I run out of the bunker door and see that one of the pillars have broken, and Lord Enderdragon is perched on the one beside it, glaring directly at the man with the blue shirt. I run over, brushing past the running minions and teleporting Endermen. When I approach, Lord Enderdragon yells my name. When I look up, he looks worried about me.

"Zombie number 56, get as far away from here as possible!! He wants you! Go to the over world if you have to, just leave!" He yells.

"But I can't just leave you here! You'll die!" I reply.

Herobrine smiles at me. Lord Enderdragon has a painful expression on his face.

"Then...you'll take my place!" He yells.

"No! I can't! I'm n-not like you!!" I yell over the sound of screaming.

Another pillar crumbles and falls. The End tremors.

"Just go!!" He roars.

So I run before Herobrine is able to get me. I run so far that I can't even see the pillars anymore. Once I think I've ran far enough, I stop and sit on the ground. Endermen are teleporting all around me, Skeletons are shooting arrows, and Creepers are hissing. Everything is complete chaos, and now I realize that I'm the one who caused it. Herobrine found out Lord Enderdragon's location from me. I hear him roar and his wings flap, causing a massive gust of wind. Those two are having a fight and I'm just sitting here watching it.

Then I have an idea.

I have to go back to the over world while Herobrine is distracted.

Throughout the wave of screams and running people, I find Lord Enderdragon's room in the bunker. Before I can go in, however, the land tremors again, and the ground caves in. The entrance to the room is inaccessible, meaning I'll have to get in touch with Lord Enderdragon in the midst of his fight. I begin to run towards the centre of the pillars when an ender-core shoots in my direction. In my surprise, I jump on instinct to the side and watch the core hit the ground and vanish into purple dust. I quickly look up and see that Lord Enderdragon is fighting hard on top of one of the pillars. His health is draining by the second. Herobrine doesn't even seem fazed by the conditions and fairness of the fight, thus making him stronger. Lord Enderdragon scratches Herobrine hard and I almost get excited until he just uses some pixelated texture to heal the wound. I then realize something miraculous. The reason why this world hasn't been normal for a long time.

When the players came, they summoned a hack.

Herobrine is the hack.

He won't take damage. He won't even be fazed by his shots unless he's matched up to the power of those who created him.

The players.

Now I have to go to the over world. Herobrine uses his time of quick recovery to slash Lord Enderdragon off of the pillar. My heart, now stricken with fear and worry, beats fast as I run towards Lord Enderdragon. He gets up, and then notices me.

"Zombie number 56, what are you doing back here?!" he yells forcefully.

I gulp and respond. "I'm going to get you help, but I have to go to the over world."

Lord Enderdragon huffs and looks up at Herobrine, who is preparing to leap down right on him.

"I thought you were going to say that," he mumbles. Shortly afterward, he stands up tall on his hind legs and spawns a portal to the over world. I waste no time in jumping in, and the moment I'm out, I run.