#mobs

im in my two week minecraft phase and playing with Herobrine mods, NO ONE WILL STOP ME

You panted heavily as you ran through the dark oak forest, holding up your shield as a skeleton shot you.

You just had to go out when the sun began to go down... You promised your neighboring village that you would be fine! You would get them some emeralds and it was going to be fine!

It was in not fact... Not fine...

You were low on health, had an arrow lodged in your leg and on top of that, you were out of food.

It wasn't like any of this could get any worse!

You thought to soon... Running and losing your footing as you fell into the river below.

Hitting your head on a rock as you slowly lost consciousness.

Going in and out of your unconscious state, it felt like someone was dragging you... You wanted to open your eyes but all you could so was see the blurs.

Was that a blue shirt...? Steve...?

No, you must be dreaming...

~~~

It was day when you woke up, underneath a tree out of the dark oak forest.

You looked at your now wrapped leg and looked around. Was it really Steve? No... No, he wouldn't just leave you out to defend yourself! He would take you home!

You sighed and placed your sword on your back, it seemed as if you would have to find your own way back...

It felt odd, it felt as if you felt eyes on you... These familiar eyes that you chalked up to the villagers that lived next to you.

They were odd but you couldn't say anything seeing as they gave you good deals on your trades.

Looking around as you pulled your map out of your pocket, hey... You've been here before... The village was near, and you managed to snag a few emeralds too! So, this trip wasn't a complete waste!

The walk back wasn't too bad either! It was just over the mountain, but you saw something odd... The villagers gathered in the center of the village.

Limping down the mountain as the baker noticed you, immediately alerting the others as they rushed over to help you.

You were listening to them all talking at once as you ate your golden apple to heal your leg but could understand some of what they were saying.

They saw the white eyes...? No way! They must be seeing stuff.

"Don't worry guys... It must've been cow or something." You reassured them as you smiled, it wasn't much but it relaxed them.

Giving them your emeralds for trades, repairing the iron golem. Maybe you could make another... Have an extra wandering around the village just in case.

This was your village to protect...

You went off taking your trades back to your house, placing them in one of your lesser filled chests. Sighing before you paused, looking up from the chest as you looked around.

You felt those eyes again... And the villagers were all in their homes... Grabbing your sword as you looked around, narrowing your eyes as you opened your door.

It easily could have been a hidden mob too... A zombie or skeleton.

Whatever it was... It felt off, it didn't feel like the usual gaze of one of the two...

Whatever... You had to go to the nether soon... Steve said he had been a few times, but you needed to get some stuff from there.

Grabbing your items, you were a bit of a coward... The nether wasn't for the weak of heart which is probably why you put it off for so long.

You ventured out a bit, making sure that no little child villager would see it and want to enter.

Building it up as you placed your cobblestone at the corners to keep it up.

Grabbing you flint as you hit against the steel, watching as the sparks flew onto the portal and flinching as you watched the purple light appear.

Closing your eyes as you took a deep breath and slowly walked in, the wobbling sensation immediately hitting you before you stumbled out of the portal.

Placing a gold helmet on your head as you looked around at the Crimson Forest. Perfect! You had some gold and Steve said that the Piglins trade with gold! You had plenty of gold!

Rushing off as you traded with a few before you paused at a map one of them gave you.

'Huh... Odd.' You thought to yourself as you looked at it.

It seemed to have the coordinates to a castle... Maybe it was a fortress that Steve talked about!

"Great!" You said happily as you rushed off, still looking at the map.

Making sure you marked each path so you wouldn't get lost... And finally, you reached it... The castle...

"Are fortresses usually this big...?" You muttered to yourself as you walked in, hiding from wither skeletons and brutes.

You thought you felt eyes on you... But you brushed it off.

~~~

He had been watching you... He didn't know for how long but he watched you... He watched you befriend the villagers, avoid mobs without killing, only taking what you needed and replanting.

He hadn't seen the others do this... He had seen it all, seen the mistreatment of this world.

Everything.

You chose to build near a village, making friends and doing them favors...

But how did you get here? In this castle... This castle that he built, or more like forced piglins to build it.

He had remembered that day, you fell off the cliff running from a skeleton and for whatever reason, he helped you.

He never helped anyone, but he helped you.

He didn't know why, but he did.

He watched you sleep for a while after that, well at least until day hit... The overworld mobs would leave you alone if he did...

He was lost in thought, listening to the door of his throne room open.

Sitting down as he smirked to himself, looking down at you from his throne.

That shocked expression you held was just... Adorable to look at... He could tell why that lookalike of his liked you so much...

~~~

It couldn't be true... The myths and rumors... Were they real?

Did Herobrine really exist? Was this Steve pulling a prank on you?

"Hi..." He said to you, his voice deep and raspy... Carried in quiet menace... It reminded you of the sound of your flint and steel.

Taking a step back, ready to run before the throne room doors suddenly slammed shut.

"Not even a thank you for pulling you out of that river?" He asked, a tilt of his head as he rested his head on his hand, his elbow against the arm of the throne.

"I... I..." You began, still in shock.

He looked... Rough... But it wasn't what drew you to him...

They were white as bone... Such eyes should've been lifeless and they almost were... No hint of humanity in them but they gleamed... Gleamed with something that sent shivers down your spine... Fear... And desire...

It hadn't even been a second when he teleported behind you, grabbing your wrists as he forced you to drop your sword.

His cold breath against your ear, pulling you against him as he let out a low chuckle.