Herobrine – Birth of A Monster
Barry J McDonald
Barry J McDonald
Copyright 2017 by Barry J McDonald
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Chapter 1
Herobrine looked at his huge home in the distance and smiled. It had taken a long time to build but now that it was finished it looked impressive. Anyone looking at this great structure would assume that it's owner must be a great Minecraft player. But like everyone else, Herobrine had lost count of how many times he'd died and respawned because of stupid mistakes. Whether that was by making poor shelter decisions, falling into a lava pit or not paying attention to his health bar. He had made all those noob mistakes. But that was in the past. Now that he had more experience under his belt he felt pretty confident about himself.
Last night had been a busy night. Creepers, zombies, and spiders had attacked him with the intention of wrecking his happy home. Playing the attack over in his mind Herobrine remarked at how well organized the group had been. Long gone were the days when they would come independent of each other shuffling toward him with no real goal? Now they seemed more precise in their movements, like someone or something was behind them pulling their strings and making decisions for them.
Herobrine yawned. He hadn’t had much sleep this past few nights, but that was what happened when you played the game in survival mode. Thinking on this Herobrine wondered if there ever was a time when players didn't fear walking in the dark. “Probably be boring for you Wolfie,” Herobrine said to his dog. “Come on let's go, that suns starting to go down.”
Watching Wolfie run on ahead Herobrine remarked that taming a wolf was the best thing he'd done so far in the game. It could be lonely in Minecraft with players always coming and going. Some friends he knew gave up on the game because they found it too tough and never came back. Others never changed their spawn point and ended up back where they started never to be seen again. It was hard making and keeping friends in this world and this was what Herobrine loved about Wolfie. Apart from the company on those lonely nights in Minecraft he was much more than that. Wolfie had saved him many times in battle with hostile mobs and unfriendly locals. Herobrine remarked to himself how lucky he'd been to come upon the right wolf that day.
When they got back inside the safety of his home, Herobrine headed straight to Wolfie's favourite room, the kitchen. “You hungry boy?” Herobrine asked, scratching Wolfie behind the ear. “OK, let’s see what we have tonight.” Searching through his food stock Herobrine turned back to his dog with disappointment. “Sorry, boy its pork again. I was sure we had some fish or meat back there. Maybe tomorrow we can go out hunting and find something different to eat. What do you think?” Herobrine watched as Wolfie leapt for joy and barked back in response. “OK, OK, it’s a date then.”
Putting two large juicy pieces of pork on the furnace, Herobrine left them to sizzle and checked his armoury for weapons. If last night were anything to go by he knew they'd need their energy levels high. Looking in his armoury Herobrine found it was still well stocked with everything he could need. He hoped. You could never be sure nowadays. Even the best made plans still went wrong sometimes. Putting that thought to the back of his mind and happy that he was prepared as best a player could be. Herobrine went back to his other priority, feeding himself.
Clearing the table of what was left of his supper, Herobrine knew it was time to do his night time patrol. One thing he'd learned after all those respawnings was that it was always wise to check your perimeter wall and escape tunnels for damage and nasty surprises. From experience the last thing you needed was to get killed and lose everything because you were too stupid to check everything in advance.
After checking that all his escape routes were clear and free from danger, he started to relax. “Come on boy let's grab a few minutes of sleep before it all kicks off,” Herobrine said and headed off in the direction of his bedroom. One good thing about having a dog was their keen sense of hearing and Herobrine knew that Wolfie would let him know the second he heard any danger.
Later that night Herobrine awoke from a deep sleep and found Wolfie growling. “Are they back again boy?” Herobrine asked looking in the direction Wolfie was growling. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes and stretching his muscles to wake them, Herobrine remarked that he didn't feel like he'd been asleep for long. Going to the window of his room he could see the pitch black of darkness outside. It must have been the early hours of the morning. “Show time,” Herobrine said to himself and ran to the door picking up his bow and arrows along the way. Running up the stairs to the highest battlements of his home. Herobrine stared out into the darkness beyond. “I wonder what they've planned for us tonight boy,” Herobrine said to Wolfie. Wolfie growled deep in his throat as a response. “Well, let them come!” Herobrine said and loaded his bow with it first arrow.
Chapter 2
Herobrine listened to the night air and heard the usual moaning, hissing, and groaning sounds he'd come to know as trouble. In the early days those sounds used to send his pulse racing wildly and make his hands shake uncontrollably. Sometimes so badly that aiming a bow was an impossible task for him. But now things were a lot different. While those noises didn't scare him as much as they used to, he knew to still take things seriously. Just because he didn't fear hostile mobs anymore he still knew to pay them some respect. Showing off and being too cocky was always a recipe for disaster. In his eyes, it was always better to either avoid trouble or at least keep it at a bow and arrow distance.
Herobrine turned to Wolfie when he heard him growl again. He knew his dog could sense the hostile mobs forming up outside the perimeter wall beyond the light of his torches. “We’re safe boy don’t worry. Let them make the first move and then we’ll know what we’re up against," Herobrine said. Thinking on what he'd just said to Wolfie, Herobrine remarked on how he'd wished someone else had told him this earlier in the game. There had been times in past when he'd allowed his imagination to get the better of him. Creating huge armies of hostile mobs in his mind when in fact there'd only been five or ten. From experience Herobrine knew it was best just to sit back and wait. Looking back out into the dark he wondered if they were trying to lure him out wanting him to make a mistake. Well they'd have to wait, because he wasn’t as dumb as he used to be.
With no sign of danger coming to his front wall, Herobrine took a quick run around his battlements for any hostile mobs who may be coming from other directions. Living on his own had its advantages, but it also had its disadvantages. One of them was he couldn’t look out in all directions at the same time. “Looks like they’re only coming from the front tonight Wolfie. And it’s a small-group too,” Herobrine said with a grin. “They must have learned their lesson from last night.” Taking no chances, Herobrine made sure he had his supply of bows, arrows, and swords spread around the perimeter wall for whenever they might be needed.
Then without warning the first arrow came through the darkness intent on hitting
him. “Wow, that one was close!” Herobrine remarked as he watched it fly past him. “I guess we've some skeletons tonight.” Taking his time Herobrine pulled his bow string back as far as it would go and launched his first arrow. Watching it disappear Herobrine heard a small groan in the dark which meant it had hit his target. “Guess he won’t be firing any more arrows tonight,” Herobrine said and laughed to himself. As Herobrine waited for battle to commence he was surprised when nothing else happened. For whatever reason the hostile mobs didn't seem interested in him anymore. Then to add to Herobrine’s confusion Wolfie started to bark.
“Quiet boy, we don’t want to draw attention to ourselves. What is it?” Looking in the same direction as Wolfie's ears were cocked, Herobrine strained to hear what his dog had heard. Hearing nothing at first Herobrine thought his dog was starting to lose its mind. Then as time passed he began to hear something on the night-time breeze. “Help, help me, oh somebody please help me!” Although faint at first there was no mistaking it. Someone was out there and they were in big trouble.
Chapter 3
How many times had he heard the words “Help me!” screamed out in Minecraft? In his earlier days, he'd cried many times himself. Once it had been when he'd been found himself surrounded by creepers with no escape or weapon. Another time he’d found himself falling through space into a deep mineshaft. Minecraft could be a cruel world when it wanted to be. That was unless you knew the rules of survival and you stuck to them. But even then, you still could get killed very easily.
“I know what you're thinking Wolfie, we should head out there and save them right. Do you want us to risk everything to save someone we don’t know?” Herobrine had watched other players get killed before but he'd never taken any satisfaction in it. Sometimes he'd been too far away to help, other times he'd watched a new player not take good advice and die because of it. He knew it was all part of the game but that didn’t make it any easier to watch.
Feeling his conscious get the better of him Herobrine groaned to himself. “Alright then but just this once. Let's go boy,” Herobrine said and made his way towards one of his escape tunnels. Although he'd checked the tunnel earlier in the night. Herobrine still took out his sword before entering. Holding his torch high above his head Herobrine ran through the tunnel with Wolfie at his heels. When they'd reached the end Herobrine paused for a second before putting his foot on a pressure plate. “I hope this one’s worth it boy. If we lose it all because of this stupid mistake I'll never forgive myself. Or you for that matter,” Herobrine said to Wolfie, “Now don’t look at me like that. This was your idea as much as it was mine!”
Taking his time Herobrine slowly raised his head up out of the tunnels trap door and into the night time air. Going from the brightness of the tunnel to the darkness above Herobrine had to wait until his eyes adjusted. It probably would have been wiser to use his torch for better light but that wasn't a risk he wanted to take. The last thing he needed was drawing attention to himself. Turning his head a full 360-degree turn Herobrine took in what was around him. Thankfully his home looked OK and the small group of hostile mobs hadn't noticed him. “OK I’m here now so where are you,” Herobrine said to himself. Seeing and hearing nothing, Herobrine feared the worst and presumed that the player had met their death. Then almost as if they’d read his mind, the mysterious voice cried out again. “Help me - -” Hearing the voice again Herobrine could sense the difference in its tone. To him it sounded like the player had given up all hope of ever finding help and was giving up. “OVER HERE, OVER HERE!” Herobrine shouted back. Hearing himself shout like that surprised Herobrine as he hadn't planned to drawing attention to himself. “OH PLEASE... WHERE ARE YOU…? I CAN'T SEE YOU… THEY'RE EVERYWHERE!” the voice screamed back. “So much for Plan A,” Herobrine said pulling out his torch and waving it over his head. Now everyone hostile mob in the area would know where he was.
Out of the dark Herobrine could see the player turn and start to run in his direction. The bad news was, coming close behind he could see two skeletons in hot pursuit. This was going to be a close call. “RUN!” Herobrine screamed hoping in some way it might make the player run even faster. Before he knew it, the player was on top of him diving head first through the open trap door. “THE PRESSURE PLATE. HIT THE PRESSURE!” Herobrine screamed and watched as the trap door closed tightly over his head.
“Whew, that was way too close for comfort,” Herobrine said getting back on his feet. “Quickly let’s get out of here. If any creepers get a scent of us they'll explode this tunnel down around our ears." Grabbing his new guest by the arm Herobrine guided her quickly back to his home. On reaching the end of the escape tunnel Herobrine let out a sigh of relief. “Please say that’s the only excitement they've planned for us tonight. Wolfie you keep our guest company while I go to the wall and see what’s happening outside,” Herobrine said and ran off to check for trouble.
Looking down he could see the hostile mobs were in confusion. Although waving the torch and shouting out had seemed like a dangerous thing to do, it wasn’t. Herobrine could now see that every hostile mob was now heading to the source of the noise and away from his home. Happy that things had worked out well Herobrine smiled to himself. Now that daylight was also breaking through things were starting to look up. “We live to fight another day,” Herobrine said to himself and then headed back down to introduce himself to his new guest.
Chapter 4
“I don’t know how to thank you… you saved my life,” the girl said. Herobrine blushed. He didn't feel like a hero he was just doing the right thing. “I’m not one for heroics but I just couldn't let those things get their hands on you,” Herobrine said. “So what's your name? I’m Herobrine and that cute mutt beside you is Wolfie." On hearing this Wolfie stared up at Herobrine as if he knew what he'd just said. “OK, OK, you're not a mutt. I was just kidding,” Herobrine said and started to laugh. “Don't listen to him Wolfie I think you're cute. By the way my name's SparkleGirl23, but most people just call me SparkleGirl,” the player said and held out her hand.
Getting the formality of shaking hands out of the way, Herobrine had a lot of questions he wanted answers to. “I take it you're only new to the game with a name like that," Herobrine asked. Herobrine could usually tell how long a player had been in Minecraft. The early players usually only had a name and that was it. But the later players who'd joined the Minecraft world usually had weirder names made up of combinations of numbers and letters. “This is my first week," SparkleGirl replied. “I'd tried building a shelter but as you can see it wasn't a very good one and I had to run for it. I was running around blindly until I saw your home in the distance. If you hadn't saved me, I don’t know what I would have done.”
Although Herobrine had promised that he'd never take another noob under his care, there was something about SparkleGirl he liked. “It’s usually only me and Wolfie here, but if you want you can stay and you get your health level back up. And anyway, the added company would probably do me and Wolfie some good," Herobrine said. “Oh thank you. I don’t know what to say. But thank you,” SparkleGirl said her face starting to blush. “Stop please, you're going to give me a big head. Come on let's go to the kitchen I've a couple of spare pork chops that I think we could all do with right now."
As Herobrine made breakfast for everyone SparkleGirl told him all about herself. She told him of that first scary night when she'd struggled to build a shelter and the silly mistakes she’d made before he'd saved her. “Don’t be embarrassed we all make stupid mistakes in the early days. I would be embarrassed to tell you about all the crazy things I did. But over time you'll learn from your mistakes and they don't happen as often. If you want, I'll be happy to show you a thing or two while you stay here," Herobrine added. “That would be great Herobrine. I guess this is my lucky day meeting someone like you. You could've watched and let those skeletons use me for target practice but you didn’t. That says a lot about you,” SparkleGirl said. Herobrine blushed, he wasn’
t used to getting so many compliments in one day. “Come on, eat up and we'll start your training after breakfast," Herobrine said clearing away the breakfast dishes.
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Herobrine and SparkleGirl spent the rest of the day going over the basics of survival in Minecraft. “Wow, you pick up things really quickly SparkleGirl. That would have taken me longer to learn all that when I was a beginner," Herobrine said impressed with his new student. “Naw, you must be just a great teacher Herobrine. I think that’s what it is. Now come on teach me something more,” SparkleGirl said. “I'd love to, but as you can see the suns starting to go down. It’s time to get ready for the night ahead. Ever fired a bow before?” Herobrine asked. “No,” SparkleGirl said. “But I'm sure you could teach me in no time.” “Well if tonight's anything like the last few nights you'll have plenty of targets to shoot at,” Herobrine added, “Come on let’s get a meal inside you and then we'll go over our plan for tonight."
After supper Herobrine showed SparkleGirl his night time routine. First stop was to check all escape routes were clear of danger. Then it was off to the armoury for a quick weapon check. Then finally he made sure he had weapons close at hand at all times. “You can’t prepare for everything that might happen SparkleGirl. But doing this makes sure we've got most things covered. After that sometimes it’s just down to luck. Now it’s time to make you a bed and we can all get some sleep. Well for a little while anyway,” Herobrine said with a smile.
Lying in bed later that night Herobrine suddenly had a bad feeling come over him. In the back of his mind like an itch he couldn't scratch, a small part of him felt that something bad was about to happen. At first he pushed the thought away but he knew to trust his instincts. They had saved him many times before in the past. Probably just tiredness, Herobrine thought to himself before falling asleep.
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