Notice how I never write our house. It's always the house.

Also I give permission for a certain guest to punch notch. I must let them know that they are onto my plans O.o you are thinking to quickly guest. *pushes you down* hush guest be quiet. Your thoughts are too loud.

A little bit graphic this chapter. (not as much as I would have enjoyed)

Herobrine chap 21

Candycove attempted to push me into the house but I shoved the towel I was holding back to her. She hesitantly took it and draped it over her arms. The men were slightly staggering in the wind and the rain was soaking their clothes easily. I stepped off the porch and went far enough from the house so that I could easily attract the attention of the two. With one glance of the two, I earned their attention, and watched them with narrowed eyes. They stopped in their tracks. It was still pouring, and the rain pounded down on me. I could hear the slight rumble of thunder in the distance and the wind whipped my wet hair around violently. With a push, the larger man had shoved the other one. He paused by after a couple of shouts that were hard to distinguish; the smaller one took off towards the city. I sneered and melted into the ground with the shadow from the rain clouds. And I quickly caught up to the fleeing human. The other was confused of where I went, and he continued to look around. Appearing suddenly in front of the running man, he skittered to a stop. I grabbed his shirt, and yanked him up to my face in anger. If I let these men get away, it would be over. And yet when I gripped the familiar diamond blade in my hand, my gaze traveled away from his grey eyes.

I caught Candycove at the corner of my eye and she was watching me with fear written all over her face. She was afraid I was going to kill him. Growling, I threw him to the side. The man landed with a soft bump and scooted away slightly. I looked at him sharply from the corner of my eyes, and snarled. Giving him a fair warning to never come here again. He scrambled to his feet and took off, into the woods. It was a big mistake I, already knew this, but seeing Candycoves expression of fear, it hurt. I was too stubborn to just let the other one go without a scratch. Ignoring Candycove to my best ability, I turned to look back at the other man watching me; he had a pickaxe out in front of him, almost ready if I were to do anything.

Planting a sneer on my face, I trudged forward, threateningly. The man began to shake violently, and he could not look away from my fiercely glowing eyes. The closer I got to him, the more his pose seemed to loosen. Silently fighting with myself, I growled at him and held out my sword inches from his face. I wanted so badly to end it there but I felt a slight amount of guilt. The human didn't deserve what was coming to him. And yet, I influenced myself to return to my original state. I still hated humans, none of this has changed. Suddenly on my lips grew into a faint, dark smile.

"Let's play a game of cat and mouse…"

I lowered the sword slowly and he relaxed slightly.

"I will be the cat, and you, the mouse. Try and escape to the city. Stop, and your head is mine." I shot the sword back up, slightly touching his neck, making sure to not injure him yet. Fear leaked off the man like fire and he watched, terrified and he cautiously gulped then nodded his head.

"I will give you a thirty second head start. Go." With a wave of my hand the man twisted on his heels and stumbled, before running as fast as he could in a blind panic. He ran over the small hill that contained the caves entrance inside, and disappeared into the forest behind. I smiled in satisfaction. I had done this before and it gave quite the blood rush. It was very enticing to find the prey. I waited until I heard footsteps running up behind me. Knowing full well I had to face Candycove, I turned as she sighed, looking at me in relief. I stared at her blankly, waiting for her to say something. She looked slightly puzzled after I didn't say anything, and stood up straight. "I'm glad you let him go." Candycove brought up her arm to rid her forehead of the slight sweat from nervousness. I blinked a couple times, feeling guilty. I tightened my grip on my sword and looked back into the forest.

"I didn't." I calmly spoke and gazed into the dense foliage, looking for a slight distraction. Candycove shifted uncomfortably in her spot, and then I heard her come closer.

"But he's gone, you let him run, right?" she uncertainly questioned me by my side. Finally I turned to meet her again and backed up towards the forest, away from her. I scowled and shook my head. She was getting in the way, and with the miner actually escaping, I was wasting my time. With one last blank look at her, I turned and began to walk into the trees. I just needed to stay focused; the human was my first priority. I would enjoy this and deal with the woman later.

"Herobrine!" she suddenly shouted and I stopped, not looking back. She apparently didn't have anything to say. She was quiet for a couple moments before she spoke more calmly. "Please don't…" Candycove almost whispered and I heard her clearly.

"I have to." I knew that it would all be for nothing. I had foolishly let one of the humans go. It was a mistake I knew I made.

Lifting my head higher, I trudged forwards, disappearing into the shadows of the dense leaves, leaving Candycove behind. I knew that it was pointless even if I killed the man, the other would tell the city. But still, I traveled on, excited to find the human. I would try and find the second later. I sunk slowly into the shadows beneath my feet, feeling familiar with the eerie atmosphere. I moved on. In the shadows was faster and more convenient to travel that way. I spanned my senses out as I traveled, hoping to find the man easily. Surprisingly I found the human further away than I would have liked. His soul was flickering in one place and began to move slowly forward again. Quickly picking up the pace, I reached the miner and watched the unsuspecting victim breath heavily and limp forward. The man must have injured himself running on the gnarled roots of the trees. I came slowly and quietly from the ground behind him and watched him curse and desperately move onwards. With my back leaning against a tree behind me I folded my arms and scoffed.

"You can't really actually think you will escape now? You never had a chance in the first place." I calmly looked at his leg as the man gasped and turned around quickly. The human lost his balance and fell harshly on his behind. With an intake of breath and a wince, he used a thick branch sticking out of a tree to his left to lift himself. The man suddenly looked confident and his fear was almost erased.

"I don't know what you want with me, but you should just let me go, I have a family at home I must support and come home to. You will gain nothing by killing me." I shook my head and chuckled lightly.

"Trying to guilt trip me? I do not care for your family; they can rot for all I care. They are no business of mine. So, try and give me another reason I should spare you. Do you think you're special compared to everyone else? Some quality that allows you to live, that puts you above the other feeble humans. Well may I tell you, you are no different than the rest of you lying thieving creatures." I growled and dangerously held the gleaming sword awkwardly outwards, still with my arms folded together. The man was for once speechless. And I used a foot to push off the tree behind me. I smiled a faulty smile and laughed cruelly. "So the cat has found the mouse. What is it going to do? It can't run or hide any longer. It has stopped-"

"Then who was she?! She was a human right?" I stopped and my smile fell to a light frown.

"What- no she's not like y-"

"She's a human! You say we are all the same but what about that woman?"

My face scrunched in anger and I clutched the sword harder and hissed. He was wrong, all wrong. He didn't understand me! I wanted him gone; I was fed up already with this human. He was spitting nonsense into my ears.

"That is enough human! Stop speaking; your words have no meaning to me!" I then lunged forwards. The human had no warning, and I was too fast for him to react. I was angry and was a loss for words. He left me grasping for words I could not explain. With a swing of my sword a sickening slash through flesh was heard and then a soft thud. A shaken and horrified stuttered breath was released. Then it slowly increased until the man screamed to the clouds above. He held his arm, his hand was missing. He stumbled back in pain and disbelief, not wanting to look at the result. His widened eyes and horrified expression told all the pain he felt. I growled in disgust and anger. Blood spattered and pooled on the ground quickly collecting beneath his shaking feet. The man took shaking breaths and he never met my face. I took my clenched fist and rammed him on the side of his head, sending the human sprawling on the ground and another gasp of pain escaped his lips. I walked over to him, with his back facing the sky I stomped hard on his back and grinded the heels of my boots in his spine.

"Shut up human. You make me sick." His cries of pain continued to flood the forest and not satisfied enough with his reaction; I lifted my foot up and onto the upper part of his back, in between his shoulder blades. I pressed my foot hard into the skin and the man was struggling to hold in breath from the pressure I was putting on his chest.

"How dare you say she is like you." I furiously stated. "She is nothing compared to you. She is so much more than you ever will be." I silently shouted and with a furious expression I stomped on his back once more. He let out a gasp of pain and tried to use his available hand to lift himself. "Her life is much more important than you're fucking useless blood." With more pressure I was practically crushing the human from underneath me. "You are nothing but an ant under my feet and I am more than willing to smother you over the ground." I then lifted my foot off his back and placed it back on the ground. The human struggled to get up and I kicked the man hard in the side of his ribcage, causing him to roll away from the force and hold his side with his right hand. Now with his face up to the sky, I peered down at him. I had a large sneer on my face and hatred and satisfaction clouded my vision.

"Why are you creatures so hideously interesting to toy with? You all disgust me."

Then I slashed down at his form with my sword. An earsplitting shriek was cut into the air as I once again brought the sword up and above my head and back down into the mortal's stomach. Another cry after another. The familiar sounds made me smile widely. It had been such a long time since I had felt like this. With the sharp smell of blood in the air and sheer joy, my twisted smile deepened along with the intensity of the swings. Blood spattered the ground and up my arms onto my shirt, staining the light fabric and coating some of my face. The feeling sharpened my senses, but I didn't care whatever was going on miles away. All that mattered was the flesh on the ground in front of me, the blood that rubbed against my fingers and the hilt of the sword in my loose grasp, and the overpowering feeling of sick happiness. After a few more swings I stopped my action and held the sword out in front of me, basking in the glorious feeling of death. I had successfully killed the human who was making a fool out of me. I was breathing heavily, worked up from the excitement and adrenalin.

I was unknowing of the woman that had been standing there watching the whole time.

"Herobrine…?" I heard the familiar voice and my eyes widened and my smile fell. No, not now. Now was the worst time. I didn't want her to see me like this again. I slowly backed up from the unrecognizable man, still with the bloodied sword in front of me. I looked at her through the corner of one eye. She was shaking and terrified of me. Tears started to gather at her eyes and she held her sides. I faced her completely and deeply regretted the decision. Candycove fell to her knees and closed her eyes tightly with her hands covering her face. I shook my head and dropped my sword. Not again, not again. I began to back up. This was my entire fault again. I hated that expression on her face. Even though I had not said anything the first time she had witnessed me acting this way, it didn't affect me at the time. But seeing her on her knees made my insides twist. Her expression of horrified fear and sadness hurt me.

Damn it.

Damn it all.

Without the sword I turned and, like a coward, left the scent of heavy death behind. I began to grow angry at myself. With my face scrunched in anger and a large sneer planted on my face, I heatedly walked away. My thoughts continued to run and drive my mind crazy. I slowed my pace and finally stopped. I was looking down at the ground, furious. I hate this. I hate it all! I hate myself! If I could have just-stopped myself, then she wouldn't have-

I sent the side of my fist into a tree by my side.

"Damn it!" I cursed to myself.

If I had paid attention to my surroundings, and not have gotten carried away, then I would have stopped before I killed the man. I would have not stabbed the human more than once.

With a hiss, I forcefully ripped my fist out of the splintering wood. A large imprint was left and blood lingered on the broken bark. Then, feeling exhausted, I laid my back on the tree, and slid down it until I was sitting on the ground with my head laid back. I felt overworked, and only needed to rest. With my eyes closed, I began to regulate my breathing. and I began to hear comforting noises. Birds began to call out. After the sickening sounds that where created earlier, birds still had the audacity to create song? One caught my attention. It was a song from the familiar black bird I could easily recognize. I hadn't really been interested in birds until just recently. Beginning to learn the noises in the forests I had roamed for years and never bothered once to take the time to listen to what was in them. I looked around for the distinct bird that was close by.

Soon I caught sight of it a couple trees away, hidden behind several branches. The black bird was hopping back and forth on the branch. Leaves where blocking my view and the bold black feathers of the bird where dull and grey from the years of age it clearly showed. It continued to flare its wings out and call. It wasn't annoying, but feeling angry, it did become a nuisance to me. After a couple minutes of listening to the bird, I grew completely pissed. To my right, small stones lay at the base of the tree, and with the tips of my fingers, I picked up the largest I could find. With dried blood rubbing off onto the rock, I drew my hand slightly back behind me, just barely touching the bark. I then shot my hand forward, the stone struck the bird with an accurate, forceful hit and it fell out of the tree with a terrified shriek. The black bird landed in a heavy heap of feathers and continued to flop on the ground for a couple of seconds from where it was visible to me. Then the feathers stopped rising and the bird had stopped panicking. I must have killed it or injured it. And within a couple seconds more calls rang into the air, except it wasn't one the bird was singing the moment before. It was a terrified, danger call. It was still alive, but burdened to the ground. It was even worse than before, the shrieks wouldn't stop and the defenseless bird was being idiotic for earning attention where it was easy prey. I sighed and drew my hand for another stone. I was tired of every small thing by now. I drew my hand back to end the bird for the final time, but more footsteps distracted me. I glared at who had followed me, and I cursed inwardly as Candycove stepped out of behind a tree. Tears still lined her eyes and she tried to wipe them away once she was met with my bloody form, and piercing white eyes. The woman stood and said nothing but look shyly away.

"Why do you persist to follow me when it is evident I do not want to be around you." I hadn't meant those words and I quickly wished I had never said them. But it was obvious that she paid no attention to my stinging words. The woman rubbed her arm.

"I follow you because I want to help you." She spoke quietly. "Why do you always run? Running doesn't solve problems Hero. Stop going around the situation and ignoring the simplest things that could be talked out. Herobrine, I'm here for you, you can just talk to me." She wiped away the last tears and smiled kindly. I scrunched my face up and looked back at the annoying bird, away from her.

How could someone make me feel like this? She makes complete sense and I couldn't find a solid reply so I grasped for a retort instead. "I do what I want. I do not wish for, or need help from you." I kept it short and stood, looking menacing. "So stop trying to help me. You only make matters worse!" I hissed violently. My fists where clenched and I just wanted her to be gone for simply ten minutes to retain my cool. I was already shaken as it was; I didn't need her here to make matters worse. The woman only stood sadly, fearfully and she unsurely gazed at me.

"That's not true Herobrine! And you know it!" she desperately shouted, trying to be loud and threatening, but her shout was wavering and shaken. "If I never came to help you when we first met, you would still be there currently, with your brother who only wants you to feel pity for the humans you have murdered, who only wants you to feel pain! If I hadn't followed you when you stormed off, only for not wanting to feed a pig,-" she emphasized those words so much that I flinched when it was a mental strike to the face. "- you would also be in that large cell still! I just want to help you Herobrine! Why don't you see that?!"

Then the bird's cries of distress got suddenly louder. Candycoves head quickly turned to the cries and she began to quickly walk towards the bird and away from me. I loosened my fingers and I watched Candycove move around a bush to see what the commotion was about. I suddenly stood and grasped for the tree as my balance felt oddly off. Her words where true, they made the bitterness in my words have no affect to her. She was impervious to my words that fazed through her. I couldn't decide if I was lying to myself or not. My breath hitched in my throat and I tried to let out something but I was stuck with my own words and lies in my esophagus. Rooted to the bark, I leaned on it and grasped the side, gritting my teeth in confusion and anger.

The woman came back into the small clearing a few seconds later with something lain in her hands. The feathers of the bird were uneven as it laid, stale and unmoving in her flat hands. Its wing that was sticking out from under it was tilted at an unnatural angle, and its eyes where glazed over and already dry. She looked up slowly and more tears began to grow under her eyes. She was crying more over a bird? This idea seemed absurd to me, but I watched with astonishment anyways as she wailed to the sky, tears beginning to pour down the sides of her face. The woman dropped to her knees with the bird and she gently dropped it in front of her. She let out another loud sob as my eyes shook in confusion. I couldn't act on my own accord as I rushed up to her and knelt in front of the bird; I reached forwards and put my hand behind her head. I then pulled her towards me and into my chest, and for the first time in millennia, I felt my cheeks become wet.

Daw… yup I don't have an explanation for lateness. I'm sick of explaining. Don't expect another for a long time.

I found the chapter I said that Notch raised the sun and Hero raised the moon. I wrote

"When him and I were put into existence, and worked together instead of behind each other's backs. I raised the moon and brought darkness and hostile mobs over the land while my brother rose the sun and burned my mobs."

After I wrote this in the next paragraph I wrote

"That was when I was stronger. I am weak now, mentally and physically."

It clearly tells the reader that Herobrine has become weak over the decades and he losses battles because he is weaker than he was. He can no longer create more mobs, or control them etc. he can no longer raise and set the moon. Also this came with working together. (Good thing planets orbit) it's the same for Notch. But Notch is slightly stronger in power than Herobrine because he can still pass his magic to many humans. (And you know he's got a lot to offer when he can give his magic to humans)

Anyways I don't know what to say about how overdue this chapter is. I can't apologize again; I feel I do that way too much. I've been struggling a lot and my laptop has been taken away a couple of times so bear with me. I'm having a hard time around the house.

Oh, so now my laptop decides every time I walk to my friend's house, it will start to short out and be fuzzy- screened because of the cold. Sometimes it goes black. I've had some fun months.

So, we get to see some of the old Herobrine in this chappie. Good or bad? Opinions?

Schools out soon… yay…