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Author has written 13 stories for Get Backers, Durarara!!/デュラララ!!, Minecraft, Attack on Titan/進撃の巨人, Five Nights at Freddy´s, and Haikyu/ハイキュー. NOTICE #2: HELLO FELLOW READERS! I AM TRYING TO GET BACK INTO WRITING AGAIN AND I'LL BE UPDATING *ON BLACK WINGS * FIRST AND THEN *HERO'S BANE* REAL SOON! NOTICE : My dear readers and fans. I know that iI has been a while since I've updated anything of Minecraft or fnaf, I sincerely apologize for the inconvenience and hope that you will understand. This has been the busiest year that I've ever had regarding work and family life and I have been spending time on fandoms that I've been missing out on, please bare with me for I do want to get Hero's Bane back up. I will have to reread it however when I find the time so that when I work on the next chapter it'll work in properly. There is also a lot of revision needed for the story in general. Excuses are excuse I know. Motivation though, it's so flat right now. But Herobrine... There's always a place in my heart for him, I still use him when playing Minecraft, been playing with my sisters of the game recently. Maybe motivation will spark. :3 Again, I am truly sorry for taking so long, please, just be patient with me. This is all that I ask of you. Hero'sBane86 Preview: Steve lightly shuddered with the biting chill of the cold darkness nipping at the parts of his exposed upper torso, his eyes were wide open and he looked around frantically; blue eyes darting to his left and then his right while taking slow steps backwards. He of course, saw nothing but the dark interior of the empty place in which he stood; only the darker forms of a few stone columns in the large open space were actually visible as for nothing else wasn't. He did not like this at all, he was even wondering if stumbling around in the dark was going to do him any good. That feeling of being watched had him on edge; Herobrine's influential presence had him at an unease state, he wasn't afraid of the White-Eyed man as he once was; especially since the guy was once so powerful in the aspect of fear as far as he had learned from Notch. Steve wondered how Herobrine even lost most of such a powerful feature when he was created with a kind of terror that no one would dare approach him, he still had it to a certain degree obviously; as the atmosphere around him was turning colder by the minute and was heavily loaded with superior authority of the negative sort. Like an invisible aura; this energy in the air had a rather controlling effect that made him feel very vulnerable like prey and at the mercy of a ravenous predator eyeing him and deciding his fate, almost as if he was in the presence of a being far- far greater than him. It was sort of true considering Herobrine was pretty much like a god and had power that no mortal possessed, but still; this same authoritative being was his friend now and he knew that Herobrine wouldn't actually hurt him enough to kill him. At least this Herobrine he knew in this day and age wasn't as frightening; although- with his tempers and loss of control episodes… …Well it was something to consider anyway, it was unfortunate that this hero was so warped by betrayal and loss that he became so cruel and ruthless. He could return to his old ways unless something was done about the beast. Herobrine stood upside-down on the ceiling and gazed down at the mortal twin of his far below; stumbling about in the dark while looking around with fright and anxiousness, obviously not trying hard enough to withstand the pressure of power and locate the source. It annoyed him how Steve was relying so much on only one sense to find him, only the sense of sight wasn't going to do him any good in the cover of near pitch black. Herobrine huffed silently and crossed his arms in disappointment. They have wasted precious time for nearly an hour now; his patience was beginning to wear thin, the mortal still has yet to grasp the reason for the lesson and Herobrine himself was going to have wake him up and make him realize the repeated mistake before his impatience pushes him towards dangerous aggression. Really, could a 'mining' mortal not have his wits about him in a dark place with no sight? This mortal needed to always be on edge against such powerful entities, especially for the black beast he'd face soon. The beast lived in a dark and cold desolate realm; skies as dark as the deepest caverns found in the world, so cold and devoid of any real life. He remembered well of what Ender had said about his own prison; is near the polar opposite of the Nether, as the world of fire was extremely hot and lava oceans lit up every surface it could reach. The End as Ender had put it; was no better but with less suffering of the physical kind, the quietness though was a torture of a different type. It was no wonder why the powerful creature wanted revenge like him, he was driven to it by madness in being trapped in a world of perpetual and deafening silence; every hour and every single minute… utter soundlessness in the bitter cold realm. The sounds of the Nether were never ending with the crackling of fire, even the sounds of the mobs became so irritable; they both suffered and both craved their own forms of justice. … But now he was torn, he was free of his torment and began to slowly reconnect to his humanity through the miner; to the kind he despised so much. Notch and his creation of the mortal kind deserved to suffer forever but now he couldn't find that impulse to kill that used to invigorate his being, it was now but a stale taste in his mouth; especially when it was the miner's blood spilling. Every human, every victim he had in his grasp nowadays… all he could see in their terror filled eyes was that miner; that look of pure dread and fear was present but with not without a look of disapproval and sorrow that both Steve and Lionel had. He hated his new weakness but was glad of it in a strange way; it stayed his hand from killing the miner that had done nothing but help and sacrifice for him. Pity… such a sentiment to truly despise; was now well known to him, it was the thing that kept his only living friend alive. Steve felt a chill run up his spine and quickly spun around as if I was instinct; only he didn't see anything there. "Herobrine?" The White-Eyed man on the ceiling sighed softly and flashed away from his spot and reappeared right behind the miner, he only lightly shook his head at the disappointment that the miner was already and the limited time training had only just begun. He swiftly leapt away and landed softly a few feet away when the miner had turned his head far enough to see him, he of course was not spotted. Herobrine continued to let his power fluctuate from his body instead of containing it, hoping to give the human a better chance at detecting his location; it was surprising that he had the energy to do so after it had been recently drained but wasn't going to complain. Flaunting his influence was something he once did to his victims during his hunt, he learned to contain his power though for surprise attacks; but ultimately for the humans he once joined him. It was never easy but he learned to stay composed through Lionel when socializing with the mortals of the past, hiding his power now though was pointless other than for game but he did it for the miner's sake; except for this case. The man was too focused on sight that he can't even pinpoint the direction in which power flowed, he should be able to seeing as many victims of his past had the sixth sense of detecting him; Steve had noticed his presence before and knew that he was right behind him in their first encounter. Herobrine was toying with the guy for being so foolish, that was when he saw this mortal like he would with any other; this same mortal knew he was there but now there was no 'focus' the survival kind that had him on his toes and focusing really well in order to make the right moves to live. Perhaps Steve needed a little reminder of his life in very real peril? Herobrine had just the idea; but he'd wait and get to work on that after the human gets the whole idea of the exercise. Steve nearly lost his footing in his search and made a pained yelp from stretching his healing wounds in his close fall, he stopped and wrapped his arm over the deep gash of his collar bone and winced from the stinging sensation; the tenderness there was by far the greatest still. Healing with Herobrine's powerful blood still made the aches agonizing, especially in that spot; he just couldn't heal fast enough. Time of battle preparation was flying away and likely Herobrine's patience too, he wasn't ready to face the beast and he feared that he might not be ready when the time comes. He still didn't know how he was even going to get to the dragon's realm yet, nor if he'd be strong enough with wounds healing this slowly. Steve let out a soft sigh. It makes since to heal slow, he did after all; survive a very fatal stroke and was still breathing. Make that twice he survived such graven wounds with the blood of a powerful being keeping him stable and working fast enough to prevent his body from giving in to the damages. He was fortunate enough to still be alive, he was so close to death but got the quick exposure to the life-saving fluid; and unintentionally at that. The hero was his killer and savior. What a contradicting thing he thought with mild amusement. Getting annoyed by the miner's lack of effort; Herobrine made a short silent stride towards the man. They weren't getting anywhere at this rate, the miner was not focused at all. Oh, but he will now. Steve suddenly froze up when another cold chill came at his back and he remained still as the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end as if someone was standing right behind him, it was almost instant but he heard the steps coming at him. "If I were Ender you would be dead already." Herobrine whispered into the man's thoughts and instantly vanished into a cloud of dust as he teleported away. "Herobrine?" Steve made a swift spin on his heels and cringed from accidentally swinging his injured arm a bit, he strained his eyes to find the white ones but saw nothing. "I thought you would have known by now. It's a bitter disappointment that you have yet to find me. It's been over an hour at this point, when will you learn the point of this lesson?" Steve heard the voice in his head with light footsteps come at his side but again spotted nothing when he turned to see what was causing the steps, the voice only resounded in low tones as if he was being tricked or toyed with; the footsteps circled him slowly while he only looked for the light that would come from the powerful man's ; he still could not see the obvious sign of him, it was as if Herobrine either had dimmed the light of his eyes or even had them shut for all he knew. Regardless, Steve was getting tired of staggering around in the dark trying to find the guy; he could be resting up or exploring the place more, or even training another way than wasting time doing nothing but moving about like he was blindfolded. "What is the point of this lesson? You're avoiding me and I have to find-sense you? How can I even do that?" "You cannot rely on just one of your senses mortal; it could prove to be-" Herobrine let more of his energy flow and chill the room temperature low enough to see the mortal's breath as he circumnavigated him. "Fatal." He finally finished by making a light shove on Steve's back and send him stumbling a few steps forward before disappearing again to avoid being found. Steve made a pained 'oof' as he staggered forward a bit before swinging his head back quick to find his target, again he found nothing but blackness. "What good will eyesight do you here miner? It will only hinder you and shatter your attentiveness to your surroundings; your enemies. You must have mined plenty of times in your life already and have not one of those times did you run out of torchlight? How did you ever survive on your own?" Steve immediately halted in his search and blinked in realization. "I-I have. A few times to be exact." He replied lowly to himself while remembering back to the few occasions where he had lost his torch or it burned out and was forced to find his way out another way; when it came to mobs he had but no choice but to focus on the sounds they made to find them before they could reach him. He couldn't believe he didn't think of this sooner. With a new approach to the exercise; Steve closed his eyes and stood perfectly still, he let out another quiet breath then remained motionless with his focus shifting from sight to sound. He let his mind wonder away from any distractions and pain to focus on the subtle shifting coming from around him; he heard a lightly small but noticeable thud at his right. A gentle step nearby had him turning to the side a bit and swinging his better arm out to get the nearby target. The powerful being leapt away from the arm that neared him, it seemed as though the mortal was starting to finally get a hold of the lesson. About time. But not even getting the real idea was going to conclude the lesson, it wasn't over until he was satisfied with the miner's ability; the mortal was going to have to do better and wasn't leaving the room until he did. "You've finally got the right idea, however; it's not over until I say so. Only when you reach me will I conclude this sort of training, otherwise you'll never be ready to fight the beast." Herobrine huffed silently when he saw the miner open his eyes. "Keep your eyes sealed. Losing your focus now will make it harder to get me, especially now that you know what to do." Steve closed his eyes again with an expression of frustration, he lightly ground his teeth. "But wait a minute, that can't be fair! You can easily dodge me!" "Fair? Do you think Endermen or Ender himself will be fair? Ha!" Herobrine amused with a bit of a hysterical chuckle, what the human said was utterly ridiculous and naive. He began a slow and silent pace around the miner. "Do you honestly think that the many mobs in his domain will let you walk right up to them and hack them to pieces?" Steve lost his frustration and frowned deeply. Herobrine did have a point the had to admit. "I think not. The beast's world is where Endermen come from, there'll be many and many strong ones at that. Should I have to remind you of this and their abilities? If you let even one endermen get a hold of you then you'll either be brutally beat to death in a matter of minutes or ripped to pieces and left to feed the beast of every ounce of energy you possess; utterly useless and dead you will be. You will not survive if you get caught, especially if you are blinded and cannot find you're enemies. Besides, the End; the home of the beast as far as I know it is a dark place. Ender had told me of his cold, obscure, and soundless world. It is very likely that anything dark in color will virtually have cover at a good enough distance, and because Endermen have glowing eyes that you cannot even look into along with their flesh color; you'll be in a tight bind with sight limitations. Just stumbling around will not be good enough, you must slay the End mobs and face the beast himself relying more than on one of your senses alone. This lesson is very crucial mortal, remember that." Steve's posture lightened up. If what Herobrine said was true about the End world then he would be pretty much blind with Endermen occupying the monster's domain. He can't just look directly at the Endermen and expect to fight them the same way he does with all of the other mobs; especially since they were powerful than most other monsters, he'd have to keep his eyes focused entirely on his feet. If he found himself in a circumstance to where he'd have to look around and accidentally provoke an Endermen then he'd still have to keep his eyes averted to prevent provoking more of the mobs; all while having to fight with the one he startled. His hearing would be his only useful sense, he didn't even want to imagine being caught by one and being picked apart or battered to pulp, or worse; fuel the one he's trying to stop. He shivered at the thought of himself being surrounded by Endermen and one big monster that would probably devour his soul. Herobrine stopped his pacing and folded his arms. "Well, are you ready to try again? I know you're injured but you have 'one' good enough arm, all you have to do is catch me. Do that and we'll conclude this exercise for today. Remember to focus, not just with your ears but with entities like myself and the beast you'll need to have your sixth sense guiding you as well." Steve sighed heavily and nodded. "Okay, but no more teleporting away. Got it? I know you have a few times already." "Yes, but that was the first hour of you stumbling about. You weren't even relying on your hearing but sight instead nearly the entire time; it was fair game to me. Endermen can teleport… but if you insist then I'll just change things up and not teleport, and what I have in mind is perfect." "Change it up? But how?" Steve asked with a brow raising in curiosity. "How can you possibly change a game of blinded 'hide and go seek'?" "Hmmmhmmhmmmnn." Herobrine chuckled lowly. "You'll see." He grinned widely and his eyes glowed brightly, he stood directly behind the miner and held out his arms; energy flooded the room. Several shrouded forms appeared out of gathering particles of dust; all varying in size and forms and took full shape just slightly floating in the air, Herobrine let his arms fall and the floating shapes fell to the ground whilst landing on their feet and regaining color and full shape. Steve instantly froze up from the sudden sounds of spider screeches, zombie moans and growls, and the clacking of bones; he wasn't alone with Herobrine in the room anymore but with dangerous mobs. The powerful man mused from the miner's sudden reaction of very real 'natural' fear; although it was unnecessary with him being injured, he wasn't going to let the mobs harm the guy but it was still entertaining to watch him go stiff as a wooden plank. "It would be far too easy trying to find me alone, so now you'll have to tighten your concentration on my light steps whilst trying to ignore the sounds of our guests in here. And just let me warn you now; I can keep them in line with influence alone, but if you so as much as touch or even bump into them then you may just provoke an immediate attack." "What?! Herobrine, this is not what I had in mind!" Steve's eyes flung wide open and he saw several tiny red eyes right at his feet and they were attached to a darker form. "I thought you said we were training, but not with mobs." My currcurrent Otps: Mabill(GravGravity falls) Dipcifica(Gravity falls My playlist/favorite songs Safe And Sound-Capital Cities Instrumental/Orchestra EPIC! (Epic battle/action/dramatic/moving stuff) really helps as a writing inspiration! Check them out! 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