Herobrine observed his forces of darkness lumber out of the forest from where he was standing, hidden in the trees. Watching them charge towards the walled village. There were zombies, creepers, skeletons, and spiders as far as the eye could see, the dark wave of destruction moving as fast as they could towards the walls of the village. Herobrine laughed, a high eerie sound, and then yelled at his army with a evil smile on his face,

“Onward! We have to punish this village and villagers for taking away our life out in the sunlight! Punish them for not letting us live in peace with them! Punish them for killing our brothers and sisters mercilessly! Onward!” Herobrine watched his army for a few more minutes. He was very disappointed that his forces were moving SO slow! At this rate and because of all of the noise his army was making they would surely be spotted any second.

“Quiet down you big idiots!” Herobrine screamed. “You’re going to wake up a freaking sleeping Ender Dragon with all the noise you’re making!”

The Zombie King walked over to where Herobrine was standing and told him, “This Zombie’s forces are doing the best they can.”

“Well your forces are not doing well enough!” Herobrine spat back. He would fix that problem later. Right now, he wanted to watch his army smash the village.

When the army finally reached the village, the battle started! The creepers moved to the front ranks and blew up the wall, then the spiders, zombies and skeletons charged through the rubble of the broken wall and into the village. The mobs looked around but there were no villagers in site. It was a trick.

“NO!” Herobrine yelled. It couldn’t be a trick. It just couldn’t. He had put so many hours of thinking and work into this plan. It couldn’t fail. All the mobs had confused looks on their faces as they stared up at their master for instructions on what to do next.

“Destroy this village!” Herobrine yelled. “Leave nothing standing! Burn it to the ground!”

“But there’s nothing there,” the Zombie King said questionably. “No houses, no people. Just a lot of dirt…”

“Gaaaaaaaahhh!” Herobrine screeched.

“Do you have a problem, Herobrine?” A mocking voice that he knew all too well asked from behind him.

“Gameknight999!” Herobrine hissed. He spun around but saw no one behind him. “Show yourself!” He called out into the open.

A floating milk bucket appeared in the air, followed by the sound of drinking. Gameknight999 appeared before Herobrine, his invisibility potion wearing off.

“Hello again!” The-User-That-is-Not-a-User said cheerfully.

“Gameknight!” Growled Herobrine. “Was this your plan?!”

“Yes. It most certainly was. To get you and all your mobs here,” Gameknight replied calmly.

“You’re a fool, Gameknight999!” Herobrine raged.

“And why is that?” Gameknight asked. “You’re the one who was fooled.”

Herobrine eyed Gameknight as he replied. “You came here to face me with no armor, no weapons, and no army! You’re the biggest fool to walk in this world!”

“Well maybe I am,” The User-That-is-Not-a-User said. “But, I don’t need any of those things.”

“Why is that?” Herobrine demanded.

“Because I’m a few steps ahead of you,” Gameknight replied with a mischievous smile. “Hey monsters!” Gameknight999 turned and yelled at the sea of mobs standing right outside of the treeline. “ Have you ever wondered if you could live a war free life? Have you ever wondered if you could stop working for this madman?  Have you ever wondered if you could live a life with no ruler that has you at his disposal all the time? War is never a good thing for anyone. I know you all have family and friends you care about. Villagers have friends and families too. We really aren’t all that different. I’ve come to offer you a chance to live in peace with the villagers. You could escape Herobrine and live a life where you’re not wondering if you would live to see another day or ever see your family again as you go into a losing battle. I’ve come to offer you peace.”

Herobrine gaped at The-User-That-is-Not-a-User. That was the last thing he expected him to say. He was too stunned to do anything. When he finally found his voice he told the crowd of monsters, “This User lies! He can’t be trusted to keep his word! The villagers still hate you and will keep hating you ‘till the end of eternity! This User doesn’t want to bring peace! He only wants war!”

This whole episode had caught the mob’s attention and they were curious about what The-User-That-is-Not-a-User had to say. They knew he was Herobrine’s worst enemy and had to be defeated, but they still wanted to hear what he had to say.

Gameknight stood calmly in front of the mobs. “I’m willing to make an offer.”

“No” a voice behind Gameknight said. “We are willing to make an offer.”

An army of villagers appeared behind Gameknight as their invisibility potions wore off.

“What is the meaning of this?!” Herobrine screamed. He was furious. “My army outnumbers you ten to one! Attack!”

When none of the mobs made any move, Herobrine grew impatient. He teleported to the back of the sea of mobs and tried to push them forward.

“Attack! Attack, you idiots! Kill them all!”

Most of the monsters just stared at Herobrine, who was trying to push a bunch of creepers towards the villagers, and some of the monsters stared at Gameknight. Herobrine looked up when he heard Gameknight call out,

“What Herobrine has been telling you have been all lies. Not even little parts of the truth. We don’t kill monsters for fun, and we certainly wouldn’t try to take over your monster towns. We just want to live in peace too.”

Herobrine rolled his eyes. “Of course they’re lying.”

But some of the monsters were murmuring. Herobrine over heard a skeleton say,

“Maybe the User-That-Is-Not-a-User speaks the truth!”

As quick as lightning, Herobrine teleported right behind the skeleton, grabbed it by it’s boney shoulders, then teleported into one of the trees that surrounded the clearing. “This is what happens when you don’t obey me!” Herobrine yelled out to the crowed, getting their attention. Then he dropped the skeleton off the tree, letting it fall to it’s death. The skeleton hit the forest floor with a crunch, flashed red as all its HP(health points) left it, and died, leaving behind only a small pile of bones.“Every last one of you!” Herobrine roared.

Gameknight smirked. “Told you he’s a madman. Come on monsters. Together we can bring Herobrine down! Join us.”

That brought a silence over the crowd.

Herobrine teleported in front of Gameknight. “How about, WE KILL HIM!” Herobrine yelled to the monsters.

When none of the monsters moved, Herobrine teleported to Gameknight’s side with his sword raised.Then an arrow hit Herobrine in the back. Herobrine whipped around to see Hunter, one of Gameknight’s closest friends, with her bow outstretched, notching another arrow.

“No one hurts my friends!” Hunter cried with a furious look in her eyes. She released the arrow she was holding to her bowstring straight at Herobrine. Scowling, Herobrine teleported to Gameknight’s other side but found his way blocked by Crafter’s sword. Crafter was another one of Gameknight’s friends.

“Don’t you dare hurt my friend,” Crafter warned him, his blue eyes flashing with anger. Furious, Herobrine raised his sword and swung it at the boy. Crafter barely managed to put his shield up in time.

“Monsters, ATTACK!” Herobrine screamed. None of the monsters moved at all. They just stared up at him with blank faces.

“Idiots,” Herobrine muttered under his breath. Herobrine teleported to the monster kings. He looked them all straight in the eye and then said in a menacing voice, “Kings, I am your maker. Your master. You will obey me. Fail to obey me, and you will be destroyed.” The monster kings just stared at him blankly.

“Okay,” Herobrine said annoyed. “Let’s just finish this off once and for all.” He teleported behind Gameknight and grabbed him by the shirt. Then he teleported to the tallest tree in the forest that was still in sight of both armies, bringing Gameknight along with him.

“This is how it’s going to end!” he yelled. “Nothing is going to stop me now from killing you,” Herobrine told Gameknight. With one hand, Herobrine grabbed Gameknight by the shirt and held him over the top of the tree. If Gameknight struggled, his shirt would rip and he would fall to his death, splat on the forest’s floor. Herobrine laughed his high, evil laugh as he watched the fear grow in The-User-That-Is-Not-a-User’s eyes.

“Not one of your little friends are here to save you now!” Herobrine laughed. With his other hand, Herobrine pulled out his sword of darkness from his inventory, slowly moving the sword up to Gameknight’s neck.

“Good bye, Gameknight999, The-User-That-Is-Not-a-User!” Herobrine said in a sing-song voice. Herobrine put his sword to Gameknight’s neck. But before he could bestow the deathly jerk of his sword, an arrow flew out of nowhere and hit Herobrine in the arm.

“Looks like your little friends did come to save you,” Herobrine grumbled. Then he looked down to see a bunch of skeletons shooting at him.

“What?” Herobrine yelled. Herobrine needed to kill Gameknight now. But before Herobrine could swing his sword, the weirdest thing happened. A spider jump off another tree onto the one Gameknight and Herobrine were on, then pounced on Herobrine.

“What in the name of Minecraft?” Herobrine asked, outraged. Herobrine, in his confusion, let go of Gameknight. Herobrine watch as Gameknight fell off the tree. Falling, down, down, down.

“Ahhhhhhh!” Gameknight screamed.

Herobrine laughed from underneath the spider. “Gameknight’s still going to die.” But before Gameknight hit the forest floor, two spiders jumped out and broke Gameknight’s fall. Then the spiders put Gameknight on their fuzzy backs and ran with him back to the villager army.

Outraged, Herobrine threw off the spider that was on top of him and teleported in front of the spiders that were carrying Gameknight. Before he could kill any of them, a group of zombies ran in between Herobrine and the spiders with Gameknight, forming a living wall.

“What is the meaning of this?” Herobrine roared. With one swipe of his hand, all the zombies fell to the ground. Herobrine rushed at the spiders, but they jumped over his head and kept running to the villager army.

When the spiders got back to the army, they set Gameknight down carefully at Crafter’s feet.

“Thank you, good friends,” Crafter said to the spiders and patted them on their furry heads. The spiders nodded and then ran back to the monsters gathered at one side of the clearing.

“Wow,” Gameknight said. “Looks like the monsters and the villagers are getting along now.” As Gameknight watched, he saw villagers riding spiders, Digger talking to creepers, Hunter trying to teach a skeleton how to hit a moving target, Stitcher playing tag with zombies, and many more interesting sites.

“We need to get out of here,” Gameknight mumbled, still weak from the fall.

“All right,” Crafter said. Crafter put his fingers into his mouth and whistled. A spider quickly ran over and looked at Crafter expectedly.

“Could you carry Gameknight?” Crafter asked the spider. It nodded once and Gameknight climbed onto it’s back.

“Herobrine is currently distracted, so if we want to make a quiet exit, we should leave now,” Crafter said. Gameknight glanced over at Herobrine who was trying to fight of a bunch of endermen.

“All right,” Gameknight said. “Let’s go.”

“You can go ahead,” Crafter told Gameknight. “I’m going to tell Hunter and the rest of the villagers and monsters that are not fighting Herobrine to follow us.”

“Got it,” Gameknight replied. His spider nodded and then took off towards the rising sun.

Gameknight enjoyed riding the spider. It was faster than a horse and very good at dodging obstacles.

“So,” Gameknight asked the spider. “What’s your name?”

“Thiss sspider’sss name isss Ssshnookoo,” The spider responded. “Thiss ssspider is also part of the ssisterss.”

“Cool,” Gameknight replied. “I can’t believe i’m having a friendly conversation with a spider,” Gameknight laughed.

“Thisss spider also can’t believe it,” Shnookoo said.

“Why do you always talk in 3rd person?” Gameknight asked curiously.

“Thiss sspider iss one of the clan. Thiss sspider belongs to the maker, Herobrine, not to self.”

“Oh,” Gameknight said. “Well, you don’t belong to Herobrine anymore. He was just using all of you to get his way. You should talk in 1st person. You’re your own person, ah, I mean own spider now!” Gameknight told Shnookoo.

“Thiss sspirder, um, I- thank you,” Shnookoo said.

An hour later, all the monsters and villagers had caught up to Shnookoo and Gameknight.

“We all managed to escape Herobrine!” Hunter told Gameknight gleefully. They were all traveling through a roofed forest biome.

“He was so mad,” Crafter added, pulling up on Gameknight’s other side.

“Anyways,” Gameknight said. “Where are we going?”

“We’re going to go somewhere where Herobrine can’t find us. Any of us,” Crafter replied.

“Cool…” Gameknight replied. “Where would that be?”

“Zombie town,” Hunter said with a mysterious smile. “Herobrine would never look for us there.”

“I don’t know,” Gameknight said uncertainty. “Couldn’t he just teleport all around this server until he finds us? We are a pretty big group and besides, we wouldn’t all fit,” Gameknight said, gesturing towards the thousands of monsters and villagers following behind them.

“Well then,” Crafter said, pushing his blond hair out of his eyes. “Let’s just head straight then. See what comes.”

Gameknight nodded. “Alright. Let’s head straight. But we need to find some place where Herobrine can’t find us until we think of a way to finish him off once and for all.”

“Agreed,” Hunter replied firmly.

So on they went.

 

A few hours later, when the sun started to dip behind the distant mountains, the united army decided to take a break. Gameknight walked over and sat down beneath a tree. A few minutes later, Hunter walked over and sat down besides him.

“Hey,” Hunter said, her warm brown eyes sparkling in the light.

“Hey,” Gameknight responded.

The two of them just sat in silence watching the monsters and villagers.

A zombie broke the silence by calling out to all the villagers, “I brought food for all of you! And boy, it feels so nice to talk in 1st person!”

Hunter and Gameknight watched as some of the villagers lined up in front of the zombie and watched as he handed potatoes to them.

“Things are going so nicely,” Gameknight commented. “We should’ve done this months ago!”

“Now you’re thinking!” Hunter laughed, her eyes twinkling. A light breeze blew through the trees and Hunter’s hair whipped around her blocky face. In the little light that was left, her hair seemed to glow, a scarlet halo around her head. Hunter turned her head and caught Gameknight staring. “What?” She asked, annoyed.

Gameknight casted his eyes to the ground. “Sorry,” He mumbled to his feet.

The zombie that was giving potatoes to the villagers in line was now walking around giving potatoes to people.

“Want a potato?” The zombie asked Gameknight.

“Sure,” Gameknight replied and took the potato that the zombie was offering. Hunter also took one.

“Thanks,” Hunter said to the zombie.

“No problem!” The zombie responded happily. Then the zombie walked to the villagers sitting under the tree next to Gameknight and Hunter.

Gameknight bit into the potato. “Not bad,” he said.

Next to him, Hunter laughed, then playfully punched him on the shoulder.

As the last light of the sun came and gone, Gameknight fell asleep to the sound of laughing and friendly conversations.

A few hours later, Gameknight999 jolted awake to the sounds of screams and yells. He looked to his side and saw that Hunter wasn’t there.

“What’s going on?” Gameknight asked the closest villager.

“Herobrine, Herobrine!” the villager cried and pointed in the distance. “He found us!”

Gameknight glanced into the distance and saw a huge dark stormcloud full of lightning, flying quickly their way.

Immediately Gameknight jumped to his feet. He scanned the crowd of villagers and monsters. He finally saw Hunter in the center of it, her reddish hair a beacon in the dark. He ran towards her, pushing and shoving his way through the crowd of scared monsters and villagers. When Gameknight got to her side, he asked her, “Why didn’t you wake me up?”

“Well,” Hunter responded, “I needed to help wake up everyone. You looked tired so I was going to let you sleep and then come back to wake you up.”

“Oh,” Gameknight said stupidly.

“Anyways,” Hunter said, “Herobrine is coming. What should we do? He’ll kill us. All of us…” her voice trailed off and she got a weird look in her eyes.

“Uh, Hunter?” Gameknight asked. “Are you okay? We need to get out of here. Now.”

“Oh, right,” Hunter responded, snapping back to attention.

Gameknight made a short dirt pillar and stode on it so everyone could see him. “Villagers and monsters!” Gameknight called out to the crowd. “Yes, I know Herobrine is coming so we have to move. Villagers, skeletons, and zombies can partner up with a spider and ride it. It would make us go faster. Oh, and the ones of us with horses can take up to two people on them.”

Villagers and monsters scrambled to find spiders and horses.

When the were ready, Gameknight ran to the closest horse and yanked on the reins and

called out, “Follow me!”

Gameknight made his way carefully through the forest, all the villagers and monsters following behind. Crafter pulled up beside him and said,

“It’s a good thing that Watcher saw him. Otherwise, we would’ve be done for.”

“Well,” Gameknight responded, “That is a goo- GAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!” Gameknight had glanced behind them; the storm cloud was right behind them.

Gameknight could see Herobrine standing on top of the dark cloud, his white eyes blazing. Then Herobrine turned his head and looked straight into Gameknight eyes.

Gameknight felt fear like he had never felt it before. He was petrified. He started shaking, goosebumps formed on his arms, and his teeth started to chatter.

Herobrine, still staring Gameknight in the eyes, black cloak whipping and lightning crashing around him, raised one arm, index finger extended, and pointed straight at Gameknight.

“How did he gain on us so fast?” Crafter wondered out loud.

“He’s going to be on top of us in a few seconds!” Gameknight yelled, snapping out of his panicked state. “Everyone! Brace yourself!”

Then the storm came crashing down on them.

Thunder boomed and lightning crashed. The sky had turned black. If Gameknight looked carefully, he could see the silhouette of Herobrine standing on top of the cloud. If he listened carefully, he could hear Herobrine’s malicious laughter.

Gameknight jumped back to reality when a lightning bolt crashed down besides him. “Everyone!” Gameknight yelled to the panicked crowd. “We need to get out of here! Follow me!” Gameknight took off at top speed.

Lightning hit the tree to Gameknight’s left setting it aflame.

“Gahhh!” Gameknight screamed and turned his horse to the right to avoid the flaming obstacle.

Gameknight steered his horse around flaming and non-flaming trees, moving as fast as he could. Gameknight glanced behind him to see if the villagers and monsters were still behind him and yes, they were all there. He could see Crafter, Hunter, Stichter, Digger, Herder, Carver, and all his other village friends mixed in with the ever growing crowd.

Then a lightning bolt fell from above and hit a zombie riding on a spider. The spider was set aflame, burning until it’s HP ran out. The spider disappeared, leaving behind a single piece of  silky web.

The zombie was lying on the forest floor, it’s HP slowly diminishing. If it just lay there, it would get trampled.

Gameknight steered his horse around and yelled to the crowd, “Keep heading straight! I’m going to help the wounded!”

Gameknight’s horse galloped through the crowd, back to where Gameknight had saw the zombie get hit with the lightning.

When Gameknight finally reached the zombie, it was lying on the ground, moaning.

“Goodbye, world,” Gameknight heard the zombie say. “I’ve had a lovely life.”

Gameknight dismounted his horse and ran over to the zombie. When he got closer, he saw that it was the same zombie that had given him the potato earlier that day.

“Come,” Gameknight said to the zombie, helping it to it’s feet. “Let’s go join the others.”

Gameknight helped the zombie onto his horse.

“You are a kind and thoughtful person,” Potato Zombie told Gameknight with a smile. “I wish I could’ve served you longer.”

Gameknight smiled back and told the zombie, “You’ll get more chances to later. Right now, we should probably run if we want to see tomorrow.”

“And You’re probably right,” Potato Zombie laughed and the two of them too off back towards the group.

Gameknight ran as fast as his blocky legs could carry him. He jumped over fallen logs, ducked under low hanging branches, and dogged around trees. Lightning bolts fell from the sky, setting everything they touched on fire. Soon, the whole forest would be a blazing inferno, Gameknight thought.

When they finally made it back to the big group, Gameknight was sweating extremely hard. Gameknight brushed away a drop of sweat that had started to drip down his face.

“I hope we never have to do that again,” Gameknight said, looking back at the burning forest biome that they had just left. On the ground of the forest biome, he could see pieces of rotten flesh, bones, bows, and arrows, gunpowder, ender pearls, spider eyes, silky web, swords and shields, armor, and little glowing orbs of (experience points) XP littering the ground. It looked like someone had dumped sparkles all over the forest. And this is what the whole world’s going to look like if we can’t stop Herobrine, Gameknight thought. So many people and monsters have died, I only wish I could’ve saved them all.

Gameknight kept running straight, looking back until he could no longer see the blazing biome. The trees burning to the ground.

Herobrine had chased Gameknight’s group through a flowering plains biome, completely destroying it with his lightning and fire. Gameknight and his friends barely made it out alive. Others, well, they weren’t as lucky. Items littered the ground. Both of monster inventories and villagers. It hurt Gameknight’s heart to think of all who had died. They died because of me, Gameknight though miserably.

Gameknight looked ahead; he could see a desert biome up ahead.

“We have a desert biome coming up!” Gameknight yelled to the crowd. “We’re going to be out in the open with no water, and nothing to shield us! Get ready to run!”

Gameknight lead the group into the desert, running at top speed. Lightning crashed down around them, melting the desert sand into glass.

“Run, run, run!” Gameknight screamed to the crowd. The land behind them was coated in ash and dust. Fire and flames. The world was burning, the fire spreading.

A lightning bolt struck the villager running next to Gameknight and she disappeared in a flash, her HP gone.

Gameknight gritted his teeth and keep moving. Over all of the noise, Gameknight could hear Herobrine laughing hysterically, as if the whole scenario was extremely funny.

Overhead, Gameknight saw the sun starting to rise.

“Gameknight!” Hunter yelled, panicked, as she pulled up besides him. “The zombies and skeletons will burn in the sunlight!”

“This is bad,” Gameknight told Hunter.

“Yeah, THEN DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!” Hunter screamed.

“Um,” Gameknight said, trying to think. But his thoughts were to jumbled to think of anything.

They were entering a mountain peak biome. Then Gameknight had an idea.

“Everyone!” Gameknight called out to the crowd. “We need to get out of the open! Follow me!”

Gameknight changed his direction so that he was running towards one of the mountain that had a big opening in it. He ran, without stopping, into the cavern in the mountain, the mobs and the villagers, and unfortunately Herobrine, following close behind.

Lightning crashed all around Gameknight. He dodged and ducked, ran and rolled. He nearly got hit many times. When Gameknight was 10 feet away from the cavern in the mountain, he looked back at Herobrine. Big mistake. Herobrine saw him and gave him a toothy grin. Herobrine pointed one blocky finger at Gameknight. A bolt of lightning shot out of it.

As if in slow motion, Gameknight saw it coming and was petrified with fear. The world was moving in slow motion, the sun slowly rising over the horizon.

Gameknight saw the lightning move closer and closer. He couldn’t move. It was like Herobrine had froze him to the grassy block he was standing on. He tried to break free of the invisible force holding him in place, but it was too strong. Gameknight stopped trying to break free and hoped for the best.

Just before the lightning bolt hit him, a blur of green ran in front of him. The lightning hit the zombie in the chest. Electricity flashed around and through the zombie. Some invisible force started to lift the zombie into the air, so everyone could see it.

The zombie jerked and flailed in pain, silently screaming. The zombie’s head jerked back and forth. It had a look of panic and pain in its eyes. Sparks of electricity moved up and down the zombies body, making it flash red with damage.

Gameknight looked on with horror. That wasn’t a normal Minecraft lightning bolt.

The zombie kept jerking but then, suddenly it stopped and the invisible force holding it up released it. The zombie fell to the ground, limp and lifeless. The monsters and villagers were watching with horror.

When it hit the ground at Gameknights feet, the world started to move at its regular pace again and Gameknight was freed of the invisible hands holding him.

Gameknight dropped to his knees and grabbed the zombies clawed hand in his. When he looked down at the zombie, Gameknight could tell its HP was very low.

“Hey,” Gameknight said quietly. “You didn’t have to do that. You could’ve just let me die.”

The zombie rolled over to face Gameknight, its conscience returning. Gameknight could now see that it was Potato Zombie.

“This was your way to serve me?” Gameknight asked, horrified. “You didn’t have to give your life!”

“This is w-war.” Potato Zombie managed to say. “There will be d-death, and loss. But know us monsters know that we’re f-fighting for the right cause. In the end, there will be v-victory. User-That-Is-Not-a-User, lead us all to that victory. In the end, good will win.”

Potato Zombie took one more weak breath, flashed red three time, then vanished with a pop and a smile on its face.

Potato Zombie’s inventory lay on the ground, the items bobbing up and down as if they were floating in water. Gameknight could see a lot of potatoes, a stone sword, and a painting. The zombie had also left behind a piece of rotten flesh, and three little glowing orbs of XP.

Gameknight reached into the pile of items and gingerly took out the painting. The painting was of three zombies, the smallest one, he could tell was Potato Zombie. In the painting, two zombies had their arms around Potato Zombie; a group hug.

Gameknight felt a blocky tear roll down his face. He carefully tucked Potato Zombie’s painting into his inventory. Gameknight raised his arm above his head, fingers out stretched. Then he curled in his fingers, making a fist, squeezing as hard as he could, his knuckles turning white. The salute of the dead.

Gameknight collected the rest of Potato Zombie’s inventory. Hunter ran up to him, annoyed.

“While your were watching that zombie die, Crafter, Stitcher, and I were distracting Herobrine from attacking you and the others! But now he’s back, so let run!” Hunter grabbed Gameknights arm, and the two of them took off back towards the cavern in the mountain. The monsters and villagers following close behind.

Gameknight and Hunter were the first ones to reach the cavern. Gameknight ran to the far wall of the cavern and jumped on top of a pile of stone.

“Everyone!” Gameknight called out. “We need to tunnel out of here! Villagers, grab your pickaxes and give your spare pickaxes to the monsters! We need to dig as fast as we can!”

Gameknight pulled out his diamond pickaxe and started to dig. He swung his pick into the ground of the cavern, breaking one block after another. Gameknight made a stairway downward, placing torches as he went.

When he got to fifty blocks deep, he changed directions and made the tunnel go straight. The villagers ran in behind him, expanding his tunnel so all the other villagers and monsters could fit.

Once the tunnel was long and big enough for everyone to fit, a villager in the back of the group filled up the tunnel’s entrance with dirt, stone, and gravel.

Gameknight kept tunneling for a few hours. He also stopped hearing Herobrine’s storm after a while. They were getting away!

***

Herobrine laughed when he saw all of the villagers and monsters run into the cavern. They couldn’t possibly all fit. And anyways, they were trapped now.

Fools, Herobrine thought. He would just wait until they came out. In the meantime, he would have some fun by setting all the trees he could see in the area on fire. He laughed every time one of his lightning bolts hit a tree and ignited it.

He was having so much fun, he didn’t see the last of the monsters and villagers go into the cavern.

An hour later and when the villagers and monsters still hadn’t come out, Herobrine thought he would see what they were up to. Herobrine jumped off his storm cloud, hitting the ground with a roll. Herobrine ran up to the cavern and almost fell off the ledge he was standing on.

No one was there. Not one trace of them either. Herobrine roared with fury, a sound that made the world tremble and quake. Then Herobrine pointed his finger at the cavern that the monsters and villagers had run into. A lightning bolt shot out of his finger and hit the cavern with such force that it collapsed. Then Herobrine flicked his hand at the land around it. The trees, grass, flowers, and animals burst into flames. The fire spread fast, turning whatever it touched into ashes.

How could’ve they got away? Herobrine thought angrily. Then it hit him. They had tunneled out.

Herobrine cursed in frustration. He was too late. They would be long gone by now. Then a sly smile formed on Herobrine’s blocky face.

“You can’t hide forever, User-That-Is-Not-a-User!” Herobrine yelled to the world. “I will find and kill you eventually!” Then Herobrine teleported away, leaving nothing but destruction behind.

***

After another few hours of tunneling, Gameknight decided that their group should take a break. Gameknight and the other miners made a big cavern for everyone to fit into and rest.

Gameknight sat down in the corner of the big cavern the monsters and villagers had dug. He watched the monsters and villagers get along. Getting away from Herobrine had also lit a spark of hope in his heart. They could still win the war against Herobrine.

Hunter, Stitcher, and Crafter walked over to Gameknight.

“So,” Crafter said. “What’s the plan?”

“Well,” Gameknight said, “When night comes we’ll go back above ground and then try to track down Herobrine and put a sword through him. Essay.” But deep down they all knew that killing or tracking down Herobrine would be no piece of cake.

Gameknight slumped against the wall and his friends sat down besides him. Hunter put on of her arms around Gameknight’s shoulders.

“Everything will be okay in the end,” Hunter whispered.

“I really hope so,” Gameknight replied.

 

Gameknight looked around the cavern.

“Okay guys,” He yelled to the monsters and villagers, getting their attention. “We’ll start moving again in five minutes.”

Gameknight waited until he heard murmurs of agreement, then slumped back against the wall.

Gameknight was eating a apple when he felt the wall shake. It was the smallest shake, but Gameknight felt it. Gameknight jumped to his feet, sword drawn.

“What’s going on?” Hunter asked. “We’re not being attacked.”

The Gameknight felt it again, but this time the shaking was stronger. Pieces of rock, and dust fell from and off the ceiling.

“Uh, Hunter?” Gameknight asked unsurely, “Do you ever have earthquakes in minecraft?”

“Earthquakes?” Hunter asked, “What’s that?”

Just then the shaking grew stronger; all the villagers and monsters felt it now and looked at Gameknight with fear, as if he could somehow magically stop the world from shaking.

The ground was shaking so much now that Hunter fell to her knees; unable to balance on the ever moving ground.

“Villagers and monsters,” Gameknight yelled to the crowd. He knew the worst was coming. “BRACE YOURSElVES!”

Then the wall exploded. Blocks flew in every direction. People screamed. Monsters yelped.

But the thing behind the wall was the most horrifying and shocking.

There was nothing behind the wall but darkness. The void. But that was no ordinary minecraft void. When Gameknight looked closely, he could see glowing strands of numbers and letters floating around in it; code.

“Herobrine,” Gameknight whispered to himself, “What have you done?”

Then the world came crashing down. Not literally, but it seemed that way. A big black darkwave of nothingness came through the hole in the wall into the cavern the monsters and villagers were in.

“Run!” Gameknight screamed and took off in the direction of the tunnel they came from. Half the crowd took off behind him, Hunter, Crafter, and Stitcher included.

But the other half weren’t as lucky.

The black wave of nothingness crashed down on them, whatever it touched melted and faded away, leaving nothing but a string of code behind. When the wave crashed down on the wall, the wall exploded then melted away into the void.

The monsters and villagers that got trapped in the cavern screamed in fear, but their screams were silenced when the darkwave crashed down on them too, melting them into the darkness.

The wave washed over all the caverns walls, leaving no trace off the cavern. Just the void was left behind.

 

Gameknight and the group following him ran as fast as they could away from the cavern and back towards the entrance of the tunnel.

Hunter ran up besides Gameknight and painted, “What was that thing?”

“I don’t know,” Gameknight replied, “But that thing is going to destroy this whole server if we don’t stop it.”

The ground started to rumble and shake.

“Oh no!” Gameknight cried out. “The wave caught up to us!”

And indeed it did. Gameknight looked back and saw the end of the tunnel they just came through was disappearing.

“Faster!” Gameknight cried.

The wave had caught up to the back of the group. It dissolved the tunnel and ground the villagers and monsters running at the back if the group got sucked into the void. Falling forever. One of the villagers near the back grabbed pieces of cobblestone and made a wall in the middle of the tunnel. As the wave slowly dissolved it, the group ran on.

When Gameknight reached the end of the tunnel, he lit a piece of TNT to blow up the blocked exit.

“Everyone out!” Gameknight called to the remaining people and monsters, letting them run by him, out into the open.

When Gameknight jumped out of the tunnel himself, he was shocked by what he saw.

The once green grassy ground had turned brown. All the trees were gone, the mountains blown to bits. The biome was flattened to the ground. The only color was the dark blue of the night sky, and the ashy brown of the ground. It was devastating.

Then the wave came. It leaped out of the tunnel like a geyser. But this time, Gameknight could see Herobrine was riding on it. Literally. Herobrine was standing on top of it, laughing, as it moved across the land.

“Everyone,” Gameknight yelled to the panicked crowd, “Try to get to another server plain! Use the Zombie Town portals if you have to! Just please, don’t get hurt.”

The wave had grown bigger and had stretched out, now able to dissolve more of the world at a faster pace.

One of the zombies in the group called out, “Everybody! Follow me! I know the fastest way to the closest Zombie Town!”

Gameknight looked at his friends Digger and Herder.

“Do you think they’ll get away in time?” Gameknight asked.

“Wait,” Digger said in his deep voice. “You’re not going with them?”

“I’m afraid not,” Gameknight replied, “I’m going to try to stop Herobrine once and for all. I don’t want any of you guys to get hurt.”

“Okay, Gameknight!” Herder said with a smile, “We’ll go with the zombie, to keep everyone safe!”

Gameknight watched Digger and Herder run over to the zombie who had told the other villagers and monsters he had known a way to Zombie Town.

Gameknight heard Digger say, “Lead the way. We’ll be right behind you.”

As the villagers and monsters took off running, Gameknight grabbed Crafter, Hunter, and Stitcher out of the crowd.

“There’s only one way to stop Herobrine,” Gameknight told them, “And that way is out.”

“Huh?” Hunter responded. “I think you’re a bit out of it.”

“No really,” Gameknight said, “We’re going to the physical world. All of us.”

 

“No time for questions!” Gameknight told his friends, pointing towards the wave. “Just follow me!”

Gameknight and his friends ran a good distance away from the wave, then stopped under one of the trees that had not yet burned to the ground..

“All right,” Gameknight said to them. “All of you hold hands.”

So they did. Hunter grabbed Gameknight’s left hand, Stitcher grabbed Hunter’s hand, Crafter grabbed Stitcher’s hand, so Gameknight held Crafter’s other hand in his right.

“Okay guys, one word of warning,” Gameknight told them, “The physical world is a lot different from minecraft, so don’t try to attack anything. Also, we’re going to come out in the basement of my house. We need to make as little noise as possible. Got it?”

All his friends noded.

“Good,” Gameknight said. “Get ready.”

Gameknight closed his eyes and concentrated.

He imagined a keyboard. He imagined he was pressing down on the keys, typing a message. When he was done with the message, he imaged a send button. Then he imagined that he pressed it.

Yes! It worked Gameknight thought as the sent message appeared in his mind; Dad, anyone, use the digitizer, get me out! ASAP!  Gameknight just hopped his dad was watching the screen.

The response came almost immediately; ‘Okay’

 

A glowing ball of pure white light surrounded the group, it grew brighter, and brighter, until the four friends had to close their eyes. Then there was a weird feeling. First they felt hot, then cold, then hot again. Then when the light faded, they could tell they weren’t in minecraft anymore.

 

Gameknight999, now Tommy Feynman, could feel he was lying on something hard. Maybe a floor? He had a splitting headache and he couldn’t see. The room was pitch black. Then Tommy realized he had his eyes closed, so he open them. It took awhile for his eyes to adjust to the new lighting. When his eyes finally adjusted, he sat up and looked around. Tommy could now see he was on the floor of his family’s basement.

Besides him, Tommy could see Hunter, Crafter, and Stitcher lying on the floor; still

unconscious. Tommy looked at them in amazement. They were not square and blocky anymore. They looked different, more real.

“Uh hum,” a voice said, making Tommy jump. Tommy got to his feet and turned around.

Tommy’s dad was standing in the doorway, arms crossed and a frown on his face.

“Dad!” Tommy exclaimed and ran towards his father with open arms.

When Tommy’s dad saw Tommy running towards him, his expression changed to a warm smile. Tommy’s dad pulled Tommy into a big bear hug.

“I’ve been so worried about you,” Tommy’s dad mumbled, still with his arms around Tommy. “Your mother and I…” He trailed off mid sentence.

“I’m sorry dad,” Tommy said sincerely. Finally pulling away from his dad to look him in the face. “I didn’t want you to worry.”

“Everything is fine now,” Tommy’s dad said, “I’m just happy you’re home.” Then his gaze turned serious again. “But you might want to explain what they are doing here,” Tommy’s dad said pointing to where Hunter, Crafter, and Stitcher lay on the floor.

“Oh right,” Tommy said sheepishly. “Have you seen what’s been happening in Minecraft?” He guessed to the monitor.

Tommy’s dad sighed. “Yes. I’ve been watching you and your friends and you whole disastrous Herobrine scenario.” He shook his head sadly. “Herobrine has, well, let’s just say destroyed all the anti virus programs Mojang sent after him. First he tore apart the dragon Mojang sent to finish him off. I think the pieces of it are still scattered to and from the four corners of your Minecraft world. He totally turned that dragon to dust the minute Mojang sent it in,” Tommy’s dad shuddered. “Herobrine destroyed all the anti virus programs they sent after him. Minecraft’s not safe anymore.”

“I never saw any of the anti virus programs when I was in Minecraft!” Tommy exclaimed, “I’ve just thought that Mojang didn’t know about Herobrine. Or that they thought he wasn’t too much of a threat and just didn’t care.”

“Oh no,” Tommy’s dad said, “They have cared. From the beginning. It’s just that Herobrine kills their programs too fast.” He finished with a weak smile. “Anyways, I’m going to tell your mom and sister that you’re back. They’d be happy to see you’re alive. You also might want to show your friends the way things work around here. I’ll give you some time alone with them.” He gave Tommy a wink then walked out of the room.

Tommy closed the basement door and walked over to his dad’s computer. On the screen, it showed a destroyed Minecraft world. Void was everywhere, some blocks just floating around in it. Then if he looked closer at the screen, he could see the little glowing strands of code. Tommy switched his gamemode to spectator, pressed w and flew into the void.

There was no land in site. Tommy turned his cheats on a gave himself supper speed. He speed through the void for what felt like an hour (though it had only been five minutes). Then he saw it. Land! He rushed towards it, pressing the w key as hard as he could. When he got to the land he saw there was not much of it left. It was a little floating island in the middle of nothing. The sky had turned to the void too. Then he spotted Herobrine riding his wave of darkness, crushing the remaining land.

As Tommy watched, Herobrine and his monstrous wave of nothingness dissolved the last remaining block of the whole server. When the block completely disappeared, a blinding flash of green light lit up the screen. A portal had appeared right in front of Herobrine.

Tommy turned up his sound and heard Herobrine’s hateful laugh. Tommy turned his gaze to the portal. It was made up of blocks he had never seen before. On the top, written in small letters was a sentence. Tommy squinted at it and then realized what it said; Portal to Server118j3q.

Tommy saw Herobrine step through the portal and the wave followed after him. Then the portal blinked out of existence. Tommy stared at the dark screen of the monitor for a while. Then he realized that Herobrine wouldn’t stop until he destroyed every server and world in Minecraft. Then he’d be able to break out into the real world.

What am I going to do now? Tommy wondered. Then his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of soft moaning; his friends were waking up.

Tommy dropped to his knees and sat besides his friends.

Hunter was the first to wake. She sat up, moaned softly, and held her head in pain.

“Hunter!” Tommy cried.

“Gameknight?” Hunter asked unsurely. “Is that you? And why is everything round and curved?”

“Yes it is me!” Tommy exclaimed, ecstatic. “And you’re in the physical world! With me!”

Hunter looked around the room, her brown eyes wide with curiosity and amazement.

“Where are we?” Hunter asked after a while.

“We’re in my family’s basement,” Tommy told her.

As Hunter snapped out of her state of shock, Crafter woke up.

Crafter sat up and looked around the room, surprised.

“Is this the physical world?” Crafter asked. “It’s very small.”

“Crafter!” Tommy exclaimed.

“Gameknight?” Crafter asked.

“Yep!” Tommy laughed, “That’s me!”

Crafter’s eyes widened. “But you’re so much younger! You’re practically a year older than me! In Minecraft you were like, all grown up!”

Just then Stitcher woke up, screaming.

“Help! Help! Help!” Stitcher yelled. “Don’t, wait! STOP!”

“Stitcher!” Hunter exclaimed and crawled to her sister’s side. Hunter put her arms around Stitcher and whispered something into Stitcher’s ear that made her stop yelping.

“Land of Dreams,” Stitcher whispered just loud enough for Tommy to hear.

In Minecraft, Tommy, Hunter, and Stitcher were Dreamwalkers. That meant they could Dream and see and protect the real world in it. Yes, they could die in the Land of Dreams too if they were not careful, but luckily they had not died.

Just then,the door to the basement flew open with so much force, the door frame shook slightly. Tommy’s dad was standing in the doorway, a look of concern on his face.

“All you guys all right?” Tommy’s dad asked. “I heard screaming and came down here as fast as I could!”

Hunter tried to stand, but then grabbed her head and collapsed back onto the floor.

“Who’s that guy?” Hunter asked, pointing a finger and Tommy’s dad. “I’ve never seen him before.”

“Uh,” Tommy said, “That’s my dad. You’ve seen him before. Just not like this. Remember Monkeypants_271? He was my dad’s Minecraft user.”

“Oh,” Hunter said and waved weakly at Tommy’s dad.

“My name’s Mark Feynman,” Tommy’s dad said, “I remember you Hunter quite well.”

Mr. Feynman turned back to Tommy.

“Tommy,” Tommy’s dad said, “Take your friends up to your room. I’ll bring up some sleeping pads.”

“Sleeping pads?” Tommy asked confused.

Tommy’s dad frowned and gestured to the small analog clock hanging above the doorframe. The clock read 2:00am.

“Wow,” Tommy said, “Guess we better get to bed.”

“Exactly,” Tommy’s dad replied.

Tommy helped his awestruck friends to their feet and then led them upstairs, out of the basement.

“This is the living room,” Tommy said, gesturing to the room they were walking through.

“What’s that?” Crafter asked, pointing at the television.

“That’s the T.V.” Tommy replied, “You can watch the news, movies, and other stuff on it.”

Hunter wrinkled her freckle-covered nose in confusion. “Movies? What’s that?”

“Uh,” Tommy said, “I’ll tell you more later.”

After Tommy showed his friends the kitchen, he lead them up to the second story of the house.

“My room is the first door to the right,” Tommy said pointing to it. He lead his friends into his room and closed the door behind them.

Tommy’s bedroom was a regular sized bedroom, with pale grey (almost white) walls, tall wood bookshelf in one corner, bed in another corner, wooden nightstand next to bed, white rug in the center of the room, wooden dresser, a door to a closet, posters and pictures on the walls, light wooden floor, and a window on the side of the room.

Hunter immediately saw the window, ran to it, and looked out at the city of New York.

“Wow,” Hunter breathed, unable to look away.

Stitcher, Crafter, and Tommy joined her at the window and watched the cars go by.

“This is incredible,” Crafter exclaimed.

“Where are the monsters?” Stitcher asked, very confused.

Tommy smiled. “There’s no monsters in the physical world.”

Stitcher’s eye grew wide in amazement. “No monsters?” She asked, “You must be joking.”

Tommy’s smile grew. “Nope. Not joking.”

When Tommy’s friends eventually stopped staring out the window, the four of them sat down on the floor.

Tommy eyed his friends up and down. “You guys are still in your village robes,” He told them, gesturing at his friend’s long robes.

“What’s wrong with them?” Stitcher asked.

“Nothing, but people don’t dress that way in the physical world,” Tommy replied. “I’ll go down to the laundry room and find some clothes that will fit you guys.”

Tommy got up from the floor and walked over to the door. “Just wait here until I get back,” Tommy told them, then walked back down the stairs.

Tommy entered the laundry room and turned on the lights. The laundry room was a small room painted a pale orange, laundry machine in back of the room with drying machine on top, rack of laundry detergents, and laundry baskets next to the door.

Tommy walked over and opened the dryer. He grabbed an empty laundry basket from the corner of the room and emptied the clothes that were in the dryer into the basket. Then he dug around in the bag for a bit, looking for something that could fit his friends.

Tommy pulled out one of his Minecraft shirts; black with a green creeper on the front and ‘Minecraft’ written above the creeper in blocky letters.

This is perfect for Crafter, Tommy thought with a smile.

Tommy dug around for a little more, pulled out some of his little sister’s clothes for Stitcher, socks for all of them, and found some jeans for Hunter and Crafter. Tommy grabbed a Forest Green turtleneck from the basket for Hunter (Forest Green was Hunter’s favorite color), then turned and ran back to his room.

When Tommy got back to his room, he saw all of his friends looking out the window.

“Guys,” Tommy called out, “I got some clothes for you. You can change into them later.” Tommy dumped the clothes onto the bed and pulled his friends away from the window.

Just then, the bedroom door flew open with a bang. Tommy and his friends jumped and spun around.

“Jenny!” Tommy exclaimed.

Tommy’s younger sister Jenny stood in the doorway in fuzzy blue pajamas and her light brown hair in two braids.

“Oh my gosh!” Jenny cried with excitement, wide eyed and frozen in the doorway. “You brought them back with you?”

“Aren’t you supposed to be asleep?” Tommy asked her, annoyed. “It’s 3:00 in the morning!”

Tommy turned to face his startled friends.

“Guys,” Tommy told them, “This is my little sister Jen-”

Stitcher’s eyes grew even wider. “Monet!” She cried out in excitement.

“Stitcher!” Jenny exclaimed then ran to embrace her friend.

Tommy frowned at them and walked over to shut the door.

Jenny had also been inside Minecraft before. Weeks before, Jenny had digitized herself into Minecraft because she wanted to meet Tommy’s friends. Because of her careless act, Tommy himself had to go back into Minecraft to bring her back out.

“It’s been forever since I’ve seen you,” Stitcher was saying.

“I know!” Jenny replied, “I thought I’d never see you again in person.”

Tommy scowled. “Jenny, what did I tell you about coming into my room without permission?”

“Sorry Tommy,” Jenny said, “I just heard you and your friends in here and I wanted to see what was going on.”

A knock on the door cut of Tommy’s reply.

Tommy walked over to the door and opened it.

Tommy’s dad stode in the doorway holding three sleeping pads.

“Here,” Mr. Feynman said, handing the pads to Tommy. “I’ll go grab some blankets and pillows for you guys.” Then he turned and left the room.

Tommy and his friends unrolled the pads and laid them on the floor.

When Mr. Feynman came back with the blankets and pillows, Jenny and Tommy helped set them up too.

Mr. Feynman insisted that Tommy and his friends should get some sleep.

“If you kids are really going to save the world,” Mr. Feynman said to Tommy, “You should be all rested up to think straight. Not enough rest leads to bad decisions.”

Tommy let Hunter and Stitcher sleep in his bed that night and he and Crafter slept on the pads on the floor. Jenny had insisted that she could sleep in Tommy’s room with all of his friends so Tommy let her stay.

“Good night guys,” Tommy whispered in the dark, “When we wake up, maybe this will all be a dream.”

“You wish,” Hunter mumbled from the bed.

Tommy smiled and lay back, resting his head on his arms.

Tomorrow is going to be a very interesting day, Tommy through as he drifted off and let sleep take over.

 

In the morning, Tommy was the first to wake. Tommy looked at his clock. The display showed that it was seven in the morning. Tommy sat up and looked around. At first he was confused by why he was on the floor but then realization came rushing back to him. Tommy looked around the room. Hunter and Stitcher were still sleeping peacefully in his bed and Crafter was lying on the sleeping pad next to him.

Tommy let out a sigh of relief. It wasn’t a dream!

But them, Tommy thought, If it was a dream, Herobrine would not be destroying Minecraft right now.

Tommy quietly untangled himself from his blankets and walked to the window and opened the blinds. Light flooded into the room.

Hunter and Stitcher slowly woke up while Tommy shook his sister roughly.

“Hey!” Jenny said very annoyed, “I’m awake now! Cut it out!”

“You’re a deep sleeper,” Tommy contradicted.

Jenny scowled at him, got up from her sleeping pad and opened the door to Tommy’s closet.

“I’m going back to my room to get dressed.” Jenny told Tommy and walked into the closet.

Hunter started laughing. “Why did she just go into your closet?”

“Because our closets are connected for some weird reason. I never really knew why, but Jenny likes to sneak into my room that way.” Tommy told her.

“Oh,” Hunter laughed, them got up out of the bed.

“You guys should probably change into the modern day clothes I gave you,” Tommy told them. “We’re going to leave right after breakfast.”

“Leave?” Crafter asked Tommy from where he was lying on the floor. “Where?”

“We’re going to go to the Mojang headquarters..” Tommy told them with a smile.

“Uh, where and what’s Mojang?” Asked Stitcher.

“Mojang is the company that created Minecraft,” Jenny said as she walked back through the closet to Tommy’s room, dressed in street clothes.

“But where is it?” Hunter asked.

“Guys,” Tommy told them, “We’ve got to go to Stockholm Sweden.”