In Search of Herobrine: A Famous Novel About Minecraft (5 page)

              Steve climbed out of the hole he had come up from and looked around again as the rain ran off his helmet and shoulder-plates. He was so close to being ready for Herobrine, but still so far.

              Steve found a tall tree nearby and climbed to the top to get his bearings. He could see some mountains away to the north that might have been the ones near the village, so he decided to head that way and hope he was right. At the very least, the mountains would give him a better viewpoint to scout the land from.

              The rain died down a bit as Steve set off. He found himself missing Pigphelas’s company, and he certainly missed the ability to ride around at high speed. Steve trudged through the swamp, going around little lakes and rivers when he could and wading through when he had to. He stopped once to pick mushrooms— his bread was running low and he didn’t know how long it would take to find the village again.

              The swamp seemed to just keep going and Steve was beginning to think about where to spend the night when he saw a little hut in a circle of overgrown trees. Could it be a lone villager? That didn’t seem likely.

              Steve walked over to investigate. He opened the door carefully and crept inside the hut, trying to think of who would have built it. Could it have been Herobrine? Steve noticed a cauldron in the corner and suddenly remembered who built swamp huts in Minecraft. He turned around a saw a witch blocking the door he had come in. Steve gulped and reached for his sword.

              The witch had a black hat and a large orange nose, and was holding a flask of something that was probably not strawberry juice. Both Steve and the witch stood still for a second, then Steve made up his mind and ran and dove out the window. Fighting a witch was not what he wanted to do at the moment.

              Steve was out the window and running away from the hut as the witch stepped out the door and threw a potion at him. Steve jumped to the side and the potion splashed in the water. Steve didn’t look back, but he could hear the swamp water bubbling and sizzling behind him.

              When Steve finally stopped to catch his breath, he was well out of sight of the hut. He wiped his forehead and leaned against the nearest tree. After a moment, he looked up and noticed that the tree didn’t have any leaves. Suddenly, Steve was alert again. He spotted three or four trees around him that had had all their leaves stripped off. Walking a bit further, he saw a two by two tunnel.

              Steve was safe from the witch, but seeing Herobrine’s work made him uneasy again. Steve gathered himself and set off once more in the direction of the mountains. The swamp finally began to become less wet and overgrown. Soon, Steve was walking through a forest.

              The sun began to go down and Steve looked for a place to spend the night. He climbed into a tree and was just settling down when he heard a snuffling noise at the bottom of the tree. It was still too early for zombies to spawn, wasn’t it?

              Steve looked down and saw Pigphelas standing at the bottom of the tree, looking up at Steve and occasionally head-butting the tree trunk. He was still wearing his saddle. Steve almost fell out of the tree with surprise. Pigphelas had found him! Maybe Pigphelas knew where the village was.

              Steve climbed down to give Pigphelas a carrot, then tried to show that he was going to sleep in the tree. Pigphelas kept staring at him. As it got darker, Steve climbed back up into the tree and tried to get some rest. Pigphelas, after running around in circles for a while, lay down at the bottom of the tree.

              When Steve got down from the tree the next morning, Pigphelas was already walking back and forth, eating the occasional mushroom from Steve’s inventory. Steve adjusted Pigphelas’s saddle and got on. Without any guidance, Pigphelas started off, heading slightly to the right of the distant mountains.

                            Steve and Pigphelas were happy to be back together and anxious to be back at the village. Steve wanted to get to the bottom of who and what Herobrine was and why he changed. He had the diamonds and wanted to be back at the village as fast as possible. They travelled past more pyramids, trees without leaves and two by two tunnels dug into the sides of hills and mountains. Even if it was a bit creepy seeing all of Herobrine’s destruction the country side was beautiful with oak trees and flowers everywhere.

They were enjoying the travelling and after a while the faint outline of the village could be seen on the horizon and Steve was amazed at how Pigphelas had found the way with no guidance!

        Everything seemed to be going good for the weary traveler and his pet but suddenly Pigphelas stopped dead in his tracks. Steve had been daydreaming but the sudden stop jolted him back to reality. He got off pigphelas’ back and took three steps and looked down. Right in front of them was a giant trench as far as they could see both ways. There was no way to go around it, however there seemed to be remnants of wood and fence

“Maybe there was a bridge” Steve said to pigphelas.

As Steve was trying to figure out where this random ravine had come from he saw Pigphelas sniffing at a bedrock block that looked a lot like the one that was left in the burning ruins of his first home. They both looked around the stone and found a sign that said the exact same thing as the one left in his house, ‘When you least expect it’, and at the bottom ‘Herobrine’.

              The sign sent shivers down Steve and Pigphelas’ back, why was Herobine doing all of these things to the two of them? “Well, I guess we have to build a new bridge.” Pigphelas ate some flowers while Steve chopped down a few trees and made a few fence posts. Every time Steve thought things were going steady the sign Herobrine left would remind him that Herobrine was watching him and was closer than steve thought. The sun began to set and Steve made a temporary shelter for pigphelas and his self. The night went by fast and the zombies and spiders did not seem to bother Steve and Pigphelas much. When Steve awoke he began again to try and tackle the ravine.

Steve took a short break with Pigphelas, who was enjoying all the flowers. Steve wanted to get to the village as fast as he could so he could make his enchanted suit and sword and stop Herobrine from destroying anymore of the world. He was steadfast about finishing the bridge; he did not want to spend another night out in the open plains.

Finally Steve laid the last wood block in the bridge and stood back to study his finished project. He was happy to overcome another obstacle that Herobrine had set before him. Steve knew now that Pigphelas and he would have no more trouble getting to the village. They both took a short brake and headed in the direction of the village. They got closer and closer, but the night had started to set in and the zombies and skeletons had started to take notice of Pigphelas and Steve. Pigphelas ran as fast as he could as the lights of the village started to become brighter and brighter skeletons had begun to shoot arrows at Steve.

Just as the travelers were being surrounded, pigphelas ran straight into the village and right into a house and one of the awoken villagers closed the doors behind them. They were finally safe and ready for a good night’s rest.