ATTENTION: The reason I haven't been updating this story in so long isn't due to writer's block or anything like that. It's because I don't have enough time. I spend most of my time on the forums moderating my own forum game, and it takes a couple of hours every day. So, that leaves me no time to work on this. However, I DO want to finish this story, and the amount of positive comments leaves me thinking others want me to as well. I will try to update this story in the coming weeks if I have enough time. Stay tuned.
T H E E X P E R I M E N T: A Minecraft Story by TwinBuilder
This story started off as a comic that I showed my friends around November. Over time, I started getting the idea to make it into a full story, which is what is being uploaded here. If you have any constructive criticism or like the story, feel free to comment below!
As a disclaimer, let me just say that I do not believe in Herobrine. He is fake, and I know that. However, I feel that the fans have made him out to be a compelling character, so I have included him in my Minecraft mythos.
Prologue. Five Hundred Years Ago.
Notch stood at the top of his castle. Being in this game felt so amazing, even now. He knew he had the power of a god. But now... Now he felt as if his strength was failing him. He was at battle, his once glorious palace in ruins. The worst evil ever to grace this world was at the other side of the courtyard, with every intention of finishing him. If he knew about the World Beyond... Notch could not even dream, in the darkest corner of his mind, what would happen.
"What's the matter?" The man facing Notch spoke. "You getting tired, old man?" Notch resumed a confident expression. "No," he said, golden energy crackling through his veins. "I'm only getting started." He lunged at the figure. The knockback barreled him straight through the highest point in the castle, crashing through the other side.
But, the combatant was no pushover. Notch watched as he flew back, coming straight towards him, at the twice the speed Notch did. Notch only had a millisecond to dodge, and he did. When the figure landed with a boom onto the pavement, Notch saw his eyes clearly once more. Or lack of them.
For he was facing Herobrine.
"Oh yeah?" Herobrine said. "Well, guess what?" He cracked his knuckles. "So am I." He pointed his fingers into a gun-like shape and a spear of purple energy lept from them, hitting Notch in the chest. Herobrine zoomed forwards, ready to rent open Notch with his pickaxe, a reminder to Herobrine of what he once was, but Notch was too quick. He avoided the blow and kicked him, knocking the pick from his grasp. Notch left his foot on his back.
"Come on, brother," Notch pleaded. As much as he did not want to fight this thing, he knew he had to. "I know you are in there somewhere...!" In response, Herobrine simply twisted his head 180 degrees around and cackled. Notch was taken aback, his mouth agape. The moment of weakness was all he needed. He turned into pure coding and shot straight into Notch's mouth. Notch wheezed and hacked until he blacked out.
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The courtyard was in ruins. Dinnerbone was sent to do a damage report, since it seemed that the fighting had died down. Everything was a mess, but Notch was still there. "Notch!" Dinnerbone yelled, hovering to his spot. Notch had knelt down, looking at the ground. "Are you alright?" he questioned, putting a hand on Notch's back. Notch shrugged it off, stood up, and looked at him. "Never better!" Notch said. But he was not himself. He had the soulless white eyes of a man possessed by Herobrine. Notch flung Dinnerbone back, and his head crashed into the pavement.
"Well!" Herobrine observed his new body. "This form holds so much power! To think I could reshape the world with this... To think I could summon my master...!" Notch levitated, drawing pebbles and dust to him. "In fact, I will!" Notch crackled with renewed purple energy. "Brother, you've served me well after all these years. Here I-- hurk!!"
Herobrine never finished his sentence. He had been backstabbed by Jeb with the Sword of the Forge, the purest sword ever made, and Notch fell to the ground. The evil spirit of Herobrine had been expunged from him. "Notch! Do it now!" Jeb said to Notch. Notch only nodded in response.
"Hisssss..." Herobrine hissed. "You think you're so powerful with all your magic and swords?" Herobrine spat. "Well, I know how to undo your precious little world now, Brother!" Notch wheezed, responding, "And...and I know how to undo you...!" A look of uneasiness flickered across Herobrine's face. Notch regained his composure and yelled in the Language of the Console:
/jail Herobrine
Herobrine couldn't contain himself. He dissolved into a stream of coding, yelling and cursing Notch. He could only look in despair. Notch forced himself to gaze at the display of shining lights and pixels. Then it was gone. Jeb tried to comfort Notch. "You did a good thing, Notch," he said. "You really did." Notch wept.
Chapter One. Present Day.
What was worse? The constant threat of being blown up? Or the heat? Okay, maybe it was the heat. Spiders were never really comfortable around warm places... But this was important. Aero knew he could not fail this mission. Riches would await!
Aero was a Spider hailing from the Badlands, a desertish wasteland. Spiders weren't really common there, and as such Aero was treated badly, being called an outlaw. But he showed them. Aero was currently in Dynamite Peak, the homeland of the Creepers. It was funny, he never expected them to live in a volcano. Then again, he didn't expect a lot of things he saw lately, either.
Aero was stealthy, and could blend in with the shadows. It wasn't very easy here, considering the constant lack of darkness in this place filled with lava. But Aero did it anyway; not a single Creeper was alerted to his presence.Aero crawled up to a golden dais, surrounded by molten lava. On a pedestal was the treasure he sought. There it is! Aero thought to himself. The First Creeper's Gunpowder. Aero's boss wanted this thing to help in the "experiment" he was conducting. Aero remembered the day he met his boss...
...
He had just recently left the Badlands for good. Aero was a good fighter and fended off the people who hated him, spat at him, and attacked him. But it became too much. Aero went with his one possession, his mother's eye, and headed off.
He traveled to a forest at night, and many monsters had begun to hear about him, the Runaway, they called him. Then, Aero heard a smooth voice. If a shadow could speak, he thought, this is what it would sound like. "Why, are you Aero? The runaway?" it said.
Aero froze. He was here to turn him in, wasn't he? They would cut up his eyes for the witches, to ferment them! Maybe even his mother's... "Wh-Who are you?" Aero answered timidly. "Where are you?" He added after a moment. Even with eight eyes, Aero couldn't see the figure talking to him. Maybe he is a shadow, Aero thought. "Right behind you!" the being replied. Aero felt a tap on his shoulder, turned around, and saw him. The Enderman. He was the darkest thing Aero had ever seen. "St-Stay back!" Aero yelled, bearing his sharp teeth. "You want to turn me in, don't you?! For the reward..?"
The Enderman chuckled. "No... I honestly need you for something. Oh, and call me Raqren." Not an odd name, Aero chuckled himself, for an Enderman. "You see, I am conducting an... experiment. Yes, an experiment. And I need a team of monsters. The best monsters. I already have most of my crew, but I needed a fighter. A quick fighter. And then I heard of you...!" Aero got it. Raqren wanted him to join this gang of his..but why? "What's this...experiment?" Aero inquired.
Raqren shifted his weight and looked away. "Let's just say... I have a machine ready. But it needs a charge, and only these few Sacred Items can power it. I need my crew to find them. And when it's complete you'll get money. Money and fame. I'll even clear your name for you! So, are you in?" Aero pondered. He could be accepted for once...and a clear name?! That was better than any emerald. "I'll do it," Aero said.Raqren beamed. "Excellent! Well, let me show you the rest of the crew..."
...
Aero would always remember that day. He knew he would. And this Sacred Item that Raqren asked him to find was the First Creeper's Gunpowder, indeed! "Aw, yeah!" Aero whispered. "This is the one!" He scampered up and stuffed his prize in his backpack. It was gleaming solid gold. Aero wondered what powerful explosive could be made with that thing... He almost didn't want to know."Well, now I've got this thing... Time to head back." Aero breathed.
He noticed an exit to the place the opposite side of which he came. Aero decided to head that way. But, just as he was wondering the validity of his decision, and why there were no guards in the chamber, Aero brushed upon something silky. He looked down. It was a tripwire. Aero gulped as a "SSSSSSSSSSSSSS" sounded throughout the volcano...the Creepers' own alarm system. Twenty Creepers flooded into the room and gazed at the intruder.
A red Creeper inched closer and spoke. "Well, well, well! If it issssssssn't Aero the ssssssspider! The one and only! I have a feeling sssssomeone will pay a handssssome priccccce for you..."What was worse? The constant threat of being blown up? Or the heat? At this point, Aero had to say... it was definitely being blown up.
Chapter Two.
The Creepers were advancing now. Aero could hear them starting to make the telltale noise they made when they were close to detonation, their SSSSSSS. Never had Aero heard, in all his life, such a terrifying noise. But Aero knew he had to outrun the horde, and that would require some of the fanciest acrobatics he had ever tried to pull off.
Aero jumped and landed on the head of a blue Creeper. He stopped hissing and looked up in shock. Aero bounced on the heads of the other Creepers until he made to the exit. The Creepers turned around to see him, and Aero flashed them a devious smile. He had been here before, and had an idea of how to get these Creepers off his backs... "You want me?" Aero taunted. "Come and get me!" And with that he scampered out the exit.
"Well?!" The red Creeper hissed. "After him!!" The Creepers charged out of the exit and followed Aero. There was no time for stealth. Aero had to make it to an exit. He looked up. The volcano stopped about 200 blocks up, curving inwards until there was open sky. And below was 1000 blocks of hollow hideouts and walkways. Aero needed to get out, and the quickest way was to get the top. But he would need a diversion first.
Aero veered off into a side passageway. The horde sent three or so Creepers barreling after him. It wouldn't matter, Aero thought to himself. ...Hopefully. Aero stopped in a hollow chamber with a spire in the middle. Attached to the spire was a crude button. Written above that, in the unmistakeable scrawl of a Creeper's handwriting, read LAVA CANNON CONTROL. DANGEROUSSS. Well. Even in writing, they elaborated on their S's.
Aero pressed the button, and a thwack resounded throughout the chamber. Then a rumbling. There was a way out at the opposite end of the hall, so Aero bolted through there, with the Creepers at his heels. He ended up back on the walkway where he was previous, and the horde was waiting for him. Right next to him was a massive hole in the wall that emanated heat. "I'm over here!" Aero yelled to the horde.They noticed him and started to detonate once more. The hole was getting hotter... It was rumbling now... Come on, get in position... FWOOSH!
Aero jumped up as the Creepers stood at the entrance of the hole. A stream of lava jettisoned out of the hole, vaporizing all of the Creepers on the spot. At least they weren't immune to heat! Now all Aero had to do was get out... He scampered up the volcano wall and out of the massive gateway to open sky, standing at the top of its rocky exterior. Aero could see about three biomes from this vantage point, plus an ocean behind him! Would it be simple enough that he could just scamper on down and to freedom?
"There he isssss!" A voice sounded behind Aero. Of course not. At once, thirty or so Creepers emerged from holes in the outer wall of the volcano, charging up and down towards Aero. Once again, he found himself caught in the middle. "Give it back!" They pleaded to Aero. "I can't!" He was forced to shoot back. "I need this for something...when I'm done, maybe..." He thought of his mom."No," Aero decided, a smirk on his face. "When this is done, I'm chucking this little trinket in the ocean."
The Creepers growled. Aero clambered down the volcano at lightning speed; as fast as his little legs could carry him. Some Creepers exploded behind him, but he outran them. He was looking back when he saw a Creeper on pace with him. And he was about to explode. Aero was in the air, shrapnel around him. He would join his mother soon enough... He blacked out.
Chapter Three.
A splash of coldness jolted Aero awake. He was startled. He had just had an odd dream... He was in a volcano, there were Creepers everywhere, and then... Wait. That wasn't a dream! Aero was in an ocean, the ocean, right below the top of Dynamite Peak! He looked up. Sure enough, the massive mountain was laid out before him, about 150 blocks away. He could just barely make out little moving things on its rocky surface.
The Creepers! Aero thought. He couldn't let them get to him... Aero swam as fast as he could towards the shore, which wasn't that far away. He swam like he had just seen a human in front of him, in other words, pretty fast. Eventually, he made it to land. The Creepers were beginning to make their descent down the volcano. But Aero had a lead. He sped off into the forest, the cover of night concealing him. And Aero never looked back.
...
"Well, Aero," the shaky voice asked him. "What was it like to scale that mountain?" That voice belonged to Femur, the Skeleton of Raqren's group. While he spoke, he was tinkering with his bow. It seemed like he was always adding something new to it, whether it was a pocket-size TNT cannon or a food dispenser. This time, it looked like a grappling hook. But Aero could never be sure.
"Oh, that volcano?" Aero responded. "Pfft, piece of cake." Aero knew it wasn't, but he wanted to impress his team, and show them he wasn't just a spider from the Badlands."Yeah, alright," Femur said. He was only half-listening now, it seemed. He was more engaged with his bow than the conversation. "Well, see you in a bit, Femur. I have to go report to the boss!" Aero said, at least trying to get a reaction out of Femur before it was too late. But, it was. Femur didn't even respond. Honestly, sometimes that Skeleton could be so difficult... Aero left.
...
Aero sped out of the chamber like a souped-up minecart on a powered-rail system. He needed to report to his boss, so he could be one step closer to having his name cleared... It wasn't long before Aero arrived. The group's base of operations was a big cave system, with perfect hallways and rooms cleared out by Raqren, and the weak stone replaced with iron blocks. There was even a redstone lamp system wired throughout the place.
Raqren's office was at the end of the dormitory hallway. It was connected to the lab where the "experiment" was taking place, so Raqren could get there easily. Aero crept in. Raqren stood away from the entrance, looking at a board on the wall. It was in a strange writing Aero couldn't dechiper. Ender, maybe?
"Did you get it?" Raqren's unmistakeable smooth voice echoed across the chamber. Aero moved closer. "Yes, boss. The gunpowder from the volcano. It's what you wanted, right?" Aero asked. Raqren turned around to face Aero. If he had an eyebrow, it would've shot up. "Is it golden?" Raqren inquired.
"Uh, yes boss," he answered, and opened up his travel pack to reveal the golden treasure. Raqren reached in and held the gunpowder. Its radiance lit up the room. "Amazing..." Raqren breathed. "That's the one! You did well, Aero. Tell me, did you...attract any attention while you got this?"Aero gulped. "No, boss. I was stealthy, heh, yeah! Super stealthy." Raqren chuckled, and said, "I can tell you're lying, you know." Aero's heart sank. "But it doesn't matter," he added. "As long as those Creepers don't know about this experiment, everything will be fine. Now, wait here."
Raqren entered the top-secret lab that housed the Experiment. Then, he closed the door. Aero waited in the dimly lit room for a while. He moved closer to inspect the board with the writing. Aero could make out a few words, if he concentrated hard enough. "Can't... tell... about... true...purpose?"
...No. Nonono. Could Raqren be...lying? Before Aero could think about this any further, the door opened. Raqren came through. "Aero, you're in charge. It's time I got one last thing for our experiment." A humming noise sounded, and then, Raqren was gone.And Aero was left with his thoughts. If Raqren wasn't going to clear Aero's name..what WAS he going to do?!
Chapter Four.
Raqren always loved teleporting. The tingling when his body started to disappear into the fabric of space, the slowing-down of his surroundings as he wound through time, and the rush of him hurtling miles to his destination. All against a purple backdrop.
His favorite color!
And then it stopped. A noise sounded as Raqren found himself back on solid ground. He was at his destination. Raqren thought back, when he told Aero he was in charge. Aero seemed scared of something... Could he have figured out the experiment's true purpose? If so, Raqren had to act fast.
He looked around. Sure enough, he was in a forest, but right ahead of him was a square house. Being an Enderman, a species which are natural builders, he had to admire the architecture at work. The house was very well made, and the roof looked like it could have a sniping perch. But, of course, Raqren knew who the inhabitant of that house was.
Steve. THE Steve.
Raqren crept up to the window. Since it was night, Steve was (thankfully) sound asleep in his bed. It was right next to the window, but as long as Raqren didn't make any noise, he wouldn't have to worry about Steve. He teleported inside. Torches lined the walls, along with swords Steve had made with his Forger. And there, resting at the window, was Steve in his bed.
Raqren searched around the house for a lever, being careful not to disturb the baby Creeper resting in the corner. He had seen Steve's house before, and knew that someone as advanced as him wouldn't just have one room. Raqren found the lever hidden in a small nook. He flipped it, and an entrance opened up, revealing a staircase leading underground. Many rooms branched off from the staircase.
At the end of the staircase was a solid wall. But, being an Enderman, Raqren could see things that no one else could. And he knew that the treasure he was seeking was behind that wall. Since Raqren only needed to have seen the area he wanted to teleport to at least once to be able to teleport there, he teleported down to the end of the staircase.
Raqren grabbed a stone block out of the wall, and sure enough, a chest could be seen behind the wall. Raqren teleported there, and opened the chest. He had to look away from what he saw; the brightness was too great. It was Steve's chest of diamonds. All of his fully enchanted diamond gear, diamond tools, and all his diamond block reserves, all in one chest.
It was the last Sacred Item Raqren needed. He braced for the teleport. He felt the rush of senses whirl past him again as he found himself back in his room. It seemed Aero was still in there, and he had brought most of the crew in there as well. He was talking to them."...Yeah. I just don't think he's telling us the whole--" Aero stopped as he glanced up and noticed Raqren. He yelled and toppled over, but regained his composure right afterwards."Oh, uh, hey Raqren! Didn't, uh, see you there!" Raqren leered at the spider. "I know," He said. "You were too busy saying something to the rest of the group. Care to tell me what that was?"
"Uh, well..." Aero started. Raqren knew when someone was lying or nervous, and Aero was definitely nervous. He was about to talk, when Dave Jr., the Zombie of the group, interjected. In a groaning voice, he said, "He was... telling us.. 'bout the... brains... experiment, boss.... yeah." Honestly, it was hard to listen to him drawl, but it seemed he was telling the truth. "Now....where's...good food....around here...?"
Raqren chuckled. Dave had an insatiable appetite, and a good eye for food, which was surprising considering he was a, well, Zombie. "We were curioussssss..." Lt. Creeper continued. "To sssssee what your experiment doessssss." Well, it was time. It would be best to show them. "Actually, I have just found the last thing we need. You have all been very helpful. And now it is time to show the fruits of your labor."
With that, Raqren opened the hatch to the laboratory.
Chapter Five.
The second the hatch to the laboratory was opened, it seemed like the room's temperature dropped by a mile. Aero involuntarily shivered. Raqren looked somewhat amused. "Well," Raqren spoke, breaking the silence. "What are you waiting for? Step inside." Aero swallowed and trudged forward. With the knowledge that Raqren could be concealing the Experiment's true purpose, Aero was not so sure he wanted to see it.
The others in the room seemed to be feeling the same way. After a bit, they all followed Aero into the chamber. Raqren reached for a lever. He pulled it, and a voice sounded throughout the facility: "Everyone is to report to Raqren's office at this moment. The Experiment is ready." It was spoken in the monotone drone of a Command Block. Aero looked back and saw the rest of the group trickling in. He entered the lab.
It was a chamber made completely with iron blocks. If Steve were here, Aero thought, he would be having a field day mining it all. But, it was so bright Aero had to look away. And that's when he saw it. Yes, IT. That was merely how Aero could describe it, for lack of a better term.
It appeared to be a complex machine built into the wall right of the door. It was made of a sequence of squares. The one closest to the wall was the largest, with the words DANGER! DO NOT TOUCH! on it. The next one was covered with an intricate design. Twelve holes covered its surface. The next two were even smaller, and the final one looked like the opening of a cannon. Wires hooked all of the squares together, and it seemed that a huge fortified tube ran through the cannon.
On the wall right in front of the door, seven pedestals were shown. Different items were in each of these. Aero instantly recognized the First Creeper's Gunpowder he had just retrieved. The other items appeared to be a a jar filled with a purple-blackish liquid, a cauldron, a purple crystal, a golden leaf block, a silver rock, and a chest.
Raqren spoke. "These are the Sacred Items you have been asked to retrieve. The First Creeper's Gunpowder, a jar of Wither Blood, a Witch's Cauldron, an Ender Crystal, a Leaf from the Aether's Golden Tree, a Moon Rock, and this chest, containing all of Steve's diamonds." Raqren tapped the chest. "Together, they can power this machine I have built. It will have enough power to channel through to..." He stopped.
"Well," he started again, "You'll see soon enough. Wyth," Raqren pointed to the Wither Skeleton of the group. "Would you be a gentleman and pull that lever over there?" The group was confused. There was no lever in here. "What lev--" Wyth started to speak, but the sound of pistons drowned him out. From the left wall, a lever was revealed. Wyth was speechless. He simply walked forward and flipped the lever.
An extremely loud siren sounded. "ATTENTION!" A voice yelled. "RETREAT TO THE SAFE ZONE IMMEDIATELY. THIS IS NOT A DRILL." It repeated these commands over and over. A door opened and a chamber was revealed. Glass windows opened up. "There's the safe zone!" Raqren shouted amidst the din. "HURRY!" Everyone ran to the safe zone. "Why do we need to be in here?!" Sliip, the Slime, asked once they were safe, and the door had closed.
Raqren looked at the Slime with a piercing gaze. "Do you want to be able to breathe in five seconds?" "Y-yes," Sliip answered timidly. "Then stay in here," Raqren responded. Glass jars with wires attached to them descended around each Sacred Item. The wires filled with a blue energy that connected to the machine. It hummed to life, and a low throbbing pulse sounded from the chamber.
Gears were turning now, and twelve Eyes of Ender were attached onto the second square of the machine. The cannon fired up. It started to get very hot, and very loud. The cannon looked as if it was about to spew out a molten stream of fire, but it suddenly turned into pure black energy. Then, the loudest sound ever heard to these mobs boomed outwards, encompassing all. Within a few seconds, they all crumpled to the floor, and lost consciousness.
Chapter Six. Two years ago.
"Ahhhh!" Aero woke up. He just had a bad dream... There was a loud noise, and a lot of darkness. But it didn't matter. This was going to be the best day ever! He was in his underground home in the Badlands, where he lived. A lot of people came to his house a lot, "making a ruckus", as his mom would say. And whenever he went out, people looked at him funny, called him names and such. But Aero never understood why.
"What is it, dear?" A voice rang out from the other side of his home. It was Aero's mom. "Oh, I just had a, uh, bad dream." Aero said. He didn't want to worry her. "But it's fine! Nothing to worry about!" Aero practically heard her raise her eyebrow. "Well, if you say so. Anyway, come to the kitchen, Aero."
He got out of his room and went into the kitchen, where, predictably, his mother was. She was a Spider, just like him, but larger and was slightly purple. She was at the furnace (that she had stolen from a Testificate), preparing a morning meal, as always. What would it be this time? A baby chicken? A lizard? He never knew.
"Are you excited for today, Aero?" Mom asked. "Oh yeah!" Aero replied. Today was the day that he would go to the Ender Bros.' Traveling Circus with his mom! It was a renowned traveling show, and whenever a mob came in, they came out happy. Aero had wanted to see it for a long time now, and it was finally coming to the Badlands, where he lived!
After he ate, Aero grabbed his travel pack, so if he found anything interesting, he could take (steal) it. "This is going to be so fun, Mom!" Aero said to his mom. "I'm sure it will be..." she replied. Aero looked up. Her eyes were scanning in all directions, as if looking for something. It seemed she always was... "Mom?" Aero looked up at his mother. "Are you alright?" She stopped and smiled. "Yes, honey. I'm fine. Come on!" she said triumphantly. We dont want to miss the circus!
And they sped off.
...
Present Day.
Aero's vision cleared. He faintly heard a voice saying, "Hey, boss! He's stirring now!" It sounded like one of the Zombie Pigmen. Aero was dreaming about the last normal day of his life. The day before... before... Whatever. If Aero remembered correctly, the Experiment had just been fired. Whatever it was. Aero looked through the glass window. The portion of the wall directly opposite the cannon was blown away. In its place was a thick black goop, that reminded Aero of a portal.
"Boss..." Dave Jr. noticed the blackness too. "What... is that... on wall?" He asked. Raqren started to open the door out of the safe zone. "That is our goal." He was grinning. "Since that is there..." The hatch opened. "I know the Experiment has worked! Follow me out. What happens next is of great importance to us all."
The whole group gathered together in the middle of the room. They were all murmuring amongst themselves, some wondering what that thing in the wall was, others what that cannon was for, others wondering why they had collapsed earlier. Raqren seemed to be hearing all of their conversations, because he said, "I will answer of all your questions, team. In due time." The group was silent.
"Now, prepare yourselves," Raqren said. "I have a speech to make." He cleared his throat.
"That cannon you see on the wall is a machine I have been creating for years. It is a cannon, yes. And it produced that thing on the wall, yes. And I bet you are all wondering what that thing on the wall is." The group nodded. "Well, I have to start from the beginning." Raqren took a breath.
"I haven't exactly been honest with you about the Experiment's purpose." No one seemed surprised. But they all seemed angry. Some more than others. "I KNEW it!" Aero said. "I saw that writing on your wall! It said something about not telling us its true purpose!" Raqren stared back at Aero. "The only way to insure that you would all come to this group was saying money would be a reward! For you, clearing your name seemed to do."
"S...So you won't?" Aero asked. Raqren looked back at him. "...Hopefully, he will." Aero turned back to the grou, then looked again at Raqren. "He?" He asked. "He who? What exactly haven't you been telling us, Raqren? I'm prepared to walk off the team if you don't spill it."
"So will I," Femur said. "Me too," Wyth agreed. "Dave... will... leave..." Dave Jr. responded. Everyone else agreed they would leave Raqren behind if he didn't tell them what the Experiment was really for. "Well," said Raqren, "I would have anyway, if you had not interrupted!" He looked at the group with an unmatched ferocity. Everyone looked intimidated, and slightly embarrassed, Aero especially.
"Anyway..." Raqren continued. "The cannon fires a portal. If a powerful enough charge can be generated into it, like it was, it will fire to my exact co-ordinates. And I bet you are wondering why I can;t just teleport there. Are you?" The group nodded again. "Well, I can only teleport to places I can see or have seen. And I can assure you I have NOT been to this place yet. Otherwise, this experiment would be unnecessary.
"Now, I'm sure you are all wondering, where does this lead? I can answer that, because I have researched this every day I have worked on this experiment. This portal... will have enough power to cut through to the heart of the End. The very place where an ancient evil rests."
Aero cut Raqren off again. "WHO? Who is this 'ancient evil'?!" Raqren looked at him with his amethyst eyes, and answered him in a cold, dark voice he usually reserved for dealing with people who he hated. Or who hated him.
"Herobrine."
Chapter Seven.
A nuclear bomb may as well have dropped off in that room, because there was an explosion of noise. Many people were arguing, yelling, and a few were crying. Raqren was simply astonished. He opened his mouth and let out the most ear-piercing shriek any of the mobs had ever heard...
...He was cursing at them in Ender.
Instantly, the crowd was quiet. Raqren cleared his throat. "Yes, we are rescuing Him. The One With No Eyes. The Bogeyman. The Diamond Miner, whatever you want to call him. And as you may be wondering, well, why does he even need rescuing? He's Herobrine, after all, right? He has powers we can't even dream of, right?" The crowd nodded.
"Well... He doesn't anymore. Let's just say things happened...and Herobrine is locked up now. And if we can get him out, then... You may just get all those riches you've been promised after all." The crowd's spirits lifted some. Even Aero was feeling a little better now that his name could be cleared once and for all.
"But what?" A Zombie Pigman from the back of the room spoke in a growling tone. "What would happen to our Savior that he would be imprisoned?" Raqren continued to peer at the crowd intently.
"It's a tale that should be common knowledge amongst mobs by now, but so many people refuse to believe it. I'll say it now. Just pay attention."
...
499 Years Ago.
It was the year after Herobrine had been fully contained in the heart of the universe. In secret from the rest of the gods, Dinnerbone and Notch had been working on his prison. It was a prison that had to be crafted so ingeniously, so meticulously, so perfectly that Herobrine could never escape it. But how could they contain a god? And then they realized the answer.
A sphere.
Something that defied all laws of physics in a world that appeared in a world would surely do the trick. And so the most powerful, unbreakable thing ever to be created was started. It would be created in the Sector of Dne, a far-off asteroid in the End. Construction lasted for a full Minecraft year, or close to it.
The end product was a huge cavern taking up most of the asteroid's inside. A giant black sphere interlaced with a hexagonal pattern took up a portion of the room. An opening in the sphere revealed it was hollow. Inside was Herobrine, who's arms and legs were chained to four metallic posts. A forcefield cut off the opening. The forcefield also drained Herobrine's powers.
Its name is the Ender Matrix.
...
Present Day.
Raqren continued. "So, this Ender Matrix is unbreachable in every sense of the world. As such, it will not be easy breaking in--" Raqren never finished what he was going to say, for at that moment, Sliip the Slime started screaming at the top of his non-existent lungs and babbling. His speech was something along the lines of this.
"BREAK IN?!?!! YOU EXPECT US TO BREAK INTO A SPHERE?!! (Whatever that is, anyway) I DON'T WANT TO DIE!!! THIS IS SO STUPID, YOU--" Sliip never finished his sentence either, because Laaz (a Blaze) fired one of his rods at the Slime. It tore straight through the gelatinous gelatin, and curved back to join Laaz.
Sliip was split in half, so all that really accomplished was making two miniature Slimes appear, which was arguably worse. Laaz decided to talk. "Listen up, *wheeze* Slime. Herobrine is the *wheeze* only person on this forsaken planet who *wheeze* cares about us hostile mobs. So if you *wheeze* don't want him back, then get off the *wheeze* team.*"
*All Blazes are born with asthma, hence the wheezing (it's in-game as well).
The two small Slimes looked at each other and agreed it would be better if they were not hit by a sword again, so they agreed to go through the portal.
"Now," Raqren said, "It is time for us to head through the portal. I will give you your instructions on what to do once we get there, but I must warn you, under all circumstances, you must be as quiet as you can once you step through that portal. That goes double for you, Lt. Creeper and Laaz!" The two nodded.
"You can head through whenever you are ready, but I'm not sure how long the portal will stay open..." With that, Raqren disappeared through the portal. Aero headed shortly after. Femur nuged Wyth, who went through. Femur followed suit. Lt. Creeper and Laaz went through together, followed by the Boahr Tribe (A group of five Zombie Pigmen), Dave Jr. and Sliit and Sliin (the two Slimes) bringing up the rear.
Before they entered, Sliit and Sliin hugged each other, and said in unison, "Geronimooooo!" They too, entered the portal... Right as a human fell through the ceiling.
"All right!" Steve yelled to an empty room. "Which one of you took my diamonds?!"
Chapter Eight.
Steve looked around the room menacingly, baring his Iron Sword that gleamed with a purple light. "Huh? Oh, you're invisible, aren't you? Well, take that!" He swung his sword across him. "And that!" He lunged behind him. "And some of THIS!" He threw his sword outwards, intending to aim for the wall opposite him, but ended up going straight through the portal.
"Whoa..." He said. "What is that thing?" He looked at it interestedly. He decided it wouldn't be a very good idea to stick his hand through there, so he looked around the room. It was huge, made of iron blocks and various stained clays. All the iron he could be used for a lifetime! Steve readied his pickaxe at the thought, but stopped. Something odd was going on here.
Steve saw the cannon, and gaped in awe. It was unlike anything he had ever seen before! It looked like there were End Portal Frames, and wires hanging out of it. He tried mining it, but no luck. Whoever had made this was smart. Steve remembered waking up and feeling slightly off. Then, he noticed the entrance to his real house was open. He went down the staircase and saw his stash of diamonds had been snatched.
He knew it wasn't a griefer; there was no signs of escape, and the only way they could get a teleportation device was if they went to Nodus Inc., but that was locked up now. So that left a mob to do this work, and there was only one mob that could get out without leaving a mark.
An Enderman.
Steve grabbed his secondhand iron armor and tools (still fully enchanted, regardless) and prepared to set off. But, he was about to forget something! Steve whistled. "Creeps! Come on!" The baby Creeper sleeping at the edge of the room suddenly woke up, startled. Steve had acquired this peculiar Creeper from Dynamite Peak, the homeland of the Creepers. It had been a harrowing adventure there, and he almost didn't make it out.
"Creeps, someone's stolen our Diamonds," Steve had said. "I think it was an Enderman. Do you smell Enderman anywhere near here?" Creeps stuck his head out in an odd gesture that was like sniffing the air, which would have been normal if not for the fact that Creeps had no nose. But Creeps was clever, as he could smell where a mob had been. And, in the case of Endermen, sense where they had teleported.
Steve now opened the door of his house, and Creeps bolted out. "Hey, wait now!" Steve said. "Wait for me!" And so the two had made their way here, to this underground iron lab. Creeps hissed excitedly at somethings on another wall. Steve turned around and saw seven blocks in glass jars. One of them was a chest. "Creeps, we've found them!" Steve hollered excitedly. He opened the chest and found all of his diamond gear staring him in the face.
"Alright! Let's not waste any time putting this on!" Steve exchanged his Iron gear for Diamond ones. They fitted perfectly; he had made sure of that, and the sword felt balanced in his hand. Steve looked down at Creeps. "Creeps," he said. The Creeper looked up. "I need you to take my diamonds back to our house. Try and do it quickly. Once you're done, stay there." Steve looked at the portal. "I'm going into there, and I'm sure it'll be dangerous at the other side. So, don't come after me." The Creeper nodded sadly.
Steve looked at the portal and wondered how it would feel once he traveled through it. More importantly, he wondered where it would lead. He ate an Enchanted Golden Apple for luck, and felt his skin turn to what felt like metal, and his blood turned to potion. He felt powerful, so skilled he could overcome anything. He ran at the portal, and instantly melted away into lines of code.
...
When Steve came to, he saw his Iron Sword laying on the ground next to him. He was in some sort of tunnel made of yellowish rock. He had read about it in the ancient texts. What were they called? End Stone? Something like that. Steve stored his Iron Sword away in his inventory and ran across the tunnel. He wasn't expecting what he found at the end.
He saw a perfect sphere. It was hundreds of blocks below him, but he could just barely make out a figure in the middle of it. And it appeared to be... If that was possible... Himself. But there was no way! Unless it was...
Him.
Steve instantly knew what he had to do. He looked downwards and saw a group of Zombie Pigmen. He jumped down, and knew his legs would instantly brace for impact, empowered by the Apple. When he landed, the tallest and brownest pig had only a moment to say, "What the--" before he was sliced in two. A fight was brewing. And little did the rest of the group know it, but almost none of them would come out alive.
It's a little confusing to know who is who when you add so many 'he's'. Other than that, the story is pretty good. I'm looking forward to further chapters.
Thanks for the support! Alup, I have no experience in making animations... Maybe I could get someone who is and ask them to animate it? It would be cool! Part Four is coming soon.
If you happened to be viewing the page after I uploaded the fourth chapter, and saw all the text was joined together, don't worry. That was a bug I guess I encountered when I changed the title of the topic. It's fixed now, though. Anyway, enjoy the new chapter, and expect a new one by the end of the week. Thanks for liking my story!
CHAPTER SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS7 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
EDIT : well, YOU HAVE TO MAKE A SHOW OUT OF THIS ! just give more detail about the mobs in the group ! i mean, only the slime, aero, myth, femur and dave (and the unnamed creeper) have been mentioned, give names and mobs, and well, what about names for chapters ?
T H E E X P E R I M E N T: A Minecraft Story by TwinBuilder
This story started off as a comic that I showed my friends around November. Over time, I started getting the idea to make it into a full story, which is what is being uploaded here. If you have any constructive criticism or like the story, feel free to comment below!
As a disclaimer, let me just say that I do not believe in Herobrine. He is fake, and I know that. However, I feel that the fans have made him out to be a compelling character, so I have included him in my Minecraft mythos.
Prologue. Five Hundred Years Ago.
Notch stood at the top of his castle. Being in this game felt so amazing, even now. He knew he had the power of a god. But now... Now he felt as if his strength was failing him. He was at battle, his once glorious palace in ruins. The worst evil ever to grace this world was at the other side of the courtyard, with every intention of finishing him. If he knew about the World Beyond... Notch could not even dream, in the darkest corner of his mind, what would happen.
"What's the matter?" The man facing Notch spoke. "You getting tired, old man?" Notch resumed a confident expression. "No," he said, golden energy crackling through his veins. "I'm only getting started." He lunged at the figure. The knockback barreled him straight through the highest point in the castle, crashing through the other side.
But, the combatant was no pushover. Notch watched as he flew back, coming straight towards him, at the twice the speed Notch did. Notch only had a millisecond to dodge, and he did. When the figure landed with a boom onto the pavement, Notch saw his eyes clearly once more. Or lack of them.
For he was facing Herobrine.
"Oh yeah?" Herobrine said. "Well, guess what?" He cracked his knuckles. "So am I." He pointed his fingers into a gun-like shape and a spear of purple energy lept from them, hitting Notch in the chest. Herobrine zoomed forwards, ready to rent open Notch with his pickaxe, a reminder to Herobrine of what he once was, but Notch was too quick. He avoided the blow and kicked him, knocking the pick from his grasp. Notch left his foot on his back.
"Come on, brother," Notch pleaded. As much as he did not want to fight this thing, he knew he had to. "I know you are in there somewhere...!" In response, Herobrine simply twisted his head 180 degrees around and cackled. Notch was taken aback, his mouth agape. The moment of weakness was all he needed. He turned into pure coding and shot straight into Notch's mouth. Notch wheezed and hacked until he blacked out.
...
The courtyard was in ruins. Dinnerbone was sent to do a damage report, since it seemed that the fighting had died down. Everything was a mess, but Notch was still there. "Notch!" Dinnerbone yelled, hovering to his spot. Notch had knelt down, looking at the ground. "Are you alright?" he questioned, putting a hand on Notch's back. Notch shrugged it off, stood up, and looked at him. "Never better!" Notch said. But he was not himself. He had the soulless white eyes of a man possessed by Herobrine. Notch flung Dinnerbone back, and his head crashed into the pavement.
"Well!" Herobrine observed his new body. "This form holds so much power! To think I could reshape the world with this... To think I could summon my master...!" Notch levitated, drawing pebbles and dust to him. "In fact, I will!" Notch crackled with renewed purple energy. "Brother, you've served me well after all these years. Here I-- hurk!!"
Herobrine never finished his sentence. He had been backstabbed by Jeb with the Sword of the Forge, the purest sword ever made, and Notch fell to the ground. The evil spirit of Herobrine had been expunged from him. "Notch! Do it now!" Jeb said to Notch. Notch only nodded in response.
"Hisssss..." Herobrine hissed. "You think you're so powerful with all your magic and swords?" Herobrine spat. "Well, I know how to undo your precious little world now, Brother!" Notch wheezed, responding, "And...and I know how to undo you...!" A look of uneasiness flickered across Herobrine's face. Notch regained his composure and yelled in the Language of the Console:
/jail Herobrine!
Herobrine couldn't contain himself. He dissolved into a stream of coding, yelling and cursing Notch. He could only look in despair. Notch forced himself to gaze at the display of shining lights and pixels. Then it was gone. Jeb tried to comfort Notch. "You did a good thing, Notch," he said. "You really did." Notch wept.
Chapter One. Present Day.
What was worse? The constant threat of being blown up? Or the heat? Okay, maybe it was the heat. Spiders were never really comfortable around warm places... But this was important. Aero knew he could not fail this mission. Riches would await!
Aero was a Spider hailing from the Badlands, a desertish wasteland. Spiders weren't really common there, and as such Aero was treated badly, being called an outlaw. But he showed them. Aero was currently in Dynamite Peak, the homeland of the Creepers. It was funny, he never expected them to live in a volcano. Then again, he didn't expect a lot of things he saw lately, either.
Aero was stealthy, and could blend in with the shadows. It wasn't very easy here, considering the constant lack of darkness in this place filled with lava. But Aero did it anyway; not a single Creeper was alerted to his presence.Aero crawled up to a golden dais, surrounded by molten lava. On a pedestal was the treasure he sought. There it is! Aero thought to himself. The First Creeper's Gunpowder. Aero's boss wanted this thing to help in the "experiment" he was conducting. Aero remembered the day he met his boss...
...
He had just recently left the Badlands for good. Aero was a good fighter and fended off the people who hated him, spat at him, and attacked him. But it became too much. Aero went with his one possession, his mother's eye, and headed off.
He traveled to a forest at night, and many monsters had begun to hear about him, the Runaway, they called him. Then, Aero heard a smooth voice. If a shadow could speak, he thought, this is what it would sound like. "Why, are you Aero? The runaway?" it said.
Aero froze. He was here to turn him in, wasn't he? They would cut up his eyes for the witches, to ferment them! Maybe even his mother's... "Wh-Who are you?" Aero answered timidly. "Where are you?" He added after a moment. Even with eight eyes, Aero couldn't see the figure talking to him. Maybe he is a shadow, Aero thought. "Right behind you!" the being replied. Aero felt a tap on his shoulder, turned around, and saw him. The Enderman. He was the darkest thing Aero had ever seen. "St-Stay back!" Aero yelled, bearing his sharp teeth. "You want to turn me in, don't you?! For the reward..?"
The Enderman chuckled. "No... I honestly need you for something. Oh, and call me Raqren." Not an odd name, Aero chuckled himself, for an Enderman. "You see, I am conducting an... experiment. Yes, an experiment. And I need a team of monsters. The best monsters. I already have most of my crew, but I needed a fighter. A quick fighter. And then I heard of you...!" Aero got it. Raqren wanted him to join this gang of his..but why? "What's this...experiment?" Aero inquired.
Raqren shifted his weight and looked away. "Let's just say... I have a machine ready. But it needs a charge, and only these few Sacred Items can power it. I need my crew to find them. And when it's complete you'll get money. Money and fame. I'll even clear your name for you! So, are you in?" Aero pondered. He could be accepted for once...and a clear name?! That was better than any emerald. "I'll do it," Aero said.Raqren beamed. "Excellent! Well, let me show you the rest of the crew..."
...
Aero would always remember that day. He knew he would. And this Sacred Item that Raqren asked him to find was the First Creeper's Gunpowder, indeed! "Aw, yeah!" Aero whispered. "This is the one!" He scampered up and stuffed his prize in his backpack. It was gleaming solid gold. Aero wondered what powerful explosive could be made with that thing... He almost didn't want to know."Well, now I've got this thing... Time to head back." Aero breathed.
He noticed an exit to the place the opposite side of which he came. Aero decided to head that way. But, just as he was wondering the validity of his decision, and why there were no guards in the chamber, Aero brushed upon something silky. He looked down. It was a tripwire. Aero gulped as a "SSSSSSSSSSSSSS" sounded throughout the volcano...the Creepers' own alarm system. Twenty Creepers flooded into the room and gazed at the intruder.
A red Creeper inched closer and spoke. "Well, well, well! If it issssssssn't Aero the ssssssspider! The one and only! I have a feeling sssssomeone will pay a handssssome priccccce for you..."What was worse? The constant threat of being blown up? Or the heat? At this point, Aero had to say... it was definitely being blown up.
Chapter Two.
The Creepers were advancing now. Aero could hear them starting to make the telltale noise they made when they were close to detonation, their SSSSSSS. Never had Aero heard, in all his life, such a terrifying noise. But Aero knew he had to outrun the horde, and that would require some of the fanciest acrobatics he had ever tried to pull off.
Aero jumped and landed on the head of a blue Creeper. He stopped hissing and looked up in shock. Aero bounced on the heads of the other Creepers until he made to the exit. The Creepers turned around to see him, and Aero flashed them a devious smile. He had been here before, and had an idea of how to get these Creepers off his backs... "You want me?" Aero taunted. "Come and get me!" And with that he scampered out the exit.
"Well?!" The red Creeper hissed. "After him!!" The Creepers charged out of the exit and followed Aero. There was no time for stealth. Aero had to make it to an exit. He looked up. The volcano stopped about 200 blocks up, curving inwards until there was open sky. And below was 1000 blocks of hollow hideouts and walkways. Aero needed to get out, and the quickest way was to get the top. But he would need a diversion first.
Aero veered off into a side passageway. The horde sent three or so Creepers barreling after him. It wouldn't matter, Aero thought to himself. ...Hopefully. Aero stopped in a hollow chamber with a spire in the middle. Attached to the spire was a crude button. Written above that, in the unmistakeable scrawl of a Creeper's handwriting, read LAVA CANNON CONTROL. DANGEROUSSS. Well. Even in writing, they elaborated on their S's.
Aero pressed the button, and a thwack resounded throughout the chamber. Then a rumbling. There was a way out at the opposite end of the hall, so Aero bolted through there, with the Creepers at his heels. He ended up back on the walkway where he was previous, and the horde was waiting for him. Right next to him was a massive hole in the wall that emanated heat. "I'm over here!" Aero yelled to the horde.They noticed him and started to detonate once more. The hole was getting hotter... It was rumbling now... Come on, get in position... FWOOSH!
Aero jumped up as the Creepers stood at the entrance of the hole. A stream of lava jettisoned out of the hole, vaporizing all of the Creepers on the spot. At least they weren't immune to heat! Now all Aero had to do was get out... He scampered up the volcano wall and out of the massive gateway to open sky, standing at the top of its rocky exterior. Aero could see about three biomes from this vantage point, plus an ocean behind him! Would it be simple enough that he could just scamper on down and to freedom?
"There he isssss!" A voice sounded behind Aero. Of course not. At once, thirty or so Creepers emerged from holes in the outer wall of the volcano, charging up and down towards Aero. Once again, he found himself caught in the middle. "Give it back!" They pleaded to Aero. "I can't!" He was forced to shoot back. "I need this for something...when I'm done, maybe..." He thought of his mom."No," Aero decided, a smirk on his face. "When this is done, I'm chucking this little trinket in the ocean."
The Creepers growled. Aero clambered down the volcano at lightning speed; as fast as his little legs could carry him. Some Creepers exploded behind him, but he outran them. He was looking back when he saw a Creeper on pace with him. And he was about to explode. Aero was in the air, shrapnel around him. He would join his mother soon enough... He blacked out.
Chapter Three.
A splash of coldness jolted Aero awake. He was startled. He had just had an odd dream... He was in a volcano, there were Creepers everywhere, and then... Wait. That wasn't a dream! Aero was in an ocean, the ocean, right below the top of Dynamite Peak! He looked up. Sure enough, the massive mountain was laid out before him, about 150 blocks away. He could just barely make out little moving things on its rocky surface.
The Creepers! Aero thought. He couldn't let them get to him... Aero swam as fast as he could towards the shore, which wasn't that far away. He swam like he had just seen a human in front of him, in other words, pretty fast. Eventually, he made it to land. The Creepers were beginning to make their descent down the volcano. But Aero had a lead. He sped off into the forest, the cover of night concealing him. And Aero never looked back.
...
"Well, Aero," the shaky voice asked him. "What was it like to scale that mountain?" That voice belonged to Femur, the Skeleton of Raqren's group. While he spoke, he was tinkering with his bow. It seemed like he was always adding something new to it, whether it was a pocket-size TNT cannon or a food dispenser. This time, it looked like a grappling hook. But Aero could never be sure.
"Oh, that volcano?" Aero responded. "Pfft, piece of cake." Aero knew it wasn't, but he wanted to impress his team, and show them he wasn't just a spider from the Badlands."Yeah, alright," Femur said. He was only half-listening now, it seemed. He was more engaged with his bow than the conversation. "Well, see you in a bit, Femur. I have to go report to the boss!" Aero said, at least trying to get a reaction out of Femur before it was too late. But, it was. Femur didn't even respond. Honestly, sometimes that Skeleton could be so difficult... Aero left.
...
Aero sped out of the chamber like a souped-up minecart on a powered-rail system. He needed to report to his boss, so he could be one step closer to having his name cleared... It wasn't long before Aero arrived. The group's base of operations was a big cave system, with perfect hallways and rooms cleared out by Raqren, and the weak stone replaced with iron blocks. There was even a redstone lamp system wired throughout the place.
Raqren's office was at the end of the dormitory hallway. It was connected to the lab where the "experiment" was taking place, so Raqren could get there easily. Aero crept in. Raqren stood away from the entrance, looking at a board on the wall. It was in a strange writing Aero couldn't dechiper. Ender, maybe?
"Did you get it?" Raqren's unmistakeable smooth voice echoed across the chamber. Aero moved closer. "Yes, boss. The gunpowder from the volcano. It's what you wanted, right?" Aero asked. Raqren turned around to face Aero. If he had an eyebrow, it would've shot up. "Is it golden?" Raqren inquired.
"Uh, yes boss," he answered, and opened up his travel pack to reveal the golden treasure. Raqren reached in and held the gunpowder. Its radiance lit up the room. "Amazing..." Raqren breathed. "That's the one! You did well, Aero. Tell me, did you...attract any attention while you got this?"Aero gulped. "No, boss. I was stealthy, heh, yeah! Super stealthy." Raqren chuckled, and said, "I can tell you're lying, you know." Aero's heart sank. "But it doesn't matter," he added. "As long as those Creepers don't know about this experiment, everything will be fine. Now, wait here."
Raqren entered the top-secret lab that housed the Experiment. Then, he closed the door. Aero waited in the dimly lit room for a while. He moved closer to inspect the board with the writing. Aero could make out a few words, if he concentrated hard enough. "Can't... tell... about... true...purpose?"
...No. Nonono. Could Raqren be...lying? Before Aero could think about this any further, the door opened. Raqren came through. "Aero, you're in charge. It's time I got one last thing for our experiment." A humming noise sounded, and then, Raqren was gone.And Aero was left with his thoughts. If Raqren wasn't going to clear Aero's name..what WAS he going to do?!
Chapter Four.
Raqren always loved teleporting. The tingling when his body started to disappear into the fabric of space, the slowing-down of his surroundings as he wound through time, and the rush of him hurtling miles to his destination. All against a purple backdrop.
His favorite color!
And then it stopped. A noise sounded as Raqren found himself back on solid ground. He was at his destination. Raqren thought back, when he told Aero he was in charge. Aero seemed scared of something... Could he have figured out the experiment's true purpose?! If so, Raqren had to act fast.
He looked around. Sure enough, he was in a forest, but right ahead of him was a square house. Being an Enderman, a species which are natural builders, he had to admire the architecture at work. The house was very well made, and the roof looked like it could have a sniping perch. But, of course, Raqren knew who the inhabitant of that house was.
Steve. THE Steve.
Raqren crept up to the window. Since it was night, Steve was (thankfully) sound asleep in his bed. It was right next to the window, but as long as Raqren didn't make any noise, he wouldn't have to worry about Steve. He teleported inside. Torches lined the walls, along with swords Steve had made with his Forger. And there, resting at the window, was Steve in his bed.
Raqren searched around the house for a lever. He saw Steve's house before, and knew that someone as advanced as him wouldn't just have one room. Raqren found the lever hidden in a small nook. He flipped it, and an entrance opened up, revealing a staircase leading underground. Many rooms branched off from the staircase.
At the end of the staircase was a solid wall. But, being an Enderman, Raqren could see things that no one else could. And he knew that the treasure he was seeking was behind that wall. Since Raqren only needed to have seen the area he wanted to teleport to at least once to be able to teleport there, he teleported down to the end of the staircase.
Raqren grabbed a stone block out of the wall, and sure enough, a chest could be seen behind the wall. Raqren teleported there, and opened the chest. He had to look away from what he saw; the brightness was too great. It was Steve's chest of diamonds. All of his fully enchanted diamond gear, diamond tools, and all his diamond block reserves, all in one chest.
It was the last Sacred Item Raqren needed. He braced for the teleport. He felt the rush of senses whirl past him again as he found himself back in his room. It seemed Aero was still in there, and he had brought most of the crew in there as well. He was talking to them."...Yeah. I just don't think he's telling us the whole--" Aero stopped as he glanced up and noticed Raqren. He yelled and toppled over, but regained his composure right afterwards."Oh, uh, hey Raqren! Didn't, uh, see you there!" Raqren leered at the spider. "I know," He said. "You were too busy saying something to the rest of the group. Care to tell me what that was?"
"Uh, well..." Aero started. Raqren knew when someone was lying or nervous, and Aero was definitely nervous. He was about to talk, when Dave Jr., the Zombie of the group, interjected. In a groaning voice, he said, "He was... telling us.. 'bout the... brains... experiment, boss.... yeah." Honestly, it was hard to listen to him drawl, but it seemed he was telling the truth. "Now....where's...good food....around here...?"
Raqren chuckled. Dave had an insatiable appetite, and a good eye for food, which was surprising considering he was a, well, Zombie. "We were curioussssss..." Lt. Creeper continued. "To sssssee what your experiment doessssss." Well, it was time. It would be best to show them. "Actually, I have just found the last thing we need. You have all been very helpful. And now it is time to show the fruits of your labor."
With that, Raqren opened the hatch to the laboratory.
Chapter Five.
The second the hatch to the laboratory was opened, it seemed like the room's temperature dropped by a mile. Aero involuntarily shivered. Raqren looked somewhat amused. "Well," Raqren spoke, breaking the silence. "What are you waiting for? Step inside." Aero swallowed and trudged forward. With the knowledge that Raqren could be concealing the Experiment's true purpose, Aero was not so sure he wanted to see it.
The others in the room seemed to be feeling the same way. After a bit, they all followed Aero into the chamber. Raqren reached for a lever. He pulled it, and a voice sounded throughout the facility: "Everyone is to report to Raqren's office at this moment. The Experiment is ready." It was spoken in the monotone drone of a Command Block. Aero looked back and saw the rest of the group trickling in. He entered the lab.
It was a chamber made completely with iron blocks. If Steve were here, Aero thought, he would be having a field day mining it all. But, it was so bright Aero had to look away. And that's when he saw it. Yes, IT. That was merely how Aero could describe it, for lack of a better term.
It appeared to be a complex machine built into the wall right of the door. It was made of a sequence of squares. The one closest to the wall was the largest, with the words DANGER! DO NOT TOUCH! on it. The next one was covered with an intricate design. Twelve holes covered its surface. The next two were even smaller, and the final one looked like the opening of a cannon. Wires hooked all of the squares together, and it seemed that a huge fortified tube ran through the cannon.
On the wall right in front of the door, seven pedestals were shown. Different items were in each of these. Aero instantly recognized the First Creeper's Gunpowder he had just retrieved. The other items appeared to be a a jar filled with a purple-blackish liquid, a cauldron, a purple crystal, a golden leaf block, a silver rock, and a chest.
Raqren spoke. "These are the Sacred Items you have been asked to retrieve. The First Creeper's Gunpowder, a jar of Wither Blood, a Witch's Cauldron, an Ender Crystal, a Leaf from the Aether's Golden Tree, a Moon Rock, and this chest, containing all of Steve's diamonds." Raqren tapped the chest. "Together, they can power this machine I have built. It will have enough power to channel through to..." He stopped.
"Well," he started again, "You'll see soon enough. Wyth," Raqren pointed to the Wither Skeleton of the group. "Would you be a gentleman and pull that lever over there?" The group was confused. There was no lever in here. "What lev--" Wyth started to speak, but the sound of pistons drowned him out. From the left wall, a lever was revealed. Wyth was speechless. He simply walked forward and flipped the lever.
An extremely loud siren sounded. "ATTENTION!" A voice yelled. "RETREAT TO THE SAFE ZONE IMMEDIATELY. THIS IS NOT A DRILL." It repeated these commands over and over. A door opened and a chamber was revealed. Glass windows opened up. "There's the safe zone!" Raqren shouted amidst the din. "HURRY!" Everyone ran to the safe zone. "Why do we need to be in here?!" Sliip, the Slime, asked once they were safe, and the door had closed.
Raqren looked at the Slime with a piercing gaze. "Do you want to be able to breathe in five seconds?" "Y-yes," Sliip answered timidly. "Then stay in here," Raqren responded. Glass jars with wires attached to them descended around each Sacred Item. The wires filled with a blue energy that connected to the machine. It hummed to life, and a low throbbing pulse sounded from the chamber.
Gears were turning now, and twelve Eyes of Ender were attached onto the second square of the machine. The cannon fired up. It started to get very hot, and very loud. The cannon looked as if it was about to spew out a molten stream of fire, but it suddenly turned into pure black energy. Then, the loudest sound ever heard to these mobs boomed outwards, encompassing all. Within a few seconds, they all crumpled to the floor, and lost consciousness.
Chapter Six. Two years ago.
"Ahhhh!" Aero woke up. He just had a bad dream... There was a loud noise, and a lot of darkness. But it didnt matter. This was going to be the best day ever! He was in his underground home in the Badlands, where he lived. A lot of people came to his house a lot, "making a ruckus", as his mom would say. And whenever he went out, people looked at him funny, called him names and such. But Aero never understood why.
"What is it, dear?" A voice rang out from the other side of his home. It was Aero's mom. "Oh, I just had a, uh, bad dream." Aero said. He didn't want to worry her. "But it's fine! Nothing to worry about!" Aero practically heard her raise her eyebrow. "Well, if you say so. Anyway, come to the kitchen, Aero."
He got out of his room and went into the kitchen, where, predictably, his mother was. She was a Spider, just like him, but larger and was slightly purple. She was at the furnace (that she had stolen from a Testificate), preparing a morning meal, as always. What would it be this time? A baby chicken? A lizard? He never knew.
"Are you excited for today, Aero?" Mom asked. "Oh yeah!" Aero replied. Today was the day that he would go to the Ender Bros.' Traveling Circus with his mom! It was a renowned traveling show, and whenever a mob came in, they came out happy. Aero had wanted to see it for a long time now, and it was finally coming to the Badlands, where he lived!
After he ate, Aero grabbed his travel pack, so if he found anything interesting, he could take (steal) it. "This is going to be so fun, Mom!" Aero said to his mom. "I'm sure it will be..." she replied. Aero looked up. Her eyes were scanning in all directions, as if looking for something. It seemed she always was... "Mom?" Aero looked up at his mother. "Are you alright?" She stopped and smiled. "Yes, honey. I'm fine. Come on!" she said triumphantly. We dont want to miss the circus!
And they sped off.
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Present Day.
Aero's vision cleared. He faintly heard a voice saying, "Hey, boss! He's stirring now!" It sounded like one of the Zombie Pigmen. Aero was dreaming about the last normal day of his life. The day before... before... Whatever. If Aero remembered correctly, the Experiment had just been fired. Whatever it was. Aero looked through the glass window. The portion of the wall directly opposite the cannon was blown away. In its place was a thick black goop, that reminded Aero of a portal.
"Boss..." Dave Jr. noticed the blackness too. "What... is that... on wall?" He asked. Raqren started to open the door out of the safe zone. "That is our goal." He was grinning. "Since that is there..." The hatch opened. "I know the Experiment has worked! Follow me out. What happens next is of great importance to us all."
The whole group gathered together in the middle of the room. They were all murmuring amongst themselves, some wondering what that thing in the wall was, others what that cannon was for, others wondering why they had collapsed earlier. Raqren seemed to be hearing all of their conversations, because he said, "I will answer of all your questions, team. In due time." The group was silent.
"Now, prepare yourselves," Raqren said. "I have a speech to make." He cleared his throat.
"That cannon you see on the wall is a machine I have been creating for years. It is a cannon, yes. And it produced that thing on the wall, yes. And I bet you are all wondering what that thing on the wall is." The group nodded. "Well, I have to start from the beginning." Raqren took a breath.
"I haven't exactly been honest with you about the Experiment's purpose." No one seemed surprised. But they all seemed angry. Some more than others. "I KNEW it!" Aero said. "I saw that writing on your wall! It said something about not telling us its true purpose!" Raqren stared back at Aero. "The only way to insure that you would all come to this group was saying money would be a reward! For you, clearing your name seemed to do."
"S...So you won't?" Aero asked. Raqren looked back at him. "...Hopefully, he will." Aero turned back to the grou, then looked again at Raqren. "He?" He asked. "He who? What exactly haven't you been telling us, Raqren? I'm prepared to walk off the team if you don't spill it."
"So will I," Femur said. "Me too," Wyth agreed. "Dave... will... leave..." Dave Jr. responded. Everyone else agreed they would leave Raqren behind if he didn't tell them what the Experiment was really for. "Well," said Raqren, "I would have anyway, if you had not interrupted!" He looked at the group with an unmatched ferocity. Everyone looked intimidated, and slightly embarrased, Aero especially.
"Anyway..." Raqren continued. "The cannon fires a portal. If a powerful enough charge can be generated into it, like it was, it will fire to my exact co-ordinates. And I bet you are wondering why I can;t just teleport there. Are you?" The group nodded again. "Well, I can only teleport to places I can see or have seen. And I can assure you I have NOT been to this place yet. Otherwise, this experiment would be unnecessary.
"Now, I'm sure you are all wondering, where does ithis lead? I can answer that, because I have researched this every day I have worked on this experiment. This portal... will have enough power to cut through to the heart of the End. The very place where an ancient evil rests."
Aero cut Raqren off again. "WHO? Who is this 'ancient evil'?!" Raqren looked at him with his amethyst eyes, and answered him in a cold, dark voice he usually reserved for dealing with people who he hated. Or who hated him.
"Herobrine."
herobrine is (i believe) nothing but a little mob that spawns sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo rarley, notch addd him and kept saying that he baiscally can't remove him, also, on the minecon thing logo thingy, you can see herobrine over there !
herobrine is (i believe) nothing but a little mob that spawns sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo rarley, notch addd him and kept saying that he baiscally can't remove him, also, on the minecon thing logo thingy, you can see herobrine over there !
He is not in the game. Case closed. There was a human mob that could spawn, but he was removed too.
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This story started off as a comic that I showed my friends around November. Over time, I started getting the idea to make it into a full story, which is what is being uploaded here. If you have any constructive criticism or like the story, feel free to comment below!
As a disclaimer, let me just say that I do not believe in Herobrine. He is fake, and I know that. However, I feel that the fans have made him out to be a compelling character, so I have included him in my Minecraft mythos.
Notch stood at the top of his castle. Being in this game felt so amazing, even now. He knew he had the power of a god. But now... Now he felt as if his strength was failing him. He was at battle, his once glorious palace in ruins. The worst evil ever to grace this world was at the other side of the courtyard, with every intention of finishing him. If he knew about the World Beyond... Notch could not even dream, in the darkest corner of his mind, what would happen.
"What's the matter?" The man facing Notch spoke. "You getting tired, old man?" Notch resumed a confident expression. "No," he said, golden energy crackling through his veins. "I'm only getting started." He lunged at the figure. The knockback barreled him straight through the highest point in the castle, crashing through the other side.
But, the combatant was no pushover. Notch watched as he flew back, coming straight towards him, at the twice the speed Notch did. Notch only had a millisecond to dodge, and he did. When the figure landed with a boom onto the pavement, Notch saw his eyes clearly once more. Or lack of them.
For he was facing Herobrine.
"Oh yeah?" Herobrine said. "Well, guess what?" He cracked his knuckles. "So am I." He pointed his fingers into a gun-like shape and a spear of purple energy lept from them, hitting Notch in the chest. Herobrine zoomed forwards, ready to rent open Notch with his pickaxe, a reminder to Herobrine of what he once was, but Notch was too quick. He avoided the blow and kicked him, knocking the pick from his grasp. Notch left his foot on his back.
"Come on, brother," Notch pleaded. As much as he did not want to fight this thing, he knew he had to. "I know you are in there somewhere...!" In response, Herobrine simply twisted his head 180 degrees around and cackled. Notch was taken aback, his mouth agape. The moment of weakness was all he needed. He turned into pure coding and shot straight into Notch's mouth. Notch wheezed and hacked until he blacked out.
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The courtyard was in ruins. Dinnerbone was sent to do a damage report, since it seemed that the fighting had died down. Everything was a mess, but Notch was still there. "Notch!" Dinnerbone yelled, hovering to his spot. Notch had knelt down, looking at the ground. "Are you alright?" he questioned, putting a hand on Notch's back. Notch shrugged it off, stood up, and looked at him. "Never better!" Notch said. But he was not himself. He had the soulless white eyes of a man possessed by Herobrine. Notch flung Dinnerbone back, and his head crashed into the pavement.
"Well!" Herobrine observed his new body. "This form holds so much power! To think I could reshape the world with this... To think I could summon my master...!" Notch levitated, drawing pebbles and dust to him. "In fact, I will!" Notch crackled with renewed purple energy. "Brother, you've served me well after all these years. Here I-- hurk!!"
Herobrine never finished his sentence. He had been backstabbed by Jeb with the Sword of the Forge, the purest sword ever made, and Notch fell to the ground. The evil spirit of Herobrine had been expunged from him. "Notch! Do it now!" Jeb said to Notch. Notch only nodded in response.
"Hisssss..." Herobrine hissed. "You think you're so powerful with all your magic and swords?" Herobrine spat. "Well, I know how to undo your precious little world now, Brother!" Notch wheezed, responding, "And...and I know how to undo you...!" A look of uneasiness flickered across Herobrine's face. Notch regained his composure and yelled in the Language of the Console:
/jail Herobrine
Herobrine couldn't contain himself. He dissolved into a stream of coding, yelling and cursing Notch. He could only look in despair. Notch forced himself to gaze at the display of shining lights and pixels. Then it was gone. Jeb tried to comfort Notch. "You did a good thing, Notch," he said. "You really did." Notch wept.
What was worse? The constant threat of being blown up? Or the heat? Okay, maybe it was the heat. Spiders were never really comfortable around warm places... But this was important. Aero knew he could not fail this mission. Riches would await!
Aero was a Spider hailing from the Badlands, a desertish wasteland. Spiders weren't really common there, and as such Aero was treated badly, being called an outlaw. But he showed them. Aero was currently in Dynamite Peak, the homeland of the Creepers. It was funny, he never expected them to live in a volcano. Then again, he didn't expect a lot of things he saw lately, either.
Aero was stealthy, and could blend in with the shadows. It wasn't very easy here, considering the constant lack of darkness in this place filled with lava. But Aero did it anyway; not a single Creeper was alerted to his presence.Aero crawled up to a golden dais, surrounded by molten lava. On a pedestal was the treasure he sought. There it is! Aero thought to himself. The First Creeper's Gunpowder. Aero's boss wanted this thing to help in the "experiment" he was conducting. Aero remembered the day he met his boss...
...
He had just recently left the Badlands for good. Aero was a good fighter and fended off the people who hated him, spat at him, and attacked him. But it became too much. Aero went with his one possession, his mother's eye, and headed off.
He traveled to a forest at night, and many monsters had begun to hear about him, the Runaway, they called him. Then, Aero heard a smooth voice. If a shadow could speak, he thought, this is what it would sound like. "Why, are you Aero? The runaway?" it said.
Aero froze. He was here to turn him in, wasn't he? They would cut up his eyes for the witches, to ferment them! Maybe even his mother's... "Wh-Who are you?" Aero answered timidly. "Where are you?" He added after a moment. Even with eight eyes, Aero couldn't see the figure talking to him. Maybe he is a shadow, Aero thought. "Right behind you!" the being replied. Aero felt a tap on his shoulder, turned around, and saw him. The Enderman. He was the darkest thing Aero had ever seen. "St-Stay back!" Aero yelled, bearing his sharp teeth. "You want to turn me in, don't you?! For the reward..?"
The Enderman chuckled. "No... I honestly need you for something. Oh, and call me Raqren." Not an odd name, Aero chuckled himself, for an Enderman. "You see, I am conducting an... experiment. Yes, an experiment. And I need a team of monsters. The best monsters. I already have most of my crew, but I needed a fighter. A quick fighter. And then I heard of you...!" Aero got it. Raqren wanted him to join this gang of his..but why? "What's this...experiment?" Aero inquired.
Raqren shifted his weight and looked away. "Let's just say... I have a machine ready. But it needs a charge, and only these few Sacred Items can power it. I need my crew to find them. And when it's complete you'll get money. Money and fame. I'll even clear your name for you! So, are you in?" Aero pondered. He could be accepted for once...and a clear name?! That was better than any emerald. "I'll do it," Aero said.Raqren beamed. "Excellent! Well, let me show you the rest of the crew..."
...
Aero would always remember that day. He knew he would. And this Sacred Item that Raqren asked him to find was the First Creeper's Gunpowder, indeed! "Aw, yeah!" Aero whispered. "This is the one!" He scampered up and stuffed his prize in his backpack. It was gleaming solid gold. Aero wondered what powerful explosive could be made with that thing... He almost didn't want to know."Well, now I've got this thing... Time to head back." Aero breathed.
He noticed an exit to the place the opposite side of which he came. Aero decided to head that way. But, just as he was wondering the validity of his decision, and why there were no guards in the chamber, Aero brushed upon something silky. He looked down. It was a tripwire. Aero gulped as a "SSSSSSSSSSSSSS" sounded throughout the volcano...the Creepers' own alarm system. Twenty Creepers flooded into the room and gazed at the intruder.
A red Creeper inched closer and spoke. "Well, well, well! If it issssssssn't Aero the ssssssspider! The one and only! I have a feeling sssssomeone will pay a handssssome priccccce for you..."What was worse? The constant threat of being blown up? Or the heat? At this point, Aero had to say... it was definitely being blown up.
The Creepers were advancing now. Aero could hear them starting to make the telltale noise they made when they were close to detonation, their SSSSSSS. Never had Aero heard, in all his life, such a terrifying noise. But Aero knew he had to outrun the horde, and that would require some of the fanciest acrobatics he had ever tried to pull off.
Aero jumped and landed on the head of a blue Creeper. He stopped hissing and looked up in shock. Aero bounced on the heads of the other Creepers until he made to the exit. The Creepers turned around to see him, and Aero flashed them a devious smile. He had been here before, and had an idea of how to get these Creepers off his backs... "You want me?" Aero taunted. "Come and get me!" And with that he scampered out the exit.
"Well?!" The red Creeper hissed. "After him!!" The Creepers charged out of the exit and followed Aero. There was no time for stealth. Aero had to make it to an exit. He looked up. The volcano stopped about 200 blocks up, curving inwards until there was open sky. And below was 1000 blocks of hollow hideouts and walkways. Aero needed to get out, and the quickest way was to get the top. But he would need a diversion first.
Aero veered off into a side passageway. The horde sent three or so Creepers barreling after him. It wouldn't matter, Aero thought to himself. ...Hopefully. Aero stopped in a hollow chamber with a spire in the middle. Attached to the spire was a crude button. Written above that, in the unmistakeable scrawl of a Creeper's handwriting, read LAVA CANNON CONTROL. DANGEROUSSS. Well. Even in writing, they elaborated on their S's.
Aero pressed the button, and a thwack resounded throughout the chamber. Then a rumbling. There was a way out at the opposite end of the hall, so Aero bolted through there, with the Creepers at his heels. He ended up back on the walkway where he was previous, and the horde was waiting for him. Right next to him was a massive hole in the wall that emanated heat. "I'm over here!" Aero yelled to the horde.They noticed him and started to detonate once more. The hole was getting hotter... It was rumbling now... Come on, get in position... FWOOSH!
Aero jumped up as the Creepers stood at the entrance of the hole. A stream of lava jettisoned out of the hole, vaporizing all of the Creepers on the spot. At least they weren't immune to heat! Now all Aero had to do was get out... He scampered up the volcano wall and out of the massive gateway to open sky, standing at the top of its rocky exterior. Aero could see about three biomes from this vantage point, plus an ocean behind him! Would it be simple enough that he could just scamper on down and to freedom?
"There he isssss!" A voice sounded behind Aero. Of course not. At once, thirty or so Creepers emerged from holes in the outer wall of the volcano, charging up and down towards Aero. Once again, he found himself caught in the middle. "Give it back!" They pleaded to Aero. "I can't!" He was forced to shoot back. "I need this for something...when I'm done, maybe..." He thought of his mom."No," Aero decided, a smirk on his face. "When this is done, I'm chucking this little trinket in the ocean."
The Creepers growled. Aero clambered down the volcano at lightning speed; as fast as his little legs could carry him. Some Creepers exploded behind him, but he outran them. He was looking back when he saw a Creeper on pace with him. And he was about to explode. Aero was in the air, shrapnel around him. He would join his mother soon enough... He blacked out.
A splash of coldness jolted Aero awake. He was startled. He had just had an odd dream... He was in a volcano, there were Creepers everywhere, and then... Wait. That wasn't a dream! Aero was in an ocean, the ocean, right below the top of Dynamite Peak! He looked up. Sure enough, the massive mountain was laid out before him, about 150 blocks away. He could just barely make out little moving things on its rocky surface.
The Creepers! Aero thought. He couldn't let them get to him... Aero swam as fast as he could towards the shore, which wasn't that far away. He swam like he had just seen a human in front of him, in other words, pretty fast. Eventually, he made it to land. The Creepers were beginning to make their descent down the volcano. But Aero had a lead. He sped off into the forest, the cover of night concealing him. And Aero never looked back.
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"Well, Aero," the shaky voice asked him. "What was it like to scale that mountain?" That voice belonged to Femur, the Skeleton of Raqren's group. While he spoke, he was tinkering with his bow. It seemed like he was always adding something new to it, whether it was a pocket-size TNT cannon or a food dispenser. This time, it looked like a grappling hook. But Aero could never be sure.
"Oh, that volcano?" Aero responded. "Pfft, piece of cake." Aero knew it wasn't, but he wanted to impress his team, and show them he wasn't just a spider from the Badlands."Yeah, alright," Femur said. He was only half-listening now, it seemed. He was more engaged with his bow than the conversation. "Well, see you in a bit, Femur. I have to go report to the boss!" Aero said, at least trying to get a reaction out of Femur before it was too late. But, it was. Femur didn't even respond. Honestly, sometimes that Skeleton could be so difficult... Aero left.
...
Aero sped out of the chamber like a souped-up minecart on a powered-rail system. He needed to report to his boss, so he could be one step closer to having his name cleared... It wasn't long before Aero arrived. The group's base of operations was a big cave system, with perfect hallways and rooms cleared out by Raqren, and the weak stone replaced with iron blocks. There was even a redstone lamp system wired throughout the place.
Raqren's office was at the end of the dormitory hallway. It was connected to the lab where the "experiment" was taking place, so Raqren could get there easily. Aero crept in. Raqren stood away from the entrance, looking at a board on the wall. It was in a strange writing Aero couldn't dechiper. Ender, maybe?
"Did you get it?" Raqren's unmistakeable smooth voice echoed across the chamber. Aero moved closer. "Yes, boss. The gunpowder from the volcano. It's what you wanted, right?" Aero asked. Raqren turned around to face Aero. If he had an eyebrow, it would've shot up. "Is it golden?" Raqren inquired.
"Uh, yes boss," he answered, and opened up his travel pack to reveal the golden treasure. Raqren reached in and held the gunpowder. Its radiance lit up the room. "Amazing..." Raqren breathed. "That's the one! You did well, Aero. Tell me, did you...attract any attention while you got this?"Aero gulped. "No, boss. I was stealthy, heh, yeah! Super stealthy." Raqren chuckled, and said, "I can tell you're lying, you know." Aero's heart sank. "But it doesn't matter," he added. "As long as those Creepers don't know about this experiment, everything will be fine. Now, wait here."
Raqren entered the top-secret lab that housed the Experiment. Then, he closed the door. Aero waited in the dimly lit room for a while. He moved closer to inspect the board with the writing. Aero could make out a few words, if he concentrated hard enough. "Can't... tell... about... true...purpose?"
...No. Nonono. Could Raqren be...lying? Before Aero could think about this any further, the door opened. Raqren came through. "Aero, you're in charge. It's time I got one last thing for our experiment." A humming noise sounded, and then, Raqren was gone.And Aero was left with his thoughts. If Raqren wasn't going to clear Aero's name..what WAS he going to do?!
Raqren always loved teleporting. The tingling when his body started to disappear into the fabric of space, the slowing-down of his surroundings as he wound through time, and the rush of him hurtling miles to his destination. All against a purple backdrop.
His favorite color!
And then it stopped. A noise sounded as Raqren found himself back on solid ground. He was at his destination. Raqren thought back, when he told Aero he was in charge. Aero seemed scared of something... Could he have figured out the experiment's true purpose? If so, Raqren had to act fast.
He looked around. Sure enough, he was in a forest, but right ahead of him was a square house. Being an Enderman, a species which are natural builders, he had to admire the architecture at work. The house was very well made, and the roof looked like it could have a sniping perch. But, of course, Raqren knew who the inhabitant of that house was.
Steve. THE Steve.
Raqren crept up to the window. Since it was night, Steve was (thankfully) sound asleep in his bed. It was right next to the window, but as long as Raqren didn't make any noise, he wouldn't have to worry about Steve. He teleported inside. Torches lined the walls, along with swords Steve had made with his Forger. And there, resting at the window, was Steve in his bed.
Raqren searched around the house for a lever, being careful not to disturb the baby Creeper resting in the corner. He had seen Steve's house before, and knew that someone as advanced as him wouldn't just have one room. Raqren found the lever hidden in a small nook. He flipped it, and an entrance opened up, revealing a staircase leading underground. Many rooms branched off from the staircase.
At the end of the staircase was a solid wall. But, being an Enderman, Raqren could see things that no one else could. And he knew that the treasure he was seeking was behind that wall. Since Raqren only needed to have seen the area he wanted to teleport to at least once to be able to teleport there, he teleported down to the end of the staircase.
Raqren grabbed a stone block out of the wall, and sure enough, a chest could be seen behind the wall. Raqren teleported there, and opened the chest. He had to look away from what he saw; the brightness was too great. It was Steve's chest of diamonds. All of his fully enchanted diamond gear, diamond tools, and all his diamond block reserves, all in one chest.
It was the last Sacred Item Raqren needed. He braced for the teleport. He felt the rush of senses whirl past him again as he found himself back in his room. It seemed Aero was still in there, and he had brought most of the crew in there as well. He was talking to them."...Yeah. I just don't think he's telling us the whole--" Aero stopped as he glanced up and noticed Raqren. He yelled and toppled over, but regained his composure right afterwards."Oh, uh, hey Raqren! Didn't, uh, see you there!" Raqren leered at the spider. "I know," He said. "You were too busy saying something to the rest of the group. Care to tell me what that was?"
"Uh, well..." Aero started. Raqren knew when someone was lying or nervous, and Aero was definitely nervous. He was about to talk, when Dave Jr., the Zombie of the group, interjected. In a groaning voice, he said, "He was... telling us.. 'bout the... brains... experiment, boss.... yeah." Honestly, it was hard to listen to him drawl, but it seemed he was telling the truth. "Now....where's...good food....around here...?"
Raqren chuckled. Dave had an insatiable appetite, and a good eye for food, which was surprising considering he was a, well, Zombie. "We were curioussssss..." Lt. Creeper continued. "To sssssee what your experiment doessssss." Well, it was time. It would be best to show them. "Actually, I have just found the last thing we need. You have all been very helpful. And now it is time to show the fruits of your labor."
With that, Raqren opened the hatch to the laboratory.
The second the hatch to the laboratory was opened, it seemed like the room's temperature dropped by a mile. Aero involuntarily shivered. Raqren looked somewhat amused. "Well," Raqren spoke, breaking the silence. "What are you waiting for? Step inside." Aero swallowed and trudged forward. With the knowledge that Raqren could be concealing the Experiment's true purpose, Aero was not so sure he wanted to see it.
The others in the room seemed to be feeling the same way. After a bit, they all followed Aero into the chamber. Raqren reached for a lever. He pulled it, and a voice sounded throughout the facility: "Everyone is to report to Raqren's office at this moment. The Experiment is ready." It was spoken in the monotone drone of a Command Block. Aero looked back and saw the rest of the group trickling in. He entered the lab.
It was a chamber made completely with iron blocks. If Steve were here, Aero thought, he would be having a field day mining it all. But, it was so bright Aero had to look away. And that's when he saw it. Yes, IT. That was merely how Aero could describe it, for lack of a better term.
It appeared to be a complex machine built into the wall right of the door. It was made of a sequence of squares. The one closest to the wall was the largest, with the words DANGER! DO NOT TOUCH! on it. The next one was covered with an intricate design. Twelve holes covered its surface. The next two were even smaller, and the final one looked like the opening of a cannon. Wires hooked all of the squares together, and it seemed that a huge fortified tube ran through the cannon.
On the wall right in front of the door, seven pedestals were shown. Different items were in each of these. Aero instantly recognized the First Creeper's Gunpowder he had just retrieved. The other items appeared to be a a jar filled with a purple-blackish liquid, a cauldron, a purple crystal, a golden leaf block, a silver rock, and a chest.
Raqren spoke. "These are the Sacred Items you have been asked to retrieve. The First Creeper's Gunpowder, a jar of Wither Blood, a Witch's Cauldron, an Ender Crystal, a Leaf from the Aether's Golden Tree, a Moon Rock, and this chest, containing all of Steve's diamonds." Raqren tapped the chest. "Together, they can power this machine I have built. It will have enough power to channel through to..." He stopped.
"Well," he started again, "You'll see soon enough. Wyth," Raqren pointed to the Wither Skeleton of the group. "Would you be a gentleman and pull that lever over there?" The group was confused. There was no lever in here. "What lev--" Wyth started to speak, but the sound of pistons drowned him out. From the left wall, a lever was revealed. Wyth was speechless. He simply walked forward and flipped the lever.
An extremely loud siren sounded. "ATTENTION!" A voice yelled. "RETREAT TO THE SAFE ZONE IMMEDIATELY. THIS IS NOT A DRILL." It repeated these commands over and over. A door opened and a chamber was revealed. Glass windows opened up. "There's the safe zone!" Raqren shouted amidst the din. "HURRY!" Everyone ran to the safe zone. "Why do we need to be in here?!" Sliip, the Slime, asked once they were safe, and the door had closed.
Raqren looked at the Slime with a piercing gaze. "Do you want to be able to breathe in five seconds?" "Y-yes," Sliip answered timidly. "Then stay in here," Raqren responded. Glass jars with wires attached to them descended around each Sacred Item. The wires filled with a blue energy that connected to the machine. It hummed to life, and a low throbbing pulse sounded from the chamber.
Gears were turning now, and twelve Eyes of Ender were attached onto the second square of the machine. The cannon fired up. It started to get very hot, and very loud. The cannon looked as if it was about to spew out a molten stream of fire, but it suddenly turned into pure black energy. Then, the loudest sound ever heard to these mobs boomed outwards, encompassing all. Within a few seconds, they all crumpled to the floor, and lost consciousness.
"Ahhhh!" Aero woke up. He just had a bad dream... There was a loud noise, and a lot of darkness. But it didn't matter. This was going to be the best day ever! He was in his underground home in the Badlands, where he lived. A lot of people came to his house a lot, "making a ruckus", as his mom would say. And whenever he went out, people looked at him funny, called him names and such. But Aero never understood why.
"What is it, dear?" A voice rang out from the other side of his home. It was Aero's mom. "Oh, I just had a, uh, bad dream." Aero said. He didn't want to worry her. "But it's fine! Nothing to worry about!" Aero practically heard her raise her eyebrow. "Well, if you say so. Anyway, come to the kitchen, Aero."
He got out of his room and went into the kitchen, where, predictably, his mother was. She was a Spider, just like him, but larger and was slightly purple. She was at the furnace (that she had stolen from a Testificate), preparing a morning meal, as always. What would it be this time? A baby chicken? A lizard? He never knew.
"Are you excited for today, Aero?" Mom asked. "Oh yeah!" Aero replied. Today was the day that he would go to the Ender Bros.' Traveling Circus with his mom! It was a renowned traveling show, and whenever a mob came in, they came out happy. Aero had wanted to see it for a long time now, and it was finally coming to the Badlands, where he lived!
After he ate, Aero grabbed his travel pack, so if he found anything interesting, he could take (steal) it. "This is going to be so fun, Mom!" Aero said to his mom. "I'm sure it will be..." she replied. Aero looked up. Her eyes were scanning in all directions, as if looking for something. It seemed she always was... "Mom?" Aero looked up at his mother. "Are you alright?" She stopped and smiled. "Yes, honey. I'm fine. Come on!" she said triumphantly. We dont want to miss the circus!
And they sped off.
...
Present Day.
Aero's vision cleared. He faintly heard a voice saying, "Hey, boss! He's stirring now!" It sounded like one of the Zombie Pigmen. Aero was dreaming about the last normal day of his life. The day before... before... Whatever. If Aero remembered correctly, the Experiment had just been fired. Whatever it was. Aero looked through the glass window. The portion of the wall directly opposite the cannon was blown away. In its place was a thick black goop, that reminded Aero of a portal.
"Boss..." Dave Jr. noticed the blackness too. "What... is that... on wall?" He asked. Raqren started to open the door out of the safe zone. "That is our goal." He was grinning. "Since that is there..." The hatch opened. "I know the Experiment has worked! Follow me out. What happens next is of great importance to us all."
The whole group gathered together in the middle of the room. They were all murmuring amongst themselves, some wondering what that thing in the wall was, others what that cannon was for, others wondering why they had collapsed earlier. Raqren seemed to be hearing all of their conversations, because he said, "I will answer of all your questions, team. In due time." The group was silent.
"Now, prepare yourselves," Raqren said. "I have a speech to make." He cleared his throat.
"That cannon you see on the wall is a machine I have been creating for years. It is a cannon, yes. And it produced that thing on the wall, yes. And I bet you are all wondering what that thing on the wall is." The group nodded. "Well, I have to start from the beginning." Raqren took a breath.
"I haven't exactly been honest with you about the Experiment's purpose." No one seemed surprised. But they all seemed angry. Some more than others. "I KNEW it!" Aero said. "I saw that writing on your wall! It said something about not telling us its true purpose!" Raqren stared back at Aero. "The only way to insure that you would all come to this group was saying money would be a reward! For you, clearing your name seemed to do."
"S...So you won't?" Aero asked. Raqren looked back at him. "...Hopefully, he will." Aero turned back to the grou, then looked again at Raqren. "He?" He asked. "He who? What exactly haven't you been telling us, Raqren? I'm prepared to walk off the team if you don't spill it."
"So will I," Femur said. "Me too," Wyth agreed. "Dave... will... leave..." Dave Jr. responded. Everyone else agreed they would leave Raqren behind if he didn't tell them what the Experiment was really for. "Well," said Raqren, "I would have anyway, if you had not interrupted!" He looked at the group with an unmatched ferocity. Everyone looked intimidated, and slightly embarrassed, Aero especially.
"Anyway..." Raqren continued. "The cannon fires a portal. If a powerful enough charge can be generated into it, like it was, it will fire to my exact co-ordinates. And I bet you are wondering why I can;t just teleport there. Are you?" The group nodded again. "Well, I can only teleport to places I can see or have seen. And I can assure you I have NOT been to this place yet. Otherwise, this experiment would be unnecessary.
"Now, I'm sure you are all wondering, where does this lead? I can answer that, because I have researched this every day I have worked on this experiment. This portal... will have enough power to cut through to the heart of the End. The very place where an ancient evil rests."
Aero cut Raqren off again. "WHO? Who is this 'ancient evil'?!" Raqren looked at him with his amethyst eyes, and answered him in a cold, dark voice he usually reserved for dealing with people who he hated. Or who hated him.
"Herobrine."
A nuclear bomb may as well have dropped off in that room, because there was an explosion of noise. Many people were arguing, yelling, and a few were crying. Raqren was simply astonished. He opened his mouth and let out the most ear-piercing shriek any of the mobs had ever heard...
...He was cursing at them in Ender.
Instantly, the crowd was quiet. Raqren cleared his throat. "Yes, we are rescuing Him. The One With No Eyes. The Bogeyman. The Diamond Miner, whatever you want to call him. And as you may be wondering, well, why does he even need rescuing? He's Herobrine, after all, right? He has powers we can't even dream of, right?" The crowd nodded.
"Well... He doesn't anymore. Let's just say things happened...and Herobrine is locked up now. And if we can get him out, then... You may just get all those riches you've been promised after all." The crowd's spirits lifted some. Even Aero was feeling a little better now that his name could be cleared once and for all.
"But what?" A Zombie Pigman from the back of the room spoke in a growling tone. "What would happen to our Savior that he would be imprisoned?" Raqren continued to peer at the crowd intently.
"It's a tale that should be common knowledge amongst mobs by now, but so many people refuse to believe it. I'll say it now. Just pay attention."
...
499 Years Ago.
It was the year after Herobrine had been fully contained in the heart of the universe. In secret from the rest of the gods, Dinnerbone and Notch had been working on his prison. It was a prison that had to be crafted so ingeniously, so meticulously, so perfectly that Herobrine could never escape it. But how could they contain a god? And then they realized the answer.
A sphere.
Something that defied all laws of physics in a world that appeared in a world would surely do the trick. And so the most powerful, unbreakable thing ever to be created was started. It would be created in the Sector of Dne, a far-off asteroid in the End. Construction lasted for a full Minecraft year, or close to it.
The end product was a huge cavern taking up most of the asteroid's inside. A giant black sphere interlaced with a hexagonal pattern took up a portion of the room. An opening in the sphere revealed it was hollow. Inside was Herobrine, who's arms and legs were chained to four metallic posts. A forcefield cut off the opening. The forcefield also drained Herobrine's powers.
Its name is the Ender Matrix.
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Present Day.
Raqren continued. "So, this Ender Matrix is unbreachable in every sense of the world. As such, it will not be easy breaking in--" Raqren never finished what he was going to say, for at that moment, Sliip the Slime started screaming at the top of his non-existent lungs and babbling. His speech was something along the lines of this.
"BREAK IN?!?!! YOU EXPECT US TO BREAK INTO A SPHERE?!! (Whatever that is, anyway) I DON'T WANT TO DIE!!! THIS IS SO STUPID, YOU--" Sliip never finished his sentence either, because Laaz (a Blaze) fired one of his rods at the Slime. It tore straight through the gelatinous gelatin, and curved back to join Laaz.
Sliip was split in half, so all that really accomplished was making two miniature Slimes appear, which was arguably worse. Laaz decided to talk. "Listen up, *wheeze* Slime. Herobrine is the *wheeze* only person on this forsaken planet who *wheeze* cares about us hostile mobs. So if you *wheeze* don't want him back, then get off the *wheeze* team.*"
*All Blazes are born with asthma, hence the wheezing (it's in-game as well).
The two small Slimes looked at each other and agreed it would be better if they were not hit by a sword again, so they agreed to go through the portal.
"Now," Raqren said, "It is time for us to head through the portal. I will give you your instructions on what to do once we get there, but I must warn you, under all circumstances, you must be as quiet as you can once you step through that portal. That goes double for you, Lt. Creeper and Laaz!" The two nodded.
"You can head through whenever you are ready, but I'm not sure how long the portal will stay open..." With that, Raqren disappeared through the portal. Aero headed shortly after. Femur nuged Wyth, who went through. Femur followed suit. Lt. Creeper and Laaz went through together, followed by the Boahr Tribe (A group of five Zombie Pigmen), Dave Jr. and Sliit and Sliin (the two Slimes) bringing up the rear.
Before they entered, Sliit and Sliin hugged each other, and said in unison, "Geronimooooo!" They too, entered the portal... Right as a human fell through the ceiling.
"All right!" Steve yelled to an empty room. "Which one of you took my diamonds?!"
Steve looked around the room menacingly, baring his Iron Sword that gleamed with a purple light. "Huh? Oh, you're invisible, aren't you? Well, take that!" He swung his sword across him. "And that!" He lunged behind him. "And some of THIS!" He threw his sword outwards, intending to aim for the wall opposite him, but ended up going straight through the portal.
"Whoa..." He said. "What is that thing?" He looked at it interestedly. He decided it wouldn't be a very good idea to stick his hand through there, so he looked around the room. It was huge, made of iron blocks and various stained clays. All the iron he could be used for a lifetime! Steve readied his pickaxe at the thought, but stopped. Something odd was going on here.
Steve saw the cannon, and gaped in awe. It was unlike anything he had ever seen before! It looked like there were End Portal Frames, and wires hanging out of it. He tried mining it, but no luck. Whoever had made this was smart. Steve remembered waking up and feeling slightly off. Then, he noticed the entrance to his real house was open. He went down the staircase and saw his stash of diamonds had been snatched.
He knew it wasn't a griefer; there was no signs of escape, and the only way they could get a teleportation device was if they went to Nodus Inc., but that was locked up now. So that left a mob to do this work, and there was only one mob that could get out without leaving a mark.
An Enderman.
Steve grabbed his secondhand iron armor and tools (still fully enchanted, regardless) and prepared to set off. But, he was about to forget something! Steve whistled. "Creeps! Come on!" The baby Creeper sleeping at the edge of the room suddenly woke up, startled. Steve had acquired this peculiar Creeper from Dynamite Peak, the homeland of the Creepers. It had been a harrowing adventure there, and he almost didn't make it out.
"Creeps, someone's stolen our Diamonds," Steve had said. "I think it was an Enderman. Do you smell Enderman anywhere near here?" Creeps stuck his head out in an odd gesture that was like sniffing the air, which would have been normal if not for the fact that Creeps had no nose. But Creeps was clever, as he could smell where a mob had been. And, in the case of Endermen, sense where they had teleported.
Steve now opened the door of his house, and Creeps bolted out. "Hey, wait now!" Steve said. "Wait for me!" And so the two had made their way here, to this underground iron lab. Creeps hissed excitedly at somethings on another wall. Steve turned around and saw seven blocks in glass jars. One of them was a chest. "Creeps, we've found them!" Steve hollered excitedly. He opened the chest and found all of his diamond gear staring him in the face.
"Alright! Let's not waste any time putting this on!" Steve exchanged his Iron gear for Diamond ones. They fitted perfectly; he had made sure of that, and the sword felt balanced in his hand. Steve looked down at Creeps. "Creeps," he said. The Creeper looked up. "I need you to take my diamonds back to our house. Try and do it quickly. Once you're done, stay there." Steve looked at the portal. "I'm going into there, and I'm sure it'll be dangerous at the other side. So, don't come after me." The Creeper nodded sadly.
Steve looked at the portal and wondered how it would feel once he traveled through it. More importantly, he wondered where it would lead. He ate an Enchanted Golden Apple for luck, and felt his skin turn to what felt like metal, and his blood turned to potion. He felt powerful, so skilled he could overcome anything. He ran at the portal, and instantly melted away into lines of code.
...
When Steve came to, he saw his Iron Sword laying on the ground next to him. He was in some sort of tunnel made of yellowish rock. He had read about it in the ancient texts. What were they called? End Stone? Something like that. Steve stored his Iron Sword away in his inventory and ran across the tunnel. He wasn't expecting what he found at the end.
He saw a perfect sphere. It was hundreds of blocks below him, but he could just barely make out a figure in the middle of it. And it appeared to be... If that was possible... Himself. But there was no way! Unless it was...
Him.
Steve instantly knew what he had to do. He looked downwards and saw a group of Zombie Pigmen. He jumped down, and knew his legs would instantly brace for impact, empowered by the Apple. When he landed, the tallest and brownest pig had only a moment to say, "What the--" before he was sliced in two. A fight was brewing. And little did the rest of the group know it, but almost none of them would come out alive.
It's a little confusing to know who is who when you add so many 'he's'. Other than that, the story is pretty good. I'm looking forward to further chapters.
If you make a animation that would be soooo cool!
oh hi there
I dont own that gif by the way, dont sue me.
Keep going!
i liek it.
And also : http://dragcave.net/user/Carsontheminer and http://dragcave.net/user/ilepie25
can't wait for the next chapter!
EDIT : well, YOU HAVE TO MAKE A SHOW OUT OF THIS ! just give more detail about the mobs in the group ! i mean, only the slime, aero, myth, femur and dave (and the unnamed creeper) have been mentioned, give names and mobs, and well, what about names for chapters ?
herobrine is (i believe) nothing but a little mob that spawns sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo rarley, notch addd him and kept saying that he baiscally can't remove him, also, on the minecon thing logo thingy, you can see herobrine over there !
He is not in the game. Case closed. There was a human mob that could spawn, but he was removed too.
TT2000, you are genius.
Click the egg.