Herobrine paced around his library sipping on his nether wart tea. He hated the taste of the stuff but nothing else grew in the hole he was banished to by Sabastian and his other brother Stevenson after Claudius's betrayal. Herobrine always had a deep admiration and respect for his brother Stevenson. He didn’t know Sabastian all that well and he was not the kind of person who was going to go out of his way to talk to someone. But then there was Claudius. There was a time when Herobrine would leap to Claudius's side at a hint of danger and they would have fought together, even if it were against their kin, but their last escapade had been too much for him. If it hadn't been for Claudius's foxlike character, Herobrine would have gone to Stevenson and Sabastian right away and for the first time would have fought alongside his brothers against Claudius. But instead he went along with Claudius’s …show more content…
“Take care of yourself, Herobrine, I hope we can meet again someday.” Remembering the look of disappointment in Stevenson's eyes just before they went their separate ways made Herobrine slump into his armchair and weep. He had always strived to impress his brother. He had seen how he had created amazing things and Herobrine pressed to make something great too, which is why he always was with Claudius, to make something his brother would be proud of. But instead Claudius just bought out the worse in him. Herobrine still remembered the day that he ran to his brother to show him his newest creation, a creeper. Sabastian looked disgusted when he saw the green creature while Stevenson was kinder but still told Herobrine that it was a bad idea and that he should throw it out. Herobrine was heartbroken when he sadly slumped back to Claudius who took it and put it up on his shelf for safe keeping and told Herobrine that he loved