I ran away, trying to put as much distance as possible between me and that group. I had to get back to the castle, and quickly. I had been away for the whole day, Entity was bound to get suspicious if he didn't see me at all. And if he suspected that I had been talking to that group, he would kill me.

I stumbled as that thought invaded my head. Why did I think that? You don't kill your friends, you kill your enemies. I was Entity's friend, he wouldn't kill me.

Or was I his enemy? That girl, Riley, she told me that he had tried to hurt me, that he had tried to kill me. And one of the boys said the same thing, the first time I saw them. My memories said that I was his friend, that I had helped him and that he definitely hadn't tried to kill me. So why did something scream inside that I was wrong?

I have to figure things out for myself. Entity says that that group is trying to hurt me, trying to tear us apart. If we're friends, then I can't let that happen. I have to ignore them. But if they were telling the truth... I couldn't let Entity know where I had been. I couldn't let him know of my doubts. Not until I was certain.

I reached Entity's castle and I climbed into my room through my window, my feet silently landing on the carpet. I closed my window and quickly climbed into my bed, rolling the sheets around me and facing the wall, away from the door. I took deep breaths, steadying my breathing. Barely five minutes after I had jumped into my bed, I heard my door creak open. I forced my shoulders to relax and my breathing to be slow and even. I squinted my eyes so that they wouldn't betray me and waited. After what seemed like an age, my door creaked back and clicked. My eyes flickered open, but the several minutes of deep breathing had made me sleepy and I drifted off before I could stop myself.

The next day, I was back at the group, watching them as they walked. They were heading right for Entity's castle, continually checking a map thing that the Riley girl had. I still wasn't sure about her. There was something about her.... I don't know. I don't know why I stopped that zombie from killing her last night. I don't know why I hugged her, calmed her down. And I really don't know why that white line leads me straight to her. But I do know that she is important. I just wish I knew why. As I followed the group, memories flashed into my mind. And although I still couldn't hear the names, I could clearly see them.

I opened the door to the kitchen/dining room and saw the group sitting around the table, eating pancakes. *@( had introduced them to me when he first came, and (Although I would never admit it) they were my new favourite food. I grinned as I saw a plate with pancakes resting on the kitchen bench.

"You made pancakes for me? Awesome!" I brought my plate over and sat with the group. We ate in silence, but it was a friendly silence, I guess. The pancakes were still amazing.

"I didn't know you could cook so well *$@," the girl, Riley, commented.

The boy with the amulet grinned. "I'm offended Riley. I learned the art of cooking from an ancient recipe that has been handed down through my family for generations."

"Really?"

"No."

We all laughed, even me. Even though these people weren't from my world, and wouldn't even be here for long (If everything went well), I considered them my-

The memory abruptly cut off, leaving me wondering what I was about to think and with several questions. What did I mean 'weren't from my world'? If they're from another world, how did they come here? I watched the Riley girl, the one person who's name I knew, and I remembered something else.

"Are you flying?" she asked incredulously, pointing to my feet. I looked down. I was hovering 5 centimeters above the ground, but I couldn't tell what the problem was.

"I'm hovering. It wasn't against the rules," I said.

"That's because normal people can't fly!"

"So I'm not allowed to hover?"

"No!"

I sighed and put my feet on the ground. "Seriously, these rules are biased towards hovering," I joked.

But not all of the memories that surfaced were of the group.

"That's it, you're getting it!"

I watched as Entity threw more fireballs into the targets I had set up on the other side of the room. Each one hit, some a bullseye, most hitting the middle rings. He fired one last one and it hit the side of a target, making it lean drunkenly on its post. He grinned at me, obviously pleased.

"A few more days, and you'll be able to take on the Wither and not die a horrible death!" I said, grinning.

Entity rolled his eyes. "Haha, very funny Herobrine." The corners of his mouth twitched up slightly. I winked at him.

"Come on, let's grab food. I'm hungry."

"You didn't even do anything!"

"Hey, watching other people work is very hungry business," I argued back.

I blinked my eyes back into focus, quickly stepping back as one of the group separated again, doing another scout. His camouflage armour blended in perfectly with the trees and grass, and I lost sight of him several times as he scouted. About 10 minutes later, he joined back up with his friends.

Someone was in the room again. I stiffened as I felt the door open and someone step in. More footsteps went into the room and I frowned. This couldn't be good. There were things in that room that would tell them the truth, would expose my secret. I hadn't told them the truth about my past with *@(%#, mainly because I was embarrassed about it myself. I should have seen something sooner, should have stopped him earlier. Then we wouldn't be in this mess. I climbed up the stairs to where they had left the door open. I leaned on the door post and crossed my arms over my chest. They were huddled around one of the pictures of me and @*%(@. The one where we were still friends.

"What does this mean?" the boy with the checkered jumper asked.

"It means that Herobrine hasn't been telling us the truth," Riley told him

I spoke up. "And I told you not to come up here again Riley."

I shuddered as that memory ended. The feelings I had had rushed back to me at the same time. Anger, annoyance, and a bit of fear. Fear of being left alone. I.... needed something from them. Or... I don't know. I looked at the boy in the lead of the group, the one with the checkered jumper. Another memory flashed through my head.

"I don't want to beat up dummys any more. It's getting boring," he said in a whiny voice.

"Well, what do you want to do @*%)?" I asked him.

"I want to train against someone who will fight back."

I hid a grin. I knew what he was getting at, but I wanted him to say it for himself. "The others are not up to your skill level, so it's kind of pointless."

"I wasn't talking about training with them." His voice had a challenge in it.

I let the grin free. "You think you can face me in a fight?"

The next memory came as soon as that one had ended.

Entity was good. Very good. His strikes were quick, strong and he never moved more than he needed to. Just like I had trained him. He aimed a trust for my chest and I side-stepped, flicking his sword harmlessly away. I feinted for his leg but quickly swung back up, my sword going for his neck. I stopped it barely a centimetre from his skin and he jumped away, backing up several paces.

"You gotta watch out for the feints," I reminded him. "Don't commit completely until it's too late for them to stop."

"I know, I know," Entity said, wiping his forehead with his left hand. "There's just so much I'm trying to keep track of in my head."

"Keep practicing. It gets easier with time."

"I guess. But-"

A laugh from the boy with the amulet jerked me out of the memory. I glared at him, angry that he had inadvertently stopped my memory.

"Okay, so we need to face %(@_% and Null in less than a week," I said, looking at the group standing in front of me.

"6 days to be exact," the boy with the amulet corrected.

"@*%?"

"Yeah?"

"Shut up."

"Okay."

I grinned before rising from my kneeling position and leaving. I ran back to Entity's castle, thinking over what I had remembered. I knew the group well, well enough to have several memories with them. But they were conflicting. Some were happy, but others were... not. That one where they were in the room, where I had told Riley not to go. Why didn't she listen to me? And the boy with the checkered jumper, what happened when we fought? Did he try to kill me? But both of the memories I had with Entity were happy, or at least, were friendly. I shook my head. It was too complicated. It felt like I was trying to make a 1000 piece jigsaw puzzle, but I only had 50 of the pieces.

When I reached Entity's castle, I dumped my sword in my room. I had taken it with me, just in case Entity was right. And I didn't leave it here in case he was wrong. I walked through the castle, trying to find Entity. I wanted to talk to him, to try and find more clues to the what the truth was. I heard a raised voice coming from the west wing. It sounded like Entity, which is obvious, since we were the only ones in the castle. I silently ran towards it, pausing outside the door, listening to him.

"-MEAN YOU FAILED?! YOU DON'T FAIL! I TOLD YOU TO KILL 5 BARELY ARMED HUMANS AND YOU TELL ME YOU FAILED?!" I winced at the tone of Entity's voice. It was harsh, cruel, not the voice of the Entity I knew. "I DON'T TOLERATE FAILURE, ESPECIALLY FROM YOU!"

I peeked into the room. Entity standing in front of the red-eyed mobs, the same mobs that had attacked the group. That had attacked Riley. I watched as Entity summon his black sword. What happened next happened in slow motion. I saw what was happening but I couldn't move, couldn't stop it. Entity thrust the sword forward into the chest of the nearest skeleton, twisting it. The skeleton's red eyes went blank and it crumpled to the ground. Entity took out his sword and sliced the head off the zombie beside it. The body collapsed to the floor while the head went rolling. I pulled my head back, a sick feeling in my stomach: Not from the killings, but from Entity's reaction. I heard Entity's voice speak again, his voice filled with anger. My chest filled with dread as I heard his words.

"Find them. Kill them. Come back only when they are dead, or I'll kill all of you where you stand."

Okay guys, question!

For a fight scene, would you rather have it in 1st person or 3rd person?