Free Herobrine's Message by Sean Fay Wolfe Page B

that the Noctem soldier hadn’t seen him or, if they had, they would assume that he was just a squid, poking up above the water as they occasionally do.
    Leonidas allowed himself to sink down to the seabed. Thankfully, it was shallow here, a mere ten blocks or so below the surface. Leonidas crouched down on the clay basin of the ocean, ready to launch himself upward. Leonidas reached into his inventory and drew out his iron sword. In this situation, he figured that it would be a better choice than his bow.
    Leonidas stood absolutely silent, watching the boat,silhouetted against the moonlit surface, come closer and closer to where he was. Then, just as the boat was above him, Leonidas kicked off the clay blocks, rocketing upward toward the surface, sword outstretched in his hand. Leonidas broke the surface of the ocean and felt himself launched into the air. The player in the boat had hardly comprehended what was happening before Leonidas’s sword had struck him across the black leather chestplate, cutting it open and sending the player tumbling out of the boat and into the water.
    Leonidas fell back down into the ocean with a splash and saw the player haphazardly trying to gain his bearings and figure out what was going on. Leonidas let out a breath that turned into a swarm of bubbles, realizing that he should probably kill this player. As much as he wanted to abstain from killing, he knew that leaving this Noctem soldier alive was far more dangerous than it was worth.
    Leonidas returned his sword to his inventory and drew out his bow and an arrow along with it, taking aim at the player. By now, the player had gained his bearings and was staring back at Leonidas, glowing diamond sword in hand. Leonidas saw that underneath the ripped tunic, a turquoise shirt was visible, and the player’s face was pale and shocked. However, only when Leonidas looked the player in the eyes did he come to the realization of who he had just attacked. The eyes, which held the same type of gleam that was uniqueto every player, were horribly familiar. . . . They were the eyes of Stan2012.
    Leonidas couldn’t comprehend what had just happened. This Noctem soldier he had just attacked . . . was President Stan? How was that possible? Stan had escaped? He was on his way home? And Leonidas had just attacked him?
    Oh, no, thought Leonidas, his mind refusing to accept what had just happened. What did I just do?
    Leonidas didn’t have too much time to think about it though. He instinctively raised his bow in a feeble block as Stan sent an axe blow directly at Leonidas’s head, sending them both careening away from each other. Leonidas was totally stuck. He knew that he couldn’t fight back against Stan, and he also knew that Stan wouldn’t be particularly keen on listening to his explanations, not that they could even speak in this underwater environment.
    Leonidas felt a dull blow to his stomach as Stan’s sword connected with his black leather chestplate. Leonidas had been thinking so hard about how to avoid fighting Stan that he had forgotten that, eventually, Stan was going to counterattack. As Leonidas sunk down to the ocean floor, he noticed a trench right beside him. Desperately, he swam downward into it, well aware that Stan was following him in hot pursuit.
    As Leonidas plunged deeper and deeper into the trench, he found it near impossible to see. That was the least of hisworries, however; his oxygen supply had nearly run out. Leonidas aimed a punch forward, and, by some miracle, his hand struck dirt. As fast as he could, Leonidas threw punch after punch at the wall, hoping to create a tiny safe haven to utilize. Just as his breath was about to give out, Leonidas punched away the second dirt block, creating a small compartment just large enough to stand in, which Leonidas quickly dived into.
    Leonidas took a deep breath and felt the air rush back into his head, his bearings quickly returning to his body. Thanking