Chapter 2: Captured
I laid snug in bed looking into the darkness that loomed in front and all around him. I am honestly a bit upset that Midnight and I were punished for our boredom. It have been giving me a weird, sick, bubbling feeling at the pit of my stomach. I listen to the silent and steady breaths of my sister in the bed a couple of blocks away from him. I can't sleep. One part being my natural instinct to walk in the night, another being that Midnight and I were sent to bed early, the sad feeling my stomach, and the fact that it was almost always the same time in the End.
I shut my eyes hoping to fall asleep so that I could get the time out of the way and eat breakfast once what they called morning comes. After minutes upon minutes of tossing and turning, attempting to get comfortable, I open my eyes. The sight I see this time is slightly different. In the dark there's a silhouette of a figure. It doesn't really look like all of the Enders that I'm used to. It has much broader shoulders and is much shorter than what I'm used to.
Perhaps I'm having a dream or a nightmare... It seems more like a nightmare to me since it's scary and ominous. I slightly whimper at the sight as I pinch my arm to wake myself up. I blink the blurriness out of my eyes and light my night vision come in place. My heart hammers in my chest. It's one of the humans that I was taught about when I learned about the over world.
His skin is like mine but definitely not as light and pale. His skin looks like it's been exposed to lots of caldron or furnace fire because it looks slightly like dried and cracked leather. It has small lines spiderwebbing across his arms, under the dark brown hair that his arm supports. He looks hair all over and technically a guy you don't want to mess with. He has a wool mask on keeping me from seeing most of his face and hair. I'm shuddering underneath the covers.
Small peeps and speaks are forcing themselves somewhat painfully out of my lungs, as if they want to be free since I'm trying so hard to keep them in. I feel like my heart is going to explode from all of the adrenaline and blood that's rushing through it rapidly trying to find a place to escape. I lock eyes with the man and notice that they are a strange shade of ocean blue. It doesn't take a potions expert to see that he's taken a night vision potion. He slowly advances once he locks his eyes on to mine. I can hear his thick, heavy work boots thumping with a dull sound on to the wooded floor.
I can basically smell his breath even though he's still three blocks away from my bed. I desperately want to teleport to Ender and tell him about the scary man, but my fear has locked me in place and I'm afraid that he might hurt Midnight who still seems to be deep, deep asleep, not even knowing about the imposter in our bedroom. I feel so afraid that I might pass out right in my bed ,but, I'm not going to do that. I'm an Ender God who shouldn't be afraid of what Ender refers to as measly mortals. I'm not quite sure what measly means but it sounds right coming from a dragon and it makes them sound less threatening. I close my eyes tight and I hope to Enders egg that it's all a terrible dream and when I wake up it will be to the smell of pancakes, or muffins. I really like muffins and pancakes. They're really good...
I count in my head. I can hear his thick breathing. It's right above me and I try my best not to whimper again, and start to cry. Why doesn't he just go back to what I heard was called the overworld? I heard and read that it's far more interesting than the end with its cities, countless biomes and adventures, why would he come here to the End!? It's like I'm being electrocuted by lightning, not that I would know what that feels like. His hand clamps over my mouth and I screech in Ender rage and fear.
Midnight wakes up almost immediately. I hear her starting to scream and scramble out of bed but it's abruptly cut off by a shrill shriek and a dull thump followed by weird rough chatter that I don't understand. I think they're speaking in their own language. I'm about to leap out of bed to help me sister when a cloth is forced around my mouth. It's one of the most terrible feelings I've ever witnessed. I can't breathe.
I let out a muffled scream as I feel hot tears run down my face. The smell had forced its way into my lungs. It's sickening sweetness makes my vision sway back and forth. My hands drop weakly to my sides from my face trying to get the cloth off. I hear more of their weird language until my vision fades into a deep dark color....
I wake up from my sickened slumber with a small groan. My head feels like someone hit me as hard as the could with a skillet and it immediately turned into goop. I could barley process what was even happening around me. The air was cold but in a much different way than the end. It seemed to move over my arms and legs and ruffle the pajamas I was wearing. Wait!!
The End! Where am I?! I thrash around. The only thing I can see are stitches and tan on my face. They had put a bag over my head to prevent me from seeing where I was. I was forced up against what felt like a wooden pole.
My arms were bound tightly to it preventing me from having my hands free. I felt around and touched what felt like another clammy, small hand. I tried to guess what I was sitting on, but despite the weird moving air, where my head was felt like the nether. It was hot as heck and I couldn't breathe once again. I gasped and cried, hot tears once again streaming down my face. I desperately tried to stop them but I couldn't. They just kept on falling and falling.
I think my sister eventually began to cry too because I heard a soft hiccuping sound coming from the other side of the thing we were tied to. Through the tears, sweat, and scariness we were witnessing I felt around on what felt cool and pokey until our hands met. I squeezed her hand and she squeezed mine back. Even though I was terrified I knew she was there with me and that slightly calmed me down. Ender would send people to find us. They have to of heard something and noticed that we are missing.... Right?...
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