Authors notes: I have gotten this idea form reading Herobrine and the Endermen. I thought it was a great story and have asked if I could do it from the Endermen's point of view. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy it and please review!
I wandered. Like I have done for years. Our race, the Endermen, can live for hundreds of years. We are immortal. That is, as long as we don't get hurt. We can't get sick, we can't die from blood infections, but we can die from the sun, the water, falling, and the like. Now that I mention it, a lot of things can kill us, just not of old age. I walked along the grass, looking at the forest and the green trees around me. They were short, by tall enough for us to walk under. The trunks were a light brown color, although a few of them were white. The leaves on top of the brown trees were a lighter shade of green than the ones on top of the white ones. Some of them were missing part of their trunk, but that's because some of us picked them up when we first saw them. Under a few of the trees were some nightwalkers running away from us. One of them was lying on the ground. Dead. It had made the mistake of looking at us directly. I looked behind me to see a group of fellow Endermen roaming around, as I have been doing. That's all we ever do. One of them picked up a bit of dirt and was looking at it. It's eyes focused on the grass on top of it. I turned and walked over to a tree and replaced the trunk I was holding. Trees. Even being here for 147 years I have never gotten used to them, the texture of the tree was a rough feeling, something I was also never used to. The leaves, those were a flat, bendable item. I thought to myself, 'I am not used to this. I want to go home.' After a few moments of standing there, admiring the tree. I heard a rustling sound behind me. I didn't care; it was probably another Endermen picking up some leaves as well. Then suddenly a feeling of emptiness washed over me. Someone had looked at me! I turned, my mouth agape, to see a skeleton on a spiders back. The skeleton stared at me. I stared back. As I could tell, the spider hadn't looked at me. Its eyes were elsewhere, looking at another bit of Endermen standing by a river. They had not known of the danger that we posed if they looked at us. The Spider called out "Hey I have never seen your kind before! In Which case, I would like to welcome you to the world of Minecraftia!" the other nightwalkers had slowly come back. They knew what was going to happen. The have see what we did to the one on the ground. This pair hadn't. The spider called out again, "Hello? Are you guys all right? It is custom to welcome new creatures here!" at witch point the other nightwalkers backed up again. Making sure not to look at us. The pair sighed and turned. Big mistake. I rushed the skeleton, which heard the sound turned. Only to get my fists, with the combined momentum of me sprinting and swinging, slammed into its face. The skeleton hung on to the spider. Barely. I began to pummel it with my fists. The skeleton started shooting arrows at me and the other four of my kind that were rushing it. The spider began to climb a tree with the skeleton still shooting. I jumped up and ripped the skeleton off the spiders back, slamming it to the ground. Before I manage to rip off its head it had shot and killed of my kind, the spider had tackled and killed the other. After ripping the skeletons head off the feeling of emptiness had receded and my bloodlust had passed. The deed was done. I stood up and saw the spider fleeing, badly injured after the battle. It was trailing blood, and as I could tell, a leg was broken. It didn't look back. A smart move, a very smart move. I didn't chase it. I far as it could tell, we had attacked it for no reason. It had a reason to fight for its life, as we do.
Im fixing the author notes cuz it made it seem im not continuing it. I AM. Chapter 2 is when the meet Herobrine. BTW I have to copy and paste some duality from wandergirl108's story. I'm going to change it a bit though. I do like the one line whispere. But I feel it's a bit to vague. Anyway I will make it from the POV of this one Enderman through the whole story. PEACE
-World3nder. In the end, nobody remains a virgin. Life screws us all.