Across The land creatures of all sorts roamed. The setting of the sun warned the residents to seek shelter before the creatures of the night, each deadly in their own way, come out. the worst, according to the villagers, was the Creeper.
"Though they look like us do not be deceived, they are a sickly green and have black soulless eyes. If they see you they will follow you, and when they get close enough….BOOM!"
The little children screamed from the sudden noise that came from the village elder.
"That is why I do not you outside after dark." She saw the terrified looks on the childrens' faces.
"But do not worry, they do not like bright lights so they will not come near the village."
Unbeknownst to her a small figure was slowly moving towards the village.
Behind an oak tree was a young man clad in green and brown speckled clothes. On closer inspection though one would notice the green hued skin, the unkempt strands of green hair, and the black eyes of a Creeper. He is not looking for a victim, he is observing. His kind are a curious sort; they find the villagers fascinating, they were so alike to them yet not. He moved closer despite the danger. The guards made their rounds, unaware of the Creeper that was close by. He watched the villagers get ready to retire for the night; he is content to watch from afar, not daring to get closer. He has seen others of his kind who were caught observing and in panic they detonated. He could only imagine how it felt, to be there one second and the next just gone. Did it hurt? Or was it so quick that there was no time for pain? He was so enthralled by his thoughts that he did not notice he had walked closer to the village until…
"CREEPER!" A guard yelled.
The young man whipped his head towards the noise and saw guards advance towards him. He fought the panic that was slowly filling him; he did not want to detonate here, what if he hurt someone? Instead he ran as fast as his kind could go. Even though he was moving away from the village the guards followed him, they wanted to make sure he did not come near the village again. He kept running even as his legs started to feel like led. He soon found himself faced with a steep hill, turning to find another route of escape he found that the guards had caught up to him. The torches they held showed the fear in their eyes and the swords in their hands.
He was trapped and the panic returned. He didn't want to be killed death by sword or explosion sounded awful. He needed an out...NOW! This feeling of fear and hopelessness swelled within him, his heart beat faster than it ever had before. Then all at once a sharp pain went through his heart and it started to convulse. The pain was so great, he felt like he could not breath; the only noises he could make were small 'tssss' sounds. Then, with one final sharp feeling in his heart, he knew, he was going to die. His vision gave way to a bright white light that soon became black and purple.
He did not hear a loud bang like he had when others detonated, rather a strange whizzing noise followed by the feeling of his stomach being lurched forward.. A soft breeze wisked through his hair. After taking time to steady his breathing and calm down he found that he could open his eyes. He saw that he was deep in the forest, when he tried to find out how he got there his eyes stopped on a tall figure clad in a black hoodie and pants.