"Actually… churros taste good with mayonnaise and tapatio hot sauce."
Wait, do they?
Bad choice of words.
The only thing Ryan could think about next was running away; running real fast from the black figure staring at him from the depths of the night's darkness. But bad thing was, on the third step of his run he bumped into another black figure, which was the same Enderman from before. As Ryan gazed up to the glowing violet eyes of the Enderman, it buried a fist into Ryan's stomach, sending him flying two meters back to the moist grass behind him.
Now Ryan was soaking in his own sweat. The Enderman's gaze pulsed into his ears- No; that was his own heart beat, loud enough to be the other thing than the screeches of the tall black figure to ring in his head. He could only stare when it lifted its hand for another hard swing towards Ryan's face. Ryan knew he needed to run, faster than he ever had run before.
But every time he ran three steps away from the Ender, it always had Ryan threw back two meters again.
Ryan's heart felt like it was going to break his ribcage, it was already broken anyway. His saliva mixed with blood drooled out from the edges of his bleeding lips, he was probably going to die, and he was sure enough that this would be the end. He wished he took the offer from Haryo. He wished he could just go back in time and go play with his friends for the last time if this was the last thing he would ever experience, if he were going to die today.
What the hell is all of this?! What did I do wrong? What did I do to deserve this? The air he inhaled was jammed in his throat for every question reappearing in his head; he couldn't breathe. His eyes couldn't see clearly anymore, maybe because of the tears that were already flowing down his cheeks. How am I supposed to get away from this fucking thing if he takes me down every three steps?
Huh,
Three steps!
This time he knew what to do. The fragments of soil on his feet scattered as his right foot kicked off from the ground. With all the strength he had left he quickly turned his body on the third step of his run. His calculations were correct, the Enderman stopped where he was supposed to, and missed. His plans succeeded this time. Unfortunately this Ender guy was smart. After three times repeating the same patterns; the Enderman had already caught up behind Ryan. It placed its arms around Ryan's neck, lifting him over the Enderman's head, slamming him 180 degrees back from where he was heading.
It was on rampage; the Enderman's claws dug deep into Ryan's skin, slowly pulling his long fingers across Ryan's chest as it screeched, a screech that seemed like a playful laugh if misheard.
"AAAAHHHH!" No please stop! Please stop! Someone help! No, no one is coming. No one is going to come and save you, Ryan. Who would bother to save someone who won't save himself?
BLANGK!
The Enderman's eyes flashed in purple as an axe perfectly penetrated the back of the Ender's skull. It screeched, but this time it felt more like pain than the screech before. It felt like that the Ender knew it was heading right to the hallway of death.
"Alexander Alexander Alexander is right on time! Ain't I, Ryan?" Haryo kicked the Ender right between the legs, sending him over Ryan. Below the shinning moon the Ender switched glances with the heavily wounded boy. "This one's purple-eyed… we got him!"
Streams of arrows passed above Ryan, thrusting deep inside the body of the Ender. It wasn't coming from Haryo though, behind him Ryan could see other people coming his way, but he couldn't focus. His eyes were blurry and the last thing he could listen to was:
"Hey, welcome to Minecraft.
Oh, I remember, you like avocado juice! I brought some if you want!"
A/N:
You know, a review or two would be nice... myb, i dnt knw