Enderman

by Writingreadingbeing

This is a story of a young enderman, forced to venture out of the safety of his home when a mysterious figure slays the enderdragon and steels the egg. What will he find in the odd world full of color? What possible adventure and friendships might he find? read and find out!

2. Chapter 2 Little brother

As time passed, Endermen eventually broke through the walls they built around themselves. Venturing to the world of colors, but only at night and never would they interact with the things that caused them so much havoc. Except one, a younger more naive enderman.

This enderman; too young to have a name always found himself in front of his brave brothers appearing back from the world of color. He would run straight to the leader of the group, he would look up at him "What is it like seeing color, Brother?" He would ask "Color, is something no one can describe. As i tell you every time, Little brother." The enderman frowned "Why don't you bring something back? so i can see?" The older Enderman shook his head. "Little brother…." He hesitated "There is much you can not understand, but if you are willing, i shall show you something long lost to the enderman." He told the young enderman.

"I am willing," He said nodding his head. The older enderman lead the younger away from the large gathering and to a remote corner. The older enderman lifted a block moving it away, exposing a large hole. The enderman disappeared into it the younger following closely behind. "Little brother, close your eyes" The older told him "But…" the older shhhed him "You have to trust me." He said simply, slightly moving the enderman around. The older sighed "ok open them."

The enderman slowly opened his eyes, he gasped as his eyes met the breathtaking blocks. Colorers he had never seen before littered the small cavern "Brother….." He said as he stood in the entrance of the cave, The older laughed "You are the first one of your generation to see this." The enderman reached out an arm, aching to touch the unknowns things, "This is my collection, nearly complete. I have neatherrarch, gold, dirt, everything except one."

The enderman looked up at his older brother. "Which one?" he asked thinking that his collection was nothing short of complete. "The most beautiful block any enderman has seen, Diamond." He told him aw evident in his voice. "Diamond?" the young enderman repeated. The older nodded his head, moved like he was going to say something. When a screech filled the air.