Pereath

Ok guys! *growls in aggravation* I guess you all chose to change Enders name... Well, 2 out of 3 did, who ever voted not to, I LOVE YOU! So now.. It's official, Pereath is now Enders name.

Ender: WHAT?! enerder been my name since.. Well, since you thought me up!

Me: I know, but I do see where they are coming from, I mean, practically every Enderman OC is called Ender, see, Take Wilson,( Another of my Enderman OCs, he wares small reading glasses on his nose, a scarf( refer to the crazy doctor who scarf from the good Ol days.) and usually a very learned look on his face) For Example, he is unique! He has a different name and he looks... Weird..

Wilson:HEY! Excuse me miss bossy, I guess I just won't help you on your survival quest the ..

Me: Wilson.. Ugh, you know I was joking, right?

Wilson: *smirking to himself as his hand comes arou d my waist* of coarse I did, but you don't understand how I've missed you.

Me:*blushing hard* WILSON! Not infront of the readers, please, they don't even know who you are!

Wilson:*Stops as face is three inches from mine, eyes wide* what do you mean they don't know about me?

Me: * giggling nervously* well... I haven't really had time to write anything lately.. Or even start our or Herobrines story..(actually, hero is ready to be posted, but the mobil app won't upload it for me... Srry!)

Wilson:*gives me a blank stare before teleporting away.*

Me: Crap... Well that was my *clears throught*Wilson... Well in our story I am my OC, MissEnderWerks.. Or as some joists es like to say in a very RUDE MANER, MissEnderTwerks... I guess this was ALOT OF ANING... Wow.. Actually, I think I have an idea! Instead of a usual chapter, I think I'm going to stick a preview in here, MEAHAHAHAHAHABAHAHAB!

- Preview to EnderBliss

Well, all was not bliss for me, MissEnderWerks, Or Missy, my nickname. I was five foot eight with black skin like an enderman and long rainbow hair that went down to my buttom. I wore my favorite blue and white stripped sweater, it had a scoop neck and fit nicely on my slender figure, reaching down to my upper thigh. I had real skinny jeans on and my favorite red converse. I wasn't what you would call normal.. Infact I think the other girls think I'm scary... So I tend to have little to no friends because I am to intimidated by them. I currently am climbing a mountain, my pick in hand and my bag on my hip. I was searching for my home.. For I had forgotten a map.. A genius right? I know.. I make myself SO FREAKING PROUD. I slipped, screaming briefly. I was halfway up this mountain.. I could do this.. I. Could. Do. This. I placed my foot and moved up, I repeated the action again, until my hand felt the grass on the top. I could feel the happiness run through me as I lifted my body up. But what happened next felt like it ran in slow motion. My foot slipped on a wet rock and I lost my footing, holding on by my fingers. I screamed, looking down, trying to grab back onto the rack face, failing. I sobbed, I was going to die, splatter to the ground... I felt my fingers start to slip, my pinkie, then ring finger, my middle, and then, my pointer. What felt like a year passed by as I watched the ground get closer to my falling body. Just as I was getting close to five feet off the ground, I was caught by someone... My breathing heaved in my chest. Thes someone was very tall, he had long arms and legs and a very sonny torso. Around his neck was a very goofy scarf, his skin was black. Like mine. Not natural black, no, my skin was the charcoal black that normal girls use as eyeliner. His was the same. I shivered, only one other creature had my skin to e... And I was scared to find out if the man who was holding me was indeed, an Enderman.

Wilson walked, no, he trudged through the woods, his scarf close to touching the ground. He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. He had nothing, his library was destroyed, his home ashes, and the Chancelor was on his honeymoon, not needing his advisor. He was left helpless. He bord into a free, jarring himself for a moment. He stood dazed for a moment before hearing something in the distance. "No! No Not h no!" it was a girl, screaming. He teleported forward, rushing to find out what and who was screaming. He came to the edge of a clearing, it led to the. Base of a mountain. His gaze fall owed the large rock face up, to where a small black dot was, screaming in terror. Alarm rang in his ears, one moment she was there, the next she was on her way down. Without thought had teleported, catching her before she hit the ground. Wilson held a soft grin on his lips. The girl he had saved was the image of perfection. She had his black skin, rainbow hair and the most gorgeous blue eyes. She was Also scared, scared of him. "Are you okay?" he asked. She seemed to calm down at the sound of his voice. Which seemed odd to him. It seemed like years, the time that passed as he waited for her answer."Y-Yes... I am now.." she looked up to him with those large blue eyes. "It would have been a shame... A beautiful thing as yourself turning into a pancake." her dark cheeks turned violet as she blushed. She looked down at her hands, as he was holding her bridal style.."I am not beautiful..." he nearly laughed aloud,"Nonsense! You, my dead lady, are the most exquisite thing I have ever seen." which was true, he had NVER seen someone as gorgeous as her.

- ok! Back to our story!

Pereath felt like he could drop to the floor at any moment, he was so tired. He had help Eveleen bring the supplies in from the cart and put them away, then he even helped with supper a bit. It was after sunset now, and he was slowly falling asleep at the kitchen table. He heard a shuffle and a small giggle come from the stairs. He blinked tiredly and looked over to see Eveleen in her pajamas. A baggy tee shirt and shorts. He could feel his cheeks turn violet." A-Are you going to bed?" he croaked. Yes, he found himself having thoughts he normally would never have, thoughts of intimate moments with her. She giggled again, which only made him blush even more." Yes, I am. But, I see your falling asleep as well..." she said nervously."If you want you can share the bed with me... I don't mind." she did t blush, didn't blink, she must not be thinking the same things he was."No, Eveleen, I don't want to intrude or make you feel uncomfortible." she smiled softly."Pereath... You won't. I promise, I don't want your back to end up injured as well." he sighed as stood."Fine Eveleen... You win." she giggled and went to the steps. He followed her up and to her room. She had made the bed larger. She let him climb in under the covers first, his feet poked out of the sheet at the foot of the bed and his head touched the wall. She giggled as she climbed in next to him. He suppressed all his other feelings and focused on her. He changed to his side, for she was on hers as well. She had bustled into the sheets and closed her eyes. He smiled softly and put his arms around her.

- She nearly gasped when his arms came around her. He pulled her to his chest, then closed his eyes, going to sleep. She sighed softly and relaxed, snuggling up to him. She herself was very tired and could hardly keep her eyes open... 1

- That traitor, he had asked for it now. Herobrine watched as Pereath and Eveleen went upstairs. His dear old friend was going to pay for his actions tonight. He went back to the lava pools and paced, throwing his sword at the wall.. How could he kill the enderman? HOW!?

- Well, there you guys go! I know... That was word, but hey! I was bored and thought you would need something new, since I can't post a new story currently. Oh! I need all of your input for how Herobrine should kill Ender... Er, Pereath. Well at least attempt to kill the Chancelor.