Little by little {Hybrid Benchtrio au}

1- Burning in the cold..

(3rd Person)
The tall disfigured boy stood on the clear piece of gravel as he stared at the glistening white powder that painted the roads.

The young boy had the feet and hands of an enderman, painted with a pale skin color. He had two protruding horns that stuck out of the top of his head. He had a long skinny reptilian tail that swayed back and forth and large wings that sat flat against his back. He had sharp teeth and strawberry-blond hair. he had pointed ears and the pupils of a goat. the only thing that contrasted with his pale color palette was his bright blue ocean eyes. His frame was skinny and his cheeks were slightly sunken in, with dark circles under his eyes.
He looked Sickly.

The boy was getting his first time outside in 12 years and he was on alert, jumping to every little sound. The boy decided that he should try and look around, stepping in the soft white substance, only to regret it. He hissed in pain as his foot burned in the now-flattened area. He stood back on his clear area and contemplated what he should do.

Then, as if he had forgotten they were there, he unfolded his wings and spread them out evenly. He then took off with a harsh thrust of his wings, gliding through the sky. He didn't know or care where he was going, he was just enjoying the cool, fresh breeze.

He didn't know why they were letting him out for the day, but he figured it was because his birthday was coming up. This was the first time they had done anything other than give him a present, but he wasn't complaining.

He watched as the burning white substance carried on for miles, until he came to a black wall-looking thing. The hybrid cocked his head sideways in interest as he glided down to the mesmerizing purple-black item. It gave off a soft hum.

He landed on the clear ground softly, stepping closer to the enchanting wall. It seemed the wall kept the painful substance away, the boy thought. There was no more poison land. He brought his pale and brittle hand up to the welcoming wall, feeling a sense of comfort. What he didn't notice was the pairs of eyes that stared at him.

He jumped to the feeling of a hand being placed on his shoulder, whipping around to be met with a brunette with soft brown eyes.

"No need to be afraid, I'm Wilbur." the brunette said, giving a gentle smile. "I just wanted to know what you were doing.?"

The hybrid looked around as he saw more people coming his way. The young male pointed to the wall and said "Pretty"
He knew how to speak but it didn't come to his head naturally like others, he had to actually think about it.

The brunette looked over at the Obsidian wall and smiled, "You like obsidian?"

The strawberry-blonde nodded his head slowly, before being pulled along by the brunette.
"Let me show you something then."

The tall brunette pulled the boy along behind him, passing shops and small houses. The chimera had heard of shops before, overhearing some if his doctors talking about it, but he didn't know exactly what they were or what they were for.

The tall man pulled the younger one along until they came to a stop at a small house. The older man pushed the doors open to be greeted with a flowery smell.
"Hey Phil!"
An older looking man walked into view with a cheery smile spread across his face. The man named "phil" gave an amused look of annoyance.
"Wil, what do you want this time.. I know you only come here for things.."
The brunette named "Wilbur" chuckled softly,
"I came here not to get something, but to show something."

Phil gave a confused expression until his eyes landed on the chimera, causing the young boy to shift in discomfort. "Who's this now?" He asked, turning his attention back to Wilbur.

"He flew inside our walls and was infatuated with the obsidian. I thought we could show him some other things. He seems naive, like he knows nothing of the world around him.." The taller man stated.

Phil nodded, understandingly. "I see. And where did he come from?"
The brunette shook his head, " I don't know."

The younger boy stood in discomfort as the other talked about him like he wasn't there.
"Poison powder." the chimera chimed in.

The older both looked back at him, "What?" they said in unison.

The strawberry-blond shifted, suddenly embarrassed about his poor speaking skills.
"I-I live.. by the poison powder.." He stumbled out, trying to think of words fast enough to say them.

The elder of the three stepped closer to the younger, circling him. The chimera stood straight, hoping to not look puny. The elder looked at his features and concluded that the boy was probably talking about snow with his dominant enderman features.

He looked to Wilbur and glided over to a greenish looking box. It had an ender eye sitting on the front. The chimera watched in awe while the man reached into a seemingly bottomless chest, pulling out a different looking purple rock. As soon as he set it down, though it made no sound for the older two, for the chimera, he trembled putting his brittle hands over his ears and fell to the floor. He try tremendously to block out the screeching sounds of the wailing rock.
"Put it back!" He shouted.

Confused, the older two put it back into the chest. The boy stayed on the floor as he tried to regain composure. For he had never heard such pain and agony.
It was saddening.

Hey guys!! This is my first Mcyt story. :) Its an storyline I came up with because there were no experiment au on Wattpad . I really hope you enjoy! :) I'll try and update often.