The Chosen Enderboy (First Book)

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Techno POV

It was the second day and we had just woken up to plan. We now knew where Ranboo was, we just had to get to him. We have an idea of a distraction but they might not all come.

We are both deep in thought, voicing them every so often, when there was a loud crash and as we turned toward the mansion we saw Ranboo hovering there. Purple mist surrounded him and his once red and green eyes were now glowing purple.

We stood there frozen for a second, watching as Ranboo began to drift downward. We finally moved when we saw the Dream Team running toward the confused Ranboo.

"Ranboo behind!" Phil yelled from beside me. The boy turned to us then behind him, then with wide eyes he sprinted toward us. He made it but just barely.

"Hand him over Phil." I gave him a glare and was about to speak but Phil beat me to it. "No fucking way are we doing that." That's when all hell broke loose. We fought.

Ranboo POV

Once we had gotten home and went off to bed, this time with the house locked down, I began to think. Everything was confusing. I was supposed to fight some evil. Even with these powers I'm so weak, how could I defeat that dreamon guy. I was going to let everyone down.

My eyes were getting droopy so I let myself drift off to sleep.

Time Skip

-----The next day-----

I woke up early the next morning. I hadn't really been that tired. I looked at the clock and saw that it was 5 in the morning. I glanced through my book and found that everyone else would get up in an hour, apart from Tommy who would wake up in 2. 

I got dressed and headed down stairs with my book as usual. The sun wasn't up yet so the only light was the soft glow of the lanterns. I walked over to the window before staring out it. The snow littered ground was beautiful in the dark sky and same with the spruce trees. The window itself had frost over it giving it a nice little detail. 

It seemed so peaceful and calm out there but I knew there would be storms every so often, which took away from the peaceful feeling. 

I moved away from the window and headed for the fireplace. It was a little chilly. I sat down in front of it and just stared at it like I had out the window. The flames were warm and beautiful and for a second I wanted to jump into it and let it wrap around me. Of course I knew better and didn't. 

As I stared I began to see things. I saw a dragon flying, then I saw my family. I also saw me last, I was just standing there almost looking sad. Then it seemed as if I was floating up to the sky and some star things were sucked into me. I was horror stricken. What was going on? How was I even seeing this in flames?

Then as the flame me opened his mouth in a screaming sort of way a real one filled my ears. It was loud and piercing, sounding more like an endermans screech. I griped my head, it was loud and it was enforcing a headache on me. 

I wanted to scream but I would wake the others. At this moment though does that really matter? I opened my mouth tempted to scream, the pain was unbearable and I was already hunched over clutching my head. 

Before I could cream though I heard heavy footsteps. Two to be precise. "Ranboo? You ok?" It was Phil and I guessed Techno. I was about to tell them I was hearing screams but  suddenly it stopped. It just stopped, all together leavening nothing, not even a lingering feeling or pain. It was simply just gone. 

"I-I'm fine." I stood up as I said this letting my hands fall to my side. I sat on the couch before remembering the flames. I wiped my head toward the fire place but as I gazed appon it I could see it was normal again. It was as if the whole thing was in my head. Was it though? 

Phil and Techno, though still worried, were headed off to the kitchen so I followed. I was hungry and I was sure Phil would cook up something.

Time Skip

-----Just before bed-----

I thought back on the day. I felt like I was out of place the whole time, like I didn't belong. In truth I didn't. I knew I would never fit in. I knew if I stayed here I would only make things worse for this family. They seemed so happy and joyful and I know something as small as me won't bother them. At least not for a while.

So after another hour of thinking I made my decision. I wrote down a little note and placed it on my bedside table before teleporting to the forest nearby.

I didn't want to make their lives hard. I would only bring problems to their lives. Running away was the best thing to do.

Even though I told myself I was doing this for them I knew deep down I had a selfish reason. I was really doing this for me. I was running from the person I was supposed to be, from being a hero. I was running from something I feared I wasn't good enough to be.

So with no place in mind I walked forward letting my gut feeling lead me. I don't know why but instead of pulling out the compass I had I decided to just follow the way my legs directed. Forward, into the unknown.

The whole night I didn't stop, I just walked. Thinking back on my life and on how they would think of me when they awoke. The sun rose and I kept walking oblivious to the direction or to the fact that I even was walking. My mind was somewhere else while my legs were burning to move to go to a special place.

I didn't know where but I knew my legs did. I didn't really have anywhere else to go anyway so why not let my legs choose.