Ranboo - The Second Born Ender Prince

Trial run

Hello there! As this is my first ever story, I figured a trial run would be the best way to start. Basically, I will post a section of the beginning part of the story. If anyone reads this, please comment and let me know if you would like more! On with the story, have a good read!

Day 1:

Ranboo blinked, tired and disgruntled. Waking, they sat up from his bed, and looked around at the empty tent around him. In an instant everything came rushing back. The shouting, the crying, and the vwoop of a teleportation. Last night, everything went wrong. Tubbo, the one he thought he could trust above all, had betrayed them. After all they had been through... Stop, he needed to stop. Thinking about it would only make the situation worse. Getting up he looked around at his new home. Planes stretched on and on and on, as far as the eye could see. The only sign of Ranboo's presence was the small tent that wasn't even big enough for them to stand up in.

Walking out the tent they rifled through his inventory pockets, pulling out a...wooden hoe... It was the only thing he had on him, other than a handful of seeds. Walking over to the convenient pool of water by his tent, he began to start a garden. As he planted his seeds, they thought of their new life, it was simple, but it was a start. A brand new start, where no one would ever be able to hurt him again.

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Day 8:

It had been about a week since Ranboo had arrived at their new home. He had made quite a bit of progress, even finding some diamonds in a cave nearby. The whole time he wondered though, how Tommy had been able to survive alone in his exile... Well, Ranboo supposed he wasn't actually alone, he had Dream... which was far, far worse.

Ranboo sighed and got up, stretching and getting ready for the new day. Every day was the same, there was comfort in knowing that they had everything planned out before them. No surprises, nothing to be afraid of. Unfortunately, nothing good ever lasted for him. When he woke up this fine morning, there was an enderman standing there, watching him.

Ranboo - What do you want?

Enderman - I have been sent to gather you.

Panic fluttered in Ranboo's stomach. No. He was not ever going back. He bared his teeth at the intruder, sharp stabby stabby's bared and ready to attack. No more would he cower in fear as he had not so long ago. He was Ranboo, second born prince of the end. He would not take orders from this evil, conniving.... No.. this wasn't him, this wasn't Ranboo. This is what they wanted from them. This is what Tubbo... thought of him... He would not become a monster.

Ranboo - I am afraid that I cannot come with you.

Enderman - That goes directly against my orders, I apologize, but I cannot allow this.

As a prince, Ranboo was supposed to be stronger than most endermen. As a hybrid, he was far weaker than average. So when the enderman reached forward to grab Ranboo, they tried their best to fight back. Without his armor though, without any weapons, he was too far outmatched. In just a few seconds the enderman had Ranboo in a chokehold. As the lights dimmed and Ranboo began to fear for the worst, the pressure ceased, and they flopped to the ground. The enderman was gone, and in its place was none other than Tommyinnit.