Something is off

New Person

Ranboo's POV:

I've been here for about a month, it's just been pure torture. Unless they're running test or something, I never leave this tiny room. I miss Tommy, I hope he's ok. I can't believe Tubbo would do this! I thought we were friends... Clearly not. My face has lots a scars from me crying.

I hear someone getting close to my "room". I huddle up to the wall before they open it. He looks around before locking eyes with me. I flinch and hide my face. I had fresh scars and they don't like it when I cry. "Ender, what did we say about damaging your skin?" He says, annoyed.

I don't respond, I don't like talking to them. This annoys him further, "Don't make me call *****" he states sternly. I move out of the corner and sit in the middle of the room. "That's better", he writes stuff down on his paper, they do this a lot. Any small thing I do, they write it down.

I sit there waiting for him to say something. They never come in here just to watch me. "Ender, today we will be seeing how you react with others" he says walking towards me. I hate when they move me, they put my hands in restraints, but others? That's intresting.

As we walk through the halls, I must keep my head down. I learned the hard way not to look around. After about 10 minutes or so, we get to a room and stop. I hear loud sounds and freeze. Whatever is in there doesn't sound happy. He forces me into the room and locks the door.

I keep my head down, avoiding eye contact. The other person, or thing, slowly walks towards me. I tense up when it's in front of me. It appears to be slightly taller than me, which makes sense. I'm not a particularly tall "ender". That's what they call me, ender. Like that's all I am.

I look up to see them staring at me. They don't look to bad, I scan them up and down for a moment. It looks like a bird person? He has blondish hair and grey wings. He also has fethers around his ears. He doesn't look threatening so I calm down a bit.

"Um... Hello" I mutter. "Hello, you ok, this your first time meeting one of us?" He asks, he sounds kind. "Yeah... I only got here about a month ago" I share. "How old are you. You can't be older than 20?" He asks looks at me. "Well it depends, but to put it simply I'm 19." I say.

"What! You're only a child, can you even drive?" He asks shocked. "Well it's hard to get a driver's license when you aren't really human" I joke. He laughs at it a bit, but is still bothered. "How many people have you met?" I ask. "Oh, I've met a good bit. They were all above 21 though." He shares.

"Well, how old are you?" I question. "For me and others like me, I'm hundreds of years old. But for humans, about mid 30's." He shares. "Wow, you're old" I say and laugh a bit. "Why do they always say that!" He slightly shouts. "Elytrian, quite down" a speaker in the room says.

I jump at the sudden sound, the guy, or I guess the elytrian, just looks annoyed. "I wasn't even being loud" he snaps at them. They don't reply to this, I'm surprised. "They just let you say that?" I ask. "Yeah. When you've been here as long as I have, they start to like you" He says.

"Oh um, what's your name?" I ask. Before he can respond the door opens. "Ender, it's time for you to go back to your room" He says. As he's forcing me through the door, I wave goodbye to the Elytrian.

Words Before A/N: 656

A/N:
Hi guys. I'm back! I hope y'all didn't miss me too much. Omg, a new character has entered. I hope y'all can tell who it was. Have a great day/night :)