"I wanted to ask you... Why does your eyes change diffrent colors?" I frowned.

"Well, it depends on what Im doing. When Im just playing around, my eyes are a light purple. When Im healing, they are a normal purple. And when Im raging, Its a deep glowing purple, almost violet."

"Oh.. That explains. But what happens when your raging, and what is it?"

"Its called and End rage. I basically get so mad I lose control and start to kill. I dont like raging alot becasue I may kill someone I love. It also happens with Aether beings and Nether beings. A Aether rage is well... called Aether rage, and a Nether being raging is a Nether rage. Simple, right?"

"Yeah... simple." he mumbled. I layed back down. This all seems to weird. I feel like I... like Steve some how. I shivered at the thought of me liking Steve. He always seemed so nice to me, But what else could I do? I couldn't like Steve. It would ruin everything. I sighed. Suddenly Steve poked me. I turned back around and stared at him. I felt butterflies in my stomach. Steve grabbed my hand and I blushed again, but this time I didn't feel to weird about it. It seemed that I almost... enjoyed it. (#SKEVE XD) I Fell asleep that night right next to Steve. I enjoyed every moment we shared together for some reason.

The sun was beaming down on me as I stood up and stretched after the long night. Suddenly Steve, Miya, Laura, Heaven, and Carmen woke up. The all turned toward me and looked at me like I was a freak.

"What's Wrong guys?" I asked before Steve grabbed his sword off his back and pinned me up against a tree.

"Where's Skye you fucking freak?" He said impatiently. I don't understand, I AM Skye.

"Let me go Steve. I AM Skye." He held his sword against my neck. I swallowed.

"Skye is not half Enderman. What do you think I am. Stupid?" He hissed.

"Actually, if you want to know the truth... your acting VERY stupid right now."

He looked even more mad. He used his sword and cut my neck with the tip of his sword blade. Now my hair that was resting on my shoulder was purple from the blood. I used my leg and kicked Steve in the stomach before he went for another blow. I jumped up in the air and opened my wings so I could fly. Steve, Miya, Heaven, Laura, and Carmen were all looking up at me. Especially Steve, who was beyond mad at me. I grabbed my bow off of my back. I know why I look this way. I landed on a tree.

"Guys, I am Skye. It's a Stage us Ender beings go though. I end up turning half Enderman only because I am 13. It's called Enderus Staging. That's why I look like an Enderman. So, stop being so stupid STEVE, and leave me alone." They all cocked their heads to the side. Oh great, not only am I an Enderman freak, but they all want to murder my face.