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One of the scientists came in a grabbed his shoulder. Rythian turned and smacked his hand away. He snarled, the thick purple liquid leaking out the sides of his mouth. He grabbed the closest scientist and pinned him against the wall. The scientist tried to escape by ripping his hand away but Rythian was stronger. Rythian lifted him up off the floor by his neck and tightened his grasp on his throat with every second. The others around him were yelling for him to stop and that’s when Rythian realized what he was doing. He looked back up to the scientist he was strangling, He was crying as he was gasping for air, his face turned a deep red, he dug his nails deep into Rythian’s skin in a feeble attempt to peel his hand away. Rythian let go and let the man drop down onto the ground with a thud. He remained motionless for a minute before choking and coughing, refilling his lungs with air. His colleagues ran over to help him up.

“S-sorry about that…I-I’d rather you’d not come near me when I’m injured.” Rythian stammered before turning away from them and sitting down on the bed.

“He freaks out around people, almost losing control. I wonder if that giant enderman inside of him has anything to do with that.” Xephos whispered away from the microphone. He held the microphone close to his mouth now and spoke.

“Rythian, my scientists would like to ask you some questions, in exchange they have healing potions with them if you’d like one.” Rythian glanced up at Xephos in his booth and then to the scientists who stared at him nervously.

“Fine” He nodded

” Idiot, can’t you see their just trying to find out more ways to hurt you.”

“But I need something to help me, with this much blood loss.” Rythian said, spitting out his purple blood onto the floor. He peered over at the scientists writing down notes eagerly on their clipboards.

“First question, are you weak to any substance containing water, like ice or snow?” The tallest scientist asked

“Yes.”

“What about food, such as pasta that has been cooked in water?”

“I’ve never had it.”

“And the last question for now, do you have dissociative identity disorder?”

“I-I...wouldn’t call it that” Rythian stuttered. “Next question.”

“Why do you change into that…thing when you’re injured?” Rythian grinned at them, showing off his slightly pointed teeth. The scientists took down notes rapidly.

“It’s because I can’t control him when I’m weak. If I let my guard down for a moment he won’t hesitate to break out and rip the closest human to shreds. There are only two other ways to change him if my guard is not down.” The scientists urged him to speak more - eager to get more information out of him - but Rythian refused and they tossed a pink potion to him.

“We thank you for your cooperation, Enderborn.” Rythian eyed them as they left him in peace. He looked up at Xephos in his booth; he was packing up his papers and typing into a machine every so often. He hit a switch as he left and the cameras came to life. Rythian pulled out the cork and stuck his finger into the bottle, his finger hissed a little bit like it did with normal potions and he gulped it down without hesitation. He sighed as it stung his throat slightly.

”YOU IDIOT!” Rythian flinched as the voice screamed in his head.

“They’ll come after you looking for answers! Although I wouldn’t mind you telling them how to free me, but to give away our weak points and the fact that I was in here!? I thought you were smarter than that!” Rythian’s head started to pound as the voice boomed in his head.

“I doubt they would do anything to harm me after what I told them about you escaping. I think they’re already terrified of you from their first encounter with you. I was actually surprised that you didn’t kill them on sight.”

“I wasn’t hungry at the time; I was only worried that we may die from your stupidity.”

Rythian growled at the remark he was going to respond but his thoughts were cut short as a try slid under the door. Rythian walked over and examined the food. A couple of pieces of steak were placed on the tray along with a love of bread. Rythian brought it back to his place on the bed and dug into the steak immediately.

“I was also thinking that we should get that anklet off of you, before they start making you do things by force. If you let me out for a couple of minutes I could-”
“Not a chance! I know what’ll happen if I slip for just a minute.” Rythian said, swallowing his food.

“I’ll make you become dormant by force then, it’ll be easy.” Rythian swallowed his last piece of steak whole and then slid the tray back under the door.

“Don’t forget that they are watching everything from the cameras around corners of the room.

“I can handle that”Rythian could almost feel the monster inside of him smiling. He hesitated for a minute before finally giving in.

“Break the cameras first and then the collar I’ll handle everything from here.” Rythian whispered.

“Oh by the way the worker noticed you. There is no doubt he will want to try to kill you. He seems even more determined to get rid of you than the others like he has something against you.”

“I think they all have something against me, even you.” Rythian got up and walked over to the camera on the mirror and glared up at the lens as it scanned around. He winced as he grew in height so he was as tall as the camera. His skin darkened and he grew scales along his body.

“Hello.” He stretched out. He grabbed the camera in his hand and crushed it. He looked up to the other ones in the corners of the ceiling and grinned. He jumped up and tore them off the ceiling one by one and then tore the brace off his ankle. Rythian tried to take control again as his conscious mind slipped away, but every grasp he had onto himself passed through his fingertips.

“The day you become predictable is the day you die. That’s what you always say right?”The massive enderman chuckled.

“Y-you can’t do this t-to me!” Rythian screamed out. His giant body began to break the floor beneath him with every step. The lights in the room suddenly started to flash red.
"Yes I can I was here first, always remember that." Rythian slipped into unconsciousness and the enderman inside of him escaped onto a band of unsuspecting scientists doing their work.