The way of the broken [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 2- An easy start

(Omg. I'm just bored, why am I even pushing all of these chapters out. :/)

<Swear warning>

~Early in the season(Grian hadn't quite started his big base)~

Grian sat atop a tree near his base. The wind in his hair calmed him. The leaves under his bare feet were soft and felt like a cushion. The sun had set upon the world, and it was now early evening. The stars shimmer as the sky slowly grows darker and the moon only grows brighter. There was just a hint of cool pinks and purples throughout the sky mixing with the black and navy blue of the ever-growing dominance of nighttime. 

He stared up at the sky, looking as though he was having intense thoughts. The obsidian portal that he had his back resting against made that strange screeching sound. He turned his head away from the sky and towards the portal. At that, his back began to hurt. It felt as though it was on fire. He got away from the portal and rubbed his back. 

"Did I break it or something..?"

He winced in pain as he touched just below his shoulder blade. 

<Grian> Can anyone come over?

<Mumbo_Jumbo> Why?

<Grian> My back's hurting

<Iskall85> Sorry, Stress and I are busy.

<StressMonster> I hope you get better soon though, Gri! <3

<GoodTimesWithScar> I have to work on Larry then log out very soon after. Sorry

<FalseSymmetry> I have to log off now; y'know busy in another server. Sorry

FalseSymmetry left the game

<XisumaVoid> I can come over in ten minutes, otherwise I'm busy

<Mumbo_Jumbo> I don't have anything planned

<Grian> Okay, my nether portal. 

<Mumbo_Jumbo> What?

<Grian> That's where I am, spoon

<XisumaVoid> Do I not have to help anymore?

<Grian> Not unless Mumbo annoys the fuck out of me.

<GoodTimesWithScar> I WAS RECORDING GRIAN!!

<Grian> Sorry, sorry. I didn't know. 

<GoodTimesWithScar> It's fine, it's fine

<Grian> Get over here, Mumby

<Mumbo_Jumbo> Huh? "Mumby"?

<GoodTimesWithScar> lol

<Grian> You guys give me nicknames, why can't I give you some?

<Mumbo_Jumbo> It was just unexpected, Gri

<Grian> Get over here. 

<Mumbo_Jumbo> O-okay

<GoodTimesWithScar> O.O

Grian laid down and loved the feeling of the cold leaves against his back. He was a bit too cold, but he had to take off his sweater. So, his short-sleeved white t-shirt had been exposed. There was a faint scar on his forearm. 'Where is that from?' 

The shape of a humanoid figure with wings came to view. They were shooting out beind them what could only be fireworks. Mumbo landed on the tree and face-planted into the soft leaves and pokey branches. 

"Hi Mumby! Nice to see you!" Grian smiled like a young child. 

"Hi Grian." Mumbo said weakly.

Mumbo saw the hermit in his white shirt, and thought:'Wait. He doesn't only wear the sweater?! This is a revelation!'

Mumbo had sat up and was just looking off to the black sky with a dazed and surprised look in his eyes. He snapped out of it when he felt a hand hit his cheek. He pushed his hand against his cheek.

"Did you just slap me?!" Mumbo seemingly yelled out.

"Yeah, now help with my back."

Mumbo rolled his eyes jokingly and asked questions about the pain.

"Okay, so. The skin and muscle are what hurts, it feels like burning pain, and you don't want anyone to touch it?" 

Grian nodded.

"Wtf is this???"

Grian simply shrugged. "I don't know." 

Mumbo sighed. "Grian, there's a fucking feather on your back." 

"Color. Size. and Shape."

"Um...Purple. about 4 inches long. and pointed on the end."

"Huh. Weird."

"Want it off?"

Grian nodded. Mumbo reached for Grian's shoulder and picked up the feather that was resting on his shoulder. The mustached man handed it to the shorter man.

Grian pondered on it for a little while, then put it in the pocket of his pants.

"Thanks, Mr.Mumbostachio. I appreciate it."

Mumbo smiled proudly, at first. "Of course, anything for a pes- Wait. HEY!" 

The pesky bird smiled and equipped his elytra just before grabbing some rockets and flying towards his hobbit hole.

Ding.

Grian pulled out his communicator to check the notification.

GoodTimesWithScar left the game

<Grian> I'm surprised he didn't manage to somehow die before leaving

<Iskall85> lol

GoodTimesWithScar joined the game

<GoodTimesWithScar> Hey!

GoodTimesWithScar was shot by Grian

<Mumbo_Jumbo> Huh

GoodTimesWithScar was killed by magic whilst trying to escape Grian

<Mumbo_Jumbo> My god Grian

GoodTimesWithScar went off with a bang due to a firework fired from [Crossbow](A/N what's Grian's crossbow's name; if it has one?) by Grian

GoodTimesWithScar left the game

Grian let out a chuckle as he was ready to pour lava in the spot Scar would respawn. "You won this time, Scar." He let out a maniacal laugh as his left eye twitched. "Oh my. My acting skills are awesome!"

The pain in his back grew slightly, but ignored it to sleep.

He woke up in the morning due to the sound of a loud bang.

(752 words~ This was longer, but not a lot. Sorry. :/ Buuuuuut I have a problem with keeping focused and generating a good story. Oh. I miiiiigghhhttt(maybe) make a oneshot book. Probably not. But I'm thinking of it. Reqeusts are open <3. Byyyeee,  :) I hope you enjoyed)