The Watchers' Call

Chapter 16

At some point this became Xisuma angst and IDK how or why, it just happened. Oh, and then Hermit Gang just happened. Okay what has this become. Fluff 4 u, yay. (ok but angst first then u can have fluff) 

also at some point this passed 2000 words somehow (all the others are about 1000)

oh i should remind u that this isn't a shipping book.

----| Grian's POV |----

Grian deposited the last of the sand in the barge's chests, then turned and headed out of the barge and towards the nether portal. Then, he stopped and panicked.

The memories were catching up.



The Watchers were catching up.



They were going to take him again...



The torture...



The pain...



His wings were broken...



He was broken.



He was useless...



Just a burden on his friends...



Broken...



He heard someone's voice and ran away from it, into the Nether portal, away from them, no they couldn't catch him, no, he had to get away-


He got through the portal and ran until he couldn't anymore, until the world went black.

----| Cleo's POV (ooh new POV again?)|----

It was an average day on Hermitcraft, just a normal run to the Shopping District... until she found Grian.

The small hermit was standing on the path to the Nether portal, hyperventilating.

Concerned, Cleo walked over to him. "Hey Grian-" she started to say. 

As soon as he heard her voice, he whipped around and ran for the Nether portal. Cleo frowned before following him. She did what Xisuma had asked; followed him. She chased him into the Nether portal and followed with her elytra as he sprinted down the halls of the Nether hub. Eventually, he slowed to a walk, then he stopped and fell. Cleo swooped down and caught him.

Her eyes widened at his condition. He was so light! There was no way he was healthy. Cleo pulled out her communicator and messaged the other hermits.

ZombieCleo: I found Grian and he's in a bad state.

Stressmonster101: oh no!

Mumbo Jumbo: where are you tell me now

Xisuma:  Come to my base NOW, bring Grian. Knock him out if you have to, Cleo. You too, Mumbo.

Joehills: Whoa, whoa, whoa, violence is never an answer

Xisuma: It's sometimes neccesary, Joe.

ZombieCleo: That won't be needed, he's already out.

Stressmonster101: Do you need me?

Iskall85: Anything I can do to help?

Falsesymmetry: if anyone needs murdering i am happy to help.

Falsesymmetry: no one hurts our gremlin

Xisuma: no, false, that won't be needed lol

Xisuma: Stress, Iskall, you can come, but no one else.

Stress: K omw

Iskall: im gonna grab some things from his base that might help but i will come

Xisuma: alright enough talk, my base, NOW, i won't ask again

Cleo put away her communicator and stood up. Worried, she flew to Xisuma's base as fast as she could.