Author's Note: Another oneshot set in Last Life. I imagine that it comes right after Session 1. I wrote this before I went on hiatus, and all I needed to do was edit it slightly to show thoughts...
Enjoy.
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Grian's POV:
My tail thrashed as I leaned against my tower base; A cool afternoon wind moved past my little corner of the server as I let out a sigh.
Ever since I lost the life that I stole from Scar, it feels like the cool air has only been getting colder.
It's strange.
I know that we're doing this season during Autumn, but this growing coldness seems unnatural... Even for a server.
I let out a yawn as my ears perked up to noise in the distance. Honestly, I'm glad that I kept these ears for this season.
For some reason, I couldn't hear who was talking or where they are at this moment.
Still though, Martyn, Jimmy, Mumbo, and Impulse were all suppose to be back with some food by now. My wings twitched as I pushed myself off of the wall of my tower and searched the tree line.
I narrowed my eyes as I eventually spotted a disheveled Mumbo holding a torch in his hand. Behind the mustached man, Martyn and Impulse were slowly trudging behind him. My ears lowered as I straightened my back and widened my eyes in order to try and see farther.
Then, my eyes widened as I noticed the two forms that were riding on Martyn and Impulse's backs. My ears twitched as I glided down to greet the guys and the two sleeping members of Last Life.
" W-What's happening?" I questioned as a yawn escaped from my throat. Martyn's ears lowered, " Well, Ren's been by himself, and I wanted to go check on him after he sent me a private message."
My tail twitched as I blinked then looked over towards Impulse as he adjusted how he was carrying Jimmy's body. My tail twitched as I tilted my head, " and Jimmy?" I questioned.
" Jimmy passed out while we were getting seeds and meat." Impulse answered. I nodded my head.
I looked between each member of the Southlands and turned around to face my tower. With a yawn, I motioned for the others to follow me. As we climbed the steps up to the main tower, it felt like my legs were being weighed down by heavy weights made out of solid obsidian.
Once we entered the small, makeshift bedroom that I set up for the five of us, Martyn and Impulse gently laid Ren and Jimmy down onto the beds.
Huh.
I thought.
Jimmy and Ren didn't even stir once they were put down onto the comfy, warm bed. Comfy... It's quite comfy...
My ears lowered as I crossed my arms over my chest. I looked at Ren as my ears began to perk up.
Slowly, with a slight swaying motion, Ren raised his head and opened his eyes. The hybrid slowly looked up at Martyn with his yellow eyes and began to pant. Martyn's ears lowered as he sat down on the bed that Ren occupied and gently put his hand against Ren's head.
Weakly, Ren's tail began to wag as he curled up against Martyn's leg and began to rub his head against Martyn's knee. Eventually, Ren's eyes closed as he fell back asleep causing everyone to look at each other.
" What do we do? How did this happen?" Mumbo questioned as he looked between Jimmy and Ren. The rest of us shrugged.
Hmm.
I wonder.
My tail twitched as I kneeled down in front of Ren's body causing a wave of nausea to wash over me. Quickly, I braced myself against the bed and pressed my hand against my forehead with a heavy breath.
" Grian, mate, you alright?" Mumbo's worried voice caused a shiver to go up my spine. My ears twitched as I raised my head up in order to look up at the taller man. Mumbo's eyebrows were heavily furrowed.
I blinked again and flinched at the bright light of the torches that lined the walls.
" I-I'm fine... not fine... Ow...." I mumbled as the second wave struck me even harder than the first. Covering my mouth, I flinched as the feeling of sickness left me but a new feeling of exhaustion took its place.
" T-There's gotta be a connection... somehow..." I looked between Mumbo, Impulse, and Martyn. The three glanced at each other then at me.
" M-Mart... Call... everyone..." I forced out as my body started to fall over. Mumbo let out a loud, shocked noise as he quickly grabbed my body and quickly scooped me up until I was comfortably in his arms.
The others, being Impulse and Martyn, began to speak in gibberish as it felt like my ears were being plugged up with cotton. My tail twitched as I laid my head against Mumbo's chest as my eyes began to close.
Immediately, Mumbo jostled me around in his arms causing my eyes to snap open. With a heavy, forced breath, I looked up at Mumbo as my whole body started to grow warm.
Gently, Mumbo laid my weakening body down onto the bed and leaned me against the wall. I smiled softly and coughed again as Mumbo looked at Impulse as he nodded and sprinted away. Mumbo turned his head back to me and began to move his lips.
It's funny...
I can't even read his lips in order to figure out what he's saying. It's tiring. I'm.. tired.
Forcefully, I moved my head in order to look at Ren and Jimmy; The two were twitching in their sleep. Ren's tail twitched slightly as he let out a soft whimper. Once the whimper escaped from Ren's mouth, Martyn's ears perked up and he moved back to Ren's side while still being on the phone.
My ears twitched as Mumbo began to look over me then helped me properly lie down on the bed. The mustached man's eyes darted across and around me as he continued to mouth words that fell upon my deaf ears.
It's sick... I'm sick...
Gently, Mumbo rubbed his thumb against the inner part of my long ear. I thumped my tail against my bed and started to close my eyes.
Before I fully closed my eyes, I watched Bdubs and Pearl enter our base with other members of Last Life on their backs:
Cleo and Scott respectively.
As I began to lose consciousness, a small thought crept into my head as a lightbulb went off.
Everyone that's passing out.... We're all yellow lives.... There's.... There's something wrong with the code.
" M...Mumbo..." I wheezed causing Mumbo's eyes to widen. Mumbo leaned down towards me in order to try and hear me.
" Y-Yellow... l-lives...."
