Grian Oneshots

71 ~ The Flee

TW: Blood; Sam; Selective Amnesia (?);

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He saw the scene unfold around him, and he hesitated as the man protected his friend from the Watcher. A sharp pinching pain erupted from his neck, and his hand reached up to find the issue.

He pulled out the blow dart, his vision slowly turning black and his limbs getting shaky. He dropped the dart, before looking at the people in front of him.

Who were they? Why was he here? Why did they look afraid or enraged or suprised or even glad?

He snapped back into the present, and dropped the sword he held. He glanced at the man in front of him, before pure fear and panic coursed through his veins.

The brunette with dark chocolate eyes and a bunny headband was dangerous. He knew it.

The adrenaline forced him to turn and run towards the cliffside. If that man caught up with him, he'd be dead.

Reaching the edge of the cliff he took off with his wings. The scenery blurred, and he felt himself getting tired. He was so very sore and tired.

He closed his eyes for a moment, before a pain erupted in his wing, and he felt himself falling to the ground. He covered his head as best he could, and waited for the pain of the impact.

It never came though, just a slight pain in his head and wings.

He closed his eyes, and slipped into unconsciousness.

...

Xisuma panicked as he saw the unknown person on the server. Because of how late it was, only him, Doc, Zedaph, Keralis, and Mumbo were awake, and they had notified X about the unknown presence.

Everyone awake began to search far and wide for the person, but 7 hours later there was no leads. Scar, Iskall, and Cleo had joined the search, but Iskall and Cleo were wondering if it was just a prank.

Scar sighed as he looked around the forest. Iskall and Cleo were probably right about this being a prank.

Scar walked towards the pond he knew was near his general position. As he walked he looked around the forest around him. It was too quiet.

As he reached the pond, a red feather on the bank across from him caught his attention. He walked around the side of the pond, before inspecting the feather. It was much too long to be a sparrow's feather, but there was little birds with red feathers around here.

Standing up, he turned to the area right behind the pond. He hadn't searched the little grove yet, so he decided to.

As he walked through the thicket, he noticed more feathers spread out randomly, as if many birds were in distress and being mauled. It scared him. There wasn't many thinks that could get through the thickets or maul birds in these woods.

As he reached the edge of the grove, he felt panic engulf him. He ran towards the kid who laid on the ground.

The kids wings were bent at uncomfortable angles, and his leg seemed to be backwards. His blonde hair stuck to the dried blood on his forehead, and his clothes were ripped up, probably from a fall into the grove, and he was covered in scratches.

Opening his communicator, Scar checked both the kid's pulse and message Xisuma.

Goodtimeswithscar: Yeah, you don't have to worry about the intruder attacking anyone. It seems like they fell out of the sky. XXX XXX XXX.

Scar smiled at the pulse of the kid, but was slightly worried by the slowness. This kid was really banged up.

Scar didn't dare move him, in fear of causing more pain, but the kid hadn't woken up yet so it wasn't an issue. Keralis, Doc, Zedaph, Xisuma, and Iskall arrived a few minutes in between eachother, but all became worried for the obvious kid. He was no older than 15 or maybe 16.

Keralis went to work resetting bones, avoiding his wings however. X tried the best he could to help, but knew only basic first aid.

"Joe will have to help me reset the wings, but that should be all of them." Keralis said, gesturing Doc over to the boy.

Doc picked up the kid, and he stirred in his sleep, but stayed unconscious. Everyone was grateful, because they didn't know what the kid would do or if he would attack out of fear.

Compared to the creeper cyborg hybrid, the kid was much smaller, but probably only a few inches under average human height. But with the kid being winged, and no clue about which type of winged person he was, they didn't really have a good estimate for his height.

Eventually, the kid was housed in Keralis's base, with Joe moving in just to help take care of the kid. His wings were set properly, and all wounds had been disinfected, cleaned, and bandaged.

A lot of the Hermits knew, only because of the panic they had went through after rereading the messages back, and not seeing the private messages. Mumbo was one who hadn't really visited or went to see him.

The first time Mumbo went to see him, it was on accident.

...

The kid woke up and sat up quickly, looking around the room. All he remembered was falling, and the man he ran from being someone powerful. He undid the machines, and hid behind the door as the two doctor like people rushed in.

He pinched the nerves, causing them both to fall unconscious. He then snuck around until he found the way out.

He felt slightly more at ease when he ran to the forest, and walked through it, looking for anything that could help him.

If those people came after him, he could use sticks to stab them. If they knew that man, he could use them against him, possibly earning himself some leverage over the powerful man.

He stopped as he tripped and landed on his face. He grumbled, and stood up. He glared at the uprooted tree root, before walking back and turning around abruptly.

He almost fell again, but the man helped him stand back up. He had black hair and dark chocolatey eyes, and a mustache. He seemed worried, and nervous.

"...Grian?" The man muttered.

The kid froze up, as memories of the man and him came back to him.

It was Mumbo Jumbo, one of his oldest best friends before he moved. Grian played pranks on Mumbo, along with taught him how to grief more effectively. And Grian helped Mumbo understand why Grian loved flying so much.

Grian smiled and hugged the ravenette tightly. Mumbo hugged him back, but wasn't as fast or tight. Grian buried his head into Mumbo's chest.

He had no clue about most of anything right now, but he knew he'd missed Mumbo.

...

Grian stood awkwardly, wanting to hide behind Mumbo, but he didn't want anyone to ask him about his past because of the fogginess of his memories.

"Hi?" Grian said, waving to the group.

Mumbo said they were called Hermits, but Grian was still confused.

The two people he knocked out were slightly on edge, while a creeper cyborg was staring at him.

"Hello, my names Xisuma. I'm the admin of the server." Xisuma said waving to the kid. "What's your name kid?"

Grian felt his face scrunch up in confusion.

"I'm not a kid." Grian said.

"Yeah, he's 3 years older than me." Mumbo said.

Everyone were either confused, processing this information, or just dumb founded.

"My name is Grian." He said, trying to wave to them.

"Your 28!? Your not a day over 16!" Keralis yelled.

"Yeah I get that a lot." Grian said. "Sorry for knocking you and the other guy out."

"How did you do that?" Joe asked.

"Pressure points on the back of the neck." Grian stated.