Grian Oneshots

117 ~ The Vampire's Avian 3/3

Even the mention of the server name brought back some emotions. Fear, anger, and sadness specifically. He was scared of something there, angry at it too, and sad for what happened.

"...Grian?" Mumbo asked, Grian looked over.

Then he felt the tears that had began falling down his cheeks. He quickly stopped them and wiped his cheeks, but Xisuma became more worried.

"Are you okay?" Xisuma asked.

Grian didn't respond.

"Do you remember what happened?" Mumbo asked.

"...Just the emotions..." Grian admitted.

"Well I can explain why you feel those ways, but I don't know the exact details. Back then you weren't particularly open about everything." Mumbo said.

Grian nodded.

"Well...

Evo was an old server, and extremely glitchy. It wouldn't update by itself, so a group of Hackers called Watchers helped the server progress. They left clues and basically Easter egg hunts to get to Portals that would update the world.

Grian, you were the admin. You pranked your friends constantly, and got awarded the title Grian the Griefer.

It was the first update where you could fight the enderdragon that everything fell off a cliff.

You and your friends went through, but they weren't sent through to the end. No, they were sent to your base. Watchers surrounded the exit, but ignored them.

The next thing they knew, you spawned on your bed with bruises and some cuts from your solo fight against the ender dragon.

Both of the leaders of the Watchers introduced themselves to you, and you understood it even though Galactic isn't taught.

You raised your voice, and all of your items disappeared before they spoke to you again. The other watchers took out weapons, and you took one of the leader's hands.

You disappeared, along with all of the Watchers. Only an obsidian sword where you stood.

Members of the server reached out to me, and I wrongly blamed Taurtis. Taurtis and I fought, and I didn't talk to anyone from Evo for a long time."

Mumbo paused, Xisuma was worried for Grian, and it was visible to Mumbo. The Watchers were much more of a cult than anything, and both the admin and former admin were one once upon a time.

"Pearl told me what happened next. You visited Evo to hang out with them before your coronation to a high leveled Watcher. It went against some rule, and in order to teach you a lesson, the Watchers destroyed Evo and killed most of the members.

After that? I don't know. No one's seen you in the 3 years since then. And we met up again 2 months ago." Mumbo finished.

Grian was looking away, but there still were tears running down his cheek.

"C-Can we not talk about this?" Grian asked, eventually. "I need to process..."

Both nodded, and Mumbo hugged Grian. Grian leaned against him, and Xisuma smiled to them.

...

Grian laughed as Scar ran from the zombie. He held his stomach as he doubled over in laughter. He and Scar were just talking when the zombies started spawning around them.

"Help!" Scar yelled, laughter erupting from his own mouth.

Grian fell to his knees as the zombie killed Scar. The zombie turned and tried attacking him, but him being above the zombie kept him safe.

Grian took deep breaths as he tried to calm down. Scar was messaging him on his communicator, and it just made Grian laugh more.

GoodTimeWithScar: Grian!
GoodTimeWithScar: My bed got destroyed! I'm at spawn!
ImpulseSV: Hah, lol.
GoodTimeWithScar: Please get my things...
GoodTimeWithScar: Please???

Grian smiled and chuckled as he looked over at his friends items. He pulled his sword put of its sheath, and looked down at the zombie. He jumped down behind the zombie, and cut the zombies head off. It turned to dust quickly and he put his sword away.

He turned around, walked towards the items, and moved them into a secure shulker box. After doing so, he opened his communicator and messed with his settings.

He saw Scar arrive out of the corner of his eye, and began hiding the screens he had opened. He waved to Scar before pointing to the shulker box.

He slid his headphones off and placed it into his inventory before smiling to Scar.

"How did you have that many screens open?" Scar asked. "Normal players can only open two, that was like 17."

Grian smiled confusedly at him. Was this also something he couldn't remember?

"I dunno." Grian said, shrugging.