Hermitcraft Oneshots

Etho (1) (Angst)

A/N: I wrote this last night, so if you dont understand something just tell me! Also if you likr Etho this storyline will make you very sad (or not idk) OH! This is a story that will be written in multiple parts to explain what happened and other fun little things abkut my Etho for this story! (669! Nice!)

TW :

Implied SH

Crying/Yelling

(anything else tell me because I suck at choosing things to put here)

Etho looked around, assuring that there wasn't any thing nearby to see him. Once he saw no one he leaned against the tree that was behind him and slowly sunk down onto the ground. Etho reached up to his mask grabbing it by the nose area before slowly pulling it bellow his mouth. All Etho did was sit there looking at the sky for a few good seconds before sighing, his breathe visibly clouded in the cold climate of the mountains.

"Etho?" A voice that sounded familiar asked causing Etho to look around.

"I've never seen you without your mask before! You look nice!" Etho quickly pulled his mask back up and now frantically started searching for the cause of this voice.

"Hey Etho!" The voice said, trying to get his attention.  But all he found was more blank white space and spruce tree's. Casusing Etho to slowly collapse on the ground and cover his ears.

"It'll leave, it'll leave! It has to leave! It's going to leave, HE will leave! He already has! So why is this happening!" He muttered, tears slowly crawling down his cheek and into the snow bellow him. Memories plagued his mind and obscured his vision. (Or was it the cold... Orr maybe it was from crying. Maybe even lack of sleep, but who know!)

"Ladders?! Who calls you LADDERS???? I've NEVER met someone call you ladders before Etho!"

"Don't worry! I'll be there foorrrr youuu~~!! Haha!"

"Etho! Hey! How have you been? Have you seen the moon recently? IT'S HUGE!!"

All Etho could do was lay there listening to the voice and cry. He no longer had the strength to move. He couldn't bother to get up. Etho missed his friends, he didn't want to be alone anymore. "Why," he muttered, barely higher then a whisper as he gripped his hands tightly.

"Etho? You good dude?" The voice asked causing Etho to finally break down completely.

He screamed into the air before slowly and quietly speaking once more, "Why?! Why would you leave me here alone?!" Then it went silent.

All that was left was rubble and dust of the people he used to know, he would find a picture or a book occasionally at another hermits base but anything his friends enjoyed was taken away with them. 'Everything they cared about' Etho thought back to himself. Letting the cold surrounding him finally take control, he was to tired for any more tears, and no one was able to be around to care.

Etho felt his arms lay over eachother where he used to scratch at. Ever since the others left he- .....he hasn't been in the right mind space. "Was I anyone's friend?" Etho thought, "They all left me here..." Etho still curled in a ball and put on his hood. He has originally hated touch but after the months no interaction his body became more and more touch starved, making his bed littered with blankets whenever he slept, but even that was less often to never. "Why would they leave me here?"

Countless times did he hope for someone. ANYONE, to just jump out and yell "SUPRISE" but it never happened.  He couldn't care for what life had in store for him, he was tired. He was hungry, he needed to drink water. But all Etho did was lay there. Fist clenched tightly.

"Etho..." the voice of his friend asked in a concerned manner.

His voice cracked as he screamed. "DOC! BDUBS!! BEEF!!! ALL OF YOU!!!! WHY WOULD YOU FREAKING LEAVE ME?!??!?!!" 

No more than an hour later, a server wide message appeared.

Ethoslab froze to death.

But then something else happened....

Ethoslab has joined the game.