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Chapter 4

Grian was more confused than ever. It seemed that there were scars that he had, which he had never noticed before and couldn't remember getting them. He could also keep hearing the voice calling out, he wanted to help whoever they were and he hoped that if he could somehow communicate with them they might be able to tell him what was wrong. He also didn't understand why they were calling him by his watcher name, it didn't seem in malice either, it was as though this person knew him as Xelqua and not as Grian but that just made him more confused. The confusion was from the fact that only watchers knew him as Xelqua and if this person knew him as Xelqua then were they a watcher? If so, why did the voice not fill him with fear instead the voice made him feel as though it was a friend calling out to see if he was okay.

He was still practising several hours later, he wiped the sweat off of his brow and continued going through the motions he had learnt. He was also still using fireballs at the same time, he had fired so many that part of his wall was now charred. Just as he had finished sending a fireball against the wall a ping sounded from his communicator.

<ZombieCleo> Something else has appeared in the shopping district

He put his sword into his inventory, he wanted it to be accessible in case there was a surprise attack. He pulled his red sweater on, which he had taken off when it got too hot, and set off a firework to push off from the ground with his elytra and fly off once again to the shopping district.

When he arrived he could see the hermits had again gathered around something. It was a watcher tower, he had seen many of them before on his old server and he had also been told how to build them at the academy, though the one before them was slightly different. The foundation was made of bedrock like every tower was, and the main structure of the building was made of blackstone. The details were made of crying obsidian; there were also purpur blocks adding more purple to the structure. The top of it was made into spikes and it was tall, very tall. The way the sun was positioned made the shadow spread along a lot of the shopping district, it made it seem more menacing. He landed amongst the others and had a look at it from the ground, it felt so much scarier from the ground. He could see that Xisuma was up the front along with the group earlier so he walked up to join them.

The others seemed to be talking when he arrived with the group, "Do you know how long it's been here?" Joe asked.

"Apparently it just appeared in the five minutes when no one was here," Xisuma replied, still looking at the tower.

"Are we going in?" Doc asked.

"You can if you want to, I'm going to check it out though," Xisuma said opening up his screen, a few seconds later a red sword appeared in his hand.

Grian pulled out a normal netherite sword to show that he was coming in, he just didn't want them to know he was a watcher until absolutely necessary, and the other three followed suit. Before they headed inside Xisuma turned to the rest of the hermits and said, "Hermits we need to prepare for an attack, some of you brew some offensive and defensive potion and the rest of you practise fighting, we don't know what is going to happen but we need to be prepared,"

A chorus of understanding came from the hermits and they all came together to discuss what their job would be, the five still standing the closest to the tower moved towards the door.

As soon as they entered the door closed behind them. The room was completely in darkness so all of them held out a torch and they could see some of the stuff that was inside, it was mainly bare apart from a few different ornaments dotted around the place. It sent a wave of bad memories as he continued with the group, "What are we looking for?" Wels asked.

"Not sure, maybe some sign of why they are here," Xisuma said.

Grian knew where to look to find what their demands were, to speed it up he thought that he should tell them and if they asked about how he knew he could always just play it off as if he had someone heard a story about it. "If we are looking for why they are here," He started saying as he walked towards a painting on the wall.

The painting was a picture of the first watchers, which he knew from the academy was where notes were kept. He pulled the painting off the wall and behind was a small area with a stack of paper. "Nice G, how'd you know to look there?" Joe said.

Grian felt the lie roll off his tongue as he said, "One of my friends told me about it,"

"XELQUA!" The voice in his head called out again, "Get out of there!"

Winds started to blow around the room and loud noises echoed throughout the tower, Grian grabbed the pile of papers and the group made their way back towards the door. Doc tried to push but it wasn't budging, it didn't move until Grian pushed it as well.

When they got outside all the hermits were gone, they had already left to go and do their tasks. The group caught their breaths before they stood up again and looked at the papers. They were all written in galactic, which wasn't surprising but it would also mean that not everyone would be able to help translate them. The group went over to an area where they would be able to place all the pieces of paper. They spread them out and then Doc commented, "They aren't written in any language I know,"

"They're in galactic, I know some of it but it's a hard language to learn," Joe said.

"I know some also so hopefully we can work out what it says," Xisuma said, "Wels, Grian do either of you know some galactic?"

"No I don't," Wels said

"Not really, sorry," Grian said, he was fluent in galactic but again he didn't want to reveal he was a watcher.

"Okay Joe do you want to stay behind, Doc, Wels and Grian do you want to practise in case a fight happens," Xisuma said.

"Got it," Wels, Grian and Doc replied, giving a nod goodbye and flying off.

Grian was back in his base; his communicator was flat so he headed over to charge it. After he put it on the charger he once again started practising with his sword, this time he has gotten an armour stand to practise hitting against. He had already broken three armour stands and burned a few others with fireballs. He hoped that Xisuma and Joe were doing okay with the translating, he could have stayed and helped but after being able to find the notes easily he didn't want them being more suspicious of him. Just as he had sent a fireball towards another armour stand when the room suddenly got colder, he looked around and saw a doorway open in the middle of the room. The edge of it seemed to be made of exposed code and from the doorway stepped out a figure. They had light brown hair tied into a braid, her eyes were covered in blue lens glasses and she wore a blue dress with a leather jacket. "Hey, Xelqua. I'm Astaria and this is my player form," the figure said smiling.

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