Hermitcraft/Empires oneshots/drabbles

Magic - Scarian

So I was writing a few prompts from Hermittober, by Ink Ghoul on (I actually don't know, haha, probably Deviantart) And I did 'Magic'

Story type: Angst/fluff

Season: HC S7

Tw: Drowning (Please do tell me if I miss any Tws in any of my oneshots!) 

Grian was drowning. He was deep underwater, his wings sodden, running out of air. Help. He thought weakly, batting at the water. The salt stung his mouth, his eyes, his wounds. Somehow, his hands found his communicator.

Grian: Hekp

Grian: I'm droenimg

Grian: Cooeds

He managed to input his coordinates into the keypad as the world went fuzzy. Closing his eyes, he managed to bite his tongue to focus. Stay awake. Stay awake. They'll find you...

GoodTimeWithScar: Grian, I'm coming

Grian's communicator blinked in the dark ocean void, signalling and broadcasting how close he was to death.

GoodTimeWithScar: GRIAN

GoodTimeWithScar: PLEASE

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Scar dove into the water, spamming firework rockets to get as deep as possible. Grian, where are you? He thought frantically, looking around. These were the coords. So where was he? Scar grabbed his communicator to check the map. Grian's broadcasting communicator was... right below him. Scar was running out of breath, and he pulled out a breathing crystal from his magic pouch and broke it in front of his face, and felt a sharp pain as gills grew on the sides of his neck. Slowly, he swam straight down, feeling the crushing pressure squeeze his sinuses and ears. A small shape came into view. They were deep enough that Grian's red jumper appeared grey, and Scar managed wrap his arms around the smaller boy. 'Grian!' He yelled, voice muffled. The avian didn't react, and Scar smashed a second breathing crystal over his nose. The blue shards littered Grian's face, and the gills grew on his neck. Still no reaction. Scar swam for the surface.

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'Grian, wake up!' Scar begged, shaking him. He had tried every crystal he had, the jump boost, the speed, strength, regeneration, even his healing ones, which were the rarest. Nothing had worked. 'Grian!' He cried. The gills had faded long ago, but not before dispelling a huge amount of water. Thinking furiously, Scar ripped open his crystal pouch and grabbed his three remaining healing crystals, using them all at once. It seemed to work. Grian twitched... if that was an improvement. Scar tried CPR again, not even hesitating to do mouth-to-mouth. He tried to imagine he was just kissing Grian, who was alive and well. Come on, Grian. He thought. Wake up.

He didn't give up for hours. By evening, Xisuma had found him crying over the avian's body.

(Alternative happy ending cause I'm nice)

After a few repetitions of CPR, Grian coughed. A tiny, miniscule cough, but he was awake. Scar fell back with a gasp. 'Grian!'

'S-Scar?' Grian croaked. Scar hugged him, feeling the tears fall.

'I thought you were dead!' Scar choked out. 'You- You drowned! What were you doing? Why are you out here?'

Grian coughed again. 'I was looking for- I was trying to find you a Jellie.' He admitted. Scar swelled with warmth. 'You were?'

'Yeah, I knew you missed her from Season 6... But I didn't realise how rare they were! I was flying over the ocean when my wings stopped... and I couldn't fix it! And I fell, and took damage, and started struggling...' Grian rambled incoherently.

'Grian.' Scar silenced him with another hug. 'Thank you.' He pulled out an Xp bottle and handed it to Grian, who spread his wings and smash it, letting the feathers absorb the orbs. 'Come on, you want to go keep searching?' Scar suggested. 'I think theres a village that way?' He rummaged through his pouch again, trying to find a green locator crystal.

'You want to... keep going?'

'Well, I don't mind. Do you want to head home?' Scar held up obsidian.

'No, let's keep searching.' Grian kissed Scar. 

How was that? Constructive criticism is always appreciated.

Whelp, peace out. Till next time, folks