Grian Oneshots

The Endgame

Grian's past was now his present. After the watchers broke through his barriers and found hermitcraft, there was no going back. In the end it was a fight to the death, hopefully of the watchers. Located in the deep end, where Sam and all his allies were controlling their plan, were six of the hermits; Grian, Xisuma, Mumbo, Scar, Cub and Joe.

The fight was getting more and more intense. Olan was getting weaker and weaker, but Watchers took a long time to die. Even with Grian, Mumbo and Xisuma all fighting him, the watcher was still strong and launching out attacks.

Grian turned around at the sound of a scream. It was Mumbo. Another watcher, Zeliph, had snuck up behind him, almost stabbing him in the back. Mumbo was now in a 1V1, with a being 100x stronger and better than a player. Grian saw his friend's plight and longed to help, but he couldn't leave Xisuma to fight Olan by himself. Even being an admin, there was only so much he could do. Thankfully some of the other hermits finished healing and came to Mumbo's aid.

Time skip

Olan was almost dead, Grian could see it. His attacks were getting weaker, his health dropping quickly. As Xisuma dealt the final blow, Grian smiled. At last, the watchers were gone.

He was about to return to the other hermits when he screamed.

Pain.

So much pain.

Grian turned around in time to see Sam, about to die. He was covered in blood, wings torn and tattered and cloaks ripped revealing deep cuts all over his body. In his hands he held a sword, barely strong enough to hold it. Seconds later, the sword went into Grian for a second time, and everything went black.

The world said goodbye to Grian.

Mumbo POV ~

Olan was dead. Zeliph was dead.

After hours of battling, the fight was over. They could all return home, be a happy family again.

Mumbo heard a scream. He looked around just in time to see Sam plunge his sword into Grian's back, before falling to the ground himself.

Grian clutched his stomach, and slowly flopped onto the hard endstone.

Mumbo rushed over to Grian's side.

'GRIAN! Nonono, this can't be happening. XISUMA!!'

X heard the cries of his friends and ran over to help. Mumbo was shaking and crying, trying to put some sort of life into his friend. Xisuma looked at Grian a few times, but after pulling up his admin logs, shook his head and put his arm around the now sobbing Mumbo.

Soon enough the rest of the people in the group came to Grian's side, all sobbing and kneeling by his body.

Sam was nearby, also dead. Mumbo took one look at him, and kicked his body over the edge into the void. Xisuma saw the anger and hurt in his friend's eyes, and made a mental note never to make Mumbo mad.

After a while, the hermits returned to the overworld, Mumbo carrying Grian's body with him. It broke Xisuma's heart to see the rest of the hermits faces light up with joy, and then turn to sadness when they saw Mumbo with Grian's body.

The storm was over. The rogue watchers were dead, everything returned to normal.

They had given Grian a proper burial, of course. His wings were made into taxidermy, and put on the monument that was erected in his honour.

Mumbo spent most of his time sitting in front of the statue.

Actually, Mumbo spent all his time sitting in front of the statue.