Hermitcraft oneshots

.•⦁ Hermitcraft Under Attack Pt 2 ⦁•.

Alternative title: No mercy
Genre?: idk, angst?
Notes/prompt/idea: pt two of hermitcraft under attack :)
Ship: none
TW: none?
(tell me if I missed any?)

Sorry for late update! Had an exam yesterday, so hopefully this is an acceptable pt 2. Idk if I like it, but couldn't think of anything to add really. Might be a bit rushed when I look back- :,)

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•Xisuma POV•
Only I knew what Grian actually was, a watcher.

As I sat on one of the couches in the community building with my right arm wrapped in bandages, I thought and worried about what to do next.

None of the hermits saw the extra eyes or the purple tint of his wings, but I did. How had he fooled us for so long? How had he fooled me for so long?

I was supposed to be the best admin around! The one that didn't let watchers on the server! The only person that had such high security! And still, a watcher slipped in through the cracks...

I should have known. We weren't going to get any new players in season six, but then he joined and surprised us all.

What was I supposed to do with him? He had made friends with each and every hermit, gaining everyone's trust! No one would let me ban him for no reason... so I would have to tell them their friend was a horrible watcher...

Unless...

He fought the weaker watcher and protected me at the cost of his own health. Is he a good watcher? A runaway? Like Xelqua? But what if that was a cover to try and get me to trust him even further!?

Ughhh this is so frustrating!!!
I grabbed my head and sighed loudly, gaining the attention of Stress who sat in the corner reading a book.

She looked up at me with a nervous expression, waiting for me to meet her eyes.

When I didn't she started to ask, "what's bothering you, X? Grian should be healing up fine and you should be as well!"

"Oh it's nothing... I was just worrying about the security of the server," I explained with a small, forced smile.

"Okay then, but if there's anything on your mind you need to talk about, you know all of us are willing to listen!" She smiled brightly, looking back at her book before deciding to say something else, "and if you need help with admin work you have multiple people who can help so we don't get the same situation as last time."

I grimaced at the mention of my breakdown a few months back. That was not pretty and I promised I wouldn't ever let that happen again.

Maybe I should tell someone... it would be the easiest thing to do. But then again it could spread and cause panic...

In the end, I decided to sleep on the matter.

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•Third person POV•
By the next morning Xisuma had made up his mind he would tell Keralis. He was the best at keeping very important secrets and he knew all the hermits very well. And maybe he would know what to do.

So early that morning Keralis got a message from his dear friend that he was coming over.

When the admin arrived, Keralis somehow already had tea and cookies on the coffee table.