Hermitcraft oneshots

.•⦁ Hermitcraft Under Attack Pt 3 ⦁•.

Alternative title: You deserve this
Genre?: angst
Notes/prompt/idea: hermitcraft under attack pt 3
Request: by @VeeVanilla23
Ship: none
TW: blood(not much), stabbing, betrayal, a tinsy tiny bit of torture ig you could call it
(tell me if I missed any?)

Hermitcraft pt 3 as per request, @VeeVanilla23 hope this is what you wanted :)
I got exam week coming up 😭 so I might not post but I shall try my best 💪

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•Grian POV•
I watched from a distance as purple beings poured from portals onto the Hermitcraft server.

I didn't mind that this used to be my home, and that it was now being destroyed. I stopped considering this server as a home the moment I woke up in the void.

I hadn't deserved it, but they didn't show any mercy, so that's what I instructed the army to do in return.

After watching for a few more moments, my second in command came up behind me. "Xelqua," they spoke strongly, "you are sure you want to do this?"

"Yes, quite sure I shall have you know, Xerxes," I paused and looked to the battle happening below, "they deserve everything that has come to them. Now if you shall excuse me, I have an admin to find."

I opened my violet wings and flapped them to lift off into the air, leaving Xerxes to overlook the battle.

I seethed internally, they better not question my decisions again, or I'd demote them.

As I flew over the battle taking place, I scanned it for my former admin.

I circled once, twice, and then the third time I saw him, fighting a high ranking watcher and trying to type in commands at the same time.

Oh how sad, his players all fought around him, trying to beat my army of highly trained watchers. Hah, now you wish you had my protection huh?

I swooped down between the admin and watcher, growling, "this one's mine."

The soldier backed off and let me have him, understanding not to mess with me.

The admin kept frantically typing on his communicator, not looking up at me. But there was nothing he could do, I having been a admin myself, disabled the shields he had to let the army in.

With my new obsidian sword I pushed my former admin to the ground. He frantically tried to get up and grab his sword, but my sword was instantly at his throat.

I lifted his head with the tip so I could look at him. He attempted to looked away from me, but I wanted him to see me when I killed him.

Sadly there was no recognition in his eyes, and I couldn't have that. But just as I was about to introduce myself to him once more, he decided he was allowed to speak.

"Why?! Why are you doing this to us?! We haven't done anything to you!" He cried, trying to make me pity him.

"Oh, but you have, Xisumavoid," I spoke coldly, wishing he was dead already.

"No, no, no- I haven't done anything!" He kept insisted.

Doc spoke from where he fought, "X hasn't done anything to you! And neither have we!" He gestured at the other hermits hurriedly.

"I thought admins didn't lie to their players, Xisumavoid!" I pushed my sword further against his neck, seeing a small drop of blood roll down it. I smiled sinisterly, which was creepier as I had on my watcher mask.

"What do you mean?!" He said before screaming in pain as I threw a small dagger into his leg, pinning it to the ground where he sat.

I scoffed. "You know what I mean! Do they even know where their friend went?"