The Watcher-Prime: New Order

Chapter 5: In Which The Primes Turn Against Eachother

I didn't do it. It's not me. It's not me. It's not me.

CRACK.

It's not me. It's not me. It's not me.

CRACK. CRACK.

It's not ME. It's not ME. IT'S ME. HE'S HERE FOR ME.

CRACK.

Gem eyes flew open.

Someone was here. Silence. Slowly, very slowly, the Prime Admin lifted herself into a sitting position. Instinctively, she knew. The Nature Admin looked up. Thin cracks radiated away from a point directly above the Prime's head. The ceiling dipped. One more hit-

CRACK.

"AAAAAAAaaaaaaIIIiiiiiii!" The roof collapsed, and Gem screamed, throwing up her hands.

She had no reason to fear, The vines wrapped themselves around her, spiraling through the floor and throwing themselves over the Prime fast as snakes. Debri crashed down, ricocheting off the cage.

"Whoo..." The Prime exhaled, letting her shoulders drop. The vines receded back into their holes. Gem stood up, surveying the damage. The vines had completely demolished the tiling when they broke through the ground. The ceiling was, of course, non-existent.

Gem launched herself over the debri and onto the building wall, which remained standing. Small white room, one story, middle of nowhere. Not a being to be seen.

...Hermitcraft? Gem frowned. Then-

"Leniendo." Gem's blood turned cold. The Prime floated down, locating the little yellow vial in the debri. As Lady of Nature, Gem knew all there was to know about plants. And she knew Leniendo on sight. Thin yellow sap with pearlescent notes. Red on contact with heat, could be detonated if heat exceeded seventy-two degrees. Potent sedative when chilled.

Gem pulled back the sleeve of her robe. Red veins. "AGHh!" Gem threw her sleeve back down, shaking. The Prime flipped around, and evaporated into gray vapor.

. . .

"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU XELQUA." The sky thundered.

Grian dropped his teacup. It shattered.

"Uhm, bud, is it just me or did the sky just speak?" Mumbo trilled.

"Something's just come up." Grian yelped. "I gotta goOOoOOoOOOO-" The Watcher-Prime vanished, crashing into as she was stood at her desk. Both Primes were thrown to the floor.

"OW. XEL." Pearl winced.

"Save me, Pearl!" Grian rolled away, leaping to his feet.

"Oh dear, what've you done now?" Pearl facepalmed.

"YOU DRUGGED ME!?" A vine curled around Grian's foot.

"Too late." Grian muttered as he was yanked onto the tower's balcony. "I forget you can do that." Grian sighed when he saw Nature's Prime. She was hovering on the clouds, hair whipping furiously. "How are you keeping the storm from brewing over?"

"YOU SEDATED ME." Gem glared, eyes blazing.

"PuT mE dOOwOOOooWn!" Grian cried as vine snaked up his leg and hoisted him into the air.

"Eep!" Pearl clamped her hands over her mouth as she dashed out and saw her partner dangling over the edge of the very tall tower balcony. Then- "Gem!? How'd they get to you!?"

"Who?" Niaya raised an eyebrow.

"The Listeners. That's why you;ve turned on us." Pearl gasped.

"What?" Gem blanched, "We'll circle back to that later. I'm here because of this!" Gem gestured to Grian's upside-down form. Grian grimaced.

"Is now a bad time to ask how you're awake?"

Gem's eyes flared. A second vine shot up twelve stories and smacked the Physical Prime Admin, sending him swinging.

"Ohkay, ohkay, this is going too far, Gem!" Grian squealed.

"Please stop trying to assisinate my assistant!" Pearl bit her lip.

"Assistant!?" Grian's voice jumped an octave.

"Stop stalling and EXPLAIN YOURSELF."

"You were out of control! There are still five broken windows in need of repair! I was doing what was best for Minecraftia!"

"So you knocked me out with LENIENDO!?"

Grian was silent.

"You can't know that." The physical Prime spoke finally,

"You left a vial behind, and besides my veins are still red. You thought I wouldn't know? Me?"

"In my defense you're still supposed to be asleep." Grian winced.

"BECAUSE ONE VIAL OF LENIENDO TAKES A YEAR TO WEAR OFF." Gem seethed.

"Xelqua!" Pearl gasped, stumbling back.

"You're a liability, Gem! I wasn't thinking! And besides, I could've given you the antidote whenever I wanted!"

"Yah, and when were you planning on doing that?" Gem hissed.

Grian didn't respond.

"There were multiple vials, Grian. You were planning on me sleeping for a long, long time. What were you gonna tell the others? That I got lost in an ancient portal? Disappeared? Sent out search patrols to find me? You hid me in Hermitcraft, Grian. Nobody was going to look for me on a server I'm BANNED FROM."

Pearl looked winded. Grian was silenced.

"I'm calling for a Culling." Gem announced.

"You can't." Pearl breathed.

"It's fine, Pearl. You know I'll win it. I'm Notch." Grian had already accepted the circumstances.

"They'll all team up against you at the beginning." Pearl closed her eyes.

"I'll get it over with in ten minutes. Tops." Grian promised.

"I wouldn't be too sure about that." Gem set her jaw. "I'm going to compete."

. . .

Scar had never really taken his power seriously. Zombies,  phantoms, withers - they were all pretty harmless to him. Most of the creatures he summoned liked him. Even before Grian had turned up and whipped Scar into some fancy position (Scar still wasn't sure why people were bowing to him) - Scar had always had an affinity for dead things. Creepers had never liked him, and polar bears attacked him - much to Scar's dismay. He'd only wanted to adopt it. 

Zombies on the other hand... Zombies were Scar's only friends. Maybe because they were the most humanoid. Of course, there was the odd one off that would hunt him for sport. But for the most part, the zombies regarded Scar as their equal. 

Scar had many memories of baby zombies being brought to him with severe sun burns. In exchange for curing them, the zombies would bring him all kinds of neat little nick-knacks. Carrots, copper, iron, shells, sometimes even enchanted gear or weapons. 

Phantoms would tell him what they'd seen in exchange for shiny things, and skeletons would stop trying to kill him if he proved his prowess in archery to them. 

All that was different, now. Now they all bowed to him, too. Which was why this was incredibly unprecedented. Then again, Ender Dragons weren't technically undead.