SULLY'S MUSICAL GRIAN ONESHOTS!! ✨

Clara Bow

today

we explore

watchers

it's not only grian who was changed

(note: take this as the main canon to the watcher group i've created- although it does contradict abit of their first appearance.)

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The Fair.

Infamous- the largest celebration in Voidwalker history, full of junk food, opportunities, fair games, and the biggest part that only comes once in a blue moon. Every time a leader dares to retire.

The All-Seeing Eye.

Millions of eyes appear, sparkling like stars in the sky. Then the main attraction begins- The descent of the Watchers, landing and flaring out the tens of purple wings they possess. Here to find a new apprentice.

The next leader.

And Zenx is the perfect age to be chosen. He's dancing around with his twin, Xonyd. Everyone from school, teachers and peers and family think he's going to be chosen- a bright, enthusiastic young walker with a practically natural skillset suited to code and magic.

The only doubt is Xonyd- Zenx loves his twin to the moon and back. It's a gamble if he'd leave Xonyd behind for fame.

It's a gamble if he gets chosen, anyway. Many match Zenx's skills, even including Xonyd. Yet, no one has the sheer amount of enthusiasm he has. A rare thing for the young Voidwalkers; known for calm temperaments and often cynical views.

The performance is starting soon. Zenx is grinning at Xonyd, dragging him towards the packed entrance- the Watchers are known for having stunning shows, displays of their reality warping abilities and spectacular magic.

Even if it's a rather long line to enter.

"Zen, let's just slip infront. Why are we back here?"

"It's rude to cut, X!"

Xonyd rolled his eyes, grabbing Zenx's hand and pulling him through the dense groupings of people. Zenx yelped, waving his free hand as Xonyd brought him inside. People are still piling in, it's not nearly as crowded as it would become.

With simply a glance, Zenx shot himself into the air with an obscure spell he'd found, watching Xonyd follow after him. He almost crashes into the very front of the crowd, having to dodge groups of moving people to land safely.

They've procured a seat right next to the stage.

Amazing.

Zenx high-fives his less-enthusiastic brother, settling down as chatter fills the stadium. It'd be an hour before the Head Watcher, Qeux, arrives. Most people keep out of the way of the youngsters; they know that the Watchers only choose teenagers. It'd be better not to piss off the future Head by accident.

So they wait, anxious excitement filling each twin. Even if Xonyd wouldn't admit it, the thought of becoming a Watcher was thrilling. They were gods, magical beings of pure creation.

Xonyd felt some pull to that. Maybe it was the power that would be at his fingertips. His intentions certainly aren't as pure as his brother's- and he knows that.

Xonyd really hopes Zenx gets chosen.

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The lights flicker off. 

Zenx gasped, eyes wide. He was grinning, as bright purple speckled the sky above. It bursts, distracting the audience as Qeux, the current leader, landed, followed by Xunle- the only surviving member of the original Watcher Trio, surviving even the first Listener Attacks.