Etho and the rest of Grian's friends were escorted down to the arena and seated in the VIP section. Technoblade had let him out of his control a bit ago, and Etho was chewing on his fingernails due to pure stress. Once he was seated, Bdubs nudged him, snapping Etho back to reality, and Etho stopped chewing on his fingernails.
The arena was circular, and quite big. After 5 minutes of sitting down, Etho hears a bell ring, and sees the arena doors open. On Etho's right side, the current king, King Aziel, walked out, acting all confident, and on his left side, he sees Grian walking out, head held high.
"Etho, no matter what happens, promise me you'll get out. I'm messaging the others telling them to not fight Aziel if I fail."
"I-I-I promise. Please make it out, Grian. I can't lose a friend like this..."
"I'll do my best, Etho. You've always been a great friend, and an amazing person. Don't let anyone make you think otherwise."
"Thanks, Grian. Good luck. You'll need it."
Etho feels the connection between them break, and he silently cried. What if that was the last time he ever spoke to Grian? What if... no. He had to think positive, but it was so hard to do so.
There was a voice over the loudspeaker, speaking something, but Etho didn't catch what he said. He heard words like fight, death, and luck, but everything else was lost in his head.
He sees the others starting to chat amongst the others talking about what Grian had said. Etho joined in on this conversation, and everyone made him confident they could get him out before any barriers holding him here came back up, preventing his escape.
"Real quick," Techno says, jumping into the conversation as quickly as he could, "I want you all to be quiet in Grian's mind. He needs to focus, and I might be able to help him. Got it?"
Everybody nods in agreement, and they quiet down as the announcer starts to talk.
"EVERYONE, GIVE IT UP FOR... KING AZIEL!"
Everybody except for Etho and the 7 other friends in the VIP section cheer loudly for King Aziel.
"AND GIVE IT UP, FOR THE YOUNGEST ELITE WATCHER IN THE SYSTEM, XELQUA!"
Everybody cheers for Grian, though most of them halfheartedly.
"NOW, THIS IS A FIGHT TO THE DEATH, NOT A FIGHT TO THE SURRENDER! I WISH BOTH CONTESTANTS THE BEST OF LUCK IN THIS FIGHT! WHOEVER REMAINS AT THE END WINS THE CROWN!"
Everybody cheers loudly for both contestants as the two walk up to each other to start the fight. All 8 of the VIP section people send their "good luck" and "please don't die" messages to Grian, and they all get a "Thank you, guys." before the fight starts.
They see Grian walking away from King Aziel, and Etho looks at the rest of the group, each of them looking worried or scared.
"Okay, everybody, don't transmit anything to Grian's mind. I need his mind to be clear for me to be able to work him through this fight." says Technoblade, out of the blue.
Everybody, staying silent, nods to him, and they all relax as much as they could.
I hope this isn't the last time I hear anything from Grian...
"I hope this isn't the last time we hear anything from our parrot..." says Bdubs.
"LET THE GAMES BEGIN!"
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Stolen (A Grumbo/Vampire Mumbo fanfic)
FanfictionMumbo has mental health issues. When his best friend Grian disappears with only a note left behind, his mental health worsens and continues to go downhill. Will Mumbo be able to find Grian and go back to normal, or will the voices in his head overta...
