Grian Oneshots

𖤍Grian is MAD𖤍

𖤍Authors Note𖤍

TW: Violence, killing,

Scarian <3

Hope you enjoy the story!

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Grian stumbles back as a wave of magic hits him, something was wrong, and he could feel it all the way to the bones, a message from his admin that confirmed his worries pinged in on his communicator:

[EVERYONE COME QUICKLY TO SPAWN!"] was written and the parrot decided it was best to teleport a little away from spawn and then fly the short distance to make it seem as if he had flown all the way, so that was exactly what he did. He landed in front of Xisuma and saw the towering portal behind him. A Watcher portal.

The admin looked around the spawn where the group of worried hermits had gathered, he took a deep breath before speaking.
"Everyone, I have bad news. Watchers have infiltrated this server and taken Scar, Doc, and Impulse-" the admin continued to speak but Grian did not hear a word. All he could hear was his own panicked breathing and his heart thumping fast in his head. Out of everyone, they had taken him. His boyfriend. The person he trusted more than anything. THEY WILL PAY! NOBODY takes his boyfriend away from him without PAYING tenfold! If anyone had paid attention to Grian instead of their admin, they would have seen his eyes flicking in and out of a purple glow and his wings twitching slightly with rage. The blonde could barely see anything, pure rage fogged his vision, and everything had a sudden purple tint.

At last, the admin noticed the distressed stage of his hermit and then assured Grian that the hermits trapped would be safe.

"Grian, they are okay for now, "we need to make a plan, before we do anything rash, this portal seems to be stable and will likely stay up for easy access to the server for a couple of days, I promise I'll do anything to bring them back. Grian, we're going to get your boyfriend home safely."

"No! They will PAY! And it is going to be NOW!" he hisses and pushes past Mumbo, who two seconds too late realized what his best friend had planned and with two quick steps he had reached the portal and was on the other side.

Mumbo tried to follow but this time Xisuma made sure no more players entered.
"Listen here! we don't need any more players in the danger zone, Grian is most likely captured by the Watchers and with the others." the admin takes a couple of deep breaths in before continuing, needing to think for a few minutes, "we all go through excepts Stress and Cub who stays behind with medical supplies, we go in and try to stay low profile and try to locate the hermits as soon as possible-" the masked admin was about to add something to the plan but didn't get to as he felt some magic movement and soon realized what it was.

"EVERYONE! WEAPONS READY! SOMETHING IS PASSING THROUGH THE PORTAL!" he ordered, and everyone raised their bow and arrow, ready to fire at whatever horrible creature might enter onto the green grass.

Everyone gasped as they saw what exited the portal. It was the beloved, chaotic pesky bird, soaked in blood. The crimson liquid had his hair discolored and falling flat down on his face. The blood on his face was still dripping down but there were no apparent visible wounds. In his hand was the hand of his boyfriend, and soon behind them came Doc and Impulse, the pair occasionally stealing glances at the parrot, scared by what they had seen in The End.

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Doc was standing closest to the prison door out of all the hermits, if anyone were going to come in to attack them, he was the closest and he would protect the others, which was his duty as the tallest and the strongest of the three.

"None of you are hurt right?" he asked, worry lacing his voice as he needed his friends to be safe,

"Nope" came the reply from a sad Scar, "I just miss Grian."

"I'm not hurt eith-" a scream cut off Impulse, and out of their cell they saw Watchers running around, panic and chaos spreading all around the room. A smaller Watcher appeared and killed another Watcher in front of the cell. Blood splattered on the already blood-covered figure. Magic was twirling around his hands, every now and then reaching out and killing the Watchers his sword could not reach.

Quicker than the trapped hermits could ask each other what was going on all the Watchers laid dead on the floor of the room in front of them. There was complete silence except for the heavy breathing of the blood-soaked watcher. He turned around towards them, raised his hand and Doc instinctively covered himself to best intent with his arms as magic shot towards them.

Bang

The magic blasted the door open and luckily no harm had happened to any of the hermits. The creeper took a protective stand in front of his friends.

"DON'T YOU FUCKINH DARE HURT US!"
An almost insane giggle escaped the terrifying figure in front of them "I just killed the Watchers to save you all, why the FUCK would I hurt you!?" The Watcher hissed and Scar pushes past the hermits and throws his arms around the Watcher, almost crying. "Oh, my Xelqua, are you okay!? That is not your blood right!? Are you hurt!?"
"I'm fine, relax, the only blood that was shed today was the other Watchers."

"SCAR! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!? IT COULD BE DANGEROUS! YOU DON'T KNOW IT! WHAT IF IT'S A TRAP!!??" The creeper hissed at his friend, even if the unfamiliar Watcher had saved them, that did not mean they could trust it. What if it were just an act to gain their trust?
"MY BOYFRIEND IS NOT AN 'IT' AND I WOULD RECOGNIZE MY SUNSHINE ANYWHERE AND HE WOULD DO ANYTHING TO KEEP ME FROM HARM!" Scar yelled, his hand in the Watchers hand.
A sigh of relief escapes Doc and Impulse. "Grian?" Doc asks, not fully believing that the terrifying creature in front of them was the harmless, small parrot. It felt so out of place.
"That would be me" He says and with a small smile on his lips he transforms back to his human-form, the hair turn from white as quartz to dirty-blonde, still stained by the crimson liquid, his obsidian-skin fades back to beige and the color returns to his wings. His smile fades and a serious expression replaces it.

"They didn't hurt or turn any of you, right?" he asks, and Impulse shakes his head.
"No, they didn't get to do anything to us before you came here on your killing-spree."

"Sorry about that, I needed to get rid of them before they could do anything to you, being hurt or turned by a Watcher is horrible" he says and Doc nods. "Familiar with that G?" he asks half-joking, then remembers the burning hatred the smaller had killed the other of his kind in and regretted his question.

"They tortured me for not wanting to be like them" He looked away and blinked the tears in his eyes away, then he lit up with a smile again.

"Let's get back to hermitcraft and let us get cleaned up!"

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Xisuma looked at the hermit covered in blood in front of him, shocked that he had gone through the portal and freed to hermits, and worried for the hermit that appeared to be seriously hurt. In shock that it was one of their own that had exited the portal, a few hermits had released their arrows but for a strange reason they burned with purple flames before they even reached the hermits.

"Oh, my Xelqua! Grian are you okay!?" the admin yelled distressed and ran up to him.

"I need a shower; I can't taste or smell anything other than the metallicness of blood" he mutters, and X pulls out his admin panels and scans the hermits for wounds. All results turn out negative.

Grian walked past the admin and Xisuma instead turned his attention towards Doc.

"What happened?" he asked, and Doc shrugged.

"Grian is a lot scarier than you'd think" was all he said and when asked to elaborate he just said: "That's not my secret to tell."

Xisuma was as left confused as ever when he turned around again, and the small pesky bird was nowhere to be seen.

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