Grian Oneshots

𓅪Past Grians 3𓅪

A/N

This is the last part of 'past Grians' so I hope you enjoy!

TW: abuse

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All five players - the four Grians and Xisuma - were standing in front of the glowing portal, a nervous shiver running through their bodies.  The Rift glowing an eerie pink as the group feels a tugging towards it, no choice but to slide closer to it, as the two hermits try to plant their feet firmly on the ground but to no avail as they keep getting pulled closer.

"Grian! What is happening!?" Xisuma yelled and all look at him, the hermit one answering. "I don't know but I don't think we have a choice but to travel through the rift as well - it's like it has a mind of it own."

The light blinded them as they traveled through the portal, their eyes closing as a result, only opening when chatter could be heard. Only three of the five players in the empty school hallway. Both Grians tense at the familiar yet unwelcome sight.

"ohh~ Taurtis~!" A voice calls through the hallways and both Grians tense, slowly turning around in sync, now standing in front of a taller brunette with bunny ears, his red eyes seeming to have an eerie glow to them.

"Oh, I see you brought friends, what did I say to you about talking to people without my permission? Don't worry, I'm not mad, just disappointed, you don't want me to bring out the knife, do you?" The brunette asked with a smile - Xisuma concluded that this must be the infamous Sam. "N-no Sam" the smaller Grian replied, his voice trembling in fear.

"Leave him alone!" Xisuma ordered and hermit-Grian mentally slapped him, there was no possibility of this turning out positively.

"Don't worry! He loves me! We're dating, isn't that right Taurtis?" The honeyed reply came, and X grew more furious as the reply in the form of a small "y-yes" came.

"I will not let you abus-" X didn't have the chance to finish his sentence before a knife was drawn, at first it looked like it was covered in rust but at closer inspection, he realized it was dried blood.

"This is what happens when you disobey me Taurtis, others get hurt and next time it will be you" The smile growing to a grin.

Grian was quicker on his feet and reflexes thanks to the Watcher side of him, so he didn't get to think the plan through before pushing X away, the knife cut into his cheek instead. He raised his hand up to feel the warm crimson liquid seeping out of a cut, that luckily hadn't made it all the way through his skin. Besides the pain in his cheek, he felt a tugging towards the end of the corridor, so naturally he grabbed his admins hand and bolted towards it, hoping to find a portal - and as expected he did, not hesitating for a second before jumping in.

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The two found themselves on a new lush server, standing in the middle of a stone platform with a symbol resembling a broken nether portal of obsidian below them - Evolution SMP.

"Grian I'm so sorry about your cheek! I shouldn't have spoken!" The admin cried as he lightly touched the wounded cheek, and the blonde flinched.

"It's alright, it'll heal. I blame no one but Sam" The duo was interrupted by whispers and looked up to see a group of people staring at them, a few diamond swords raised.

"Calm down, I know them" a familiar voice called as the green-clad admin made his way through the small group of players. "They are the ones who helped me back here" A smile forming on his lips.

The peace was interrupted as portals materialized and giant beings appeared in front of them, the Watchers, a truly terrifying sight. Giants ranging from 4 blocks to 10, a mask - with the same symbol as the server - covering half of their face, eyes sprawled on their obsidian skin as if freckles, the only place escaping the trypophobia of eyes was the hair as white as quartz, even the wings - in colors ranging from black as dark as the void to a dark indigo - and halo had eyes glowing other-worldly. One Watcher locked all its eyes on the two hermits.

"||𝙹⚍ ᔑ∷ᒷ リ𝙹ℸ ̣ ᓭ⚍!¡!¡𝙹ᓭᒷ↸ ℸ ̣ 𝙹 ʖᒷ ⍑ᒷ∷ᒷ" It said and a chill went down the hermits' spines, then fear as the Watcher muttered something to himself, a portal opening below them, swallowing the two hermits.

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Grian open his eyes and immediately knew he was in the Watchers realm, luckily in his own room and not anywhere the other Watchers could see - and kill - the two.

"oh, it's you again, I wondered where the rift took you" Xelqua said, his mask off now and not as terrifying as the Watchers the two had just seen. Xisuma bowed and Grian elbowed him. "Stop it, He- I hate being a watcher at this point" he whispers, and the admin awkwardly straightens his back, muttering sorry under his breath.

"It's fine, I got to go now, it's time for my flying lessons - the only thing I actually look forward to" He held a pause, "well now that I know I'll eventually escape I look forward to that as well" he said, a faint smile showing as he slid on his mask.

A faint tugging pulled the duo towards the door past Grian just exited.

"Don't tell me we have to follow him" Xisuma groaned, knowing the danger the Watchers posed, especially in their own realm. Grian shrugged and followed himself out of the door. The tugging led them through long corridors and purple rooms, faint chatter in an ancient language could be heard, but not a Watcher in sight. Then an agonizing scream rung through the corridors and Grian cringed as he recognized it as his own.

Curiosity got the best of the admin on the other hand, and he followed the scream through yet another maze of corridors with hasty steps, no matter how much Grian tried to stop him, knowing what sight lay in front of them. He followed his admin, and they finally came to the room he had dubbed 'The Torture Chamber'. Because of his rebellious behavior and trouble with authority, he had to spend a lot of time there.

Xisuma entered with no thought and saw a familiar figure, Grian grimaced, but silently entered behind his admin. In the room was a Watcher, arms chained to the wall with magic cuffs, the magic slithering up against the bare arms and torso of Xelqua, leaving burn marks sprawled behind the already scarred hermit in a sick purple color that slowly faded to red as the skin was burned away. Another scream and suddenly the other Watcher noticed the two strange figures and locked eyes on them.

"X, I think it's time we run again" Grian didn't leave time for a reply as he grabbed his admins hand and ran to the tugging, he finally saw the pink glow of a portal and the two sped up and dashed into the for once welcome portal.

A relieved sigh went through both hermits as they recognized the welcoming cave that Grian had his home in, then X remembered the horrors he had witnessed, and his relief changed to worry.

"I don't care what you say Grian, I'm getting you a therapist"

The end

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