Another Side to The Hermits

Another Side to The Hermits Part 8

Author's Note: Oh noes the badness! Oh noessss!

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Grian:

" Are you lying to us Cub?" I continued in my own interrogation as Scar jumped to defend.

 " Cub is telling the truth. I didn't put him in the project until recently." Scar put his hand on Cub.

 Scar was protectively holding Cub, who was now terrified of our little group. 

 I leaned back as Mumbo leaned forward to try and make peace, " We believe you." Mumbo sighed as he looked between us. 

 Cub had stood up, " We can turn on the portal to get you guys home. " he sighed as Scar looked away. 

 Cub motioned for us to follow.

 " Why have other ways to make money honestly." he shook his head as he took out a torch.

  Iskall decided to pick me up instead to give Mumbo some breathing room for once. 

 Doc picked Ren back up as the two let out a sigh. 

 We all followed Cub down a narrow staircase that led deep underground. I touched the wall with my good hand as we walked.

 " We're getting into unfamiliar territory now." I sighed as Iskall nodded, " Yep. This doesn't fit the actual country club at all." he looked around the spiral staircase. 

 Mumbo let out a cough, " Mate, are you sure we're going the right way?" he asked Cub as he swatted the dust away from his face. Cub nodded, " I know this place like the back of my hand." he said as he led us into a wide hallway. 

 We all resorted to idle chitchat until Cub let us to this large room where a strange, huge machine sat alone. Cub flipped a switch causing the lights to come on making the room brighter. 

 Cub sighed, " This is what we used." he motioned as he snuffled out his torch.

Cub walked towards the machine. He quickly pressed a couple of buttons, " The machine takes a while to start up, so let's talk I guess." he leaned against the box next to the control panel. 

 Ren was the first to speak.

 " Why is the timeline different here?" he asked as he tilted his head. 

 Cub crossed his arms, " That's a good question actually." he looked at his watch. 

Cub looked up at us again.

 " I haven't been able to figure that out honestly. My prediction is that some universes are set so that when something bad happens it doesn't happen all at once. If too many bad events happened at once it way weaken the multiverse." Cub guess with a shrug as he put his hands into his pockets. 

 The machine started to buzz and beep causing Cub to quickly straighten himself. 

 He turned to face the control panel, " Things are going well. It shouldn't be long now." he turned to face us with a small smile.

 I looked at him, " Should we be standing so close to it?" I asked as Cub let out a soft, " Oh." he looked back at the towering machine. Cub let his shoulders droop, " You are probably right...." he laughed awkwardly as he led us towards a small room.

The room was small and wide. A long glass pane lined one wall of the room, " You guys will be safe in here." he smiled as he put on some protective armor. 

 Doc and Mumbo put Ren and me down on the ground respectively. 

 Doc took a step forward, " What are you doing?" he asked as Cub finished putting on his armor, " I have to stay out here to work the machine." he answered as he broken the button on the inside of the door. 

 Doc started to run towards the door, but it closed before he could get to other Cub. 

 Doc slammed his metal fist against the door.

 " What the hell?!" he shouted as the lights in the room started to go out. 

 A strange mist started to pour into the room, " Scar and I can't let our secret out. It'll ruin Plan B.... Sorry guys." I heard Cub's low voice as Iskall ran up to the door. 

 Doc and Iskall kicked and punched the door as Mumbo ran over to join them.

 " LET US OUT!" Iskall shouted as his punches grew weaker. 

 I looked at the smoke, " Oh my god..." I whispered as I pulled my shirt up to my nose, " What...." Ren let out a cough.

 " What is it?" he whispered as his ears tiredly twitched, " I recognize the color of this gas..." I whispered as the lights flickered once more. 

 Ren laid down as one of his eyes closed, " What..... gas.... effect?" he yawned as he closed both of his eyes and fell asleep.

 I looked down, " Mining fatigue mixed with tranquilizing poison...." I coughed as I breathed in more gas. 

 I faintly looked up at Mumbo, Iskall, and Doc as they too started to collapse.

 Mumbo looked at me, " Grrian?" he walked towards me as he got lower to the ground, " Mumbo, stay awake. We have to try and contact the other hermits..." I coughed as my eyes started to close. 

 The lights in the room turned off as I started to black out. The last thing I heard was Mumbo coughing into his sleeve.