Go West Young Hermit

Go West Young Hermit Part 3

Author's Note: Scaaar. The next part is also a Scar POV. Scar is a good boy. There is also the brief appearances of some of the Western!Hermits + Western!Evolutionists.

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((Travelskip to the town!))

 Scar's POV:

 It was a small town. There were the alternate versions of my friends roaming the streets, and I swore I saw alternate me and Cub standing on a platform trying to sell some kind of tonic. 

 I'm pretty sure my counterpart saw me and winked. It was a bit unnerving.

 Mighty looked back at me, " Spooked about your other side 'ey? I got like that too." the hybrid smirked. I looked at Mighty, " What do you mean?" I questioned as Mighty shrugged, " Eh, Forget about what I said.... I've been under the sun for too long." they laughed tiredly.

 I continued to look around. The alternates of Joe and Ren were talking with the alternate EVO members, primarily Zee, Mini, and BigB. Joe was tuning a violin, and he was fixing his guitar. Doc was standing next to Ren, and the three were laughing with each other. 

 The three of them looked over at me and Mighty. The two hybrids looked at each other cautiously. Doc moved Joe behind him and into a tavern.

 I froze up slightly as Doc moved Ren inside as well before following behind us. My body went cold as I shrunk down slightly. 

 " What's wrong there Mr. Goodtimes?" Mighty questioned as she tied up her horse to the post. Doc came up to Mighty's side and whispered some words. Mighty leaned back and looked into the medical looking building. 

 Both of the hybrid's tails started to twitch, " Well, look, these men are injured alright? We can trust 'em man... You just need to give it time Doc! X has already given permission to help those four get home. We just need to find out where those other two landed." Mighty had an exhausted look on her face. 

 Doc let out a sigh, " Bring the man in then...." he sighed as he looked up at me. Mighty gave an awkward chuckle, " That's the problem, Docm, sir." Mighty frowned at him. 

 The hermit let out an audible sigh as Mighty explained who I was, and how, like my counterpart, I didn't have that great use of my legs. This caused Doc to frown, but he gave me a sympathetic look afterwards. It was honestly surprising that  he could do that considering how he had bandages covering half this face. 

 Doc took me off of the white horse and held me. I twitched uncomfortably as the three of us entered the small building. 

 I looked around the room. There were three beds laid out along the wall, and....

 " Cub!" I gasped happily and shook slightly. Doc hissed at me, and I shrunk back again. I was laid down on the bed beside the vex.

 Mighty looked down at me, " Keep ya voice down in 'ere sir. Your friend here was bitten by that no good Python. A bite from that rattler puts a hybrid out of commission for a week." the hybrid shook her head.

 I frowned at her. Doc started to look me over with a flashlight out, " Is there a Welsknight in this town?" I questioned causing Mighty and Doc to look at each other. Mighty shuffled, " Just as bad as Python. They work as a duo; Robbing people left and right." 

 Doc looked at my face and did a study over that before he started to talk himself. I looked down at him as he checked my arms, " They tend to go after Mighty, Joe, and Ren a lot." he sighed as he scratched his beard with his claw.

 " How come?" I questioned as I took my trench coat off for him. Doc studied my pale arms with a frown. The western version of the creeper looked up at me, " Well, the three work in a band, and Ren runs the HRN. It makes for easy pickings when you got the train master himself to rob." Doc frowned.

 Mighty let out a sigh, " I will admit that Joe and I are more of the peaceful kind. I can defend myself yes, but when that venom gets in my system.... I'm as dead as a roadrunner being eaten by a coyote." 

 That's a weird analogy, but I get the point. There was a groan that came from Cub's tired form. Doc leaned away for me to get a better look at the bear hybrid.

 " Sccccaaar.. If woo.... helllloooooo my vexy boyyy...." Cub grinned in a slurred manner. He tried to raise his hand towards me, but Doc got up and forced the man's arms down to his sides.

 I raised my eyebrow when I noticed that Doc had black scales running down his back and orange marks as well. 

 Doc was, what was it now, a gila monster? That actually makes a lot of sense. Creepers don't live in this world after all, and I bet Python had been changed to fit another animal as well. 

 The man was telling Cub that he was still too weak to control his strength and had to calm down. Cub only pouted at him and rolled onto his stomach. The hermit's tail was wiggling the more he looked at me. 

 " Miph go get baph...." Cub pointed towards his bag that was hung onto a chair; my crutches were leaning against it. Mighty nodded as she picked up the bag and brought it to me. 

 I pulled out my braces and smiled at Cub, " I see you're prepared Cubfan." I mused as he smiled back at me. The bear hybrid had a wool blanket put over him by Doc. Doc ordered that Cub should go back to sleep because the poison would wear off faster.

 Cub made a growling noise, but he fell asleep rather quickly. I put on the braces and tapped against them. Mighty's ears cocked slightly, " What do them braces got to do with anything?" the hybrid questioned.

 I smirked slightly, " This is called magic." I grinned as I stood up on my own two legs. Mighty took a step back as her ears perked up. Doc's eyebrow raised.

 " Pardon my language, but....." Mighty began as she relaxed back to the passive expression.

 " What the actual f-"