Hermitcraft one-shots

Dark past

"You know, I didn't think I would make it this far. Guess I overestimated you all" chuckled Grian, gently spinning his dagger around his hand.

"Well we know now! And we won't let you continue!" Growled Doc, teeth bared and sword raised. Behind him stood all of the other Hermits, all of them had there own weapons in hand.

"It's a bit to late for that now I'm afraid" said Grian, now circling the group, a glint of purple shining in his eyes.

Doc knew the shorter was right, but what he was right about he couldn't recall, but he was still going to fight.

He charged right at the builder, the other Hermits close behind. And then like someone speeded time up, everything flashed before him. And when time went back to normal he was laying down in a puddle of his own blood, the dead body's of his friends surrounding him. Looking up he saw Grian standing over them all, bloody dagger in hand.

"And to think, you could have stopped all of this but you didn't" taunted Grian, shaking his head in mock disappointment.

The creeper hybrid felt a wave of adrenaline make its way through him as he lifted himself up, and stabbed the builder straight through the heart.

Grian fell, laughing as his heart took there last beats. And soon he was dead, Doc soon following.

Every Hermit, excluding Grian (for reasons you'll soon see) woke up with a start. And soon the chat was filled with questions if anyone else had a dream where they were slaughtered by the newest Hermit.

Xisuma called a meeting to be held at the Concorp mini golf course, for maximum potential of Grian not finding them.

"So we all had a dream in which Grian killed us. But what does that mean? Grian wouldn't do that, would he?" Questioned Scar once the meeting started.

Words of agreement spread around the table, maybe they all just happened to dream about the same thing?

Suddenly TFC cursed and sprang up from his chair and bolt to the door, putting in his armor and pulling out his sword as he went.

"TFC! Where are you going?" Asked False, grabbing her own sword to be ready for whatever TFC was running to.

"It was a trick! They wanted us as far away from him as possible so they could take him with as little fighting as possible! And what we saw wasn't just a dream, that's what will happen if we don't hurry!"

Silence filled the room, but soon everyone was screaming and getting there gear on. Stumbling over each other and rummaging through there Ender chests for there good armor.

Xisuma was the one who bothered to ask questions, "Who are they? And what do they want with Grian?"

"They are the Watchers, cruel beings who toy with people of the different worlds. And they want Grian back. They took him from his world and made him a Watcher, but he escaped and came here, they must of finally found him"

"I have to call someone real quick"

Once everyone was ready, the Convex teleported them so that they were right outside Grian's base. Quickly moving the got to the edge to see what was going on.

There on the bottom floor where two hulking shadow creatures with wings, and they seemed to advancing on Grian who had a red forcefield up to protect himself. But it was starting to crack under all of the pressure that the two Watchers were executing.

The Hermits immediately got into action, those who had there elytra or feather falling jumped down to help at ground level, while the others took out there bows and crossbows (or magic in the Vex's cases) and fired from afar.

This successfully diverted the attention of the two beasts, one now aiming for the ones at the top and the second stayed and continue it's attack on Grian.

The people at the top backed away as the creature took flight and charged right towards them, they barely managed to dodge the attack. Scar aimed his magic at where he thought the eyes where, since there where no visible ones on the beasts body. This only served to anger it more, as it then slammed down a large clawed hand at the Vex said Vex barely dodging the attack. Mumbo the proceeded to shot at it's back, hitting right between its wings. This repeated for awhile, the Hermits getting in a few hits with there swords and other weapons from time to time.

The ones fighting inside the base weren't having much more luck, for every blow they did it only got angrier. Grian went to attack at the head but was nocked into his Nether portal, effectively cutting him if from both the Watcha and the Hermits.

Before anyone could process the situation fully the Watcher was barreling towards the portal. But as soon as it reached the portal it was nocked back by a blast of magic.

This made the other Watcher jump back down, the other Hermits following right behind.

Out of the portal stepped a tall figure, clad in red armor with a giant pair of red, white and brown wings. The person had brown and white hair, and three eyes, two on the left and one on the right. One of the eyes was red, another brown and the last was a vibrant purple. And one of the most notable things was all te scars over there face.

"WhO aRE yoU?" Gurgled the second Watcher, voice raspy and distorted.

The person gave a cocky smile as they said, "I am, Lusus. But you may call me, death"

Lusus then proceeded to pull out an enchanted diamond axe, and charged the nearest Watcher. And the Watcher they went after just happened to be the one that was blasted back when they entered, so it didn't have time to dodge and the axe was imbedded deep inside it's chest.

It let out a shrill shriek as black smoke sept out of the wound, the damage only getting worse when Lusus blasted it with more magic.

They pulled the axe out and charged the other Watcher, who had turned to face it's new opponent. "Kill the other one! It's hurt enough so that your weapons should have an effect on it now!" Called Lusus over there shoulder.

The Hermits quickly got to work taking out the beast that dared hurt there friend and thought it could get away without paying for it. And just as the Watcher fell an unholy shriek echoed around the room, signaling the fall of the second Watcher.

The group watched Lusus drop there axe and sit down with a thunk of there armor. And those that had sensitive hearing (Ren, Doc, X, Wels, Tango, Scar and Cub. The last two used potions so they really don't count) all heard the things they said to themselves. In two very different, very familiar voices "We did it. It's finally done, I'm free! That you are. The others can here us, want to finally tell them? Really, G? Weren't you the one to say, and I quote "I don't think they would take it all that well"? Shut up, Xer. And as I said. They. Can. Hear. Us. And how do you know that?

"What. the. fuck"

Touché

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Also stop that, I can feel the "I told you so" expression that's surely on your face right now.  Don't know what your talking  about~ You should be glad I love you

Woo! Another done! And the first story part of the Dark Decent AU!

Also this is the first story where a fusion made an appearance! Today it was Lusus, but y'all will have to choose who I do next (comment on the name if you can please)

Warlord

Builder

Heist

Now I believe that's all for now! Hopefully I'll get something more out today, but I might not