Hermitcraft one-shots

Don't blame me, blame the wicked

Mumbo was running. Where? He had no clue. All he knew was that he had to get away from Hermitcraft. He could hear his laughing getting closer, and closer. Before he could even fully process that he was getting closer he had already nocked Mumbo down.

There covered in still dripping blood, that wasn't his, was Grian. His chocolate eyes crazed with the lust for blood. Just last week if you where to tell him this is how Grian really acted he wouldn't have believed you. But now, with almost every Hermit dead? He would actually say that you where under playing how crazy Grian actually was.

"End of the line Mumbo!" said Grian, readying the bloody sword in his hand.

"I'm not finished yet! So it isn't over yet!" replied the mustached man, voice shaky yet strong.

The dirty blond (or bloody blonde in Mumbo's opinion) scoffed, "Is that so? Please do tell me how you expect to win? I have already killed both Doc and Falsy (that's False if your wonderin), what chance to you have to take me out?"

Mumbo knew there was no way to kill Grian, they couldn't do it with everyone so how could he do it alone? And he knew the there was no chance he could run away from Grian, he was stuck, "Why are you doing this? I trusted you! We all did!"

Grian's grin grew even more as Mumbo said this, as if the man had walked right into his trap, "Well then you can't exactly blame me, can you?" cooed Grian, using a fake sympathetic voice, "It was your mistake after all"

...

As the sun set on Hermitcraft one last time, Grian was making his way to the spawn portal. Another world dealt with, another perfect murder.

"Well done, my little bird. I am so proud of you!" praised an echoing voice, "Now, I'm sending you to take care of a world I'm sure you'll love! I believe the player staying there calls it, To The End"

Grian looked confused, "Player? As in only one? Why? You never send me to take care of solo worlds, what's so special about this one?"

The voice laughed, "See it as a chance to redeem yourself, since you didn't finish him before"

The builders eyes widened, "You don't mean, him do you?"

"Ah! But I do mean him"

A wicked smirked formed on the winged mans face, "Consider it done"

He then walked through the portal, leaving Hermitcraft behind and heading for a new world to take out. A new victim to slaughter.

"And to think, you almost got away from me.

To bad that I don't give up easily, The Wicked Never Rest after all"

I know this is short, but you can only write so much when your in school. And if your asking if this is an AU, it kinda is. 

You see this is was originally part of the TRMAS AU but it was later taken away.

 And the AU itself has two paths, the first is this what this fic was, Grian being a murder. The second path is that the Hermits mellow him out and make him way less murder-y and more "Feral gremlin who kinda likes to almost kill players for fun, but isn't all to bad" 

I may never write for this AU ever again, but this was interesting to make.

And the AU is of course called The Wicked Never Rest (TWNS, for short)

That's all I got for now!