Gifted: Hermitcraft

Early Hermits

(Doc's POV)

"A meeting?"

Doc scratched his head. Well, okay.

Doc had landed near the shore. Sand was covering his whole body when he woke up, and he still did. 

When the freak storm came, he was happily flying in his elytra..

And then, BAM!

A stone brick, and a sudden hole on the ground.

He must of flown off with the wind.

Doc looked at his dirty steampunk style elytra. "Dirty, but still usable.", he thought.

He got out his rockets and soared into the air, looking for X.

(Wel's POV)

His metal armor (Including the diamond armor he had on) clanked as he landed.

Xisuma had called a meeting near the statue of Hermitry.

"What could it possibly be about?", Wels thought.

Looking around, it seemed that Wels was a bit too early.

"Damn. If only I was invisible.", he thought. "That's just embarrassing."

With a 'whoosh', Doc landed.

Right on top of Wels.

"Ow. Doc, get off?", he asked annoyed. Couldn't he see where he was?

Doc suddenly looked panicked. "W-Wels?", he whispered softly. "Where are you? I can't see you.."

Wels snorted. "Ha. Very funny. Just to let you know, you're on top of me.", he retorted.

Doc looked down, and got off. "No, I mean it. Look at yourself!", he replied.

Wels looked at his hands, and saw nothing.

So he WAS invisible.

(Tango's POV)

Tango peeped out of his ruined base. There he was.

The disturber.

Assaulting his Demise bunker with false TNT blows and eggs.

"Gri-aaaannnn!", Tango shouted angrily.

The short and childish Brit with dirty blond hair with a red shirt had laughter bubbling in his eyes.

"Just because my base is broken and I fell does NOT permit you to bother me!", Tango yelled.

Grian smirked, and threw another egg into Tango's angry face.

As the egg slipped off his face, he could see Grian having a laughing fit. 

"NOT FUNNY!", Tango roared, and then everything turned red.

When he recovered, Tango saw Grian staring frozen at the trees behind him.

The trees were burning.

"How did that happen?", Tango thought. "And why does it feel hot?"

He looked down at his hands. Although his anger faded away, he could still see the fire ignited on his hands. Fading away, as if it never happened.

(Python's POV)

Python crashed to the ground. Somehow, he was still alive. Somehow, he wasn't knocked out. 

"That doesn't matter.", he mentally hissed to himself. "I'm alive, and I managed to catch glimpses of me flying through the atmosphere."