Gifted: Hermitcraft

Dragon On, Little Angel

(Dragonborn's POV)(WOO! First Alt. Ego POV)

Dragonborn pulled Void up. 

"Can't you pull yourself up the moon-shining hole?", he complained to Void Angel.

Void looked up and grumbled. 

"WoUld'Nt It Be FaStEr iF yOu TrAnSfOrMeD..", Void rambled.

That wasn't unusual. Void always seemed off  when he's nervous.

Dragonborn huffed, because he was right.

He felt the wings and spines grow on him, and tossed Void on his back. 

When he took off and looked behind him, Void still seemed wild with fear.

"Don't worry. Just dragon on, little Angel. Dragon on." 

Void nodded, and looked down for any hermits.

"God. I hope we'll manage to get the message out before they invade.", Dragonborn thought.

"No. We must succeed."

Two specks moved in the distance on a hill with a castle on it.

Narrowing his eyes, Dragonborn saw a Grian and a BDoubleO.

With Dragon heads.

Dragonborn spat fire into the air in laughter.

Whatever the little bugger Grian had done, it made Bdubs dance around in a circle in hysterics.

Whether or not it was in anger or in laughter was unknown with the heads on.

Grian flew off in a another direction; probably to his base.

Dragonborn felt a pat on his long neck. He grunted. "What is it, Void?"

Void was in thought. "Do we grab him, you transform back, or we just land in front of him?", he inquired.

Good question.

But Dragonborn knew he looked anything but friendly.

With his Reptilian eyes and a scaly eyebrow guarding it? No.

Especially not the natural dragon wings on his back or the imposing horns lying in his hair.

Never mind his dragon form.

Knowing his final decision, Dragonborn stooped lower.

But he didn't realize that the castle was right in front of his scaly muzzle.

CRASH!

"Stupid castle."

Blackness consumed him.

(Bdub's POV)

Bubbles turned around curiously as a loud CRASH was heard at the top of his castle. Jumping up, he launched up into the air. What met his sight was scary and imposing, but also pitiful.

A huge dark red ender dragon was lodged in the castle, and seemed unconscious.

As Bdubs's eyes traveled from the huge head to the tip of the powerful tail, he saw a golden Shishwammy hanging on, sighing.

"I knew I should of brought my elytra. Now look at me. Hanging possibly 50 blocks above and about to fall to my doom.", he lamented.

Quickly, Bdubs built a slime platform on the ground under Goldwammy.

Great timing.

At that moment, Goldwammy fell down the 50 blocks.

And landed onto the slime. 

BDubs cautiously walked forwards, and lent Goldwammy a hand.

"T-thanks", stuttered the gold armored man.

"X, isn't it?", BDubs asked.

Goldwammy was silent, but soon responded. 

"I guess you can say that.. That's the base name all of us Xisuma Alter-Egos take.", he said while shrugging.

"Base name? Alter-Egos?", BDubs replied dumbfounded.

"Look, I don't have much time, so I'll give a short version. Every hermit on Hermitcraft at one time or another has used another Ego- that is, another form that has a different look and or personality. But no matter what though, they always have one base name. That would be the names of the originals.", Goldwammy quickly explained.

"Oh, I see." BDubs nodded.

"But me and Dragonborn don't have time! We were went to assassinate one hermit! We can't do that!", Goldwammy cried.

"Our two leaders hated being locked up in their prison!" Goldwammy paused to take a breath. "We just want to be safe from them. Please, will you let us hide? It's only a matter of moments until Queen and Menace get back online.", he finished.

BDubs thought over Goldwammy's words.

"Fine.", BDubs said. "But only if you'll let me tell another hermit or two about this."

"Deal."

"Deal."

(Impulse's POV)

Before he left, Impulse had put a Soul Link onto Tinfoil to learn more about him.

The shocking part was what he saw through Tinfoil's eyes.

Tinfoil had said his first prophecy.

He needed to tell the others about this!

Shakily, Impulse removed the Link.

But first, he had to go shopping for a while.

(Zedaph's POV)

Zedaph looked at the sunset.

"Boy, if only I can look at this sunset forever!", Zedaph sighed dreamily.

"Oh, wait a minute. I can!"

Holding out his hand, he turned back time by ten minutes.

Even if he knocked himself out, the lovely view was worth it.

(Doc's POV)

He groaned to X.

"Man. Why do I have to do all the work?", he complained.

"Hey, it's not my fault my boxes of totems flew away!", X shrugged.

"Besides, you've got the strength. You're not even tired. I can see it."

True.

Doc just wanted a vacation, though.

So he countered.

"You have magic, though."

X glanced at his hands. "Oh. Right. I'm still getting used to this stuff."

"Totems, fly back to your proper places.", he commanded and sat down.

As the totems flew, Doc couldn't help but gawk.

Who else but them could see totems racing through the air like shooting stars?

Who else but no one can stop worrying?

Doc sat down too. Not to enjoy the view like X, but because he had a strange feeling that something bad was going to happen.