Evocraft

Red Eyes

Author's Note: You all thought both I and this story were dead?  Well this story's kinda on the back burner cause the DnD au story's probably the smarter way to handle 30+ characters.  Still gonna work on this one though.  Also, this and the other two stories I'm posting by midnight my time are some of the first few stories I've tried editing on my own cause Fade's busy with her own stuff, and I wanna learn to do it myself to lighten her load.  Any tips would be appreciated.  Anyway, on with the revival.

"So I have this evil split personality called Sneaky Salem," Salem started as she and Stress walked through the woods in their mismatched armor, "She'd basically come out, prank someone, and leave me to deal with the fallout."

"Oh, I know just how annoying evil split personalities can be." Stress replied. "My friend X has one called Evil X. He only shows up to cause chaos and destroy the server. Thank goodness they don't share a body. That would be chaos."

"Yeah, evil split personalities can be a pain. I just hope she doesn't show up; this would be the worst time for it."

"Aw, I feel a bit hurt." a voice called out.

Salem and Stress looked in the direction of the sound to find an exact copy of Salme and an almost exact copy of Stress, but with glowing red eyes.

Salem stared back at her doppelganger in fear. "How is this even possible?" she stuttered.

"It's simple." Sneaky Salem sneered. "When Evil X took over the server and trapped the Watchers, he made copies of most of the Evolutionists and some of the Hermits to do his bidding, but since Naughty Netty and I already existed he just saved himself the trouble and gave us our own bodies."

"Wait, Evil X is behind this?" Stress cried out in shock.

The red-eyed Stress groned. "You braggart. You told them to much," she shouted.

Sneaky Salme started putting on enchanted diamond armor. "Well, then I guess we'll just have to bring them back to the base."

Stress and Salem, knowing full well they won't win this fight, turned and ran away.

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"Oh, you've got to be kidding me!" Martyn shouted.

He looked in his inventory and saw the potatoes were trapped inside a pink and black box.

"Wait, isn't that the box items go into if they don't exist in a version?" Python asked.

"Yes, but why?" Martyn asked. "The potatoes were just fine when we left the village."

They both thought about it for a minute until Martyn had an idea. "You know Evo right? What if we're on a similar server, but the versions just exist in pockets, and stuff goes into the box when it doesn't exist in that version."

"That makes sense, but how do we get the potatoes back?"

"We just go to a version that has potatoes."

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It was kind of cramped in the mines, and they'd been down there for hours, but despite all that, Tom and Big B still found time to be impressed by TFC's mining abilities. The oldest Hermit was a mining automation, quickly carving out a tunnel while they and Team ZIT dug poke holes and grab the ores he doesn't pick up. Big B started to wonder how far they managed to mine.

Tango noticed Big B being slightly distracted. "What's up, dude?"

Big B snapped out of it and looked at Tango. "TFC is really good at mining."

"Yeah, that's kind of his thing," Impulse replied coming out of a small branch with a large haul or iron. "Part of the reason why he's one of the richest Hermits on the server is he spends so much time mining."

Tom took out his crafting bench and condensed the coal into blocks. "I'm not complaining. Half my inventory's coal blocks. We're definitely going to have enough stuff."

TFC stopped mining and turned back to the others. "What are you all talking about?" he asked.

"You're really good at mining. I'm just amazed." Big B blurted out.

TFC let out an almost grandfatherly belly laugh. "Thank you." He looked at his watch. "Well, would you look at that. We've been down here for 8 and a half hours. What do you say we all press on for another half hour and see what we find?"

The others agreed, and the group pressed on, inventories almost bursting with useful metals and minerals. Then TFC hit black concrete.

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The standoff was tense, and False knew at any moment one of her opponents was going to make a move. She'd been trying to help Pearl with her Pvp when the red-eyed Mumbo and the smaller person in blue showed up. False stood in front of Pearl in case these made a move.

"Wait, Taurtis, is that you?" Pearl asked.

The man in blue, who False guessed was Taurtis, did not react, and instead stood and stared with Mumbo.

False raised her bow and pointed it at Mumbo's chest. "You have 5 seconds to explain yourself Mumbo," she said in the most demanding voice she could muster.

Normal Mumbo would have been terrified if False pointed a bow at him, but instead, the red-eyed copy and his friend continued to stare. False shot her arrow, and it buried itself deep into the red-eyed monster's chest, but it didn't even flinch. False was taken aback by this but raised her bow in case it broke the standoff and attacked. Instead, the two red-eyed beings turned and walked away.

The girls ran in the opposite direction.