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Chapter 5: Taurtis?!

"What, was that?", Beesuma asked.

"Was that a n-new," Cleo stammered.

"A new watcher?!", Ren exclaimed in fear.

"His voice almost sounded.. familiar," Mumbo mumbled. He looked down at Grian. "Do you know him, Grian?" He set Grian down, munching on some steak.

"C'mon Bumbo," Ren called. "How about you take care of Grian, we'll go off with the others."

X and Cleo nodded, flying off. Mumbo nodded. "Thanks, Ren, you were a total help." Ren laughed, waved, and took off.

Mumbo sat next to Grian watching the hermits enter through the window. They hid behind some rubble.

"This looks like a bed," False whispered, peeking over to see Crown and Braid.

They left the room, the fire extinguishing itself. They all got up, looking around. The room was a mess! "We need a tea leader, and I'm electing Scar." Ren agreed.

"What? Why me? If anything, Joe should be the leader. He was here longer than any of us. Except Grian, but he isn't here!", Scar exclaimed.
Joe objected, "I appreciate it, bud, but in all honesty, I think Xisuma should be the lead. He leads the server, so he should lead us too!"

Xisuma shot his hands up. "Hey, I'm not the best at leading people."

"Grian. Grian c'mon. Wake up." He picked him up and brought him farther from the tower. He laid him down, watching him. "This is a boring job." He yawned, closed his eyes, and opened them again. He saw Grian waking up. "G.. Grian?!!"He hugged him tight. "Grian, you're awake!"

Grian took him into his arms. "Yeah, I'm awake. What happened? Are the watchers gone?" Mumbo shook his head.

"Sadly, no." He sighed, sitting back. "You passed out, and there's another watcher," he yawned.

"Another watcher?!" Grian stood and started pacing. "Who? What's her name?"

"He's a him," Mumbo explained. "His mask looked like the one's at a masquerade. His voice sounded familiar."

"What kind of familiar?"

"Like," he looked down. "Taurtis."

Grian stared at Mumbo, feeling a drop in his chest. "Taurtis?" His face was filled with fear. "Taurtis is not a watcher!" He yelled at Mumbo, his anger rising. "He's not a watcher and you know it!!" His fists were engulfed in purple flames. He stared at Mumbo, his eyes filled with tears, "He's not a watcher, Mumbo. He CAN'T be!" He looked down, his fists loosening to open.

Grian fell to his knees, crying. His sobs broke Mumbo's heart. "Grian, it's okay. Even if he was one, I'm sure we could be able to convince him ti come home with us."

"He's not a watcher!", he said between sobs. "He can't be."