Forgotten monsters (Hermitcraft and Evo Fanfic)

Ch 1

'Who's this?'

'Is he ok?'

'Where did he come from?'

'Does X know?'

'He's not moving, is he alive?'

The hermits surrounded the newcomer. He was unconscious, dressed in a loose red sweater and grey trousers. His hair was browny blonde, thick and tangled. Blood and dirt stained his clothes. 

'I say we leave him here.' Suggested one of the hermits, a formidable cyborg-creeper with a German accent. 'For all we know he could be dangerous.'

'He's half-dead, we can't abandon him.' Another with shoulder-length brown curls protested. 

'What does Xisuma say?' A third Hermit with brown hair and eyes, plus a yellow and black t-shirt added. 

'Everyone! Calm down!' A figure in full green armour with a grey helmet and purple visor approached. Xisuma. He crouched next to the unconscious figure, feeling for a pulse. 'He's alive, but badly hurt. Seems like he fell out of the sky. When he wakes up we'll-'

There was a groan from said figure, and they pushed themselves into a sitting position. The hermits backed away, except one with a green hoodie and a cyborg eye. 

'Who are you?' They asked, clearly Swedish. The figure blinked. 

'I'm... I'm... Grian!' The figure gabbled, as if they'd forgotten their name. 'Who are you? Where am I?'

'This is Hermitcraft.' Xisuma explained patiently. 'I'm the admin, Xisumavoid, but you can call me Xisuma, or X.'

'Where did you come from?' Questioned the creeper-cyborg. 'Why are you here?'

'I... can't remember.'

'How convenient.'

'Doc, leave him alone.' The swede commanded. 'He's scared, he doesn't know where he is. And you're not helping.'

'Who are you lot?' Grian asked nervously. 

'I'm Iskall.' The swede helped Grian to his feet. He was a little bit wobbly at first, but recovered fast. 

'Don't open that!' Grian burst out as a hermit with green eyes and a cowboy hat reached for a couple of boxes. They jumped back apologetically. 

'Sorry! I'm Scar. Goodtimeswithscar'

'Nice to meet you.'

'What's in the boxes?' Yet another Hermit queried from their position next to Scar. They were bald with a beard and a lab coat. 

'I can't remember, but I know it's not good.'

'Wait a moment... I knew I recognised you! Grian! I used to know you. I'm Mumbo! Remember me?'

Grian stared at the Englishman who'd spoken. He had a stylish three-piece suit and a fancy moustache. 

'Mumbo... Jumbo? You used to tell me about redstone... I think.'

'Yes! That's me! How are you here? What happened?'

'Mumbo, do the boy a favour and stop overwhelming him.' Iskall interrupted. 'He can't remember anything.'

'What's going to happen with him now?' Doc asked. 'I still don't trust him.'

I 'I like him. I want him to stay.' Iskall replied loyally. 'Grian? You want to stay?'

'I was on server before...' Grian recalled. 'It was called... called... I can't remember... but am I allowed to stay?'

'If you want... always good to find new Hermits.' Xisuma responded cheerily.

'As long as he shops at Concorp, it's fine.' The Hermit beside Scar stated. 'Also, I'm Cub.'

'I'll try to remember...'

'And get diamonds quickly! The faster you get them, the sooner you can get good stuff.'

''Ok, I'll do...'

'Elytras are great too... you can buy rockets from my shop'

'Another shop to rememb-'

'There are lots of different districts, you'll have to choose which one to go in and-'

'Guys! Stop harassing Grian!' Iskall interrupted. 'Let him decide for himself.'

'I... I don't know... You do seem nice, really, you do. I just feel lost here, like I don't belong properly...'

'Well, one way to see is this: do you like pranking people?' A sensible looking hermit with long blonde hair, goggles and a green jacket asked. 

'Yes! I was always pranking people in my other server! I remember that now!'

'Playing random mini games?'

'I think so...'

'Building stupidly big things?'

'Definitely!'

'Then you'll fit right in. I'm False Symmetry, but you can call me False.'

'Thanks... can I have, like, a free trial of Hermitcraft? Then I can decide later on what I want to do.'

'Of course!' Xisuma cried. 'Now everyone... Go!'

The hermits ran off in random directions, chopping trees down and making tools. Grian looked overwhelmed again, but Mumbo lead him towards a quieter area, before starting work himself. The newest hermit sighed as he was left next to the sea. 

This would take a while to get used to.

'Mumbo jumbo you are afk! I'm gonna take that moustache away!' Grian sang as he worked, building up his enormous futuristic base. A short while had passed since the start of the season and the builder already felt at home among the crazy, overambitious, prank-loving hermits. 

Distracted, Grian looked out towards the shopping district. A figure was flying towards his base. As they got nearer, the builder identified it as Xisuma. 

'Hello, Ex-eye-zoomar!' Grian greeted. The admin landed smoothly and stood up. 

'Hello, Grian! Now, you said when you arrived you wanted a free trial of Hermitcraft. I'm afraid it's ending soon...'

'I don't want to leave! Hermitcraft is amazing! I've only just started my base... I have so many plans! Please, X, let me stay!'

'I wasn't saying you had to leave! Jeez!'

'But... the trial is over...'

'That was for you to decide if you wanted to stay. It doesn't cost anything to join Hermitcraft!'

'I... can stay?'

'Of course you can! Besides, some of the others wouldn't forgive me for making their new friend leave...'

'Thank you! Thank you so much! This is amazing!'

'Also, one more thing.'

'What is it?'

'Welcome to Hermitcraft!'