*sings through entirety of Friends on the other side (villainy version) to figure out the order of the next few chapters*

Alright! Doc, it's time for your angst session! 

(Also I have some really cool ideas for drawing Cleo after she's joined Herobrine, and might just draw her instead of writing this)

*finishes drawing Cleo*

Right, what was i doing? 

Inspiration: *runs away*

Procrastination: hey, why don't you do that homework you have due today instead?

Me: >:(

Also, here's Cleo: 

Now, let's actually write this chapter.

...

Wait, how do I actually start it?

Evil Xisuma was slain by Zombiecleo

Player Cubfan135 now admin 

Xisuma was slain by Bdouble0100 

Zedaph was slain by Ethoslab

Doc froze when he saw the messages come into chat. Three deaths. And a new admin. At least it wasn't Herobrine. That was the only consolation. It wasn't Herobrine. The plan had failed. 

For now.

He still didn't know where Ren was. He'd searched their entire area three times. Nothing. Not even a note. The only thing he'd found was a stain of blood and claw marks. If he was dead, it would've come up in chat. Herobrine would've mentioned it at least once. 

'Doc.' He turned at the sound of Bdubs's voice. His friend was standing there, tears down his face. 'Doc. He made he do it. He made me help him. He made me k...kill Xisuma...' He broke down, and Doc walked over, concerned. 

'It'll be ok. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere.'

'T...that's the point...'

'What?'

'Doc, it's a trap.'

'What?!'

'Hero sent me to distract you. The others are coming. Please. Just go. Now. Please.' 

Doc stood up, but before he could get anywhere, someone pushed him back to the ground, a blade at his neck.

'I'm sorry...' Etho muttered. 'But this will be better for everyone.'

There was a sharp sting, and everything blurred away into darkness.

Doc woke up. Something heavy was attached to each of his hands as he tried to sit up. Upon closer inspection, they appeared to be some sort of hand cuffs. Stone walls surrounded him, except in front where iron bars covered from ceiling to floor. Someone lay in the room, wearing a torn red top with a grey cat tail curled behind them.

Ren. 

'Ren! REN!' 

The half-cat sat up, looking around, and finally noticing Doc. 

'Doc? You're here too? What happened, man?'

'I don't know. Bdubs and Etho trapped me here. Herobrine's doing all of this.'

'Herobrine?! He's real?'

'Apparently... well it's that or Scar's just killing hermits of his own accord.'

'What?! Who died?' Ren held out the arm his communicator was normally on, only to find it gone. 

'Xisuma, Evil X and Zedaph.'

'X is dead?!'

'Cub's now admin apparently too. I don't know what happened.'

'At least we're together, dude. Well... Kind of.' 

'Doc. I see you are fitting in well.' Scar's voice sounded from above. 'Now. Will you join me?'

'Why would I join you?'

'Phantom?' A door behind Ren's room opened, and Bdubs entered, holding a sword. Doc's eyes widened. Ren hissed at him, tail lashing behind him.

'If you refuse to join, Phantom will kill him. If you do, he'll be kept safe down here.'

'No way, dude! I'm not dying for this! He clawed at 'Phantom, grabbing the sword and yanking it out of his hands. It clattered to the ground and Ren picked it up. 'Doc?'

'Don't do it.'

'Get out of here. Find a way to escape. Use an ender pearl. Fly. Do something. But don't join them. Whatever you do. Unless you want my death to be for nothing.'

'PHANTOM! GET HIM!' Ren quickly dodged Phantom, but was caught by his claws, crashing to the ground. He rolled, still in possession of the sword, hissing. His ears were flat against his head, tail like a snake about to attack. Blood plastered his left arm. 

'DOC! GET OUT!'

'I CAN'T!' The half-creeper tried desperately get free. Lightning sparked up the metal, and it broke free. Doc stood up, looking for any kind of exit. Phantom had got Ren cornered. 

'KILL HIM!' Herobrine snarled. 'Doc, join us or he dies.'

Ren kicked Phantom away.

'My death isn't going to be used as blackmail.' He spat. 'I'm not going to die for your dumb cause. If I'm dying in here, I'm going down on my own terms. Doc, get out or this will be for nothing. You'll have time to run. But you'll have to go fast.' Ren connected eyes with his friend. 'When I say run, you run like a wither is chasing you, dude. Good luck.' 

In a Flash, he pulled out TNT, lit it, and threw it at the bars. They blew up, and Ren yelled to run. Doc did, as the death message came into chat. Phantom pursued as the creeper exited the room, charging for freedom. Electricity crackled at his hands, up his arms, in a bright blue shield around him. He could vaguely hear Herobrine laughing in the background, and Doc turned, facing a solid wall. 

'No... no... please... what is this?! Why can't I get out.'

'Doc, just join us. Less people will have to die if you do.' 

'No! Get away from me!'

'Doc, please.'

'I said, GET AWAY!' A wave of lightning burst around the creeper, and everything turned white in a flash of burning light. Almost blinded, Doc stumbled back, hitting nothing where the wall should've been, falling over. A smell of smoke. A lack of control. 

'Are you going to join us now, Doc? No, wait... Lightning.' Scar's voice washed past him, and Doc frowned. 

'W...where... am...?' He couldn't even finish the sentence, before he blacked out. 

'Grian?'

'Yeah?'

'I think I'm admin.' 

'What?!' Grian sat bolt upright. 

'I...uhh... I have more buttons on my communicator. I haven't tried pressing any of them, but they still exist.'

'Can you teleport us out of here?' 

'I... don't know? I feel like I might be able to, but I have no idea how to use this thing.'

'I've been an admin before. See if you can make me admin and I'll get us out of here.' 

'You'll have to take the Torch of Hope first.'

'The Torch of Hope?!'

'Yes. We must respect our only source of light in this place by giving it its own name.'

'I...ok...'

'Do you respect the torch, Grian?'

'Yes?' Grian laughed back, 

'Good.' 

'Now, see if you can transfer the admin powers. And... tell me about Scar.'

'What?' Cub paused at his friend's name.

'Tell me about how he used to be. Tell me how you met him. Tell me what mad adventures you had together.'

'I... ok... but it's going to be a long story.'

'Well, we have time.'

'Then let's begin.'

Woo... it's finally written...

Now, which hermit-with-magic should I draw now?