I have literally no ideas for this chapter.

SOMEONE HELP MEEEE

Oh, NVM, I thought of something.

TIME TO SHOW Y'ALL WHY IT WAS HERMITCRAFT AND THIRD LIFE! 

'Skizz? Why did you want to meet? Is something wrong?' Martyn ran over to his fellow third-lifer, sand crunching under his feet. Skizz looked over, waving, clearly concerned.

'Martyn. Thank goodness you're here.'

'I saw you messaged all of us. What's going on.'

'I'll explain when we're all here.' Martyn frowned as Skizz looked away, beginning to pace. It didn't take too long for Scott, Jimmy, BigB and Joel to arrive. None of the third-lifer hermits were there. 

Why weren't they there?!

'Alright. Grian messaged me.' 

'What happened to him?' BigB asked. 'Is he ok? Are we starting Season 2?'

'There's some sort of crisis on Hermitcraft...' Skizz continued to explain. 'Scar's gone mad.'

'Scar was already mad.' Martyn interrupted. 

'Mad, as in, being possessed by Herobrine.' 

'What?! Herobrine's not real!' Joel scoffed. 

'Then who's locked Grian in a hole under another hole, unable to place blocks, unable to escape, in a place no one will look?!' 

'So, we're supposed to stop this?' Scott crossed his arms

'Yes. That's why I gathered all of us together. We've all proved we're good at fighting.'

'All of us? Even me?' Jimmy sounded as sure as his flower-valley husband. 

'Yes! I tried messaging Impy and Tango, and neither replied. Grian said he didn't know much about what was happening, but that it wasn't good, nd Herobrine's taken over everything and that Cub used to be there, but now he's disappeared and... and...'

'Calm down.' Martyn placed a hand on his friend's shoulder. 'We'll figure out what to do.'

'We need to get to Hermitcraft and find what's happening for ourselves.'

'Yeah, but how? None of us are Whitelisted.' Jimmy pointed out. 

'Xisuma should let us in.' 

'What if he's dead?' Skizz shot down the idea. 'What if Herobrine's admin?! He'd never let us in!'

'Skizz, breathe. You're really stressing out.'

'Yeah, I am! My closest friends are in danger!'

'I can try and break us into the server. I worked with a bit of this stuff when I helped with the MCCs.' Scott figured. 'But it might not work, and it will probably take a while, knowing the size of that server.' 

'I'll tell Grian we're coming.' Skizz decided, focusing instead on his communicator. 

'And if we can't get in?' Joel asked.

'Then we'll try something else. And as much as I'll probably hate it, I might also be able to break us in with Watcher magic.' Martyn replied. 

'Access denied.' Scott spoke aloud. 'Ask admin for access.'

'Grian says Cub's admin.' Skizz explained. 'That's all he really knows.' 

'Cub? Well, he'll obviously be working for Scar.' Martyn groaned. 'We're not going to get in via asking him politely.'

'And... we're in!' Scott beamed. A shimmering portal appeared in front of him, and after nodding at the rest of the third-lifers, he leapt through. 

They were in some kind of building on the other side. It appeared to be a small house, with plants growing up the walls and bannister. The only hermit there was Cub. 

'There are 6 of you?!' The vex sounded very surprised. 'That's going to be hard to hide from Herobrine...'

'Right. What's going on. All Grian's told us is that everything is going wrong.' Skizz demanded.

'That's... basically everything. I don't really know much myself.'

'Are Tango and Impy alright?'

 Cub didn't answer the question immediately, not sure how not to upset the third-lifer.

'Uhh... Tango's fine.' Skizz narrowed his eyes. 

'And Impy?'

'Uhh... well... he's dead?'

Skizz crumpled at the words, unbelieving, refusing to accept them. 

'No...' He uttered. 'He can't be.'

'I'm so sorry...' Scott walked over to Skizz's side. 

'You don't understand. He was like a brother to me.' 

'What... now?' Jimmy asked.

'Hope Herobrine didn't spot 6 players joining the game and get suspicious?'  Cub laughed weakly, just as someone burst into the room, froze, and closed it behind.

'Why are all of you here?!' Tango cried. 

'It's complicated?' BigB replied. 'Grian had told Skizz that everything was going wrong here, so we came to see if we could help.'

'Well, yeah, but not here. You're literally right in Herobrine's territory!'

'So far all we really know is that Impulse is dead, Grian's in a hole, and Herobrine's possessed Scar.' Martyn sighed back. 'We have no idea what and what isn't that creep's territory.'

'Look. If Herobrine finds you he'll either use you as bait to get other hermits on his side, or trick you into joining him. Unfortunately for me, I got the latter, and Impy...'

Skizz looked up.

'You killed him?' 

'Herobrine tricked me into killing Impulse to get me onto his side! Now whenever anyone attacks our area, I turn into a fiery, vexy murderificator.'

'Vexy?!' 

'He's turned us all into Vexlings too...' Tango looked away. 'And I know you want to help, but there's nothing you can do from here.'

'How's Ren?' 

'Dead.' Cub replied bluntly. 'Killed forcing Doc to join.'

'Oh, I'm going to MURDER Herobrine.' The Brit snarled, pacing. 'As soon as I find a sword, I swear he's going down.'

'But if you kill him, Scar dies too!'

'Scar's long past saving. I'm sorry, Cub, but it's what we have to do. Now, who's with me?'

'First we're saving Grian.' BigB intersected. 'And then we're murdering Herobrine.'

'Why are you all trying to kill my best friend?!' Cub slumped against the wall, next to Skizz. The non-hermit shuffled away slightly.

'Look, Cub. Would you rather hermitcraft get destroyed, or Scar die?'

'What kind of question is that?!' Tango interrupted. 'I'm sorry, but he's not going to answer that.'

'Why?' 

'Because it's a horrible question, and it's exactly the kind of thing Herobrine would ask!'

'But how else are we going to get rid of him? He's not going to leave if we ask him politely!' Scott argued. 

'Now's not the time.'

'And besides, it wouldn't even work.' 

A message appeared in chat, and Cub glanced down at it.

'What does it say?' 

'Herobrine wants to talk to me.'

Yes. The third lifers are here. 

Also, can someone actually give me some ideas for this book? I've completely run out.