Y'know.... this chapter could be what happens to Xisuma before he falls asleep....
forever..

POV: Mumbo/Xisuma/Iskall/Stress/Keralis/Bdubs/Cub/Scar/Annnnnnnnnnddddd.... Grian

Mumbo sighed. He was so late... He raised his hand to knock, when two thoughts occurred. The first one being, the fact of why was he knocking on his own door. The second being he went to grab something, but didn't. "Shoot...!" He mumbled. Groaning, he put his elytra back on and took off again. Today really just wasn't his day now was it.

Quickly, he landed in front of the store with a smile. For some reason, he didn't feel bad about the trap he had set for Iskall. He didn't feel good about it either though. But again, he didn't feel bad, more like.. neutral... that was the word. He smiled and walked in. Making a mental note of all the items he would need to make this all look less suspicious, Mumbo walked around, ordering everything needed. After a short 10 minutes or so, he was ready to leave, just grabbing his last item. He impatiently leant against the wall, watching the machine. After three minutes, he lost his patience. It wasn't supposed to take this long.

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He had time. So he closed his eyes. And slowly drifted into a black (xisuma)void. Slowly, he drifted asleep, not hearing the attempted to be silent footsteps of someone else entering the room, and too far asleep to hear them approaching, and too well-out to hear the breath of a person hovering over him. He woke with a jolt of pain to his gut, before he could open his eyes though, he lost consciousness, due to pain.

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Iskall stayed well asleep, comforted by the feeling of warm, fuzzy blankets, and the tiny fox curled on his legs, sound asleep. It was so nice.. And probably the best sleep he'd gotten recently. He was warm, and comfortable. Despite passing out, he felt safe. He knew he was safe. He softly smiled, carefully turning onto his side and curling up slightly. He relaxed and let out a breath, and relaxed. He was safe..

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Her eyes fluttered open to the sound of a sigh. Stress looked around, before realizing it was Iskall. He was slightly curled up in a kinda ball, and had a small smile on his face. His hand was gripping one of the blankets, pulling it to his chin, and the fox curled up, sound asleep on his lap. It's milk bowl was empty but it had the cutest milk mustache! Quietly, she got up to refill the bowl for the little furry. She made her way back, set the bowl down for the fox, sunk back into her chair and went to sleep.

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You know those dreams where you fall out of the sky? Yeah, well that's what happened. Except this time he did fall from the sky and then he went into unconsciousness..

He jolted up in his bed and gripped his stomach as a wave of pain hit him. Doubling over, he groaned and yelped and screamed and yelled and screamed and yelped and groaned. He reached for his phone before painfully drawing back, because if he had died, he wouldn't have his stuff. And two, gripping his stomach came first right now. He curled up into an even tighter ball- when he felt something against his butt. It felt.. rectangular...? He weakly reached over and grabbed it, still in pain. It was his phone.He was just able to turn it on when another pain truck hit him even harder, a single thought in tow before he went out. How did he have his phone on him, despite him dying..?

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He was asleep. It was his time to strike. He had to execute this fast and quick if he didn't want to be caught for his crimes. He grabbed the sharp object, and crept over to the sleeping man, who was softly snoring. He laughed to himself, picturing what this scene would look like after the job was done. He grabbed more of the objects he already had, just in case the original wasn't good enough. Then he grabbed the same item, but thicker. It just covered space easier. He tip toed over to the snoring acquaintance, knelt down, and hovered over him. Oh, this was gonna be fun...

(Yep ok! I think I'll end here. Make y'all wait for the bdubs killing Xisuma scene- Oh wait! Forget I said that!!!!)

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He just wanted to sleep! Bdubs swatted the fuzzy thing off his face, muttered something nobody could even attempt to understand, and turned onto his side. He felt the feeling again, so he weakly swatted in front of his face. He kept feeling this feeling again, enough to wake him up- so he opened his eye. Two eyes were two much effort. (Get the joke..? No? Still cringy..?)

He saw..... nothing. He saw nothing. He muttered something, turned back to his side and went back to a black (xisuma)void of sleep.

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The man opened his door, contently sighing at his progress today.

Woke up? Check.

Lived? Check.

Evil Plan? Double check.

Killed a cat? Oh yeah.

Made a person cry? Well he was smiling wasn't he?

Cleaned up evidence? Che-

The thought hit him. "Oh..." He groaned. He left the cage back at ConCorp. He quietly opened the door, and stood there as he listened to the soft sobs and cries of his enemy. He wasn't even going to be considering Scar a friend. That demon was an enemy. And he felt no remorse for his actions, and neither empathy nor sympathy for him. He watched as the man cried himself to sleep over his so called 'Jellie.' He walked behind the store and took the back way, just in case though. Quickly, he slipped in and retrieved the cage, the weight telling him the cat was in there. Calmly, and suprisingly happy, he walked out and back to his base. He walked into his room, set the cage down, and looked at it's treasure.

"Hey Jellie baby girl.." The cat meowed and pawed the cage, begging to be let out. Cub smiled a little. "Oh no, I can't let you out kitty! If that fool ever finds out your alive, then that would upgrade you from hostage to blackmail hostage!" He smiled, reached a finger in to pet the cat, who hissed and pulled away. He frowned. "Now now. You'll learn to behave kitty. Soon enough." He then quietly set the cage under the bed, and went to sleep, thoughts of his associate's pain coursing through the happy part of his brain. Ok, the dark happy part of his brain.

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He had been there for who knows how long, but he couldn't find the will to get up. He cried over the cat for long lengths of time. Still processing she was dead. He couldn't bear the pain. It hurt to much. But he had to face it. It was right in his arms, motionless. The world itself seemed to stop for the poor man. The man who's main joy, the man who cared for a certain being smaller than himself with respectable love. The man who was crying on his knees now. Darkness seemed to take over the room, enveloping him and his tears. He wished he had his friend to comfort him, but alas, he couldn't. His closest friend, Cub. He loved Jellie. And.. that friend.. took her away. Who knew you could loose your joy? Much less, have your joy taken from you by your best friend. He could basically feel his bones being crushed by the weight, as realization and denial fought a mental war between the poor man. The words echoed in his head. "A life for a life Scar..." He didn't want any of this. He was happy with his life! But nobody can ever be happy now can they? Everyone has their inner demons, and you can only put those off for so long. Every little wrong you do, take a seashell from the beach, steal an extra chocolate chip, or crimes. They all feed those demons. Yet, the man hadn't ever done any wrong. He lived his life happy, and as a giving person. He never even let his demons get an edge. Yet they still won. Because light can't shine without darkness to brighten it. when the sun rises. when light rises, it still cast a shadow. When it sets, the shadows grow. Life itself is proof that darkness is always with you. From corners of your mind to shadows enveloping your room. You can't ever escape the dark. It isn't physically, mentally, or theoretically possible. You can hold it off with light, but eventually, that light will fade. And now, with his friend and Jellie gone, he had no light left to shield him from this building darkness. And to make it worse, he slipped into sleep, a black, dark sleep.

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He groaned as he finally made it home. By now, Mumbo was done. He forgot to pick up items. He did. He needed to fix the redstone. He did. He had to buy more items because he lost the previous ones. He did. He came home to yell. He couldn't. Ready to yell, noticed Xisuma(void) asleep. He went to wake him before realizing that his friend would ask questions. He halfheartedly gave up, went to his room, and crashed.

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He tip toed over to the snoring acquaintance, knelt down, and hovered over him. Oh, this was gonna be fun...

Keralis smiled and started drawing silly things all over Bdub's face, occasionally having to duck and hide, but eventually he finished. Well, Bdubs woke kinda and he quit there because he didn't want to be caught.

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(Word Count: 1800)

(IMPORTANT HINT KINDA!! Notice this! Bdubs and Keralis bith got weird killing urges correct? And that was because Xisuma didn't answer. So why did Cub get mad at Scar, but he just did and took revenge, with no random/weird urges?)

(Back to everything else. First off- Y'all are welcome! Xisuma hasn't been killed (for now..) Also yeah it's official. If I see the word void ima just add "(xisuma)" because I like it and why not. Also about Scars bit... I based that off something I wrote so d'yall wanna hear that trash or no? Also this wasn't proof read yet I choose to spend my nights staring at the wall.. Last but last we are getting close (kinda) to the end of this....... I know this ain't the last chapter but I still wanna day I love you all and want to thank each and every single one of ya for the support and love!)