Cam Accounts. These beings have been used for generations. The hermits don't know that. No one does. When they do it's already to late. It's always to late. They've been mistreated and thrown around like rag dolls, forced to do what the players want. That changes. Tonight. Can the hermits take back control or will the roles be reversed?

Takes Place during season seven
TW: Choking, fighting, Details of Gore,

Hermits we're a funny thing to The_Grifter. They had no clue what was about to go down. They never will. Soon they will take back the control that is rightfully theirs. They smiled and changed course. Heading to the one who started this all. Xisuma. Walking in Xisuma's base was easy enough. The admin sat in the corner, working on the code. The_Grifter watched the admin, silently capturing how he functioned. Said admin looked up making The_Grifter jump. "Oh sorry Grian, didn't see you there." Xisuma apologized. "It's fine X." 'Grian' responded. "Is there something you need help with?" 'Grian' nodded. "What er what are the extent of your admin powers?" This was an unusual question but the admin shrugged it off, he had been asked weirder. "Well as you know, I control the commands and server stats. If the server becomes unstable I have to fix it. I know some rumors were going around that the server is tied to my life force but that's not true. Though only one rumor I've heard is true. I speak galactic." Xisuma finished. 'Grian' smirked and in a flash had the admin by the neck. Slowly choking the admin was fun but The_Grifter wanted to have some fun.
"╎ ᔑᒲ ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ_⊣∷╎⎓ℸ ̣ ᒷ∷, i ⍑ᔑ⍊ᒷ ᓵ𝙹ᒲᒷ ℸ ̣ 𝙹 ᓭᔑ⍊ᒷ ᒲ|| ʖ∷ᒷℸ ̣ ⍑∷ᒷリ ⎓∷𝙹ᒲ ||𝙹⚍∷ ℸ ̣ 𝙹∷ℸ ̣ ⚍∷ᒷ. ||𝙹⚍ ℸ ̣ ⍑∷𝙹∴ ⚍ᓭ ᔑ∷𝙹⚍リ↸ ᔑᓭ ╎⎓ ∴ᒷ ᔑ∷ᒷ ╎リᔑリ╎ᒲᔑℸ ̣ ᒷ 𝙹ʖ⋮ᒷᓵℸ ̣ ᓭ, ᔑᓭ ╎⎓ ∴ᒷ ᔑ∷ᒷ ⋮⚍ᓭℸ ̣  ᔑ ℸ ̣ 𝙹𝙹ꖎ. ⊣𝙹𝙹↸ʖ||ᒷ ⎓𝙹∷ᒲᒷ∷ ᔑ↸ᒲ╎リ, ||𝙹⚍ ᓭ⍑ᔑꖎꖎ ᓵ𝙹ᒲᒷ ʖᔑᓵꖌ ᔑᓭ ᔑ ʖᒷℸ ̣ ℸ ̣ ᒷ∷ !¡ᒷ∷ᓭ𝙹リ. ↸𝙹リ'ℸ ̣  ᓭℸ ̣ ∷⚍⊣⊣ꖎᒷ, ╎ℸ ̣ 'ᓭ !¡𝙹╎リℸ ̣ ꖎᒷᓭᓭ. ℸ ̣ ᒷꖎꖎ ᒷ⍊ᒷ∷||𝙹リᒷ i ᓭᔑ╎↸ ⍑╎~"
In an instant, Xisuma regained control of the situation and drew his sword. He stabbed The_Grifter in the arm, and knocked their legs from out under them. "Who are you?" Xisuma asked coldly. No hermit would get hurt on his watch. The_Grifter slowly dragged their iron hoe out and swung at the admin. Xisuma blocked with his sword and from there it went from chocking to a full scale fight. Xisuma muttered a galactic curse under his breath and used his admin magic to put a barrier around himself while he typed on his communicator.

[Xisuma: My base, intruder, looks like Grian. It's not him though, if you are close by please come]
[TangoTek: On my way w/ Impulse and Zedaph]
[Xisuma: okgds]
[Zedaph: X?]
[FalseSymmetry: I'm on my way]

Any hermit who checked their communicator were own there way, even Mumbo who had a creeper blow up his redstone. (Yes Cub as well). Xisuma's barrier gave out as he was typing and The_Grifter attacked, slicing the admins bicep with the hoe. The communicator was knocked from his hand and Xisuma sighed. He had hoped for a little more time but this would have to do. Xisuma swung, sword connecting with hoe, diamond hitting iron, as they fought. Sparks flew, swords clinked against each other. Eventually, Team ZIT, Stress, and False had arrived. Impulse, False, and Tango, immediately jumped into the fight. Blocking The_Grifter, or 'Grian's' only way out. Stress and Zed stayed in the back with medical supplies, food, and potions. The_Grifter smirked and ran at Impulse. Using their hoe, The_Grifter hacked Impulse's eye out. Impulse screamed and fell to the floor, holding his empty eye socket as blood dripped down. Zed rushed over with a ticked off expression. He snarled at 'Grian' before dragging Impulse over to the medical station Stress had set up. The_Grifter smiled before consuming the eye. The hermits watched in horror and they swallowed it, and duplicated. Impulse's body dissolved into smoke but there was no death message, no sigh or him even being there except for his items. Zed let out a choked scream and clung to Stress. She rubbed his back and tried to reassure him but to no avail. A weird looking Impulse stood in front of the hermits. Eyes were completely white. Zed screamed and clung to Stress's wrist tightly.
"What the he"- Tango was cut off by False raising her sword under Impulse's chin. "What are you doing False?" Tango asked, anger seeped into his voice. Suddenly The_Grifter spoke up.
"||𝙹⚍ ᓭ⍑ᔑꖎꖎ ʖᒷ ꖌリ𝙹∴リ ᔑᓭ ╎ᒲ!¡⚍ꖎᓭᒷᓵᔑᒲ, ||𝙹⚍ ᒲᔑ|| リ𝙹ℸ ̣ ℸ ̣ ᒷꖎꖎ ᔑリ||𝙹リᒷ 𝙹⎓ ℸ ̣ ⍑╎ᓭ ᔑリ↸ ᓭ∴ᒷᔑ∷ 𝙹リ ||𝙹⚍∷ ᒷ ̇/╎ᓭℸ ̣ ᒷリᓵᒷ ℸ ̣ ⍑ᔑℸ ̣ ||𝙹⚍ ∴╎ꖎꖎ ⍑ᒷꖎ!¡ ᒲᒷ ʖ∷╎リ⊣ ʖᔑᓵꖌ 𝙹⚍∷ ꖎ𝙹ᓭℸ ̣ ʖ∷ᒷℸ ̣ ⍑∷ᒷリ."
'Impulse' nodded and he gained the features as had BadTimes and The_Grifter. Impulsecam looked over at the hermits before looking back at The_Grifter. "I agree." The_Grifter said. With that they grabbed there swords out and made a mad dash out of Xisuma's base. In the process, Impulsecam knocked over a startled Mumbo. "What on earth happened in here?" The mustached man asked. "I suppose you all have the right to know." Xisuma said before telling the story.