So, this is the first chapter of this AU! Hope you like it!

TW: Abuse, blood, slightly gory, depression, self harm, mentions of kidnapping, violence, if there is anything I missed please let me know.

Every conversation that is happening in the End is in Galactic. this is going to be angsty and I hope to get another chapter out tomorrow with a theoretical dead line of a week

-Space

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"No thank you" is what I should've said, I should be in bed

But temptations of trouble on my tongue, troubles yet to come.

~~~in the end~~~

I waked down the halls of the facility, anger boiled in the pits of my sole. I hated them, I hated them so much. They destroyed my home, they killed my humanity, they destroyed my life. I just want to go back, back in time. Back to my brother, back to everyone else.

~~~ Go to Over world~~~~

"One sip, bad for me
One hit, bad for me
One kiss, bad for me
But I give in so easily" The moustache hermit sang. He was on a party and Weak by AJR was playing. All of the hermits were celebrating the End of season 4, "And no thank you is how it should've gone I should stay strong"

~~~Back to the end~~~

Even if it's the end of the year, they would still torture you. They would despise you for who you are. They would make me fight and destroy servers. I can't even fight them. Because I'm a coward, I should fight back, but I'm weak, and what's wrong with that?

"Boy, oh boy I love ya when you fall for that." A voice behind me spoke. He grabbed the scruff of my robes and we disappeared into thin air. We appeared in a grand hall and I knew exactly were I was. Duel room.

I was passed a sword and we stood in position.

"Why am I here?" I ask the one who took me here.

"I am challenging you to a duel for your honour." He simply said.

"You you have the slightest idea, of how little that narrows it down?" I say to him.

"yesterday you tried to escape the facility, why?"

"I am sick and tired of this place, I want to go back to my family." I was slapped in the face after I finish the sentence.

"This is why." He said to me in a slow, threatening voice, "we duel. NOW."

We start to duel. He had the upper hand, because he was allowed to use magic and I didn't. He forced me to my knees.

"But I'm weak, and what is wrong with that?" I say to him as he starts bragging of how easy he defeated me.

"Boy, oh boy I love ya when you fall for that." he said to me. He put his face up close to mine and I just couldn't miss this opportunity and so I punched him right in his already crooked nose.

"Your weak." He said as he held his nose, blood dripping out of it. He put of his mask and called for help as I realise what I've done and start running.

~~~ In the Over World~~~

"But I'm weak, and what's wrong with that?" the first half hermits sang all together, very much off tune.

"Boy, oh boy I love ya when I fall for that!" the others caught up, "Boy, oh boy I love ya when I fall for that!" they repeated.

~~~In the End~~~

No thank you.

They caught me, they took me to the cage that hug upon the endless void. They shoved me there.

My breathing quickened and my breaths became shallow as my health was slowly going down to half a heart.

Pain.

That was all I could feel. That was all my life now. Get out, try to escape, duel, get caught, pain. I just wanted to die already.

They call me after dark, I don't want no part.

~~~Over World~~~

My habits, they hold me like a grudge

I promise I won't budge

The moustached was sitting in the bar, alone. He remembered why he hated this day so much. The day when they took his brother away. The day that he joined the hermits, the day that his home was destroyed. He took the beer he was holding and headed to his base.

It was a magnificent looking base and he was soon going to leave it behind. He sat in the furthest part of his base. He took out a small amulet and a inside it was a photo of a kid. He had sandy-blond hair and deep-sea blue eyes. He wore a red sweater and had a contagious smile on him.

One sip, bad for me

Mumbo took a sip from beer.

One hit, bad for me

Tears started to roll down his eyes as the events that happened more than 10 years ago came back into his mind. Out of his pocket, he took a small dagger. He raised the sleeves of his blazer and shirt only to reveal multiple scars scattered around. He took the dagger and it came through his skin, making another cut.

One kiss, bad for me

The closed his eyes and let the blood flow out a bit. He felt so useless, such a waste of space. He would still be at home with his brother if it wasn't for him being so stupid.

But I give in so easily

I made a few more smaller cuts and left it there. He just wanted to die.

And no thank you is how it should've gone
I should stay strong

~~~In the End~~~

But I'm weak, and what's wrong with that?

My eyes could barely stay open now, the amount of magic in me decreasing every second. My sandy blonde hair was falling on my face only to get stuck on to my four head because I was sweating really badly. I didn't want to be here. I didn't want to even here about the End. But, ironically, I want to finally get to the end. Why am I still fighting? I don't know. Something in my gut just feels like I should.

Boy, oh boy I love ya when I fall for that.

~~~Over World~~~

PoV: Iskall

I came to check up on Mumbo, I hadn't seen him for at least 5 hours now and that makes me worried. Considering that he bottles up a lot and doesn't like to talk about his past. I barely got him out of his panic attack when it last time happened and I didn't find out why it happened and that's when it becomes concerning.

I was looking around his base when a small black ball in the corner caught my eye. Its' shoulders were shaking and there was a small pool of blood underneath it. I came up closer and notice a bottle of beer next him. Only then I realise that it is Mumbo.

I race up to him and hug him tight. He didn't look up at me, only sobbing into my cloths. I started asking what's wrong but I got nothing out of him except sobs. Then I managed to understand one sentence;

I'm weak.

"and what is wrong with that?" I say gently to him. I look at his hands and gasp. He flinches, violently, "sorry, I didn't want to hurt you, I'm just...worried." I look up at him, and he looks back.

"boy, oh boy, I love you when I fall for that." He said, "i'm weak." I look back at his hands and say;

"let's get a healing potion and some bandages for you." We walk off. I decided not to question on why he was crying so I just lead him inside his base and heal him up.

~~~ In the End~~~

PoV: ya'll know who he is already but I'll still not say it

But I'm weak, and what's wrong with that?

The dragged me out of the cage. i don't know how long I've been in there and I don't want to know. They put me back into my room.

The next few weeks will be tough.

Boy, oh boy I love ya when you fall for that

I can hear the taunting voices of them. I can't live like this anymore. I just want to die.

But I can't .

They set me on the bed, stay there for who knows how many hours. My body feels numb from the pain and was still too tired to move. I fall as sleep with the thought that there is no way for me to come back.

The next 'morning' I wake up. I look at the clock that was on the bed next to me.

3:00am, great.

I think about getting up but something doesn't feel right. There is some sort of weight that is on my sole. I start thinking about why I did it and why I'm still fighting. Such a fool I was.

We, we fall for that

I stand up from the bed and fall straight away.

Wake up, we fall again

I try standing up again but it feels like there is some sort of weight on me.

We, we fall for that

I let go of the bed and fall again when I realise I have two beautiful, golden/sandy blonde wings (15 feet wind span?)

I try to stand up again and almost succeed. I get a little bit excited and that's what gives me energy.

Can't wait to fall again

after about 50 attempts, I can walk with them. Wings are way more heavier than I thought. Then the realisation struck me.

I am a Watcher now.

Once the Watchers get their wings, they are considered to be a full grown Watcher. My breathing quickened.

"nononononnonn" I say to myself as I sit on the bed. Sweat was dripping from my forehead, "I don't want to be one. I don't want to." I shut my eyes, tears started to flow out of them. I have to get out. I don't want to wear this stupid mask. I don't want to do this.

One sip, bad for me
One hit, bad for me
One kiss, bad for me

I slowly walk out of my dorm once I calmed down. I kept my head high (as high as I could) and should no emotion. People looked at me in awe as they saw my wings. I am almost there, by the excite. I am almost free. a shadow appeared, larger than my own. I look back to see the same guy from yesterday.

"but you give in so easily." he sneered. I smirk back, taking out my sword.

"I challenge you to a duel!" I announce, "If I win, I leave, if you, you can kill me, torture me and do anything you want." I set the terms.

"Deal." We start to duel. He had the upper hand for a long time, and at one point, slashed my eye and warm purpulish-redish-blackish blood came rolling out. I scream in pain and let out a blast of golden magic.

But I'm weak, and what's wrong with that?

I start to quickly approach him. my sword was at the ready and I had magic pulsing through my vanes. I suddenly realise I shouldn't be scared of my magic, I should just be careful. I let out another blast, more powerful this time. We were approaching the Void.

"Boy, oh boy I love ya when you fall for that" I say to him. His eyes widen, the smirk disappeared of his nasty face.

"but I'm weak, and what is wrong with that?" we near the edge of the world, "Boy, oh boy I love ya when I fall for that." I continue

"your weak." He says with a smile on his face as he looked behind him. He knew i wouldn't have the heart to push him down to his perm-a death but a smile spread across my face.

"GO!" I shout, catching him off guard and I kick him in the stomach and trip him, so that he falls back. I catch him by the scruff of his neck. What is that I see in his eyes? Is it fear?

"But I'm weak, and what's wrong with that?" I say in an insensible voice, "boy, oh boy, I love ya when I fall for that." I say to him and let go. The duel was over. I am finally free. It settled in quite slowly before I realised something.

And I started to run.

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WC: 2047

I did it in one day! I am please with myself😊.