It was early morning on the Hermitcraft season 5 server, and most of the Hermits were mingling around the tree of life. They were just chatting happily with one another, talking about a build or redstone contraption they made during the week, when Xisuma came flying in. Scar went to great the admin, but was beaten to it by X speaking up himself, "Everyon suit up! Get your best gear out and take chest plates! We won't be doing any flying where we're going"

There was a mad scramble after those words, multiple ender chest being placed down and opened. Which was followed by the changing of armor and preparations of different kinds, and it was at this point someone bothered to ask what the hell was going on, "Why are we getting ready? Is the server being corrupted and we have to fight it off or something?"

"No, it's something much worse," said X, closing the shulker he was preparing and standing on it to be able to speak to the gathered Hermits, "There is a threat in a world connected to the main world, a student has gone crazy and is now on a killing rampage, the death count is in the hundreds by this point. He's after a specific person, said person has offered to give themselves up but their keeping him from doing so. A distress message has been sent out to servers all over asking for help, and I've accepted. You can choose to stay here, or come with," here Xisuma finally took a little break to breathe, "But I warn you, the world we'll be going to has no respawn"

The gathered Hermits looked at one another, all coming to a silent agreement, "We're going with you, we have some of the best fighters around. It would be cruel of us to not help"

"Good, are you all ready to leave?" at the other noods he stepped into the portal, everyone following suit.

Instead of leading to the Nether it lead to the hub, and as the grouped walked to the world they were going to help they saw many other portals activate and groups step out. And by the time they reached the right portal at least eighty people had followed them to it. And with a deep breath Xisuma walked through it.

And as they appeared at the other side a loud horrified gasp came somewhere from the group of Hermits. All heads turned to the origin of the sound, which happened to be Mumbo.

"Hey Mumbo, are you ok?" asked Iskall, moving to place a hand on the dark haired man's shoulder. But Mumbo had run ahead before he was able to.

This made the group look at each other in worry, what had made the redstoner so scared? Instead of staying to speculate they ran after him, and as they got closer they could see the tall Hermit stop and talk to what looked to be a swat member. As they got closer they could hear what the two where talking about.

"Where is he?!" cried Mumbo, desperation in his voice.

"Sir, I can't tell you that," said the swat person.

"Why not?" asked Mumbo.

"Because us opening the door could give him a chance to escape, and we can't risk him running"

"Let me see him!" shouted Mumbo loudly, drawing the attention of most of the people there, "He's my brother goddamnit! So let me see him!"

The swat member looked at him suspiciously, not believing the revenhead.

Just as Mumbo was about to say something more a loud scream came from the door the swat was guarding. This immediately made everyone rush up and break down the door, only to come face to face with terrifying and haunting sight. Sam (because I don't feel like describing him or anyone else in detail right now) stood over the crumpled up form of Grain, a twisted smile on his face as a bloody knife was gripped lightly in his hand, "They were right, it is easy to cut of an angels wings"

No one said anything, but the swat members did cuff him and he surprisingly didn't resist it. He was dragged out quietly, though he did flash Mumbo a predatory grin on the way out.

The world became mute to Mumbo as he walked up to the fallen form on the ground, hands trembling as he caressed the pale checks that once held such a bright smile. Silent tears started cascading down his face, he hadn't even gotten to say goodbye. He closed his eyes, tears starting to fall faster. A shaky and unsteady hand grabbed his arm, and he just growled out an annoyed, "Leave me alone Iskall"

"Is-Iskall huh? Tha-that's an interesting to call me, but it's a nice name. So I really do-don't mind"

Mumbo's eyes snapped open as he stared down at the very much living Grian beneath him, "Grian! Oh thank goodness, your alive!"

"Of course," chuckled Grian weakly, "I couldn't join Hermitcraft if I was gone, could I?"

"Join Hermircraft?" questions Mumbo, "Wait, so you're the one who'll be joining in season six?"

"Who else?" grinned Grian.

Mumbo let out a little laugh of disbelief, he couldn't believe it! His little brother would be joining him in Hermitcraft! He couldn't believe it! "Oh! You'll love it! It's so amazing!"

"I know, you've told me multiple times," said the dirty blond, taking the healing potion from Scar, who had just walked in.

"Well, seems like you'll be joining us earlier than expected," said Scar, giving Grian a second potion, "I'm Scar by the way"

"Nice to meet you Scar!" said Grian happily, he could see himself becoming good friends with the scarred man.

Mumbo smiled at the two's interaction, yeah, Grian would fit in perfectly into their weird little family. He let the two talk as he checked out the ding of his communicator he just got, and he got a wide smile on his face as finished reading it, "Come on you two, we're leaving"

"Leaving?" asked Grian, slowly standing up with the help of Scar, "To where?"

Mumbo smiled down at his little brother, "Home," said Mumbo, "To Hermitcraft"  

<> I honestly don't know what this is. Grian was suppose to die permanently, but I changed my mind somewhere along the line. So have a wonderful time everyone! I'm going to go watch some YouTube videos to try to de-stress now <>