<That's right, I finally finished it! Also, can I just say something real quick? I might be ending this book sooner then first expected. Sure I'll finish the two things I'm already working on, but I probably won't do anymore after that. I have just lost motivation and interest in the projects that I had planned, so they won't be made. I'm sorry if anyone was really looking forwards to the RTW remake, or Worth 3, but there's a possibility they might not be made. I'll try, but I won't do it if I don'y feel like it.

Ok that's all, now please enjoy this chapter>

[Prove]

Taurtis smiled at the other dark haired man, "Hi Mumbo! Long time no see."

"What are you doing here?" Asked Mumbo, before remembering he was with two others too, "And who are you with?"

"Oh! These are my moms!" Smiled Taurtis, a wide grin on his face, "And we came to see Grian! He said his powers had been acting up lately, so we came to see what's wrong."

"Taurqin!" Scolded the long haired woman, a slight glare directed at her son, "You can't just go around telling people that, what if they're like them?"

The raven-head gave a sheepish smile, "Sorry! I just thought that Grian might have told them. You know he wouldn't have stayed here this long if he didn't trust these people."

The dirty blond sighed, shaking her head slightly, "Taur, darling, he stayed there for quite awhile too. And I know he'd be more cautious after what happened, but judging by their shocked faces I don't think he told them."

Taurtis looked even more sheepish at that, his wings fluffing out a bit. Though his eyes grew serious as he looked at his mom, "We won't have to get rid of their memories, will we?"

"You won't." Growled X, supring all the Hermits by his aggression.

"And why is that?" Asked the neat haired woman, a dark eyebrow raised in question.

"Because I won't let you."

The two women shared a glance, "He means it." Said the long haired one, shooting the protective admin a look, "And he's willing to stand by it, one hundred precent."

The short haired woman turned back to the admin, "We'll not do anything to you, or your server, if you tell me where my other son is."

"Other son?" Asked Scar cautiously, already feeling like he knew the answer.

"Xelqua. Or as you all know him, Grian."

[Them]

Grian awoke with a startle, hands grasping at compact snow. The dirty blond did a double take. Why in the world was he on snow blocks? Literally nowhere near where he had been nowhere near manually made snow blocks, so why was he laying on it now?

He pushed himself up, standing to see his surroundings better. And as soon as he looked down his eyes widened, "No."

He quickly snapped his head to the side, and his eyes grew wider as his panic rose, "No! It can't be!"

He backed away, almost walking off of the edge, though he stopped himself as soon as his heels were a bit over the edge of the snow, "I can't be here! I can't be back at EVO!"

'But you are' whispered a quiet voice in the back of his mind, 'You can't deny the truth'

Grian's breathing grew laboured as everything he'd done his best to move on from came back. Taurtis being "dying", finding out the truth about what happened, running, them finding out about him too before he could escape, the painful escape home, the tears and pain. All the bad stuff this place now meant, all the nice turned rotten.

He brought a shaking hand to where his heart was. He could just barely feel the mark he kept hidden under it. It was a vulture, crudely branded into his skin permanently. They had caught him, and marked him. Telling him he was just like a vulture "A disgusting low-life who didn't need to exist". They hadn't worded as nicely as that, but that was in a way what they said. He didn't even know how they got it, but he didn't dare think about it.

Grian whipped around as he heard a tree rustling from the shore. Logically he knew there was no one there, for he couldn't feel anyone else's presence in the world, but he couldn't help but to see them there, ready to kill him for real this time. And just as he was calming down the presence of multiple people filled the world, and a blond man appeared just where he was looking. He let out a terrified scream, thinking it was Martyn, and scrambled to get away. Thing is he wasn't looking where he was going, and soon tumbled off the edge. He would have broken his fall by flying, but he was stuck in a wild panic. So with a sickening crunch, he hit the ground.

Tango let out a horrified gasp as he heard Grian scream before falling off the edge. He, along with everyone else, rushed to him. None of them had their elytras, stupid old update world, but that didn't seem to stop Scar and Cub. The two jumped down, their fall somehow being slowed, and rushed to the crumpled form of Grian.

"Oh god, is he ok?" Whispered a horrified Stress, hands over her mouth.

Grian's mothers and Taurtis had flown down, having natural wings and not needing any elytra. They checked with the two Vex's before flying back up, each carrying one person.

As soon as they landed on the snow rim of the base everyone could see the slow trickle of blood running down Grian's head. It didn't even take a second after everyone was gathered for them to be teleported. They all arrived in what looked to be an End city scaled up and transformed into a castle like structure (Just imagine the one Grian transformed, but bigger, and with more corridors and structure).

The three non-Hermits quickly rushed down a corridor with Grian held tightly in the dirty blond woman's hands. Cub and Scar obviously rushed after them, because that was their boyfriend god damnit!

They entered what looked to be a medical room, since white beds and medical supplies covered the room. Everyone hoped that Grian would stay unconscious until they could get a good look at his head, but the builder seemed to have other plans.

As soon as his back hit the bed he gasped awake, fear and pain in his eyes. Cub and Scar shot at him by instinct and gently pushed him down on the bed, whispering love filled reasurences all the while. Grian's family silently watched them interact with their son/brother. This was far too intimate for just being friends, so they must be dating. Good, they seemed to love Grian dearly and he needed someone to be loved by and to love. Though stern talks will have to wait for later, now they needed to tend Grian.

"Xelqua, it's me, Ma." Said the long haired dirty blond woman, brown eyes barely keeping tears at pay, "Your safe darlin', your back home. Your friends are here too, and why didn't you tell us you had two boyfriends mister?"

"I didn't know how to tell you." Slurred Grian, hazy eyes blinking up at the older dirty blond.

She chuckled at him, "That's what they all say." Here warm eyes turned stern as she looked at him, "Now please lay still, we need to check your head. And don't worry, your boyfriends can stay."

Grian looked pleased at that and let his Ma do her thing whilst Taurtis and his Mum helped out. Cub and Scar were really good at distracting him, whilst also allowing him to be properly checked up in.

The check up only lasted for a short while, and the injuries were thankfully not as bad as they thought. Sure a mild concussion and scrape on the head weren't ideal, but better then what they had first thought.

Grian was now peacefully sleeping, getting the rest he deserved. Scar was resting his head on the shorter's chest, calmed by the steady rise and fall and the beating of Grian's heart. Cub was holding one of Grian's hands in his own, running the other through the dirty blondes soft curls.

Grian's Mum watched from the doorway, a pleased smile on her face. Yeah, these two were perfect for her son, and Hermitcraft was the perfect server for him.

She'd always worry, but now she'd know he was surrounded by people who loved and cared for him.

[Wrong] 

<Alright, it is done! I don't really have anything more to add here. So stay safe and have a wonderful time everyone!>