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Warnings --->

WC: ~1000

Enjoy!

"Are you okay?!" a voice shrieked.

"He's fine," another assured the first.

"I didn't mean to electrocute him!" the first voice cried.

"Yes, and I didn't mean to set him on fire," the second grumbled. "But he's perfectly fine."

"Yeah, but-"

"And you disabled the literal refrigerator he's kept in, so I'd say it's fine," the first voice cut him off, and then Xay recognized him.

Hels.

And... Impulse?

They're... rescuing me?

"Xay, can you hear me?" Impulse asked, and Xay blinked open his eyes, which he hadn't realized were closed, to a very worried face.

"I'm fine," Xay promised, somehow finding words. "W-what's going on?"

"Iskall and Grian are distracting everyone," Impulse said in a rush. "And Hels and I are, well, rescuing you!"

"Let's go," Hels said briskly. "Before we get in a worse situation than we're already in."

Xay glanced at the band on his hand, only to be startled when he discovered that it wasn't there.

'Set him on fire'

Oh.

Hels ran a hand through his hair as Impulse helped Xay up.

"Seven years," Hels spat. "Seven blazing years, and never have we had to do anything as ludicrous as this." Xay winced.

"Okay, I'm sorry," he mumbled. "I was an idiot, and I should've liste-"

"Apology later!" Iskall's voice rang out unexpectedly, and Xay turned towards the glass to see him blasting ice at a target that was out of view. Or, where the glass had been. Looks like Hels had a field day with that one. "Escape now!"

"Do we have to?" A parrot swooped down and changed into a winged Grian upon landing. "I've never felt better!"

"Agreed!" Iskall said with a laugh. "It's like having swam upstream all your life, only to finally be able to follow the current."

"We can't stay," Hels argued. "As much as I'd like to see you all go nuts, this really isn't the time or place." Impulse nodded, and Xay, Hels, and him followed Grian and Iskall to the exit.

As they were dashing past the chaos, Xay felt a hand clasped around his that pulled him back.

Xay jerked his hand away, the friction lighting his hand on fire. He smothered it with his other hand, crushing the flames.

The other person pulled out a pair of handcuffs and tried to grab Xay again, but was thrown aside by a bolt of electricity.

Impulse dashed over and advanced on the person, lightning sparking off of him.

And then people dashed over from the sides and grabbed Impulse,

"Let go of me!" Impulse shrieked as they bound his hands. He struggled against them, but was no match for them. Hels spun around and snapped his fingers, holding the flame dangerously close to a flammable part of the building.

"Let him go," Hels hissed. "Or I burn this place down."

Impulse and Xay locked eye contact. It was an accident, but Xay didn't regret it.

Impulse mouthed two words, two words that sent the entire mission downhill.

'I'm sorry.'

It all happened too fast.

A flash of bright yellow.

A scream.

A cold, empty feeling.

And suddenly,

They were back in the Nether.

WHAT?!

Xay pulled himself up onto his knees, and glanced around.

Grian, Iskall, and Hels were all lying nearby, slowly pulling themselves up and blinking back awake.

Grian, Iskall, and Hels...

"W-where's... Impulse?"

Xay paced back and forth in the basalt delta, biting back tears. He didn't deserve to cry.

Not when it was his fault.

Xay was close to the entrance of The Missing Headquarters, right by the lava pool. Grian and Iskall were in the building, together. Hels was searching the area they had spawned in, trying to find Impulse.

Xay knew it'd be no use.

But the thought didn't stop his heart from leaping as he saw Hels's figure come into view.

Only for it to sink again when he realized Hels was alone.

Hels landed next to him, and the two were silent, neither knowing what to say.

"I-I'm sorry," Xay finally whispered. "I'm so, so sorry-"

"Save it," Hels spat. "I-I don't even want to hear what you have to say, especially just your little 'sorry's."

"You have no reason to forgive me," Xay continued, forcing words past the lump in his throat. "And I don't expect you to want to listen to anything I have to say. But, I promise I'm going to try and get him back."

"No," Hels growled. "If you do that, you risk getting captured again, and then we'll have to save you again." Xay hesitated, realizing that Hels was right.

"I- I still want to-"

"Help?!" Hels seemed to finally snap, fury in his fiery eyes. "You've helped enough. You've exposed all of us, is that not 'help' enough?! You've potentially killed Impulse, and you still want to 'help'?! You're a danger to everyone around you, a dead weight, a problem, and I suggest you get out before you get someone else I care about KILLED!"

Tears spilled down Hels's cheeks, and the knight bit his lip, covering his eyes and taking a moment to wipe them away.

"I-" Xay tried again, reaching out a hand to put of Hels's shoulder.

"Go," Hels spat, his voice cold. "I can't deal with you right now."

Xay hesitated, guilt swirling in his stomach, causing him to want to apologize again, to say something, to-

"I SAID GO!!" Hels screamed, fire flaring up around him. Xay took one step back, his eyes swimming with tears and wide with hear, then another step back, then ran.

He equipped his elytra and flew to a nearby island in the lava, burying his face in his hands once he landed. Tears leaked through the cracks in his fingers, dripping down and evaporating.

This is all my fault.

Impulse was stolen, he might be dead.

Hels hates me.

Grian and Iskall probably do.

All because I was so desperate to say goodbye to Xisuma.

I'm an idiot, but this time, I was the only one who didn't pay the price.

I wish I could go back in time and fix this, but I can't.

I've ruined everything.

Xay wiped the tears from his eyes and hugged his knees.

What have I done?

W E L P

-Storm