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When the Main World had been taken over by The Council in the beginning of 2016, The Main Admin Quinn had been given the responsibility to keep up the barriers around the Main World and the Main HQ. It was a hard task that required a lot of energy, but for Quinn it was easy.

However in 2018 The Main Admin Quinn was brutally slaughtered by an enemy inside her own barrier. She came back, but her power wasn't strong enough to keep up the two barriers. Now she could only use half of that power.

She decided to give 50% to the HQ and 50% to the Main World because she trusted that her siblings would do the rest of it. They did it without knowing she was still there helping them.

Then The Council fell and went into hiding. Quinn was left all alone in the Main World. Her older sister was the only one remaining with her, but she only wasn't strong enough to help her.

Quinn had to make a choice. She knew she couldn't keep giving half of her powers to each one of the barriers. The barriers weren't strong enough if they didn't have the full power. The choice was up to her and only her. Only she could make the choice.

She choose to protect the Main HQ. The Main HQ contained all the possible information anyone could think of. It was also the home of The Council and it meant a lot to all of the members. She knew the new council and all the players would come and raid the building the moment she let the barrier down.

She thought she could trust the new council with the Main World's barrier. It was literally the most important barrier in the whole universe and it was meant to be kept secured! The new council wasn't strong enough to do that.

She felt the Watchers' presents immediately. She was really disappointed and angry that the new council had forgotten their most important job.

"They're really stupid, aren't they?" She asked. Behind her were standing three transparent figures. They were all looking out of the window to see the Watchers above the barrier.

"They don't have a member who's talented in barrier magics. That's a huge mistake," A blonde male hummed. He was wearing a dark purple cloak that had a huge wound on his chest. That was the wound that had caused his demise when he had saved his brother from a monster called Sam.

"I almost feel bad for them," A blue haired admin grinned. His light purple cloak was too stained with blood that had once bled from the wound on his chest.

"Everything's going down the hill," A white haired Watcher sighed. His dark blue cloak was all bloody and looked ruined. He had gotten Jean's claws through his stomach. The claws had separated his upper body from his lower body. At least his ghost was in one piece.

    The watched in silence as the barrier shattered and the black winged Watchers made their way to the Main World. The air was filled with screaming and battle cries. The Watcher began attacking the players. There wasn't really anything for the 30 members of the new council. They tried their best, but even the players had to join the fight, which was something the old Council wouldn't have ever allowed.

The four of them recognized five familiar faces. The Lead Admin Ozinelle, The Lead Admin Dream, The Lead Watcher Tommy, The Rookie soon-to-be-Admin Tubbo and The Rookie Ranboo. The were fighting well.

"Should we go show them how things are supposed to be done? Or what do you think, Chet, Irwin and Lyndon?" Quinn smiled as she turned around to face the three of her dead siblings.

"To the battle we go," Lyndon gave her a proud smile and began leading his brothers out of the door to the battlefield. They weren't alive, but they still knew a few tricks.

"It's kinda ironic that we're letting a Lead lead us to the battle when we're both Mains," Irwin whispered to Chet. His tone was playful. Lyndon was leading because he had been in charge of the guarding. If someone knew about fighting, it was him.

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     Dream glanced at the Watchers and wiped blood from his mouth. Fighting black winged Watchers wasn't easy. He noticed how the new council's Watchers were suffering a lot. Tommy was the only one who was actually doing some damage to the enemies. Ozinelle too was experienced. She wasn't as experienced as The Original members, but she had been in The Council long enough to know how to fight Watchers.

The situation didn't look good. The players were getting hurt and the new council had no control over the situation. The Watchers were definitely leading the dance. The were all experienced and didn't even hesitate to hurt the players. It really looked like they were going to win.

Until the Main HQ's doors flew open. Everyone stopped and turned to look around. The air was filled with gasps and screams as the players and Watchers recognized the three males who were approaching the battlefield. They were all keeping a poker face and no weapons.

"You call yourself the new council, but yet you can't even keep up the barrier," The Main Watcher Chet shook his head disappointedly. Everyone was staring at him and the two others. No one was fighting anymore because even the black winged Watchers were shocked.

"Btw, it's no use to call the PPA because we're not alive anymore!" Irwin smirked smugly. He was right. The PPA couldn't do anything about the trio because they were already dead.

"Are willing to leave by yourself or do we have to speak in violence?" Lyndon asked from the Watchers. His tone was cold and blaming, but he managed to keep it clam. It made the Watchers hesitate and look at each other. "I don't think that's gonna be needed this time," One of them nodded and stepped back.

"Then leave," Chet stated politically. He saw how the Watchers hesitated. They hadn't exactly backed up yet. There was a change they had some useless aces in their sleeves. But there was no way the could defeat The Council's three dead members.

"We're leaving!" One of the Watchers exclaimed. Their siblings raised from the ground with their wings and when they were all up, they followed them and led them outside the barrier.

When the Watchers disappeared, Chet, Irwin and Lyndon turned around to walk away back to the HQ so they could leave the Overworld in piece without the player fussing all around them.

"Wait!" One of the Council's Admins shouted after them. Their voice was hesitant, but they were kinds brave.

"You don't deserve our help. You couldn't even keep the most important world safe. You don't deserve to lead the world if you don't know how to do it. If everything falls down the hill, it's your fault. You should have just let The Council continue instead of making a cheap copy," Chet spoke. His tone was blaming and cold. It made everyone hesitate. No one really knew what they should do. Apparently getting the old Council back wasn't an opinion for them.

"Why would you save us? We could have dealt with that ourselves!" An annoyed voice of a Council's Admin stated. They didn't seem happy about the old Council disrespecting them in front of everyone.

"You were going to lose. You were even using the players because you weren't strong enough to defeat them yourself! There's a different between us and you! We would never risk the players safety like that! We always put the players before ourselves and we died for their safety!" Lyndon snapped. He was so done with the new council. The dead weren't supposed to get involved in anything that was going on in the world of the alive people, but now they had came there to save the Main World.

"At least we haven't hurt anyone!" One of the new council's members snapped back. The players were getting anxious about the way the new council was acting. The didn't feel so safe in the Main World anymore.

"At least the players aren't afraid of us," Irwin answered. His comment made some of the new council's members froze and look around. "What do you mean?" One of them exclaimed.

"Can't you see how uneasy to feel. They don't trust you because you're risking their lives for your owns! You aren't strong enough, physically or mentally! That will be your downfall and even the players will pay for that. If I was you, I'd be careful," Chet spoke. He tried his best to keep his calm, but it was really hard because the new council was making him angry.

"We are strong! We could have easily defeated them and way more just by ourselves!" Another member of the new council protested. Most of them were looking angry, but there were a few hesitant ones too.

"Another difference. We didn't lie about our strength to the players. We may not have been honest about everything, but we never lied about our strength. We weren't making the players live in false hope like you are trying to. But I don't think they're gonna believe you now. Not after what they just witnessed," Lyndon spoke. His glare was blaming and it was directed to the new council.

"Soon you'll see that we're way more better than you ever were!" Someone from them exclaimed. The rest, or at least most of them, backed them up.

"I don't think that," Irwin grinned. He was trying his best not to laugh at the new council's stupidity. At least it was pretty hilarious, in his opinion.

"We're leaving now. But just you wait. In the end you'll all come crawling back to us once the reality hits you like a bullet," Chet said. He turned around and walked back to the HQ with Irwin and Lyndon after him. The door shut closed after them.

The new council glanced at each other before just walking away. Non of them started asking about injured, so Ozinelle took the matters to her own hands. "Is someone injured? If you are, please come here!" She called out.

The injured ones hesitated only for a moment before walking to her. Dream, Tommy, Tubbo and Ranboo did their best to help her patch up everyone while the new council was nowhere to be seen.

It was only the matter of time before everything would fall apart, and hard.

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