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Xisuma woke up to a throbbing pain in his head, and a sting in his stomach. He

He turned his head to the side and, in the corner of his eye, saw vibrant red, blue and yellow wings. He dragged his eyes upwards, to find Grian chained up, legs dangling from the ceiling. "Grian?" X questioned. "X! Xisuma! Could you help me get down?" The ceiling was relatively high, about eight or nine feet tall, but Xisuma could definitely handle it.

Xisuma chuckled, and shut his eyes for a moment. You see, Since Xisuma is an alien, he had a special ability only his kind was well known for. Gravity manipulation. So, as he shut his eyes and focused on himself and the gravity holding body down reducing, he felt himself slowly lift up, off the floor.

"Hey," X smiled as he came to eye level with his avian friend. "Uh, how do I get you free?"

Grian groaned. "Just pull on the chains, they're only just holding me up, and I can't get enough strength to do it myself."

Xisuma nodded, and grabbed at one of the chains keeping his friend pinned up. He quickly added gravity to himself and the chain snapped in half. "God, these really are weak.." Xisuma muttered, as he lifted himself up to the other chain. "Alright G, make sure you don't fall." The alien cautioned. "Stop motherhenning me and get me dowpn" Grian groaned, flailing his legs about briefly.

Xisuma scoffed, and added gravity to himself just as quickly again. As he dropped to the ground with a thud, only just landing on his feet, He felt a slight breeze pass over him for only a second. Grian has opened out his wings, and has glided down gracefully. "Showoff." Xisuma laughed. Grian scoffed in mock offence. "Xisuma! That's terribly rude of you."

"Yeah, yeah. You're just a man child, I understand."

Grain rolled his eyes, and turned to the door, made with thick metal bars, a shiny tint to it. Right, X noted, enchanted bars. That won't be a pain later on.

As he focused on the outside, he could see a cell exactly like the one him and his avian friend were in. He could make out a black haired fellow, his face turned away from them both, but he seemed to be in a suit. Xisuma gasped. "Hey, M-"

"MUMBO." Grian shouted. Mumbo jolted awake, a whipped around to face them, eyes glazed over with a red tint and sharpened teeth at the ready. His eyes turned back to their usual dark brown, as he came back to his senses, and waved. "Hello, X, G."

"Hello, Mumbo." Xisuma laughed.

"Mumbo, is that Scar in there with you?" The avian asked.

"Uh huh!" Mumbo replied as he leaned over the sleeping mess of brown curls. "He's out cold, though."

"Alright, Now that we've taken attendance, Where are we?"