{TW: Lots of blood, darkness, general gore}
Cold air wrapped smoking black tendrils around a tall angular figure. Many glowing amber eyes filled the empty void with light. From the neverending dark shimmered a dagger-sharp grin, opening to allow crimson blood to flow out and curl its own tentacles over the invisible floor.

"We are ready, we are ready, we are ready," chanted a hissing voice in the growing lack of light, turning swiftly into an aggressive scream of maniacal delight. They were right.

They were ready.

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"Come on!" laughed Mumbo, swooping through the pale blue skies. Dangling from his neck was a crimson red necklace, same shimmering colour as the tint of his elytra and the glow of redstone. Scar laughed, the delighted sound turning into an alarmed scream as he plummeted down at the slightest malfunction. His copper glow dimmed as he tumbled down, until on their communicators appeared; "GoodTimesWithScar fell from a high place."

"How does he always manage to do that?" chuckled the redstone engineer, soaring in an elegant loop-de-loop. Shrugging, Grian flicked his abnormally-monochrome wings and let himself follow their recently-deceased friend and collected his items to keep them safe. Crouching and writhing at the edge of his vision were familiar glaring lights, but when he spun his head round to take a closer look, nothing was there.

"It's back," he whispered, standing up straight and glancing around in a panicked manner.

"You okay?"  interrupted his dark-haired companion, slipping over.

"Yeah. Let's wait here for Scar."

They were ready.

A/N: I know that I have tons of stories that need writing but I had a problem with time management and I didn't have enough free time to continue, then got more ideas... They aren't abandoned fully tho, they will be back at some point (hopefully)!