Author's Note: The second part of the new story. We enter the new world ladies and gentlemen. A world of danger and yarrrrr. 

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 Doc's POV:

 G-grian!

 F-f-falling!

 Ocean!

 Grian came into TFC's home, warned us about the machine, and we're now sucked into another world!

 I opened my eyes and looked down towards the ocean. I yelled as I crashed into the salty ocean. When I got back up to the surface, I looked around the vast, empty ocean around me. None of the other hermits were in sight except for a faint sight of something floating on the ocean. 

 Swimming through the coursing waves, I reached a piece of driftwood with an unconscious Grian on top of it. I reached my claw up and shook him.

 " G-grian!" I narrowed my eye at him. Grian let out a whine as he hugged the board. I opened up my inventory and shook my head, " Barely an hour left before the protective clothing loses it's effect. At this rate, we'll both be drowned food....

 Grian started to gag up sea water as his eyes opened up. He looked towards me with a nervous look, " D-doc?" he wheezed as Grian reached out and touched my muzzle. Wait, when in the nether did I get a muzzle? I let out a sigh. 

 It didn't matter. I needed to keep Grian alive, " Yeah, it's me Grian.... We need to find more driftwood and get you on top of it." I told him as I attached a lead to the branch of the driftwood. Grian held on for dear life as I shoved the rope into the snout and started to swim. 

 I had my compass up as I swam. My best bet was to travel north. Well, I hope it was my best bet. In an hour, I won't be able to see or swim well. Grian coughed up sea water behind me as I swam. We kept finding more driftwood, and Grian started to wrap the wood up with some spare rope. 

 We soon had a small raft the size of a door. I climbed onto the raft and draped myself across it. Grian pulled himself up and laid down next to me, " Normally I'd question the stability of this door, but this isn't the Titanic, so it's fine." he yawned. I shook my head at him. 

 I looked down at my arm as the cloth around it withered away into dust. The two of us watched as all the dust floated away from us. My tail twitched as I let out a sigh, " What the hell do we do now?" I sighed as I scratched at the muzzle I now had.

 Grian shrugged his shoulders, " I... I don't k...know Doc... I just wanted to warn you guys, but I was t-too late." he frowned at me. I put my robotic hand on his shoulder, " You tried G. We just need to hope that the others will find us." I sighed. 

 I sat on the makeshift rafter with Grian leaning on me. He held onto his injured arm and sighed, " It hurts...." he mumbled as he looked between his arm and the water. I glanced up and noticed the blood that soaked the sea around us. When I looked back at Grian, he unwrapped his arm and showed me the reopened wounds. 

 I frowned at him and brought out my bag. Grian tiredly watched as I brought out an emergency medkit. I took his injured arm causing him to whine and try to pull away before I growled at him. Grian curled up slightly with a look of a kicked kitten. My tail twitched as I rewrapped up his wounds. 

 After bandaging Grian up and putting his sling back on, I let him lay down on one of my legs. Grian twitched and stared up at the blank, blue sky, " I want Mumbo and Iskall.... " he mumbled as he slowly tried to close his eyes. I shook him awake, " I know... I know..." I sighed as I looked around the ocean. 

 My tail twitched as I looked out towards something in the horizon. What is it? I tapped the side of my head and zoomed in. 

 A ship! 

 Oh my god... A freaking ship! This is what we need. 

 I  honestly have a feeling that those on the ship won't be so kind to a cyborg and short, injured man, but we need to get off this makeshift raft before the monsters come. 

 Speaking of monsters, I looked down into the ocean and stared down into the murky depths. I looked up as a long, pointed fin poked out of the sea. 

 Okay...

 I'm pretty sure I can stab these things with my sword when they try to bite. I just need to hold these things off before the boat comes. Based on the sails, they are coming towards us. 

 (( WolftigerCub!Mighty is grooming themselves, and X has a sign that reads " A few minutes later" ))

 When the boat came closer to us, a net dropped and lifted Grian and I up. Grian started to panic, but I held onto him and put my claw on his shoulder, " Look Grian... Whatever these people do.... I'll keep you alive for Mumbo and Grian." I whispered into his ear.

 We were pulled up onto the deck of the ship. The man staring down at us looked roughly like Tango. He adjusted his hat as his lion tail twitched, " Well, you're lucky we were heading into port with some other abandoned...." he spoke in a curious voice. 

 Tango, or Captain Tango, led us down to a small cabin where Wels and Impulse were. Impulse's non-dominant hand was in bandages. The captain explained how when the two dropped onto his ship, the Impulse from his crew attacked Impulse due to them looking the same. 

 " I must apologize for his behavior again... We don't see people from other universes around here... Only once did we, and that was a while ago. " Tango reminisced with a glow from his red eyes. After Tango left, I laid Grian down onto the cot and forced him out of soaking wet clothes. Wels handed me a wool blanket, and I wrapped Grian up.

 I looked over at Wels and Impulse, " Do you guys know where Python, Joe, and TFC ended up?" I questioned them as the two Americans shook their heads. Impulse looked down at his hand sadly. Wels looked at his hand, " This is...." Impulse silenced him by looking at him.

 I laid down on the ground and curled up. When Wels questioned me on why I looked like this now, I simply told him that I didn't know and fell asleep from exhaustion.