ummm hiya,,, no art today since I'm kinda drained from drawing the animatic frames then editing them, it's not done but I'm around chapter 'Found' where Grian and The watcher are fighting,,,, never drawn fighting scenes but I'm trying xD ALSO I've realized that while trying to find some BDubs fan art to put as my phone background, that there is BARELY any! BROSKI we need more fan art for like all of the unpopular hermits please! D:

Update on June 14th: UM HI, WE'RE NUMBER 1 IN BOTH THE TAG JUMBO AND WINGED NOW??? UHHH THANK YOU!!! <3

Anyways, The short thing is that Animatic is around 34% done and is being edited and we need more Bdubs fan art. enjoy the chapter :D

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.・゜゜・　Possibly 2 days later...　・゜゜・．

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Still no Grian...

The hermits due to Mumbo's request checked the entire server... twice... that even included Xisuma manually checking the code and player list a few times.... but he wasn't even here...

But whenever they thought of their missing hermit, something always ran a chill down their spines. If only they knew what was happening to said man... that's where we'll start at...

Grian leaned against the concrete wall, a knee pressed into his chest. A few hours before, old friend watcher had taken off the wires wrapped around his ankles so he could move a bit better, they didn't exactly wanna kill him since they needed him. With his free legs, he was allowed to move more but was still confined by his wrists, neck and the lower bits of his wings.

The treatment that they did to him had begun causing problems to him, it wasn't anything mental or emotional but something.... physical....

The electric abuse had begun to make his shapeshifting abilities to malfunction, meaning parts of his body had taken different forms. His wings still stood on his back but one had morphed into a dragon wing, a few hours ago horns had come through his hair and his normally feathered ears had become to different kinds. The colour in his face was quite a literal mess, the ears' colours melting in and the bird feathers had formed circles near an eye.

What was never mentioned was that sudden form switches as such and at the same time had turned sour, the switch had caused him to feel a lot pain, more than the electricity caused him. Surprisingly, he became pretty obedient to the watchers' abuse and words, though he'd never betray his friends back in hermitcraft.

That promise had begun to run thinner than before, he wanted it to stop, to have his friends move on from him, stop holding back for him and to be out of this nonsense with the watchers. Overall, their involvement was his fault... Grian had hurt the others with escaping from these entities grasps.... he needed to fix it...

The Watchers had noticed his change in both appearance and attitude, semi worried about his physical self but pretty happy that he was falling back into his place. They needed him for their plans and they were getting just what they needed.

One last final shock rang through Grian's neck, having him bite onto his lip to shut up as if he screamed, he'd possibly be hurt more than this. The old friend chuckled at him, walking over and leaning down then placing a gloved hand onto Grian's head "I see you're learning Xelqua.... just let us back in and we can help you... your just being too blind to see it... we're the good guys" they spoke before removing their hand.

As they walked back, they suddenly turned around then placed something on the floor... a watcher mask with larger horns on the sides of it. "When you realize that we're right, this will be here" The watcher explained before getting back up and exiting the room.

The shapeshifter looked up with his glossy eyes, looking at the mask placed a distance away from him. He then had the sudden urge to take it... he carefully crawled over, trying to ignore the pain in his wrists. He sat on his knees in front of the mask, taking his pained and semi blood covered hands and took the mask into them, looking down at it and rubbing the material with his thumb.

I wanna go back home...

this is your home

no it isn't, leave me alone....

I won't till you accept yourself into our ranks, join us Xelqua, we can go back to before you left and be happy and be a family again.

No, The hermits are my family... not you all...

listen to me Xel, the hermits didn't see you as one of the same but we do... they didn't care about you like we do, they don't know you like we do. come back to us 

Your lying

why would I lie to you Xel?

...

Right.

just put the mask on again and come back

no...

come back

no...

The world around Grian began getting blurred but extremely bright, everything lagging and seeming slower than before...

we are you true family, just put it on and we can be one.

we can return t h e m

we can fix everything

The shapeshifter felt his hands and the mask in them slowly get closer to his face, his fingers wrapped closely to the pale mask. Could they really fix everything? His breath caught in his chest, the mask slowly getting closer before...

He truly was just blind...

"Welcome back, Xelqua"