《The Fallen Council》I
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Me, Iskall and Mumbo had been working on our project Sahara for hours together. The project was going really well and I really enjoyed it. I looked at Mumbo and Iskall, who were working on the redstone while I was partying with my parrot-friends.
"Grian! Come help us!" Iskall shouted to me.
"Nah, I think that I'm good," I laughed.
"Come on dude!" The Swede shouted.
I just laughed and heard my communicator buzz. I opened it knowing who had sent the message.
¬Sherenidy¬
Can you go to the HQ? (14.25)
I don't have anything to do! (14.25)
(14.25) Right, right!
I looked up from my communicator and called my friends.
"Sorry guys, something came up. I'll have to go to The Main World to see my friend," I lied.
"Alright! See ya G!" Mumbo waved as I logged off.
I opened my eyes and saw the portal hub. It looked still the same but the consoles were no longer working since no one knew how they worked. I sighed and walked behind the HQ.
I changed to my Prime Admin clothes. A white cloak with a hood and a white bandana that I his my eyes with since I couldn't use my Watcher mask. My wings and halo weren't visible since they were a Watcher thing too. My clothes were perfectly hidden under the white cloak, which was really similar to The Council's cloaks, expect it didn't have the feature to fit in every possible temperature.
I walked to the HQ's main entrance and looked around. The medical center was still working same as the meeting room, but the library was locked. I peeked into the medical center, it didn't feel the same without Haylie. I decided to head to the second floor. The doors were no longer guarded and they were left wide-open. I walked in to see many people in the hallway. I looked at the wall and saw all of The Mains' rooms' doors, they were all locked. On the left side there was the office, which was locked. The living room and kitchen on the right side were still open. Most of the rooms were locked but not all of them.
I eyebowled the office's door wondering how I was going to enter the room without anyone noticing it. I couldn't just walk in, but most of the people knew that the door was supposed to be locked from everyone. I decided to continue walking and come back later.
On the left side of the building were mostly empty rooms, which had now been taken by the Admins. But the right side of the building had the old rooms, which were locked. I decided to go to the old side.
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I walked through the hallway and saw many admins just hanging out. That was really strange and felt uncomfortable since this building had been my home where I could be safe from all the glares and other people. I passed many doors with different signs, I recognized all of them.
"How are we going to get in?"
I stopped as I heard a voice from behind the corner.
"Can we break the door?" Another voice asked.
"What are you two doing?" Said a voice that I recognized that was Hypixel, the admin of Hypixel, a Demis Admin. (2nd tier)
"Oh- oh-, Heyyy Pixel!" The first voice panicked.
I decided to step in and see the situation myself. I saw Mortus Admin Skeppy (5th tier) and Kocyte Admin BadBoyHalo (6th tier) standing in front of 'Weapons'.
I recognized that room. It had been Jaylee's workroom.
Pixel, Skeppy and BadBoyHalo had already noticed me and Skeppy and BadBoyHalo seemed to be panicking a bit now.
"What is going on here?" I asked tilting my head.
"P-prime Admin X-xelqua!" Skeppy almost shouted in panic.
"These two were just wondering what's behind this door by the looks of things," Pixel just casually shrugged.
"Hhm, I see," I hummed and looked at the door. "That used to be someone's workroom in the past," I said.
Skeppy and BadBoyHalo and even Hypixel seemed surprised. They thought that no one knew about the locked rooms. I just smirked and walked away leaving them behind. Now I had to find a way to get to the office.
As I found my way back to the offices door, the hallway was empty. Perfect! I looked around and quickly sneaked into the room as I didn't see anyone.
The office looked exactly like it had looked before. The bookcases on the wall and the office table with the chair and the sofas with their table on the other side. This room brought back many memories. I looked around to see all of the books and reports. This room was filled with information about the servers and players.
Xavier's voice made me jump.
'You scared the life out of me!'
The fallen casually answered.
'Can you help me look for July 2016 reports?' I asked as I walked to the bookcase, which had the monthly reports in it.
Xavier shrugged.
I sighed and started going through the reports. 2019, 2018, 2017 and finally 2016. December, November, October, September, August and July. I picked up the report file called 'July 2016'. It had been written by Mao and Sherenidy, which was interesting since writing reports was The Main Leader's hands' job and back in 2016 the hands had been Mindstorm and Zenith. I took a report file 'June 2016' and 'August 2016', both of them were written by Mindstorm and Zenith. Then why was July's report written by Mao and Sherenidy?
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'No, back then I was stuck in the Academy,' I answered in confusion.
Xavier explained.
'Oh, now it makes sense,' I thought.
I turned around and looked at the library's door. I didn't want to go there, so many memories.. I decided to teleport back to Hermitcraft and give the book to Sherenidy. I changed out of my Prime Admin clothes and teleported to Hermitcraft.
I stepped out of the portal and took a look at the report file. Then I spread my elytras and flied to the my 1.14 house. I opened the door to see Villager Grian in the corner. Soon the orange haired female jumped downstairs with her wings. She tucked her wings behind her back before turning to look at me.
"How did it go? Did you get the reports?" She asked tilting her head.
"Yeah, here," I nodded giving the report files to her.
She took them giving me a nod and headed upstairs, I followed her. She put the reports on a table and started going through them one-by-one. I took one of the papers and read through it. It made no sense to me.
"I'll go through these and see if there's something useful information. We also have to find some allies at some point," My mentor spoke as she looked at the papers.
I nodded and left her alone so she could focus better. I walked downstairs and to the kitchen. I peeked outside of the window. It was still day and the sun was shining. I could go outside and see if I can find any of the Hermits. But we also needed some allies. Where were we going to get people who remember what really happened and are actually on our side?
"THE ORIGINAL NETHER!" I almost shouted as I got an idea.
"𝒲𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒾𝓉?" I heard Sherenidy voice from upstairs.
I climbed the stairs and met the female's curious stare.
"There are two friends of mine! They're both Watchers too," I told her.
"Mmh, I see. They shouldn't be affected by the spell if they've stayed there this whole time," She nodded.
"I can go see them, they live in 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓥𝓲𝓸𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓛𝓪𝓷𝓭," I mentioned.
"I see, I know that place. You can go there but be careful," She agreed.
I nodded and ran downstairs to change to my Main Watcher outfit. I really missed wearing these clothes. I took out my communicator and teleported to the Original Nether.
I ran straight to 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓥𝓲𝓸𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓛𝓪𝓷𝓭. There I found a familiar-looking house and knocked on the door. Soon the door was opened by a tall pink haired male. The male was wearing a white collared shirt, dark pants and a crown. His pink hair reached his shoulders. The look in his red eyes was surprised but also serious. He let me inside and locked the door.
"𝐼𝓉'𝓈 𝑔𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒, 𝐼 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓈𝒶𝓎 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒾𝓉𝓊𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝒾𝓈 𝒶 𝒷𝒾𝓉.." The Blade spoke out.
I nodded in agreement and looked around to see a sandy blonde haired person standing next to the couch. They had worry and curiosity in their deep black eyes. I noticed that they were wearing a light gray sweater, dark blue jeans and a blood-red scarf around their neck.
"𝓘 𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓾𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝔀𝓸 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓲𝓽𝓾𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷." I spoke out with a serious voice.
"𝓨𝓮𝓼 𝔀𝓮 𝓭𝓸, 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓒𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓬𝓲𝓵 𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓯𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓷..." The dirty blonde answered.
"𝐼𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊'𝓇𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒?" The Blade himself joined the conversation.
"𝓨𝓮𝓼, 𝓶𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓢𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓲𝓭𝔂 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓸𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝓜𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓼 𝓵𝓮𝓯𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔀𝓮 𝓷𝓮𝓮𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝓵𝓹. 𝓦𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓼𝓲𝓫𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓿𝓸𝓲𝓭..." I said quietly with a bit of sadness in my voice.
The Blade walked to me and placed his hand on my shoulder. He looked into my eyes that were hidden behind the mask. Then he wrapped his arms around me and I did the same hiding my head to the taller male's chest.
"𝒟𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓇𝓎, 𝓌𝑒'𝓁𝓁 𝒽𝑒𝓁𝓅 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝓌𝑜," He whispered to my ear.
"𝓘'𝓵𝓵 𝓱𝓮𝓵𝓹 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓸𝓯 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓼𝓮! 𝓘 𝓸𝔀𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓶𝔂 𝔀𝓱𝓸𝓵𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮 𝓪𝓯𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓪𝓵𝓵!" The sandy blonde gave me a pity smile.
I raised my head from my friend's, no, my brother's chest and stepped a bit away. He put his hands on my shoulders and looked into my eyes.
"𝒲𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝓃? 𝒪𝓇 𝒹𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓎𝑒𝓉?" He asked.
"𝓦𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓷'𝓽 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝓰𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓷 𝓪 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝔂𝓮𝓽. 𝓑𝓾𝓽 𝓘 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓴 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝔀𝓸 𝓶𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓷𝓮𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓗𝓮𝓻𝓶𝓲𝓽𝓬𝓻𝓪𝓯𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓱𝓲𝓭𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓯 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓢𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓲𝓭𝔂." I explained.
"𝒜𝓁𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝓁𝑒𝓉'𝓈 𝒹𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉!" The Blade smirked and I saw the sandy blond nod behind me.
Hopefully things are going to go well.
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