《The Fallen Council》II
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"Ookay, I didn't think this far-" The dirty blonde admitted as he looked at the three Watchers standing in his 1.14 house.
He hadn't thought about having three peoples he had to hide in his small house. But now there they were.
"Why would you even have taught this far?" The orange haired female smirked.
"I think that this house will be perfectly fine for all of us, temporarily," The tall pink haired male spoke while eyebowling the room.
"Techno's right, this will work perfectly," The sandy blonde Watcher smiled to the dirty blonde.
"If I can keep my room, this is going to be alright," The only female shrugged.
The dirty blonde nodded to her. Then he turned to look around. Downstairs were, the kitchen, small living room, one bathroom and his small bedroom area. Upstairs was the room Sherenidy had stolen, one spare bedroom and another bathroom.
"Yeah, this will work out," He decided.
"So, we have to stay totally hidden from the Her-" The sandy blonde started. "Damn, it's so weird to speak English!"
"We can speak The Nether's forgotten language too if you want to," The female just shrugged.
"No, it's no need to. Plus I think that at least I should practice more English since we're in Overworld now and not in The Original Nether," The sandy blonde spoke out.
"Teni has a good point," Techno said leaning against the wall.
"Mmh," Sherenidy hummed in agreement as she moved her hair out of her face with her metallic-hand.
The sun was slowly starting to light the day and the moon was almost set. Grian woke up to yelling that was coming from the living room. He opened his eyes slowly and yawned a he sat up in his bed. He got up and opened the door to see the sandy blonde Watcher run around the house being chased by the really-wet-looking Main Watcher.
"GET BACK HERE YOU LITTLE BITCH!"
"TECHNO! HELP ME!"
Grian moved his eyes to the pink haired male sitting in the couch sipping something from his cup.
"I stand for violence," The male casually said and pointed at the chaos.
Grian just looked at the scene. He sighed and stepped back to his room closing the door behind him. It was too early in the morning for something like this.
He got chanced and took another try. He opened the door and looked to the living room. Sherenidy flipped a water bucket on Teni making the Watcher scream as the cold water made them wet. Techno in the other hand hadn't changed.
"Alright, alright. I don't know what going on but you two better wipe the floor," Grian said making the troublesome duo turn around and notice him.
"Aah, ̇/ᒷꖎᑑ⚍ᔑ! Good morning, I didn't notice you there!" Sherenidy said giving a gleeful smirk to Teni.
"Morning," Teni mumbled to him to getting up from the floor.
"Mind explaining what happened?"
"It was Techno's fault! I lost an Uno game and had to wake up Sherenidy by flipping a water bucket on her," Teni explained giving a glare to the Blade, who didn't seem like he cared.
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"Oh," Grian was a bit surprised. "Well, let's hope that you two didn't wake up Mumbo and Iskall too!"
Sherenidy rolled her eyes and stucked her tongue out. Teni peeked out of the window. Grian sighed and moved to the kitchen. He had to do a lot of stuff today too.
'It was moved to tomorrow.'
Grian looked out of the window. He saw Mumbo's house and noticed that it was now taller than his own.
'Looks like I'll have to make this house taller. I'm not going to lose to Mumbo!' He thought and Xavier mentally face-palmed.
Grian turned around to see Sherenidy leaning against the doorframe.
"I'll make third floor to the house today," He said earning a surprised reaction from the orange haired Watcher.
"Alright, I'm not gonna complain," She shrugged moving the orange hair out of her face. "Have any hair ties? I lost all of mine."
"I don't. Ask Techno or Teni, maybe one of them has," Grian answered.
The female just shrugged and disappeared to the living room to ask her questions from Techno.
Grian walked to the backdoor and stepped outside closing the door behind him. He didn't want the Hermits to go inside and find his visitors. He picked up a shulker box from his inventory and put it on the ground. After taking all of the materials he needed, he started building the third floor to his house because he didn't want Mumbo to have the tallest house in the street.
Around an hour later Iskall flied to him. Grian stopped placing blocks and greeted his friend with a smile.
"Hey Iskall!"
"Hey G! Btw, I heard some shouting from your house this morning. Is everything alright?"
Grian grinned to Iskall's question.
"Nothing really. I think that it was Villager Grian, he got jumpscared by a zombie that broke in. But I killed the zombie and he's perfectly fine," Grian lied.
'Shut up Xavier'
"Oh, alright then," The Swede shrugged. "What are you doing now?" He asked looking at the house that was still in progress.
"I'm just making third floor to my house, I thought that it would look better if it was a bit taller," Grian explained.
"Oh, that's great. Btw, we have a Sahara-meeting later today, don't be late!" Iskall smiled before flying off with his elytras.
Grian looked as the Swede disappeared out of his render distance. Then he moved back to work and continued placing the blocks.
I stared at the reports trying to find something useful. I just needed something that would give me an idea of what Oneus might be after with his actions. I felt like there might be an answer in the papers. I still couldn't believe that those papers were from the time I had joined The Council. Time sure flies fast.
There was a knock on the door that made me turn around and look at the pink haired male, who leaned against the door frame. I met his red eyes and tilted my head.
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"𝐼𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒹?" I spoke to him with The Nether's forgotten language's original way, my first language, if we don't talk about the Watchers' first language, Galactic.
"𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒷𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓂𝑒 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐼 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐼'𝒹 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒶𝓈𝓀 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒾𝓉" He answered with the same way of speaking The Nether's forgotten language.
"𝒜𝓁𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝑔𝑜 𝑜𝓃" I nodded glaring at him with curiosity in my hidden eyes.
"𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒷𝑜𝓇𝓃 𝒾𝓃 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒪𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝒩𝑒𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇, 𝓌𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓃'𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊?" He got straight to the point.
"𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉'𝓈 𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉. 𝐼 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒷𝑜𝓇𝓃 𝒾𝓃 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓁𝑒𝓉𝓉 𝐹𝒾𝑒𝓁𝒹𝓈" I answered.
"𝑀𝓂𝒽, 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝑒𝒾𝓇𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝒲𝒶𝓉𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓇'𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒪𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝒩𝑒𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇. 𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓃'𝓉 𝓂𝒶𝓃𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝓊𝓈 𝓁𝑒𝒻𝓉, 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌" The pink haired male hummed crossing his arms.
"𝒴𝑒𝓈, 𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝒹𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝓂𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒲𝒶𝓉𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒷𝑜𝓇𝓃 𝒾𝓃 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐸𝓃𝒹 𝑜𝓇 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒪𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓁𝒹" I nodded in agreement.
"I haven't really seen other Watchers in a while, others that Teni and now you and Grian," The male spoke out, now changing to English since it was always risky to speak The Nether's forgotten language outside of The Original Nether.
"I see that you haven't worn your mask either," I pointed out.
"Mmh, I left my mask and cloak behind years ago. Oneus tried to make me one of his people but I refused to join him and escaped back to my original home," He answered.
"Very understandable," I nodded knowing how the Watchers could easily hide in The Original Nether if they became targeted.
Our conversation was cut off by a knock on the front door. I turned around and scanned the front of the house with my Watcher-powers. I saw a player and recognized their player code easily. Techno in the other hand didn't seem to have any idea who was knocking on the door.
"It's the server's admin, Xisumavoid. He's exactly like a brother to me, right now things are just a bit different," I explained remembering how Oneus had wiped us from everyone's memory.
"I see," The Blade nodded putting on a turtle helmet from his inventory.
I let out a laugh but immediately covered my mouth with my metallic-arm as the helmet covered the tall male's eyes.
"Grian? Are you there?"
We both froze. We didn't know if Xisuma had heard our voices or if he was just trying to figure out was Grian inside his base. Hopefully he wouldn't come inside. I peeked out of the window to see the admin in a green armor standing there. I know that he wouldn't come inside without a really good reason, luckily he didn't seem to have one.
We stood in silence for a couple of minutes before Xisuma finally left. I sighed and laid back on the chair I was sitting in, almost felling over. Teni appeared to the doorway too from downstairs where they had been waiting for the admin to leave.
"Was that Hermitcraft's admin?" They asked waving their sandy blonde hair off their face with their hand.
I nodded summoning out my own admin panel, which surprised the other two.
"Are you an admin too?"
Teni's question made me freeze. I hadn't realized what I had done before they had mentioned it. I tented to forget that these people didn't know me like The Mains did.
"I used to be," I admitted while typing commands to the screen.
"I see. What was your server's name, if you don't mind me asking," Teni asked carefully.
"Cromicia, it was Cromicia," I answered.
"I've heard that name. Oneus talked a lot about the accident that happened there," Teni said quietly.
I knew that they knew more than they should. Of course they knew. They had been Oneuses "loyal" helper and their master had probably told them everything.
"Yeah... 'Accident'... That's what it was, eh?" I muttered.
"Mmh," Teni hummed quietly knowing exactly what had happened.
"I might have heard about it too. The two admins went insane and killed everyone else in the server. I stand for violence but that doesn't seem to be something you like," Techno spoke out joining the conversation.
"Well, things just didn't work out like me and Zanax wanted them to," I whispered staring at my precious Deger.
The two others fell in total silence. I closed the admin screen in front of me and took out my communicator. I choose Xelqua's contact and called him.
I was sitting in Sahara's meeting room with Iskall and Mumbo. We were in the middle of a meeting when my communicator started buzzing non-stop telling me that someone was calling. I quickly excused myself from the meeting and moved to another room answering Sherenidy's call.
"Didn't I tell you to avoid calling me?" I muttered.
"And I told ᒲᔑ𝙹 to stop spamming messages but he never did that!" An annoyed female voice answered.
"Alright, alright, what is it?" I sighed looking back to the meeting room where Iskall and Mumbo were having a conversation together.
"Xisuma came to the door. He looked like he had something important to say," The female explained.
"Alright, I'll go see him when I have time. Right now I'm a bit busy with-" I was cut off as a sudden glitch went through me making me fall on the ground.
I heard a clank from the communicator and assumed that I wasn't the only one who fell. Apparently also Techno and Teni seemed to have fallen since I heard a lot of complaining from the communicator. I managed to look at the meeting room and see that Iskall and Mumbo weren't affected by the glitch.
"And there we might have a new member to our little group," Sherenidy sounded excited.
Words: 2008
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