The Ones Who Survived - An MCYT fanfic

Ch 26: Xisuma

 'We don't mean harm.' I walk over to the watcher as it appears in spawn, shaking. 

'Neither do we.' Is the hissed reply back. 'If you do what we say.'

'What do you want from us?'

'Xelqua.' I glare at them. 

'I'm not letting you take any of my friends.' I reply. 'Please leave, or I'll have to ban you.'

'Our power is stronger than yours. If you try to ban us, your... friends... will suffer even more.'

'Get out of Hermitcraft, or I make you go.'

'You'll bring death to your server, Evander Xisuma Void.'

'Please leave.' I can't keep my confident tone for the others, as much as I try. My voice wavers with every word and I try to calm myself. Scenes of destruction fill my mind. My friends... dead... I shake it away. 

'Pathetic. You think you can do anything to stop us? Give us Xelqua, or we'll ask for more.'

'This server is protected.'

'By who? A scared admin and a group of rubbish fighters? Oh, add in a few freaks and runaways too. They all deserve to die.' My hands clench and I itch to pull out my sword or complicated commands.

'What will it take for you to leave?'

'Give us Xelqua and we'll leave you alone.'

'That's not an option. We have wealth, and power.'

'We want Xelqua. Give him to us. Or face death.'

'Leave. Please. I don't want to hurt you.'

How much are you willing to give? The watcher's voice cuts directly through my thoughts. They're speaking psychically. I glare back.

What do you mean?

For us to leave. If you don't want us to return one of the escapers to where they belong, what else are you willing to sacrifice

I am not sacrificing anyone. I have told you what I can give you instead. We can move to another world if you just want to destroy everything...

Destroy everything? Good idea.

I panic. 

No. Let us leave first

We'll play a little game. Lets see how many of your little hermits escape when I... summon the others. Let's see how little you'll recognise your little spawn area. Well done, Evander. You're smarter than we thought

I step back.

And Hermitcraft turns to chaos. 

I take to the air, watching the others run, as I land in the shopping district. 

Xisuma: meet @ shopping district now

Xisuma: abandon server

I type as fast as I can, pacing the street... I try not to look at the distruction, relief filling me as I see Beef running over. 

'Xisuma!'

'You're here... thank goodness.' I hug him.

'What did you say that made it attack?'

I don't reply, mainly as I watch Team ZIT running for their life towards the portal. A watcher appears next to them. 

I watch as it kills Zed, and the other two disappear, hopefully safe. 

'Xisuma... I'm here...' Cleo appears too. 'What's going on? Are we going to be safe?'

'I don't know.' I reply honestly. 'But we need to wait for others first.' 

We wait a little while, until xB appears. Then I make the decision that we're all going to leave. 

'What about the others?' Cleo frowns. 'Is this all of us?'

I have to nod. She falls silent. 

'We can't wait any longer and let them find us too...' I force myself to say, before creating a portal to Season 8. 'Let's go.'

Beef sighs, but accepts, as does Cleo and xB.

'I hope the others can figure out where we are...' I hide the looming if there are any others and step through the portal.

I'm not expecting the wasteland that greets us. Cleo's next through, then xB, then Beef. I look around, realising we're at spawn.

'Let's find a place to stay for a bit... I don't know what is and isn't destroyed or what, but hopefully somewhere is fine.' They all agree. 'And then later on we can explore further... scavenge for resources... set up a new life here and hope other survivors find us.'

'What way is everyone's base?' Cleo asks. 'We can find if any of our bases are alright and... settle there.'

But we don't even have time for that as another watcher appears. 

Long white hair in a braid, halos around their face covering their eyes. Their robes are purple and a pair of black wings stretch up behind them.

'I will break your legs...' Threatens Cleo. I try to stop them as she steps closer. None of us have time to do anything as the watcher lifts her, still swearing and struggling, by her shirt, holding her at eye level as she yells about the pain she's going to cause them, before she slumps dead from a burst of light. None of us speak as she's tossed aside. 

'Get away.' I plead. 'You promised to let us stay safe.'

'I promised nothing.' 

'Beef?!' I turn at Xb's voice, seeing Beef collapsed on the ground, feeling the air in front of him as though blind.

'HELLO? XISUMA? XB?' He yells.

'We're here!' I reply, but he clearly doesn't hear, or sense me holdin his hand. The watchers have removed all his senses.

'Stop this.' xB pleads. 'Turn him back to normal.'

'Oh, don't worry.' I stand again as the Watcher walks over to him, drawing a sword. 'This way he won't feel a thing.'

'What do you mean?' I realize he must've changed to English, but it doesn't matter, or change what happens next.

'Oh, you heard that? It's nothing to worry about.'

He stabs Beef, who dies instantly. xB scrambles away.

'Run.'

He does.

'Get me, and let him live.' I beg. 'You've got most of us. You've proved your point.' My eyes flash with fear beneath my helmet.

'Remove it.' I frown. We're back to galactic again.

'What?'

'The helmet. We'll see if it's true that you can't live without it.'

'If I do this do you promise that you... Or any watcher, or thing under your command tries to trap, hurt or kill xB, and you won't try to find a loophole that makes him end up dead.' I hold out my hand to shake.

The watcher accepts.

And I remove my helmet.

Eeeeeeh this wasn't really the best...
But better stuff is to come

And by better I mean angstier