IMPORTANT NOTE: I am not shipping Wels and X. Just want to clear that up. It is Wels job to keep the current head admin safe, aka X. Tango covers Biffa.

Xisuma was building when he felt it. A prodding, unfelt by anyone but admins.

It seemed someone was poking at the coding, and Xisuma didn't have any concerns. It was probably Biffa anyways.

Then Biffa called him. He replied on the first ring, of course.

"Biffa? Is it about the coding?"

'X, have you looked at the coding? All of our whitelist protocols are being destroyed! Contact the Observer, now.'

Xisuma started running to his admin laptop. "Roger. Contact me on my headset, we can talk after I get the Observer working."

Opening his laptop with a speed unknown to most humans, X dmed the Observer of the server.

Xisumavoid coding is being wrecked need u stat

Unknown be on in a sec

Xisuma threw his headset on and heard Biffa's panicked voice came through "X! Finally! It's being torn to pieces, the wall!"

Pulling up the coding, Xisuma began helping Biffa repair the coding. The hacker tore it down just as quickly.

Panicking, Biffa and Xisuma shot frustrated yelling at one another until a distorted voice joined the chat.

"dONt bLoW mY eArS oUt QUitE yEt, i HApPeN tO liKE tHEm."

Immediately perking up, Xisuma asked as he continued remaking coding. "Finally! Why did you take so long?" The Observer joined in, their coding leaving a greenish tinge to whatever they touched.

"wELl, mY cOmPUteR cRAsHeD aFtEr i aRrIveD aND i hAd TO bOoT iT uP."

A muffled laugh came from Biffa's side. "aND tHeN i hAD tO mIcROwaVE mY tEA. hAvE yOU eVeR hAD mIcRoWAveD tEA? iT'S dISguStInG!"

Biffa and X both hummed in agreement. "Fate worse then death."

"nOT liKE i cAn DIe, bUT sUrE."

There was a brief silence, and the Observer asked "haS tHe HAckER lEfT a STRiNG oF pUrPlE cOdiNg?"

"Uh... No? Is that something to worry about?"

"yEs."

"I'll watch out for that then."

The next five hours consisted of staring at a computer monitor and fighting a hacker. The hacker finally backed up, and they made a stronger wall taking the strength and strategy of the hacker.

"aRgH, i tHiNK i'M gOnNA sLe-" There was the noise of someone passing out and hitting the keyboard.

Xisuma muffled his laughter, and Biffa commented "I guess we should leave to not wake them up."

"Guess so. Have a good day-wait, the sun has set? Snap, we've been here for awhile. Have a good night Biffa."

A soft beep echoed as Biffa signed off, and Xisuma pulled himself to his feet. It occurred to him he should probably let Tango and Wels know of this new occurrence, but the thoughts considering this were cut off after he ran into the wall after zoning out.

"...Could've sworn that wall wasn't there earlier today..." "Oh come on X, the wall was there the entire time."

X's head snapped up at the familiar voice. Perched on a nearby pillar crouched a bandanna wearing player. "Who are you?"

The player slapped a hand to his chest in mock offense. "Come on X! How could you forget your brother?" Xisuma stared at him. This player was claiming to be his brother. But that was impossible. X was the only one in his family to be cursed with immortality.

Ethan was hit by a truck at 17. He never got back up.

"That's... thats not possible!" The player bounded down from the pillar. "Yes it is Xisuma. I forgot about you, only your name stayed in my head. The Watchers took me after the truck incident. You... You thought they were dragging my body away."

How did he know this? "Stop lying to me and show your true form." With a visible roll of his eyes, the player groaned "X-"

"Don't 'X' me! Stop pretending to be my brother! How did you even learn this stuff anyways?"

The player flinched backwards. "..F-fine." Seconds later, the player scaled the pillar and flew off after opening a pair of elytra.

Xisuma watched him, with a tint of regret festering in his chest. He immediately stomped it out. His brother was dead and this... player? Vex? Watcher?.. was taking advantage of his weakness on the subject.

He shook his head and called up Wels.

'Mhmm.. X?... it's late.. what is it?...'

Xisuma sighed, looking up at the moon as he quietly responded. "Some hacker tried to tear down the whitelist wall. Then some player claimed to be someone close to me that died years ago, and left after a little of trying to convince me."

'...Schist, I'm dropping by now. I'll call Tango on the way. You safe for now?'

"A bit shaken, but yes."

There was the noise of someone grabbing something, and Wels stated 'Be there in thirty minutes. Don't do anything stupid, its my job to prevent you from doing stupid things.'

With that, Wels hung up and left Xisuma to his thoughts. He ended up just sitting next to the pillar the player had been on, pondering what he had said.

It felt like a eternity until Wels arrived. The knight was in a frenzy and sweeped the entire area, ignoring how dazed X still was from the experience.

After all, by Wels words himself, he 'didn't want to be slaughtered by his boss'.

But as he did this, he of course, ran into the threat. The player who had claimed to be a deceased player that X had known.

He found the player crying ontop of a pillar, on the other side of the base. It was confusing to find the threat sobbing hysterically. Wels didn't except that.

Actually, if he was to except anything he would think that he would find some Watcher or something watching X from the distance. A bit far fetched, sure, but you have to be ready for everything.

But Wels wasn't ready for this. He'd never really been the comfort type of guard, he was more protect first comfort later type of lad.

He had never been drilled on what to do in the situation when it was obvious that the threat might actually not be a threat.

"Uh... Hello?"

The player just tried to be a bit quieter, but failed because he started gasping for air.

"Hey, can you come down here? I don't want to use force."

Surprisingly, the "threat" complied after clearing up his tears, athletically bounding his way down the support beam. The "threat" landed gingerly across from Wels. This gave him the chance to make a assessment of the player.

From what Wels could tell, the young man wasn't the strongest but heavily relied on his agility. His white hair stood out like a beacon, and scars clearly littered the little exposed skin on his shins, face, and wrists.

Oddly similar to Scar, actually. But avoiding that, the bandanna (from what Wels could guess) hid a mouth that had been badly mauled over time.

"...Can you tell me a important detail?"

A shrug.

'I'll assume that's a yes then...'

"Are you who you claim to be, and who are you?"

A soft laugh at the scrambling of his questioning, the player gently tugged at the bandanna. "I am who I claim to be. I am Ex, or Ethan."

Wels gave the man a slightly judgmental stare. "...Are you in allegiance with the recent hacking of the servers coding?"

"What hacking? And noPe."

This back and forth went for multiple minutes before Wels judged the stranger trustworthy. For the moment. "Just stay out of the way of the hermits. Most wont trust you, you realize that?"

"Duh." He scampered off without another word. Wels brushed it off and went straight back to X.

Who was asleep on the cold ground. After picking him up, Wels gently carried him to his bed/cot.

Setting him down, Wels looked at him for a long while before turning and leaving with a single phrase leaving his mouth. "Don't get killed you dunce."

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"I know. But I can try."

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"I'm immortal, what did you except?"

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"Good. Wouldn't want to disappoint you."

Alright, tell me what y'all honestly think+any pointers that you may have.

Sorry this took so long, I've felt a bit crowded when it comes to typing lately.

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