Notes & Disclaimers:
1) I don't own Minecraft, or the people these characters are based off of.
2) This is a Hermitcraft/DreamSMP crossover.
3) This is Hermit Tubbo & Techno AU.
Description
There are two newcomers on the server, and no one knows how they got there. The trauma that they have, especially the child, concerns the many members of Hermitcraft and their chats to no end, wondering just how that had happened.
Or…
Techno regrets shooting those rockets at Tubbo. As the piglin hybrid tightly hugs the bleeding teen to his chest, a flash of white engulfs the two and they disappear. The fading white reveals a world neither recognizes.
Chapter Three
The night was a long one, and Techno sighs in relief when he sees the sun rising. The villager had grown sometime during the night, and the annoyed noises it kept making had echoed around the small room. Partnered with the flames he kept seeing, it felt like he was going insane, even with the voices saying something was out there.
Tubbo had stirred a few times, but he hadn't woken. He had waited with baited breath to see if the teen would wake every time it happened, but it hadn't. Even with the sun up, Techno doubts that he'll wake any time soon.
Shaking his head, Techno sets the villager free. It gives him a hrmm in thanks before bolting out the door and into the snow storm, heading off to who knows where. He soon follows it out after placing a log on the campfire; thankful that he was able to craft it the day before. Humans are so fragile when one thinks about it.
The eyes of a few villagers follow him as the hybrid heads deeper into the forest, one attempting to follow despite the snow storm. It's soon stopped by the golem, making an annoyed sound. Techno silently thanks the being, grinning. Even then, it feels like there are eyes on him.
•~=~•
Bdubs shivers, wrapping the leather tighter around him. It doesn't do him much good, still the cold seeps through. With a sigh, he heads farther and farther. With each step, the many footprints that the man left behind filled in with snow.
He had woken from another nightmare, the feeling it left behind fading quickly. Even with the fear coursing through his veins, he knew instantly that he wasn't in his bed. The cold had seeped into his bones, clothes soaked through by the snow that his body heat melted. Leading up to where he had lay was a thin layer of ice, slowly but surely being covered by the snow.
Soon after waking, he had found out that his communicator was broken, a few things melted through. It'll be easy to fix, one not needing to be a tech wiz like Doc. All he needs is a few things to do so.
Despite the cold, Bdubs keeps moving forward, thinking about what made this nightmare different. Was it the change to the Nether? Is the countless deaths by Grian for his face finally getting to him? Or was it that new person he saw in his dream. He shakes his head, trudging forward.
Finally, for what feels like hours, he comes across a break in the trees. There's a village building within it, and he can see some more through the trees. The building looks like it belongs to a blacksmith, and Bdubs quickly runs to it. Even if he can't fix his communicator, it'll be nice to get out of the cold.
The splash of pink he sees through the trees definitely isn't something he expected. He'll check it out as soon as he warms up. Or maybe not, whoever it is is heading deeper into the forest. Bdubs convinces a few villagers to hand over their spare clothes, and rushes after the pink form.