Notes & Disclaimers:
1) I don't own Minecraft, or the people these characters are based on.
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 Six
Xisuma scrolls through the tab list with a frown, the number of players within the world off. The extra names are glitched out, and Echo's unable to help him unravel the mess. With a hiss, he zaps the panels back into their regular dimension and pulls his helmet off.
He ignores the concerned remarks from the handful of Hermits behind him, breathing deeply as he drops his head into his hands. His instincts demand him to go find the two newcomers and permanently deal with them for trespassing. A small number of the voices agree with his instincts, calling for some blood.
"Everything good?" A Hermit asks next to him, causing him to jump in surprise.
Joe had made his way to the other's side, his soft footsteps drowned out by the voices. His voice is a whisper, the man's concern clear as day. It's also obvious that the cryptic Hermit doesn't recall the conversation they had earlier that day, his gift affecting his memory as usual.
"Something weird is going on." He tells the other, sighing as he runs a hand down his face.
Xisuma frowns when he brushes past a few hard bumps, the barely noticeable feeling meaning that others won't see them. His instincts are getting the best of him if the points of his horns are starting to make an appearance.
"Is it code stuff?"
"Sort of? The code always gives me a warning when your powers are stronger than usual, but it was worse this time. We have… guests."
"Guests?" His confusion is clear as day, and Xisuma nods in agreement. "How many? Who?"
"Two, though we can't read their names. They're glitched out, and we can't unravel the mess."
The voices whispering turns into a roar of sound, and he winces. A few bloodthirsty ones are louder than the rest, calling for a hunt. Xisuma hisses, barely making them quiet down. This is going to take a while.
•~=~•
Techno practically wilts in relief when the only occupant inside is Tubbo, glad that there's no threat to the teen. His worry, though, increases when he takes note of the mess inside. The voices echo his concern, a few calling out to get some extra help.
The crafting table next to the bed is now void of materials, the strips of wool and empty potion bottles littering the floor. A few filled potion bottles are now empty, their contents making their way down the wall. Pillows and blankets are bundled up at the top of the bed, bunched together, and torn in several places.
Underneath the bed is Tubbo, who had somehow managed to squeeze himself into the small space. His eyes are wide, a hand pulling at the bandages around his throat as he gasps for air in panic. The panicked breathing worsens when the teen spots Techno for the first time, pressing himself farther into space.
With a wince, Techno carefully steps towards the bed. The small whine of fear that follows has the voices screaming to him to help the teen, and he hisses at the group to keep quiet or shut up. The little wheat that he has is quickly turned into bread, and he drops the bread next to the bed.
He scowls when a voice says to do better and heads to the door. There's no need to rush the poor human when he's scared out of his mind. Turning before he leaves the house, Techno smiles when he sees a hand reach out and grab the bread.
•~=~•
Bdubs is thankful that the piglin hybrid had finally gone back to the village. While it was a surprise to see a hybrid of the species, let alone one that looks like one of the brutes, it's even more of a surprise for the being to be on their server.
When they had the meeting last week between the entire server, Xisuma hadn't mentioned the possibility of adding another member even once. Or at the ones before that, if he's remembering right. He knows that it would've been brought up, let it be at a meeting or in chat, as it's a rarity for a new member to join without a majority vote in agreement. Grian was a rare occurrence where he was there when the group showed up and had nowhere else to go.
Frowning, Bdubs watches the being rush into a house. He quickly heads to the blacksmith he spotted on the way in, searching for anything the hybrid might've missed. Seeing the few iron bars, he sighs in relief and grabs them. The fix to his com. is quick and easy, eyes on the screen as he waits for it to boot up.
He jumps when the door bangs open, and turns to look at the newcomer. There stands the piglin hybrid, eyes filled with anger and something else. Bdubs gulps, hands curling tightly around his com., as the being steps towards him.
