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 Seven
Phil stretches, rubbing an eye in the process. With a yawn, he slouches into a nearby chair. The creaking sound it makes echoes loudly in the room, a harsh sound against the wind. He winces, shaking his head to ease the ringing sound and pang of loneliness. It doesn't even put a dent in the pain that he feels.
Leaning forward, Phil scratches the back of his neck, a few thoughts on when this bounty hunter would show up. He pushes the thought aside, along with the urge to bring his wings onto the physical pain. It's best to leave them be, and let them heal out of harm's way.
Yawning, he tenses when he hears a tapping sound. It comes from outside, coming in groups of five. There's no rhythm to the taps, light and quick or slow and loud, switching between them with no sense.
Stepping quickly, Phil makes his way to a window. He sees nothing among the snow, only pale slopes and dark shadows. Even the trees barely move in the night, leaves shaking in the wind.
With nothing to see, he breathes a sigh of relief. As he turns away from the window, everything darkens around him. Only narrow red eyes can be seen, glowing brightly in the dim light that surrounds them. The eyes blink slowly at him, moving closer to the window.
When they make their way through the pane of glass, Phil pulls his sword out of his inventory. The dull glow from its enchantments doesn't even put a dent in the brightness the eyes give off. He aims his sword at the being that forms, his entire body tense as the being moves closer.
"Pleasure to make your acquaintance, Döden utvalda." Their voice echoes around the room, amusement clear in their tone. "There's no need for that. Put it away."
•~=~•
Techno freezes when he spots the being, a bit surprised at seeing another player. Anger at the sudden appearance then fills him, soon followed by a protective worry for Tubbo. If the being's as dangerous as his scent says he is, then the teen wouldn't stand much of a stand. At least, if they ever cross paths.
Marching forward, the humanoid being wilted and backs up into the wall. A few voices snicker and scream for blood at the sight of fear, calling for an ax to the neck. He ignores them, towering over the being as he snarls.
"Who are you? Why are you here?"
The being shudders, flames flickering in his eyes. Those flames are eerily like the ones he saw last night and Techno tenses at the sight. His slight fear increases, along with the call for blood.
"Umm… welcome to the server?"
Fear is obvious in the being's voice, each word shaking with it. His entire body is shaking despite the flames that Techno can almost feel, and he's practically folded himself into a corner.
