(Meanwhile, back on Hermitcraft...)

It was Cub's idea to become kings of Hermitcraft. With Ren and Martyn gone, and Bdubs incapable of leading, they decided they were next in line, and no one argued with them. Doc had isolated himself and the rest of his army. Gem and False were much fairer than Pearl had been. And, with Ren gone, all the power he had over the server was slowly weakening. Overall, it was better than it had been, but by no means good. 

Scar stared into the mirror at his reflection. He and Cub had taken residence in the Crastle; as kings they must live in a castle. But after no more than a couple days of overlooking their broken kingdom, it became a job of necessity, not want. Someone needed to stop Ren from taking control when he came back again, and controlling the server was the best way of placating the whispers of the High Evoker.

A movement outside. Cub. Scar turned, faking a smile as his friend entered. 

'Doc wants to speak to us.' He started. 'Should we trap and kill him now or later?' 

Scar didn't reply, trying to sense how genuine his friend's comment was... if it was even him and he wasn't being controlled by the vexes. 

'What does he want?' He replied instead.

'I don't know, man.' Scar turned away, seeing if he could spot anything out the window... there, Doc was waiting by the entrance, clearly annoyed. 

Hotguy him from here. It'll be funny

Cub stepped over, giving a small laugh as he looked down at Doc.

'Could you hotguy him from here?'

'I don't know... should I try?'

'Absolutely.' Grinning, Scar aimed for Doc, before shooting at him with a yell of 'HOTGUY!'. It hit. Doc looked up at them, and even from their position, the Convex could tell he was furious. A moment later a fireball hit the window. 

'It's just a prank, Doc!' Scar called. 

'Go back to the Perimeter!' Cub agreed. 'We don't want to talk to you!'

A muttered order. Beef and Jevin headed into the castle, as Doc started to float up towards the broken window, landing.

'I've had enough of you two.' He spat. Cub drew his own bow. Scar aimed to hotguy Doc again. 'Ren was a better king... I came here for a peace treaty, man.'

'We came here for chaos.' Cub shot back. 'Welcome to Vexcraft, Doc. If you don't like it, get back to the Perimeter.' 

'The greatest place in the universe for friends of its all-powerful rulers.' Scar agreed. Doc replied politely by shooting another fireball. The vex hit the ground. Cub shot a warning shot that hit through Doc's shoulder. Etho burst into the room, followed by Beef and Jevin.

'You're outnumbered.' Doc growled. 

'Not for long...' 

cubfan135: KNIGHTS OF THE SQUARE TABLE GATHER

GoodTimeWithScar: COME TO THE CRASTLE THERE IS A INVAGION

Beef yelped in pain as Joe bit him, the spider appearing creepily from the ceiling. Cleo wasn't far behind, shooting incessantly at Jevin. Iskall charged at Etho. Outside, there came a crash as xB was stung by Xisuma. 

Doc approached Scar, who had just recovered, right as Gem and False flew in through the window, dodging Cub's arrows as they pinned the second vex. Tango and Zedaph crashed in through the ceiling, followed by Bdubs. 

'We still outnumber you.' Whispered Scar with a grin. Doc shoved him against the wall.

'We're better than you.' 

Lost in all the noise, Bdubs looked around, blindly trying to figure out who to attack. Etho had killed Iskall, while xB and Xisuma had chased each other away from the fight, taking Cleo with them. Beef and Joe were fighting it out, the former poisoned and the other on the ceiling. It was stalemate, until Cub figured out the best way to cause chaos for everyone. 

TNT. 3-4 pieces were enough, placed and quickly lit. 

DocM77 blew up

GoodTimeWithScar blew up

cubfan135 blew up

Etho blew up

Vintagebeef blew up

Joehillssays blew up

(Not long later)

Impulse blinked as a child appeared in front of him.

It was small, struggling to their feet and looking up at him.

'Uhh... hello? Who are you?'

'Hermes.' The child replied. 'I... Uncle Grian said he might not come back... but... but that here was safe...'

'Ok... well... is he alright?'

Hermes didn't reply. Impulse bit his lip.

'They left the safe place and... they were looking for a helpful thing.'

'Are people there... mobs?'

With a little whimper, Hermes nods.

'They're got Daddy Sausage and Thunder Daddy Joel...'

'Well...' Impulse lifted up Hermes, who hugged close to him, and set off down into the secret base where the others were.

'Any news?' Wels was first to ask.

'Yes, in the form of a small child.'

'Oh hello luv... you're gorgeous, aren't you?' Stress came over, instantly in love with Hermes, who giggled back.

'What he have to say?'

A sigh. 'Grian's looking for a cure. The... problem... has spread to there as well. I don't know if they're going to make it.'

'Is he alone?'

Hermes shook his head.

'There's- there's... Uncle Pix... and Uncle Scott... and Uncle Oli...'

'Ok, that's better...'

Wels sighed.

'We need to go through and help them. Still.'

'We don't know where it leads, or what we do when we get there.' Hypno sighed. 'We can't leave Hermitcraft without seeming like we've given up on this world.'

'And now we've got a child to protect.' Stress added, now holding Hermes.

'Brian will be fine there and if not... it serves him right.' Keralis sighed. 'For trying to get you and Cub killed.'

'Grian... Grian really tried to do the right thing, ok?' Stress argued. 'It's not his fault there were no other options.'

'There had to be other options for him... I don't know why he'd do something like that...' Impulse sighed.

'Well, what are we going to do? Hide here?'

'It's the only thing we can do! I don't want to do it, but we have to.'

'I want to hide.' Hermes added. Stress hugged him even closer,

'I know you're scared, luv.'

'Fine. We just keep hiding here and doing nothing.' Wels sat down again, blinking back tears.

'Wels, there's no other options!'

'I'VE GIVEN ANOTHER OPTION!' Wels snapped, before calming down. 'I'm sorry. It's... I never expected something like this to happen.'

'None of us did...' Impulse thought for a second. 'I'm going to ask Grumbot.'

No one argued as he stood up, leaving.

The robot stood the same as normal as Impulse approached, asking.

What should we do?

A pause. Even the moustache wiggle didn't improve Impulse's mood, as an answer appeared.

Make Mumbo mayor

Mumbo isn't here, Grian isn't here, the server is in danger

There is no purpose to this world

'Great!' Impulse kicked the machine. 'So Grian's gone, everything's going wrong, and now you want to kill us!' Tears blurred his vision as he sat down, and cried. 

But he didn't have time to be upset for long, as someone else appeared through the rift.

Scott.

Carrying the unconscious body of Grian.

All he said were 2 words: 

'They're- they're coming.'