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Scar woke up, they were in a strange forest, or island as he observed his surroundings better. As he got up and rubbed his back he observed his surroundings. His cane was gone so that sucked, but he could walk perfectly fine which it would cause him to just limp.

“Hellooooo-?” Scar called out as he walked about the forest. Not getting a reply of some sort he looked and saw some hut. It looked abandoned so he did what any logical Scar would do, he went to the hut. He was genuinely curious on what he was going to witness.

Once Scar finally made to the hut, he’d open the rather bad door and looked about. There was a mooshroom and he decided to pet it, the cow mutant enjoyed it. Then he looked down to see a beaten, dishevel , and lanky teenager on the ground. They looked tired, Scar crouched down to there level.

“..Hey there..bud!..You don’t look so good.” Scar spoke as the child looked at him. “Who..are you..?” The blond says in a gritty voice as he turned his head to face Scar.

“Well, I’m Scar! You are?” Scar asked patiently. “Tommy..you need to run.”

Scar alarmed as they raised a brow. He stood up as he looked confused. Why run away? What is there to run away from? “Why do I need to ‘run away?’” Scar asked the child.

“Because he’ll..he..he will kill you.” Tommy says frightened. Scar felt uneasy once Tommy said that. He didn’t even have anything on him so this just made matters worse. Who would kill them, he could probably take them on. “Well..they won’t..I’ll make sure if that-“

Then Scar abruptly woke up.

Scar felt..annoyed and scared. Scar didn’t know why but, it just felt off putting y’know? The weird urge to just, become something you’re not? What. What could you describe that feeling, how could you even feel this feeling.

He felt fine but he just felt off. He was in his bed and the random thoughts just kept going and going. Scar eyes trailed off as he saw Jellie asleep on his side. He smiled but he needed to get some stuff done.

Scar finally decided to just get out of bed, to get his mind off the stuff. He rolled about in his wheelchair out to Scarland. He sighed.

“That dream..it’s just a dream..it’s just a dream! Maybe some mining with Grian will help..” He’d said out loud as he went into his little plane that Doc made for him. It was wheelchair compatible so he definitely used that to the best of his ability.

As Scar flew to his friends home he hums to himself as he spotted Grians cave. He lands there as he rolled into the Cave, hoping to see the rift closed. Maybe Grian was in the works of another ‘rebellion’ perhaps? To his surprise, this was not the case.

It was quiet, and rather a weird type of quiet. Turns out Grian was still asleep, but there was also something different. A weird nether portal, that was huge. Scar assumed it was the rift but, it’s wasn’t. It was just a neither portal.

“Strange..” Scar looked around, he saw that Grian was still asleep, occasionally rolling around in his sleep as his wings fluttered about. Scar turned his attention back to the portal.

“Grian wouldn’t mind me going in a portal…” Scar said out loud as he rolls into the portal. As he awaits for teleportation.

As Scar opened his eyes, he was on the ground. He got up as he felt groggy and tired. If felt like he got out of bed from a rough night. He looked around, it looked like he was in a island. Wait, this felt like his dream! What in the world!?

Scar instantly got up but stumbled a bit. He grumbled as his eyes looked tired. He rubbed his eyes as he looked at his familiar surroundings. Why did they look so much like his dream.

Scar thoughts were interrupted by so talking. Some aggressive talking.

Scar, being the somewhat curious idiot, decided to investigate. He never heard these voices before, was he even in Hermitcraft anymore? This didn’t sound like any of the hermits, the voices sounded rash and raspy. Scar almost flinched at the voices as they just sounded broken. Like a broken record of some sorts.

Scar the hides behind a tree as he saw two figures shouting at each other. One person with brown hair with a old ragged looking green hoodie. It looked like it had been through the trenches and back!

“Yikes..” Scar mumbled to himself. Scar noticed that the shouting stopped as Scar ears went down as he covered his mouth and his back was forced against the tree. His eyes shriveled up, widening at the slightest thought of fear. His heart was pumping from this. Scar also realized he didn’t even have any of his weapons on hi or armor. He was screwed.

“I can see you. I hear your fear.”

Scar stopped breathing for a bit. He felt like his heart skipped a beat or two. What the hell, ‘hear your fear’. He didn’t want to be scared but he had nothing on him! What was the poor cat-vex-elf hybrid going Or supposed to do in this situation!? RUN!?

But if it was run, run where?

Scar then felt something press against his neck. A hand firmly grabbed his neck. His let out a yelp of fear as he felt like the air just got knocked out of him. Scar couldn’t feel any air circulating throughout his body.

“What are you doing here and who are you.”

A voice demanded from Scar. How could Scar respond? He was being strangled. He couldn’t breath.

“Say something.” The voice demanded again, his hand still not leaving Scar’s neck. Scar couldn’t help but shot a nasty glare at the brunette’s face.

Scar eyes widened with actual fear before he knew who this actually was. It was the criminal with the smiley face.

Dream.

Dream would do anything for some type of control. Any type of power to control others. Scar knew what this person was capable. That’s why he tried his best to steer clear anything related to that mad man. He killed a child for crying out loud!

“…Get..Y-Your..hands off me…please…?” Scar shakily spewed out. His face looking pale as he spoke. Dream couldn’t help but let out a sneer from this. He let out a cold laugh. Dream finally realizes his grasp from Scars neck as Scar in gulfs a bunch of air.

“Oh! It’s one of the pathetic hermits Hm? Don’t you guys just build? Having the free will to respond whenever you want?” Dream responded with a grin. Scar just looked at Dream. His eyes filled with hatred. He wanted nothing to do with him. He was just trying to provoke him. It wasn’t going to happen.

“…They aren’t ‘pathetic’. I just want to go home.” Scar growled defensively as he looked Dream dead in his ragged mask. Dream let out a scoff.

“Oh please. You Hermitcraft members are some of the most softest players ever. All you focus on is those stupid redstone contraptions and what not. Sam is all into that stuff. It’s honestly annoying.” Dream snarky reply made Scar irritated.

“We are varied. Not all of us focus on redstone Green man.” Scar says as he crossed his arms. “I’m just trying to get on home. I don’t want to be here.”

“Oh? What’s the matter?” Dream took a step closer to Scar as Scar took a step back. “You don’t wanna experience our way of living?” Dream says in a cold tone that caused Scar to shake a bit.

“No, it’s because I don’t associate myself with a narcissist.” Scar says bluntly as Dream runs up abruptly and punched Scar hard. It opened up another wound on Scars face. Scar let’s out a little shrike as his eyes flooded with fear. He wasn’t afraid to speak his mind, Dream was a insane man. Everyone in this smp wasn’t right from his perspective.

“Shut up.” Dream growled. Loosing his cool. Scar stood up as he rubbed his face a bit.

“Why should I? You came for our necks first. Literally.” Scar snarled as he narrowed his eyes at Dream. Dream looked rather furious.

“Now listen. I just want to go home. I stumbled on here, dealing with you and this heck scape of an smp is something I don’t feel like being in.” Scar says. “So if you excuse me, I’m taking my leave.” Scar says as he begins to walk away from Dream.

Scar felt something on tug on his brown jacket. Scar looked back, Dream was grabbing his wrist, hard. He didn’t like that. Dream was a bit more taller than Scar but he could say he was a fast runner.

“Let go.” Scar asked in a polite tone.

“No. I don’t think I will.” Dream smiled underneath his mask. “I want to at least kill a pathetic hermit before they say goodbye-“

Scar leg raised as he kicked Dream right in the private area. Dream let out a screech of surprise as Scar made a run for it. Not today thank you very much!

Scar had never ran so fast in his entire life. He ran, he heard footsteps behind him. It must’ve been dream. Why was dream so obsessed with him and mainly the hermits in general!? What did he want!

Scar then fell over due to being exhausted. He felt someone looming over him. A familiar brunette. Dream. No, not like this..no..

“Awe. The little kitty can’t run anymore?” Dream puts his foot over on Scar stomach as he let out a gasp of panic. Hurling over as he clutched his stomach. “Heh, hermits. Can’t even seem to f-“

Suddenly Scar didn’t feel Dreams foot on his stomach anymore. Scar couldn’t move anymore, he was tired and he just couldn’t move. He was tired. Scar expected Dream to make another snarky remark but instead he didn’t.

“Leave him alone. Dream.”

“…Get your sword away from me-“

“What’s the matter? Afraid of a little sword against you neck?”

“No. I just want it away from my neck.”

“They do call me the Dreamslayer..but I don’t think I want to remove it. What if I just kill you?”

Dreams voice then changed into panic “Waitwaitwaitwait, don’t do that.”

Scar didn’t want to pay anymore attention to the conversation. He was tired, he scared, he was glad? To many emotions he was feeling. He just wanted this to end, why oh why did he have to go into that stupid portal!?

Hopefully this will all be over,

This will all be some dumb nightmare.

Hopefully it’s the only nightmare.

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A few hermits surrounded the portal. The few hermits consisted of Cub, Joe, Cleo, Jevin, Etho, Mumbo, Pearl, Impulse and Xisuma, The head admin of the server. Etho was trying his best to find out what Grian had actually create. The rest were worried.

Joe, Cleo and Jevin were having a conversation about the situation, there voices all sounding very tense. Cub, Mumbo, Pearl and Impulse were the same as well. Cub being extremely worried about Scar as Mumbo was for Grian.

“Listen X. I have no idea where that portal leads. But all I know is that it leads somewhere bad.” Etho admits as his hands did little gestures. Xisuma listened thoughtfully as he raised a brow underneath his digital green doom guy like his mask.

“So, you don’t know where this leads to?” Xisuma asked.

Etho paused. Trying to find the right answer, he already knew what lied behind the portal. “It should lead to the nether. But when I stepped in there it just made me pass out and I woke up somewhere.”

Xisuma looked at Etho. “But where?”

“Dream guy. Him, that guy.” Etho spat out. “That world. Where that psycho is.” Etho grudgingly said.

“Named his own server after himself..’Dream smp’?”

Xisuma took a moment to process what Etho said. Dream. He heard a lot about him when he traveled amongst hypixel to do various errands. He heard many, many things about Dream. Not good ones. Heck, Iskall even told him his experience on that server.

“Oh.” Xisuma said. “Surely, he didn’t do anything to Scar. At least, not injuring him..”

As soon as Xisuma said that, someone stepped out of the portal. Gaining everyones attention.

Grian emerged from the portal carrying Scar in bridal fashion while also supporting Scar's wheelchair with some of his watcher magic. All of the people in the room were in a state of shock, horror, and panic.

Scar face was bruised badly from falling down, his neck was red. Grian face didn’t look to good himself, his noise bleeding with a little bruises here and there. Nothing that bad.

“..Grian..” Xisuma managed to get out as the silence disappeared. Xisuma needs to know what happened.

“What happened.” Xisuma asked cautiously.

“Dream happened.” Grian stated.

The room fell into silence as everyone’s face was covered with fear or uneasiness. Or Etho’s face. Petrified.

“Dream…?” Etho tensed up. “Dream did this?” Etho asked once more. Grian let out a gritty sigh as Scar was being helped by the boatem, a silly thing they came up with one season 8, members plus Cub.

“Yes Etho. It was Dream.” Grian restated.

Etho pulled out his axe as he started to approach the portal. “Grian, could you move out of the way. I’d like a little chat with this “Dream” Guy-“

Etho was instantly pulled back by Joe to Etho dismay. “Etho.” Joe said with reassurance. “I know they hurted us. By hurting them wouldn’t make us any better.” Joe says.

“But..” Etho let out a sigh, the axe fading from his hand. “…Fine.” Etho said with a hint of disappointment.

Joe led Etho away from the portal as Xisuma went to approach Grian. Grian could tell that Xisuma, even though he was wearing a mask, was concerned.

“Why would Dream do this?” Xisuma asked Grian who then just shook his head and shrugged.

“I don’t know. Probably just very territorial. But other than that, why does it lead to there?” Grian asked the real question. Xisuma could only sigh.

“Maybe I should go reason with him.” Xisuma said. “I can deal with ignorance,” Xisuma glanced at Grian for a second then back at the portal. “This shouldn’t-“

“Absolutely not.” Cleo says as she approaches the conversation. “I’m not letting you go in there.” Cleo protested. “You know what Dream is capable of, you don’t even have your admin powers in that server. X, it’s too dangerous.” Cleo stated.

“Cleo, I’ll be fine. He won’t do anything that bad to me.” Xisuma says a bit cheerfully. “Reasoning with Dream seems easy enough.”

Cleo looked irritated by Xisuma positivity. Cleo could only sigh and smile nervously. “Alright, whatever you say X. Whatever you say…”

Xisuma smiled and then approached the portal, he then entered and disappeared.

“…He’s going to die-“ Jevin says as he watched it all, Cleo slapped him upside the head which was followed by Jevin letting out a little screech. “OW-“

As Xisuma stepped out of the portal, he looked around for any sign for Dream. Xisuma decided to scout the area. Trying to at least find someone. X kinda just wanted to get this done and over with, reason with this Dream guy, and get the hell out of here.

“Another one of you-? Hermits right?” Xisuma turned around to see Dream who had his arms crossed and wearing that dumb mask. Xisuma let out a sigh.

“Hello Dream. I would like to ask you a question.” Xisuma says formally. Dream lets out a scoff of mockery.

“PFT, yeah. The fact that one of your weird people came into MY world? Yeah. I’d like to talk about that too.” Dream says as he approaches Xisuma.

Xisuma wasn’t falling for Dream’s pathetic attempt to make his blood boil. No, he wasn’t going to feel into this bullshit that this green shit wanted to pull.

“Yes. They came into your world by accident. We didn’t know that the portal led to here-“ Xisuma was cut off by Dream interrupting him.

“Yeah right, you probably knew that it led here!” Dream mocked, “You have those stupid redstone es always trying to break the world or some shit! Keep your server under control m-“

“Let me finish.” Xisuma says with a hit of aggression that actually spooked Dream. Xisuma was being serious, he wasn’t here to play Dream game. He wanted an answer. Not some rant about how the hermits, his family, or what he considers a family.

“You, attacked one of my members. Is there a reason for it?” Xisuma finally asked his question. Dream scoffed.

“Because they came into my SMP and tried to take over! Talking all about how he wanted to take my server over!” Dream grins as Xisuma already knew what Dream wanted him to do. Dream wanted Xisuma to believe it, he wasn’t going to do that.

Besides, Scar did have convex, he was a major prankster. He knew Scar well and knows that Scar wouldn’t even consider to try and take over the server. Especially this server! It’s literally an anarchy server. Far from what Hermitcraft is for sure, we make mistakes and he knew that the hermits “sometimes” own up to it. Sure some were mischievous but taking over a server would never cross Scar’s mind.

“Listen. My friends would never venture out of our territory. My buddy Scar is what you would call a wild card. He wouldn’t want to take over your server-“ Xisuma tried to explain to Dream, Dream let out a large scoff.

“Oh? You don’t think my server is worth being taken over??” Dream says with a smirk.

“No.” Xisuma says bluntly.

Dream frowned as he looked a bit frustrated.

“Okay, what the hell are you here for then.” Dream grumbled.

“I wanted to make amends. We will take down our portal. We willingly ask you to do the same Dream.” Xisuma explained. “Can you follow that?”

Dream rolled his eyes. Dream felt like he was a child being explained something. Which Dream wasn’t really fond of.

“Fine. We will. Just keep your shitty members in YOUR server. Bitch.” Dream added on to his sentence as Xisuma sighed.

“Glad we could agree on this. Dream. I’ll be on my way, and we’ll take down the portal.” Xisuma ignored Dream cursing as he began to take his leave.

“..Idiot.”

Xisuma comes out of the portal to see some of his hermits looking about. He then hears a bit of commotion and some yelling which made him flinch a bit. He wanted to go check it out.

Ohh boy..

“You let Xisuma go in there!?” Bdubs hissed in a stern and serious tone as he yelled. Joe was trying his best to calm Doc down.

“Bubbles, he chose to go in there, he wanted to reason with Dream-“ Joe tried to reason with Bdubs.

“Do you not know what he’s capable of!? He might kill him! He might be tricking us and I DONT WANT HIM TO DIE!” Bdubs continued to shout.

“He’s not gonna die Bdubs-X far more powerful than Dream, it’s just a stupid guy who wears a smiley face for a mask!” Joe said with a raise in his voice.

“Yeah right! He KILLED a child! Hell-he fucking manipulated his own server! Oh and don’t even get me STARTED on how delusional some of the people are on that server, plus-He could die!” Bdubs panted.

“We can’t afford to lose Xisuma. Not to that madman’s hands.” Bdubs growled as Joe looked at Bdubs with an expression of guilt and a bit of understanding look.

“…If Xisuma dies, I take the blame for everything-“ Joe said who was then cut off by Cleo.

“Guys, he’s right there.” Cleo pointed to Xisuma who’s digital eyes blinked.

Bdubs instantly ran over to X and hugged him. Tightly, he didn’t let go for a while. Although he wasn’t that tall nor that short he was ecstatic to see that Xisuma was there and alive. Bdubs never had hugged anyone that tight before.

Then Bdubs let’s go.

“X! Never EVER do that again! I know we are stronger against some green dude in a hoodie but COME ON-DONT DO THAT-“

Bdubs continues to tell Xisuma off as X wanted to laugh as the others let out a sigh.

At least the tensions were low..for now at least.

Cub was in his base, he never really understood much of things about other servers. Most of his time was him working on his base, nothing more. Cub then flinched a little when he felt his communicator vibrating.

He’d looked outside of his window to see that it was late. Most of the hermits would be asleep, unlike him at least. Cub raised a brow as he looked at his communicator.

Dream joined the game.
Georgenotfound joined the game.
Sapnap joined the game.

Three new people joined the server, huh. Xisuma didn’t say anything about three people joining the game when there were in the server right now. He dm’s Xisuma and started typing away on his communicator.

Cubfan135: Hey X, three people just joined on the server, is this a surprise Or something?

Cub then waited a response which he instantly got.

Xisuma: what no. Who all just joined right now.

Cubfan135: Well if you were to look on your communicator right now at the previous messages, three peeps just joined.

Xisuma: I’m going to deal with them. I’ll update you on the situation. Thanks for being this to my attention Cuby.

Cub rolled his eyes light-heartedly at Xisuma little nickname X gave him. Such a silly nickname in Cubs opinion, although your just adding “y” at the end of something. It really doesn’t change much other than the pronunciation of it.

Three new people joined the server. What could that mean-

Suddenly he felt something pressed against his neck. A sword. His heart skipped a beat as he heard someone say something. These must be the new people that joined, play fighting is normal around here but this, this felt like a threat.

“Heh, knew you Hermitcrafters were easy to get.” Cub’s eyes glanced as he sees a black haired person with a white bandanna. Oh nah, he wasn’t having any of this bullshit.

“What do you want from me.” Cub said instantly. He wanted to comply with the attacker, hoping they didn’t do anything to him. Praying that Xisuma comes Or something.

“Oh, Dream wanted us to bring some of you weirdos to our smp. Surely you guys are gonna like it there.” The black haired man smirked as Cub pupils dilated a bit. What did he mean, bring some of us back to their smp.

“What “Smp” are you referring to?” Cub asked, strangely enough not panicked or anything.

“Like I’d tell you that. You need to be fearing for your fucking like right now-YOUR A HOSTAGE.” The man voice raised as Cub didn’t flinch. He almost wanted to laugh, but he only let out a silent chuckle.

“Oh please, like I give a damn about what you’ll do to me.” Cub snapped back as he sneered at the black haired man.

“I’ve been through more things than you could imagine. You holding a sword to my neck doesn’t concern me in the slightest buddy.” Cub said bluntly as he heard a low growl behind him. Cub could help but started to burst out laughing.

“Quit laughing..!” The blacked haired yelled as he grabs Cub’s hair which emerged a little yelp from Cub as his head collided with one of his tables he’d built.

Then it all went dark.

What happened..? Why did everything feel so..weird..

He was still in the server he just passed out. What the heck was happening, those people just waltzed in there server and decided to attack the hermits.

Cub couldn’t help but feel, well, guilty!

All he did was warn Xisuma and nobody else. Pathetic.

Pathetic..

“Pathetic..”

“Cub-?! Cub oh my god your awake!”

“..huh..?”

Cubs eyes decided to flutter open as everything felt so bright. He was in a bed of some sorts, well, it was someone else’s bed apparently. Cub squinted his eyes as he couldn’t even make up the figures that were in-front of him. Cub had so many questions yet everything felt to bright.

“Uhhh..” Cub groaned out. “My head…”

“Woah there buddy-! Maybe you should rest up some more..”

And with that Cub dozed off. Off to sleep. Off to no context. And no information about the attack.