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In the last shades of Red

Basically its a WHAT IF? Last Life au

But What if Grian never got the extra life from Scar and died to Bdub’s boogie kill?

Well, the first red will be released.

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Grian groaned, his unsuccessful attempt to get an extra life from Scar stared at him with disappointment. Even after a couple hours later.

Hearing voices ahead, Grian ducked into the bushes, his eyes narrowing in suspicion. It took a moment before he heard the talk of Etho and Bdubs.

“Did we lose him?“ Bdubs voice asked as Grian stumbled behind slightly.

“No I’m here.” Groan said, emerging from the bush he was trapped in, his wings pinned to his back unable to fly. He gripped his diamond sword tightly. “I’m actually on my way to the enchanter if you want to join me.”

“Wait your enchantjng without-“ etho started, but was cut off by Bdubs as he took notice of Grian’s sword.

“But you said you didn’t get diamonds.” He pointed accusingly at Grians diamond sword. It shone like a gleaming diamond of blue in a darkened world. A drop of ocean so for inland.

Etho and Bdubs backed up, making eye contact with each other when Grian didn’t respond.

“We can’t trust this guy.” Etho stated.

“I don’t know about all this now.” Bdubs stated, crossing his arms defensively.

“I found it in a chest!” Grian exclaimed as Bdubs continued talking, holding his new diamond sword close. “Lets lets go be friends and go to the enchanter shall we?” Grian laughed nervously.

Bdubs and Etho glanced at each other, their doubts gleaming in their eyes.

Etho shrugged. “I actually welcome that idea because I have no idea where it is.” He said as he started to walk away.

“Me neither!” Grian smiled as he stumbled after Etho’s quick paces.

It left Bdubs blinking after them, an unusual glint shimmering in his eyes unnaturally.

Grian, Etho and Bdubs all sat around the enchanter, quietly enchanting their items.

“So we’re allowed one enchantment like level one.” Etho asked as he stared at the options.

“Yeah, level ones only.” Grian smiled slightly as he enchanted his sword.

“Level ones only. Okay” Bdubs echoed, fidgeting with his coat on, his eyes staring at the enchanter. Suddenly he glanced up and looked over at Etho.

“Oh Etho. You got that record?” Etho nodded.

“Oh yeah, yeah yeah.” Etho pulled out a disk with a yellow center.

“Oh yeah pop the record in.” Bdubs said as Etho put the record in a jukebox. It clicked as the disk went in.

Suddenly, ominous music started to play and Grian glanced at the two confusedly as disk eleven flowed through the air on invisible wings.

“Whats going on?!” Grian exclaimed, fear staring to leak into his voice. He felt his wings start to puff up on instinct, ready for him to flap them and fly away from his friends who were acting strange.

“When you hear this, someone is going to die.” Etho said, his expression dark and blank of emotion. His mask moved with his mouth.

“No way! Please tell me your the boggie man so you can make this happen!” Grian put his hands on the enchanter and laughed at the possibility if one of them was.

(But wait, if Grian died, wouldn’t he be red? Well lets just say that Grian’s mind wasn’t in the right place as a yellow already..)

Scrapping was heard and Grian and Etho turned to look at Bdubs as he scrapped his sword on the floor. He was staring at Grian, his eyes gleaming with an unatural purple.

(Grian shivered instinctively, reminded of those long, dark, cold hallways of obsidian and an expanse of nothingness of the end. Those eyes always watching everything.)

Bdubs pulled his sword slowly. Etho stared at Bdubs nerviously.

“Oh. Yes.” He simply said, and swung his sword at Grian.

“You’re correct!” Grian yelped, dodging the swing barely.

“Aha!” Bdubs cried as Grian started to sprint off and Bdubs gave chase.

Etho walked around the enchanter, watching the battle but doing nothing to stop it.

“I am the boggie!” He cried, swinging his sword again. Grian wasn’t so lucky this time and it went straight into his chest. The tip protruding from the front. Grian made a small noise of pain before vanishing in a cloud of dust. His items spilling all over the land as he blood dripped from Bdubs sword.

Their cominucators buzzed with a message and Bdubs and Etho stared at it.

Grian was killed by Bdubs

Grian’s name was yellow.

Bdubs just killed a yellow. Which would mean he’s now a red.

A red now probably out for revenge.

Hidden underground, a fallen watcher growled.

His eyes glowed a blood red and an itch for blood that could never be satisfied.

Grian growled as he put on iron armor, unenchanted iron armor.

I’m going to kill Bdubs and Etho. He vowed. He smiled as he imagined the death. His sanity slipping through his fingers like sand.

On a mountain top, a scarred man stared at the message on his communicator. He frowned sadly. Remembering just seeing the newly red asking for a life.

If only I had given you a life..

In the south, those towers were never built. No leader, no team, no ‘aha’ jokes were shared.

Instead a mustached man lived with the scarred one on the mountain. Instead a redstoner with an i on this chest lived with the lone canary. Instead the past is repeated and once a king and once a knight, now equal, live together once more.

Instead of a leader in the south, now a lone red sits below the surface. Sharpening his sword and ready for blood. He was ready for the world to turn red.

he would’ve been such a mama’s boy..