Hermitcraft Oneshots and A.U's

RS - Scientist vs Redstoner

Word Count : 1251

Warning : Blood, an actual fight with weapons and threats.

Takes place in season 5

Mumbo swore he never felt so on edge before. He had his diamond gear on, except for the chest plate because of the elytra, all his tools and equipment were all tightly organized in his hot bar and inventory but still, he was risking his life on going back to his ocean base alone. But he needed more of his resources from here in order to help set up a Revolution base in the desert. "It'll be easy. Just a simple in and out." He told himself.

Exiting the Nether portal, he flew up with the rockets he had on him and flew down into the center of his base, already hearing the guardian shrieks from here.

Mumbo gave a good look around before making his way to the ladder that went down into his storage system. "Just grab what you need and leave, you spoon. Then you'll be out of immediate danger."

Reaching the bottom of his ladder, he stepped on the pressure plates he had installed and the iron door opened before him, allowing him to walk in. Mumbo quickly scanned the room before heading over to the left wall of chests in search for resources.

The guardian shrieks weren't making it easy for Mumbo to hear anything else.

"Grab what you need and leave." Mumbo repeated, grabbing things from each chest he opened before going over to the right wall full of chests to grab materials from there.

As soon as Mumbo shut the final chest, he turned and headed back to the exit. Descending up the ladder once again to make his get away.

Once on the surface, Mumbo took his rockets out again to fly up and away.

Mumbo jumped, but the rockets didn't shoot him off. A sharp pain spread through Mumbo's arm that had hold of the rockets.

Instantly dropping to the ground, the rockets left the Redstoners hand and slid away. The Redstoner yelped in pain as he looked to see what had hit his arm.

Practically through Mumbo's arm was a diamond sword. Hissing out, the young hermit sucked in a breath of air before yanking the sword out of his arm himself. He cried out, throwing the sword down and gripping onto his now wounded arm, tears already welling up in his eyes.

A laugh came up to the right of Mumbo, causing him to immediately snap his head up and look at the person behind the laugh.

Striding up and practically beaming was Docm77, an enchanted trident held loosely in his real hand. "Well, I was doubting that I'd get anyone here when I flew up. But I guess the saying, 'Ask and thou shall receive' remains true."

Mumbo hissed in pain as blood continued to ooze out of his arm. He slowly managed to rise back onto his feet, turning and facing the creeper hybrid. He said nothing as he reached for his own sword and pulled it out, getting ready to defend himself.

"Oh what a treat." Doc's flashed his sharp looking teeth, grinning from ear to ear before lunging at the Redstoner, swinging his trident down at him.

Mumbo jolted and just barely managed to lift his sword up to block in time. The two struggled against each other as the sky darkened around them and the waves started splashing down onto the platform Mumbo had.

The younger hermit winced at the pressure and spoke through clenched teeth. "Of course you of all Hermits would have channeling on that trident of yours."

Doc merely chuckled before giving Mumbo a harsh shove back and swinging again at him.

Mumbo yelped, feeling the trident cut along his chest.

Doc then pulled out another sword, his mechanical eye shining a crimson red.

Mumbo in return pulled out his pickaxe with his other hand, breathing heavily as the world begun to spin around him. "Damn blood loss. If this keeps up I'll just die from that alone!" Mumbo said mentally to himself. But he knew that Doc knew that too. Doc didn't have to strike him down, he just had to strike him enough times for blood loss to do its thing.

The scientist then charged at the younger Hermit, swinging up with his sword and spearing down with his trident.

Mumbo felt a massive wave of adrenaline wash over him. He lifted his sword up and blocked the trident between two of its forks and then he swung his pickaxe down at Doc's arm, impaling it into him.

Doc repulsed for a second, snarling strings of curses out in German. He pushed down against the slightly shorter Hermit. He was the tallest on the server, and that alone gave him a real edge. Though Mumbo wasn't far away from his height, being the second tallest on the server.

Mumbo winced at the pressure on his already wounded arm. He locked eyes with the creeper hybrid, not being able to help the nervous and tense expression.

Doc snarled at him. "Let go, Mumbo and this will be easier and faster on both of us!"

This time it was Mumbo's turn to shove Doc away. His pickaxe tore at Doc's impaled arm and released it in a painful looking way.

Doc dropped his sword, momentarily stunned.

Mumbo took the opportunity to make a run for his rockets that had slid away before hand. Doc gave chase to him.

Mumbo slid and reached the rockets, grabbing them with his good hand, holding his pickaxe in his wounded one. He put his sword away.

As soon as Mumbo had the rockets, Doc tackled him to the ground and the two tussled against each other. Doc still had his trident in his uninjured hand while Mumbo had his tool in his injured one.

Doc tried stabbing his trident down at the Redstoner's head, aiming to kill.

Mumbo screamed and jerked his head to the right while bringing his diamond pick across and striking Doc's trident with it.

The trident struck down just to the left of Mumbo's head, the pick clashing and scraping against it.

A second later and lightning struck down, electrocuting both Hermits.

Mumbo screamed out, feeling his health bar drop from the impact. Doc also cried out, getting struck by the same bolt of electricity.

With his health bar wavering, Mumbo used Doc's stunned hesitation to bring his legs up and kick the scientist off of him, giving him space once more.

Doc jolted and fell back, strangling a grunt.

Mumbo scrambled up while Doc was recovering and flew off, breathing heavily as he retreated to Viva La Revolution's base.

Doc sat back up slowly, getting to his knees and resting there for a moment. He pulled out a regeneration's potion from his inventory and popped the cork off before downing it.

The creeper hybrid watched Mumbo turn into a speck in the air, growling.

Docm77 : I'll get you Mumbo. Don't expect to get away next time.

Once Mumbo landed in the safety of Viva La Revolution's base, he shuttered at the threat before pulling up chat and replying back.

Mumbo Jumbo : Don't expect there to be a next time.

Mumbo put chat away just as Ren and Stress came up, panicked and worried expressions written on their faces. He allowed the two to pull him to a medical tent, but not before placing the items in chests that they needed to finish the base.