Sundown AU
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Throughout his life, Joe Hills had always been ‘other.’ When the Hermits summarised their rag-tag group, they mentioned their hybrids first, then the humans, the eternals — many of whom could be more accurately catagorised as gods — and then, tacked onto the end, Joe Hills. He had, or rather, as the Hermits tended to put it, was his own category. It was… an interesting position to be in. To hear the Hermits ask: “Where did he come from,” “How could he do all the supposedly impossible things that made up his average Tuesday?,” “What was he, really?” Questions he had no answer for. He tried not to let it bother him. Tried to let the questions roll off him like raindrops down a mountain. Except — here was the thing: Raindrops hitting a mountain weren’t exactly inconsequential. Over decades or centuries, they made their impact. Carved their lines into the cliff faces, collecting into raging rivers at the mountain's base. Slowly chipped away at the peaks until eventually there was nothing left. Of course, this wasn’t happening to Joe! No, not at all! He was just being dramatic — breaking into prose at random was just a consequence of being a poet, as Cleo liked to say.
Or: The Hermits get into trouble. Joe has to fix it.
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- Part 11 of M's Season 10 Hermitcraft Fics
- Part 1 of Sundown AU
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Earth was a terrible place. It was full of broken pieces of unrecognisable wreckage, and big, crumbling structures that might be safe, or might collapse on top of you with no warning. Rot permeated the air, sickening and creeping in through the small flaws in Exan’s air filter. He hated it. Hated Earth. Their father said it had once been a beautiful place, full of life and laughter. Now it was full of echoes of the past. Well — that, and demons. Dad said there were people here too, scattered around in reinforced areas, hiding and banking on the slim chance of rescue. Ex had never seen a survivor before, and he doubted they ever would. Any time there were reportedly survivors stuck somewhere, they were gone before the ship arrived. Humanity would be wiped out soon, and there was no stopping it. They really didn’t know why they tried. It would be easier to abandon this place, and jump over to another world that was… less apocalyptic, but their father forbade it. And for now, there was no reason to fight against that. For now it was easier to do as they were told. Well — for the most part. With a little luck, it’d be better to follow instructions today.
Part of a series - Can be read solo.
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- Part 2 of Sundown AU
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Then, he noticed clunky pixels overtaking some of Joe’s body. He startled, going into the code to see what was happening, and he looked back just in time to see the pixels glitch and distort, covering chunks of Joe’s body. The Hermit vanished. Ex cursed, scrolling through Joe’s code and seeing it begin to distort. After a long moment it settled, now in slightly worse shape than before. Glancing back at where Joe had been he tried to query him, and got back completely unintelligible information. Staring at the empty spot on the ground did nothing for them, but they couldn’t stop. They didn’t know what else to do. He continued his watch, turning back to the code for a moment too long and not realising it as the gathered Hermits awoke. He turned as Xisuma stumbled towards him, one hand outstretched.
“Issy.” Ex whispered on impulse, and X’s eyes hardened.
“You.” In one swift motion he pulled a sword from his inventory, and raised it to Ex’s throat. They froze, blocked in by a wall and the terminal. “I should’ve known it was you! Wh — Where’s Joe? What did you do to him?”
AKA: What happened after Joe disappeared in "Rouge Element".
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- Part 3 of Sundown AU