Word Count : 1450

Requested By : LeGaspLame

Warnings : Profanity and slight body horror

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I hope you enjoy this- I didn't exactly follow your request up to the last mark- but I hope you still enjoy it nevertheless

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The spores have corrupted many Hermits already, including Grian. Now Cub and Scar race against the clock to hand out the antidote to everyone before the spores completely break down their bodies. 
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Multiple hermits lay comatose in pod capsules. Vitals and heart monitors beeped, spiked and declined. Stress, Impulse, Ethos, Ren. Etc.

But GoodTimesWithScar in particular was hovering over one capsule pod in particular. Grian's. The man who started this whole thing.

Scar frowned at the ugly purple, red and grey mushrooms that were growing from Grian's body effectively infecting and killing him just like all the others that lay in pods.

Scar wanted to just shut his eyes then reopen them to this all being some sort of sick prank. But this wasn't a joke. Not even Grian would pull something that cruel off.

Scar took a deep breath before slowly willing himself to walk away from Grian's pod. He told himself that the shorter hermit would be alright until they found a cure. Besides, he had other Hermits to worry about.

There were still Hermits wandering the server who had become infected. Aka the entirety of his first starter base jungle where most likely, Iskall and Mumbo might both be. He'd have to send someone in there with the antidote that Cub, Doc and Biffa were both working on.

Stars, Scar had to save everyone didn't he? What happens if he were to fail?

The mayor held back a choke. No. He would not think about failure. Thinking that way would make it so. And he couldn't afford that.

He had a server to save for gods sake. He couldn't afford to fail.

Area 77 might have been originally forgotten about by some of the Hermits, but not by him or Doc.

Area 77 had been the perfect military style type base to house all the Hermits they managed to incapacitate and comatose them. The base was also effective at giving a safe locations from the spores.

Healthy hermits quickly buzzed about.

Xisuma and Keralis were both working on reinforcing the base walls with the help of Tango and Zedaph.

xB, iJevin and Hypno were all running back and forth between supply rooms and the Hermits who were asking for said items.

Cleo and False were both helping keep watch of pod vital signs with Joe and Wels.

Scar stood there for a moment, watching everyone. He took another deep breath then quickly started running down the halls to gather up Xisuma, Tango, Python, xB, TFC and Vintage.

Time Skip + Person Switch
Xisuma practically double and triple checked everything that he had on him. Mainly an enderchest and the gun that he would be using to shoot the antidote at other infected Hermits they hadn't saved yet.

Standing around him and near him were Tango, Python, xB, TFC, Vintage and Scar. All of them were either preparing their things or mentally preparing themselves for what they are all about to walk into.

After another couple of moments of preparation, Scar stepped up in front of them all and spoke up.

"Everyone listen up. You all are about to walk into hell itself. You all and everyone else on this server are at extreme risk. Even if there's only one infected hermit still lurking about. We fight till either we're all infected, or until we wipe the infected out."

Cheers went into the air. Fists got raised up.

Scar continued. "Aim for the infected ones' heads. The antidote will immediately attack the main spore links at their heads. Then the rest of the body should be able to fight the rest of the infection off. Now, let's to save our friends!"

Cheers went out again.

Time Skip + Person Switch
Scar's jungle home seemed more thicker than usual. But maybe that's because there were mushrooms literally everywhere.

To a point it saddened Scar, as he knew he and the others that reside here worked really hard to build up their bases, only for the Mycelium to come and break it all down.

Scar walked with a small squadron of Hermits behind him to back him up.

Their goal was to shoot the remaining infected Hermits with the antidote to try and kill the shrooms that had taken them over. But of course, they had to risk healthy Hermits to do this.

The jungle had seemingly become the central location of the Mycelium growth in a matter of months. It trapped a number of Hermits inside and prevented entrance to any healthy Hermits that tried to save them.

Jessassin, Mumbo, Iskall and iJevin were the only four left in here with them. That they knew of at least.

It felt like Scar and his squadron had been trekking for the majority of the day and no spore infected hermit had been encountered. As a matter of fact, they had been trekking for so long that they had reached Scar's fantasy land.

Python was the first to break the silence with a harsh whisper. "It smells horrible over here."

Vintage brought a hand up and plugged his nose with his index and thumb, audibly cringing at the stench. "Stars you're right. What died?"

Tango, Xisuma, xB and TFC all looked around; not providing a comment. All of them appeared on edge.

Scar took a deep breath, wincing as the air burned his lungs. He made no comment but he did turn to address the others with him. "Stay together. We may have an idea who may all be in here, but that's just a guesstimate."

xB slowly nodded his head. "Yeah, Rodger that boss."

"Tred lightly."

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Back at Area 77, Cub was checking over all the Hermits in capsules, making sure they were all accounted for on his clipboard.

Stress. Check. Ethos. Check. Impulse. Check. Ren. Check. Grian-

Cub immediately stopped dead in his spot. The clipboard fell from his hands.

Grian was gone.

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"Scar? Scar come in! Over!"

Scar about jumped out of his skin. The forest was silent until his comm had gone off.

It was Cub's voice.

Xisuma had apparently jumped at the noise as he had snapped towards the mayor.

Scar put a hand to his chest, then reached for his radio comm, putting it up to his mouth.

"Scar here. What do you need Cub? Over."

Cub's voice sounded shaky, but he audibly drew in a breath. "Scar. Grian is gone from his pod. I repeat. Grian is no longer in his capsule."

Scar and the Admin both looked at each other, their eyes meeting and visibly widening in horror.

Oh gods.

Scar pushed down on his comm; speaking back to Cub. "Is he still in Area 77?"

Some static came from the radio.

"Grian is-" Cub's voice got blurred out and covered up with static. "-I repeat- Grian's-"

More static.

Scar flinched as Xisuma stepped up to him. "Cub? Cub! You're breaking up! We didn't catch that! Hello?" Scar said into the comm.

Xisuma's eyes traveled up to the fungus infected trees as Scar continued to mess with his comm. Xisuma suddenly felt his heart rate spike and his hands tightened around his gun.

"Scar Get Down!"

With what felt like milliseconds, Scar found himself thrown to the ground by X and multiple screams went up into the dead quiet forest.

Letting out a strangled groan, Scar pushed himself back up; his comm was no longer in his hand.

Scar suddenly met two eery and disgusting looking eyes- along with the body of one of the Hermits they had been originally looking for.

iJevin, and right beside him was Iskall.

"Scar run!"

"What?!"

Before Scar knew it he was yanked to his feet by his arm. Then he was practically thrown away from Iskall and iJevin's bodies.

Stumbling only for a moment, Scar turned to come face to face with Xisuma.

Xisuma pointed the opposite way of him. "RUN SCAR!"

Scar felt himself flinch as Xisuma turned around and fired at the originally blue slime and the infected Swede with his gun.

Reluctantly, Scar did as Xisuma had demanded and ran.

More screams followed him as he got further and further away from the three.

Fin
Isifnwpgje- I hope I did ok. I know i didn't follow exactly what you asked but I hope I got your brains to think.

GriVex isn't really my thing, but I have nothing against it. But again- I'm sorry for not following your request exactly but I still hoped you liked it.