Word Count : 2018

Warning : actual killing, but like with Minecraft respawning and such, not too graphic and in detail but still. Also Manipulation and attempt at kidnapping.

Plot Question : What if Mumbo actually did meet with the nHo during season 5?

This would be going off my spin of season 5's Civil War. So they would actually be going into combat with each other and stuff. But theres no combat in this one, just attempt at kidnapping, mild graphic deaths and such.

Mumbo Jumbo : Hey Cub, may I have a bit of your time?

Cubfan135 : Of course, what do you need?

Mumbo Jumbo : Please meet me in the Nether. I'll explain on the way back to my base.

Cub took a deep breath. This was it, convince Mumbo to meet with Doc, Bdubs, Vintage and Ethos. He knew of the fours prank on Mumbo's base, he had even witnessed Mumbo confront Iskall over it. To say the least, the guy wasn't all too happy.

Putting the chat menu away, Cub made sure he appeared his best before taking to the Nether to meet the young spoon of the server.

Time Skip
Bdouble0100 waited anxiously for Cub. He had seen the chat yesterday, he knew the other members of the nHo had seen it too. It had been up to Cub to give the final tug to get Mumbo to come to them.

Bdubs felt himself tense even more when Cub walked into view. He rose from where he was seated and when Cub came into ear shot, he asked the burning question. "Well? Did you make it happen?"

Cub had a neutral facial expression coming up. But as soon as Bdubs asked his question, his expression turned into a cocky grin. "Yeah, I got him. Mumbo wants to meet at his base tomorrow afternoon."

Bdubs felt as if a huge weight lifted off his chest. He felt light as a feather. He grinned, going up to Cub and planting both hands on the man's shoulders. "Cubfan you've earned your keep!" Bdubs pulled away from him, running a hand through his hair and smiling. "The boys back at nHo headquarters are going to love this!"

Time Skip and Person Switch
Mumbo was simply killing guardians from his guardian farm to gain experience and to repair his elytra. He had added a proper entrance and had fixed up his base after the damage had been done.

Once his elytra was fully repaired, Mumbo turned, immediately coming face to face with Doc. The youngest hermit screamed from the sudden appearance, backing up against the enchanting table.

Doc had also jumped, backing up. "Sorry sorry!" Doc then glared back at Vintage. "Told you we should've knocked." He hissed.

"You're the one who stood so close behind him!" Vintage snapped back.

Mumbo had placed a hand over his heart, he chuckled slightly. "Its ok, really. I guess that's kind of on me when I didn't build a doorbell. I didn't even hear the trap doors open because of all the guardians. Anyways, thanks for meeting me today."

Doc smiled a toothy grin. "Please, Mr. Jumbo, the pleasure is all ours."

Mumbo stood straight up again, placing his elytra back in his inventory. "Anyways, Cub said that, you would provide protection from La Revolution. Is that correct?" He asked, going straight to the topic.

Bdubs cut in this time, offering a bright and innocent smile. "Yep! That's correct! The nHo will provide protection for all its members and their stuff!"

"For a small trade off, of course." Vintage said, also speaking up. "Please don't think much about it, it's like helping a brother out, ya know?"

Mumbo looked at Vintage. "A trade off?"

Bdubs snapped his fingers. "Etho, will you explain what our trade off system is?"

This time it was the quieter Hermits turn to have Mumbo's attention. "Well, you see, the trade off basically is the occurring effect for, 'We give you something, and you'll give us something in return'. Ethos explained.

Mumbo looked down at Ethos, his head cocking to the side. "What could I possibly offer you in return?"

Doc then came up beside him and wrapped an arm around the second tallest hermit, causing him to mildly tense up. "You're pretty handy with Redstone aren't you?"

"And that iron farm of yours is pretty efficient." Bdubs added.

"What-what are you implying?" Mumbo questioned.

Doc merely chuckled, poking the side of the Redstoners cheek with his robotic finger. "An efficient iron supply would insure enough proper blocks to make Beacon towers when we kill withers."

"And the nHo needs some assistance in the redstone department." Vintage added on.

The fast pace that this meet was taking made Mumbo feel slightly uneasy. He went and removed Doc's arm from his shoulders and walked away from the four ever so slightly to regain his own space. "That sounds like things I could give, but how would that trade off assure protection to your said members?"

Bdubs grinned, crossing his arms as his other teammates stood behind him. "With your help, Mumbo, we can end this... Revolution. We could do without your help, but the Revolutionist's are tricky to pin down and out match. False is still indecisive, Tango's hands are practically tied behind his back and Viva La Revolution has the Admin backing them up."

"With your help, along with your skills, resources and domain, this War will be won by us far sooner." Ethos said, continuing off of Bdubs.

"No more threat, that means everyone would be safe." Vintage continued.

"All of our loyal clients, that is." Doc added.

Bdubs' grin grew slightly larger. "What do you say, Mr. Jumbo? Want to join the nHo?"

Mumbo hesitated, looking down at his feet, trying to find words to form a proper sentence. "I... don't... I don't think I do." The youngest hermit looked up, seeing all but Doc's facial expression falter. "Reason being is that, even without me, you've got Tango who can fight and do Redstone. Even he's got an iron farm. And False-"

"I'm going to stop you right there." Doc said, interrupting the black haired hermit. "I'm going to stop you and make sure you know exactly what you're saying." Doc smiled, staring Mumbo down as Ethos, Vintage and Bdubs all moved out of Mumbo's cone of vision.

Mumbo felt himself flinch. He wanted to shrink away from Doc's creepy stare. "I-I... I don't think I want-want to join the nHo."

Doc's expression went unwavering. "Oh Mumbo." He walked up and stood right in front of the younger Hermit, bringing his hand up to run his fingers through the other's hair and brush it out of his face. "I don't think you understand what you just said."

Mumbo felt himself freeze on the spot, looking up at Doc to meet his eyes. Then he tore his eyes away to look behind himself. Vintage was blocking the only way out with his body while Bdubs and Ethos standing closer up with rope with their hands. Mumbo did his best to swallow the lump that was seemingly in the back of his throat.

Mumbo's attention immediately turned back to the hermit who was in front of him when he grabbed one of Mumbo's forearms in an iron tight grip. The youngest turned his head back once more to Doc, looking down at where Doc had seized him. "Hey, what are you doing? Please let go that hurts!" Mumbo said, trying to pull his arm away from the cyborg creeper human.

Doc's grip did not waver. Instead he seemingly gripped onto the black haired hermit's forearm tighter as Bdubs and Etho both came up and grabbed Mumbo's other arm and pulled it behind his back.

The youngest hermit struggled in vain as the nHo members succeeded in tying both hands behind his back with the ropes they had.

"Gag him, that should keep him quiet." Bdubs ordered.

Before he knew it, Mumbo was now outside of his guardian farm with the nHo members pretty much kidnapping him. He struggled uselessly against Doc, who's grip was crushing and blood stopping. The gag put in his mouth prevented him from crying out for help and for a moment, Mumbo thought that they had gotten him.

The firework rocket sounds debunked that as XisumaVoid, the Admin himself, landed in front of the four and their prisoner. Pulling out his Diamond sword. "Going somewhere, gentlemen?" He asked in typical British politeness. ZombieCleo landed beside him a second later.

The four nHo members tried to back up, only to be stopped by Welsknight. "Nope. You guys ain't goin' nowhere." Wels threatened, holding his diamond sword out and pointing it at Vintage's back.

Stress suddenly landed on Xisuma's other, her elytra wings folding shut as she too drew her own weapon out. Followed by Iskall, who landed between Xisuma and Cleo. "Release Mumbo, now." Iskall demanded, pointing his sword Doc who still had a crushing grip on either of Mumbo's upperarms.

Bdubs let out a chuckle. "Or what? You'll kill us?" Bdubs then pulled out his own sword and held it up to Mumbo's neck. He then looked back the Revolutionists. "If you try, we'll drag your little buddy down too. How's that sound?" Bdubs asked, sounding off hinged.

Mumbo couldn't help but to whimper, trying to move his head away from the sharp end of the sword to no avail. Doc was just too strong for him.

Then in the blink of an eye, Bdouble0100 was struck by a sword. The blade cutting directly through his chest, impaling him.

[Bdouble0100 was slain by Ren The Dog using Rendog's Sword]

Wels then went and impaled Vintage with his own sword.

[VintageBeef was slain by Welsknight using Long Live The Revolution]

And before Ethos could even react, Stress went and shot an ice shard at him and Cleo threw her sword at him. Impaling him like the other two before him.

[Ethoslab was slain by StressMonster101 and ZombieCleo using Glass and ZombieCleo's sword]

Doc was now the only nHo member standing. And he was holding Mumbo.

Rendog then came up on the other side of Stress, staring Doc down. "Now whatcha gonna do?"

Scoffing, Doc pulled out his sword, letting go of one of Mumbo's arms then immediately placed the sword against the younger Hermits neck. "Don't even try it. Or I'll take Mumbo through respawn with me." He hissed.

Mumbo did his best to try and tilt his head away from the sword at his neck. He trembled where he stood as Viva La Revolution circled around the creeper hybrid and himself.

Suddenly Iskall spoke up, catching Mumbo's eyes. "Stäng ögonen, Mumbo." (Close your eyes, Mumbo.)

With tears threatening to spill, Mumbo gave one last hopeful look at Iskall before shutting his eyes tightly.

A strong gust of air blew strongly past Mumbo's face.

[Docm77 was slain by XisumaVoid using XisumaVoid's Sword]

Doc collapsed behind Mumbo and onto his back.

Mumbo jolted, reopening his eyes, falling forwards.

The leader of La Revolution sprinted up and caught the much taller hermit before he hit the ground. Iskall immediately went and took the gag off from Mumbo's mouth. "Mumbo, you alright?" He asked, sounding panicked.

The youngest hermit gasped for air as if he had been suffocating as Iskall reached behind him and undid the rope that was binding his hands behind his back. Tears started to fall down Mumbo's face as he just wrapped his arms around Iskall's neck, sobbing openly. "I'm sorry Iskall, I'm sorry!" He cried out.

Iskall returned their friends hug, holding onto him tightly. "Hey, hey it's ok buddy. We've got you now." They confirmed, looking up at the other Revolutionists. "We've got you. You're safe. I promise."

Wels, Cleo, Stress, Ren and Xisuma all watched, giving nods as Mumbo continued to sob out apology after apology.

Iskall simply held onto their friend, letting out a sigh of relief. They repeated the mental words they had been screaming for nearly a week and spoke aloud. "Mumbo's a Revolutionist. He's with us."