Author's Note:

Okay, another story! This one's called... oh wait... you already read the title? Meh, I'll just skip to... the summary!... read that too? *sigh*

Anyways, just know that chapter one takes place at the slimeball booth, y'know, where Lukas was playing with that slimeball after Ivor scammed Petra? Yeah, that one. Also, you should probably know that this has nothing to do with my other fanfiction.

Hit it, Crisper!

The Endercon building-competition had went very well for Lukas and the Ocelots. They had won for another year in a row and to say that they were proud would've been a sure understatement.

The four Ocelots proudly loitered around the marketplace at Endercon, or at least three of them did while Lukas preferred to stay out of the spotlight with them. Meeting Gabriel was... interesting. Maya couldn't stop fangirling if she was going to get paid a million dollars to do it. Aiden's bragging was enough to drive anyone else mad, but luckily Gabriel managed to keep his cool about his fan's... big mouth, if you will. Gill was relatively cool, meaning that he didn't brag or fanboy at all. In fact, the whole meeting Gabriel shabang was boring to him! Why? Because he was too busy thinking about how much fun it would be to brag about his encounter to the so-called Order of the Losers, Jesse and his friends. Of course Lukas didn't have anything to say about this.

As he staying behind at one of the booths, he was glad when his other three friends made their ways off. Maybe then he wouldn't have to put up with their petty wars.

"Well, we did it again." Aiden gloated for about the twentieth time.

"We showed those losers who's boss, huh?" Maya asked Gill, nudging him in the shoulder.

"We sure did!" He agreed smugly, actually not caring that the Order of the Losers were nowhere in sight. "Anyone know what's up with Lukas lately?" He asked as they strutted through Endercon.

"I dunno. When we were teasing the Order of the Losers about their build, you know, before Petra showed up," Aiden stopped a bit, the event playing back in his head, "The way he and Jesse were talking to each other... it sounded like they were trying to be... nice." Maya was quick to make loud gagging noises, and the other two boys snickered. "Doesn't he understand that those guys are competition? I mean, you can't befriend competition; it's... off."

"Yeah, and if he wants to get all softy-gushy, soon everyone will see us as whimps. We'll be toast!" Gill added seriously. "We can't afford anything like that to- oof!" Gill hit the ground as a horrified attendee rushed passed him, arms flailing and screaming. "Watch it, punk!" Gill shouted before another person ran him over. "I said 'watch it- ooof!" He hit the ground again as yet another person knocked him to the ground. Aiden snickered a bit as Gill rolled up his shoulders, ready to send the next offender flying into space. After the loud screams reached their climax, the smile on Aiden's face faded into a curiously nervous frown.

"What's going on?" Aiden asked as he, Maya and eventually Gill noticed that many people were running in one general direction, screaming hysterically. A loud crash was heard before Aiden felt his jacket lifting up a bit. His shocked eyes, bathed in purple light, darted back and forth as he felt himself getting lifted off the ground. "AAAAAHHHH! SOMEONE! HELP!" He screamed as he floated into the air to Maya and Gill's horror.

Every bone in Gill's body was screaming at him to move and grab Aiden, but how could've he? His entire body felt numb, and his head started spinning.

'No, don't pass out now!' He thought to himself as he stared back at Aiden with wide eyes. Finally, he managed to shake the stars from his head and grab Aiden's foot, only to feel himself hovering in midair. "MAYA! HELP!" He screamed to his horrified and confused friend. She grabbed his foot, smartly staying away from the purple beam that she suspected to be the cause of the floating-friends, and then wrapped her fingers as tightly as she could around the edge of a nearby booth. She screamed in both fear and pain as the beam pulled even harder; she was surprised that the strength hadn't pulled her arms off yet. As if giving up, the beam moved from them and the three fell to the ground. Maya landed in a standing position, while Gill fell over Aiden. Gill sat up quickly and bounced to his feet.

"Get up! We need to leave, now!" Gill shouted, pulling a trembling Aiden to his feet. The three turned to begin running when there was another loud crack. They stared in trepidation as a large chunk of the convention building was torn off and sucked into a large, deep purple monster: the Witherstorm.

Aiden wanted to scream, but it felt like his throat was shut as his eyes were glued to the horror-movie in front of him. Maya shrieked in terror, and Aiden could hear Gill hyperventilating directly behind him.

"RUUUUUUUN!" Gill finally managed to cry out, and the three took off running as fast as their wobbling legs would take them. They stuck close to the crowd like a herd of sheep. Very much like a herd of scared sheep, as nobody knew where they were going. They were just going. They rushed past fiery trees, seeing blocks and people ripped from the ground and eaten by the beast which followed them with a monstrous hunger. Aiden, Gill and Maya were at the back of the crowd, tiring quickly.

To their luck, the beast, seeing the larger section of people, passed them over as if they were nothing.

Just as false form of relief was starting to set in, it hit Gill. Hard.

"WHERE'S LUKAS?!" He screamed before hearing a splintering crack.

CRASH!

Author's Note:

Okay! A few things you should know:

This fanfiction's concept began when I finished reading Springmango101's "Lukas's Path". After reading the fanfiction, I started having Ocelot related ideas, headcanons, and here you are!

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