A/N: Okay so this is a new thing I started :D I also have an AO3 account now and the first 4 chapters of this are already uploaded. I'll quickly do this one and then just update both at the same time.

Anyways, this one is an AU combining both Mother 3/Earthbound characters into one story and giving them nonsensical relations. Hope you guys like! I can't promise I'll keep updated, but I at LEAST have this one planned out, I just need to stop being lazy and actually write the darn thing.

Enemies Beyond Repair

Chapter 1

So Young

"Lucas."

…

A small, sharp breath was released from his lips.

...

"Lucas!"

His bloodshot eyes ripped open at the light before him. He looked around. His breathing was off.

He was in his room. Everything was perfectly normal. This confused the boy. For a moment, he thought he was being chased from a strange light. But everything was okay, now. Everything was okay.

Recently, he's been having weird dreams. The same voice just came calling to him randomly, whether or not he was having a dream. It'd drive him crazy; he never knew where it came from, there was never a face he could turn to in order to see where that voice originated from. He just felt lost whenever he began hearing it, so lost it became an ongoing case of nightmares. It all started and began for a year so far, cases getting more severe by the month.

The blond's eyes reddened up, displaying a show of his fear. The tears built, but never poured. He shook as he wrapped himself tighter with the blanket that already covered him. Carefully, he pulled his arm from out of the warmth and reached for the house phone on his dresser.

The call never worked, and he knew. The times he needed them most were when they were completely gone.

The phone's dial tone went off, and Lucas listened to the ringing, hoping that either one of them would pick up so that he could talk to them. His lower lip trembled as he tried to hold back his tears. Not tears from the fear, but now from the fact that every single time, the phone call really did never work, and that his hopes are meaningless.

After a minute or so of the internal ring, the call finally brought the blond to the voice box that said its generic opening, which was then followed by the beep, which was when Lucas decided to begin talking.

"Mom, I'm s-scared again, I-I keep getting the same nightmares."

Pause. He forcefully took in a soft breath.

"The doctor isn't really helping, and I can't—"

Lucas started to choke up on his own air as his body turned cold. He couldn't stop shaking, now, and it was as if his muscles wouldn't stop contracting and relaxing. The tears that he tried so hard to hold back now poured out in a clean, painful trail. When he recovered his normal breathing and stopped his coughing fit, his fingers had enough coordination to press the 'end' button on the phone. If anything, he knew his parents at least checked their voicemails. Never answered, but at least checked. It was like yelling into a dark cave without an echo.

Afterwards, he clumsily placed the phone back into the charger holder and sat up completely on his bed. He scooted to the far right of it and opened up the topmost compartment of his drawer, and pulled out a bottle of pills. Pills that his doctor usually referred to as 'happy pills that will calm you down.' Lucas agreed on the 'calm down' part, but not so much on the 'happy.'

Without hesitation, the boy yanked off the top shakily and poured out more than 5 pills, but took two out of the bunch as he replaced the overflow back into the bottle and closed the lid. From there, he reached for his bottle of water right next to it, and chugged down the pills with the drink.

After a few minutes, already, the pills started to do its work and calm the shakiness from Lucas' body. A side effect that came with it was, luckily for Lucas, also drowsiness. Being waken up by a voice in his dream in the middle of the night was scary for the boy, but with these pills, he would happily fall asleep once again, and without worry.

The next morning.

The blond boy woke up easily and without much pain. The pills drew him into a deep slumber, and quite frankly, would give him the best sleeps he ever felt. He got off the bed with leisure with his hair a mess and wrinkled pajamas on, and groggily stepped out into the hallway where he made his way to the kitchen. Not a single sound was in the house other than the steps upon the wooden flooring. Along the way to the kitchen, Lucas always checked his parents' room, which again, would always be empty. The whole house was empty and it was always like this. Lucas never looked forward to much things happening.

His morning homeschool classes would soon be starting, and Lucas figured he'd make a sandwich and eat it before his usual teacher would be coming. He opened the fridge lazily, took out the ingredients, and simply settled the ham and cheese onto the bread after he applied his desired mayo. Afterwards, he brought his sandwich to the table and sat on one of the chairs. The table fit 4 people, but there'd usually only be one sitting at it. He began to munch hungrily at the sandwich, not all that into it since it was something he made for himself everyday.

Although it may seem lonely for Lucas, he was more than used to it. He used to feel lonely when he was little, but now since he's of age 15, he was able to understand that everyone was just busy. Too busy that he just didn't bother anymore. It was much better when his dog Boney was here, but unfortunately, the dog encountered a bad accident in the forest, and never came back. Lucas found his dog's body near a river surrounded by trees; he didn't understand what killed him, but he knew that day when his dog died, something inside him died as well.

Rumble rumble…

Taking the last bite of his sandwich came with a rumble right beneath his feet. It was very minor, but Lucas panicked and thought it was some sort of earthquake. The house was shaking a little, and he took the safety precaution of ducking and covering right beneath his table. Small whimpers escaped the boy's mouth as he waited out the prolonged rumble. It seemed to stop only after about half a minute. He was unsure if it was safe to get out from under the table, but he did, and everything seemed just fine. No damage of the sort was done.

Lucas scratched his head, confused. Just a moment ago he was scared to death, but now he's wondering why there would ever be an earthquake in Tazmily, considering it never had one before.

Hhhhhhh…

An evil ghostly moan was heard right behind the boy. Lucas whipped his head around at the sound, only to find his teddy bear afloat in the air. All it did was levitate in that same place, eyes glowing red. Lucas froze in place as his heart raced at the speed of light. He was scared to death and it was as if his body didn't even know how to run.

Hhhhhh…

It made the noise again, making the boy shake and nearly drive him to tears. When suddenly, the bear started to emit a blue flash of light from its body. It didn't look safe to Lucas. Before he knew it, the bear shot out a laser from its eyes at the blond's arm. Lucas couldn't dodge, and received the hit straight on.

"AAGH!" Lucas screamed at the pain as he put an arm around his hurt spot. The laser burned a large circle onto his forearm. At this point, he unfroze himself and broke out into a run to get away from the bear. There was no question now that the bear wanted to kill the boy.

However, the teddy bear blocked the exit, only leaving Lucas to run back up the stairs and into his bedroom. He slammed the door in the thing's face and locked it, putting his back up against it to forbid any other way for it to get in. The bear was silent for awhile, until the house started to rumble again. Lucas held his hands to his ears, trying to calm down. Everything scared him right now and he didn't know what to do; his bed toy was attacking him and there's nowhere else to run. Tears streamed down from his reddened eyes as he hoped for something good to happen, and that the bear would be unable to get inside the room.

"...Lucas!" a male voice was heard in the distance. Lucas could barely hear it, that with the earthquake and moans of the ghostly bear.

"Where are you, sweetie?!" now a woman's voice came it. Immediately, Lucas knew it was his parents.

"Mom! MOM!" Lucas yelled from the other side of his bedroom door. "HELP!" he cried aloud with undying hope.

"Look out!" his father warned his mother. When again, another laser beam was heard.

"Gyah-ha!" his mom yelled out of pain, a loud thump occurring right after.

"MOM!" Worried, the boy bounded right out of his room to see what has occurred behind the closed door. Right now, his mother was on the floor from being shot in the leg, while his father held up a futuristic gun. Lucas could tell it didn't shoot bullets, but something of another form. The answer came to him once his father shot the gun, letting out a yellow ray of electricity erupt from its barrel. It hit the bear only once, and already the toy came falling down from the air.

Altogether, the rumbling and moans stopped, bringing peace around once again. His father didn't even take another glance at the soulless bear, for he was more worried about his wife. Lucas came running to her side, as well.

"Hinawa, are you okay!?" the father asked. Currently, the parents were in their work clothes right now; lab coats. They were lead scientists that constantly worked at the TRC, the Tazmily Research Center. It was a big company and his parents always rolled in dough, when in actuality they never even had time to spend it.

"It hurts so much…!" She whimpered slightly. The laser burned harshly through her pants and into her right thigh, and only seemed to be spreading by the second. Even though she was in a constant burning pain, her caring eyes went to Lucas first. "L-LUKE!" she wailed, grabbing his arm. "He's been shot, too!"

His dad, Flint, seemed to panic even more than he was right now. He picked up his phone and called his company. He yelled into the phone, demanding people at the house, now.

"S-Sweetie, does it hurt?" his mother asked him, holding him in her arms. She held a constant grimace as she tried, herself, to deal with the pain.

"N-No?" Lucas looked at his arm where the circular burn laid. He hovered a hand over it, but he felt no pain at all. He took a moment to compare his wound to his mother's. The burn was eating into his mother's thigh while Lucas' burn only looked to be getting better. His mom looked relieved by that, but she was very confused.

"They'll be here soon." His father shut the phone off and came to the both of them and held them in his arms. "We'll get those burns fixed."

Hinawa smiled, and Lucas did, too. It was a surprise to see them here at this time, and Lucas wanted to treasure every moment of it before he had to go back to the usual.

People in different suits seemed to arrive at the place as if some sort of murder was committed. There were cops, detectives, doctors, and even yellow tape was beginning to be put down. Lucas thought it was a bit much, but a teddy bear did happen to float in front of his eyes and shoot a deadly laser at his mother.

The EMTs lead both him and Hinawa into an ambulance. Hinawa was limping, which made the EMT workers put her into a gurney carefully. She was wheeled over to one ambulance with Lucas walking right next to it. Meanwhile, his father stayed back and seemed to be talking to other fellow co-workers. It already looked to Lucas that he wasn't going to be coming with them.

One ambulance swallowed the two up and the trunk closed behind them. The sirens flickered on noisily, and just like that, the ambulance began moving. Lucas held onto his mom's hand, not wanting to let go. It suddenly went from a normal day with a sandwich to a ghost bear with flesh burning lasers. In a way, it was all so scary, and Lucas didn't want it to happen again. He found internal rescue with his mom's presence, and his hands in hers. Hinawa was still awake to be there for her son, and she only tightened the grip from there.

They made it to, not a hospital, but the Tazmily Research Center, which surprised Lucas. The trunk opened up once again and more EMTs came to their need. They were both led into the large, tall building fast and without a single work. However, once inside, Hinawa was rolled one way, while Lucas was escorted in the other.

"M-Mom!" Lucas called over to Hinawa, but was dragged around a corner. He didn't know where they were taking her, but he hoped it was a room where her burn would be taken care of. Meanwhile, a man in professional looking scrubs held Lucas' wrist gently but firmly.

"Where are we g-going?" Lucas asked timidly. The man looked down at him with sincere eyes, but then looked straight forward without a reply. The blond boy gulped, only expecting the worst. He has never been to his parents' workplace, and already it seemed intense and basked in seriousness. The building was cold, and the tile of the floor was spotless, along with all the doors and windows he has passed. Next thing he knew, he was put into an empty room with only a hospital bed within it. 2 other medical workers stood inside, waiting. They were clothed in suits that seemed to block any and all germs they would get in contact with.

"Please do as told," was all the man said, before closing the door behind Lucas. Lucas was scared, no doubt.

"Lay down here, please," the man on the right asked nicely, patting the bed. Lucas held his arm for comfort and nodded shakily. He hesitantly approached the bed, having a little bit a trust in the men before him. Once on the bed and laid back, the men strapped Lucas down, surprising him.

"H-Hey!" Lucas shook, but didn't fight back. "Wh-What…"

They didn't reply and just kept doing what they were doing.

Why are they doing this?! Lucas felt like they were treating him a bit too harshly for this kind of situation. All he had was a burn on his arm… a burn…

Lucas looked over at his arm, only to find that it was completely gone.

W-What? Lucas was in shock as his cerulean eyes expanded.

"Hold still." One man took out a thin syringe, and held Lucas' right arm down. The strap already held Lucas down altogether, so it wasn't so hard to give him the shot regardless. The blond kicked a little in defense, and let out cowardly whimpers. He wanted to make them stop, it was as if they treated him like a quarantined monster.

"Sto- …" Before the boy could say his last fighting words, his eyes rolled back within his head, completely blacking out the world around him.

"Lucas… wake up…"

There it is… again… please stop.

"I can't, I need you."

What…

Lucas' eyes slowly fluttered open. His whole body felt numb, and the only change since the last time he had been awake was the fact that his shoes were removed. He was still strapped onto the bed, instead he was alone, now. Though, he did see people in front of him, but in a separate room watching over him through a window. It was from this that Lucas really did feel quarantined. By the looks of it, it seemed that those men were trying their best to have the least contact with the boy as possible, not even wanting to breathe the same air as him. Along with those guys, he also saw his mother, who looked angry as she spoke to one of the men. Her wound was treated, which relieved Lucas, and she was using crutches.

"What the hell are you guys doing?!" she yelled strictly at the man. The voice seemed to resonate relaxingly in his ears, for he was still more than half-asleep. Lucas could barely keep his eyes opened, but managed to spectate the matter right in front of him.

"It's best if he stays here," the man concluded, keeping his voice calm in comparison to Hinawa's, "he could possibly be infected."

"Infected, my fucking ass," Hinawa cursed, "so what? His burn healed on its own- he's anything but infected."

"Please calm down, professor,"

"I will not fucking calm down knowing you'll be having my son constantly strapped to a chair like some creature, taking blood samples every 3 hours to see if anything changed." Hinawa clenched her teeth angrily as her eyes narrowed at the man.

The man looked troubled and guilty. "We could free him, but there's no possible way he could leave this facility."

"Why?" Hinawa asked selfishly.

"Your house was the first area that received the overflow of power; your son cannot go home. Where will he go other than here?"

Hinawa looked as if the man's words canceled out her argument. "..."

"We must keep him here."

Hinawa lowered her eyes as she let her bangs flow over her face. Through Lucas' view, she looked defeated and out of things to say.

"I don't… get to see him that often…" Hinawa sounded completely upset and saddened.

"...Yes, I understand that," the man sympathized, "but you have been busy."

"This project has gotten out of hand…" she muttered, "I wish we never started this…"

…? Lucas didn't quite follow through the whole conversation. He was waking up little by little, but already he could tell that these men already began their heavy blood sampling on him.

"You and professor Flint are the leads in this project, stopping now would be a complete waste of a new discovery."

"But it doesn't feel right," Hinawa replied.

"Ma'am," a man on the far side called over to Hinawa. "Your son is awake."

From that, she sparked up and neared the window to see him. Lucas' eyes were open completely now, but his body laid effortlessly on the bed. He was still strapped, but gave his mother a small smile. Hinawa smiled back half-heartedly, a bit broken that Lucas was involved in this at all. Somberly, she turned back to the man she was formerly talking to.

"...If anything…" she asked him in a low voice. "Could we please move him to a smaller department… far away from this one?" She bit her lip painfully, getting sadder by the second. She looked near tears.

"We can do that." The man nodded, "Do you plan to visit him?"

"...Not in a while." She frowned.

Lucas didn't get to hear the things she whispered, but he could tell that the look on her face meant bad news. He didn't quite like the situation he was in right now; he couldn't tell what those men were going to do with him any further. The man and his mother appeared to be talking, still, and in a moment's notice, they opened the door to Lucas' portion of the entire room and Hinawa walked in. She closed the door behind her, then limped over to Lucas' side.

"Mom!" Lucas smiled widely at her presence, his body rebuilding back its former energy. "What's going on?!" was the first thing he asked.

"That's…" Hinawa clicked her tongue at herself. "That's not important right now." She began to take off the strap that held him down. Lucas felt relieved at the pressure and restriction going away, then when she was finally done, he instinctively hugged her. The mother took a seat on the bed as to put less stress on her leg, and returned the hug back as well. "Lucas," she spoke as she embraced him, "these men are going to be taking you somewhere else."

"Can w-we go home?" asked Lucas hopefully. Hinawa shook her head painfully.

"N-No. The area around the house is unsafe." Somehow, it was hard for her to tell her son this. The feeling of intentionally sending her son further away from her just hurt. "They'll be taking you to another department; it will be safer than here. They still need to keep you facilitated just in case anything happens."

"You mean 'kept as a test subject'?" Lucas was dense at some points, but he wasn't stupid. "...I-I don't want to be strapped down all the time. Can you and dad just rent an apartment?"

"We can't, just-" Hinawa frustrated, "you're a big boy now, and I'm sure you're aware that when something can't happen, it just won't."

Lucas embraced his mom tighter. "Will you come and visit me, then? I haven't seen you or dad in two months."

Now, Hinawa couldn't help but lie, "We'll try, okay sweetie?" She combed her fingers through his hair. "Now, they're going to take you over to the other place. They'll keep you safe, I love you."

Lucas seemed a little upset by the result of the conversation. None of his questions managed to get answered, and he felt like a burden. "...I love you, too."

Then slowly Hinawa broke from the embrace she didn't want to end, then signalled for the men to come inside the room. They nodded, and the two usual men came in as she slipped right between them and left first. Lucas felt hopeful that he'd be able to see her more often, now, that even though he'd move to another department only to be tied down again, it would be worth it to see her rather than his homeschool teacher who taught him his whole life, but never connected with him. He felt slightly happier as the two men, still in their full body cover suits, escorted him out of the room, and out of the hospital.

An ambulance awaited Lucas' arrival at the front of the huge company building, where the men sat Lucas down in the back and had the people in the car take him from there. It was a long, lonely ride, but now that Lucas thought about it, his whole life pretty much rolled that way. All he could do was internally shrug it off and wait to arrive at the doors of another company building to take him. All because of a floating teddy bear. Lucas wished he had never bought it, but alas, it's too late for that now.

Like the routine, the people in the ambulance opened the trunk for Lucas to get out. From there, he was taken by the wrist of two other new men inside the building. This time, the building was significantly smaller than the TRC building, but it still held its professional and clean air around him.

As if repeating the same thing over again from earlier that day, he was led to another testing room and back into a hospital bed where he was strapped down, but less tightly than the usual. He found the straps unnecessary; it's not like he would turn into a monster and attack them. But then again, if a teddy bear can float, anything could happen, now. He effortlessly let them situate him and do what they wanted, letting them stab him with yet another syringe. The second one today.

This is going to suck, he thought, slipping into another slumber.