Right so this is the first part, if this gets alot of love ill post the next part. I also have this story on tumblr. :)

It's All Pointless

"There, just about...complete!" Lewis pushed the final block into place and gazed up marveling at his mechanical masterpiece. Sweat dripped off his nose, as he wiped his forehead he had a massive grin spread from ear to ear. His arms were almost pulsating with how much blood was being pumped through his muscles, and his shoulders ached wildly. Still he was brimming with pride, and beaming into the sky.

His creation soared far into the clouds, dwarfing everything around it. The shiny metal plates reflecting the heat and light from the sun making it glint, and steam made the top of it hazy appearing even taller. This particular piece of handiwork had taken him months to complete, and that didn't take into account the monotonous hours spent toiling away in the dirt trying to figure out the blueprints of the damned thing. Lewis was not a builder, not like Duncan was, he was better than Simon but, that wasn't saying much as Simon was pretty shit at building in the first place. Still as he stood looking at what he had managed to create with his own two hands, the time was well worth it.

"Oh, it's beautiful!" Duncan mused admiring the beautiful shiny plates and the straight rock solid lines that ran down the sides. He came around behind Lewis and set his hand upon his shoulder squeezing it in excitement. "It looks very nice Lewis, I like it a lot." He squinted as he stared up at it, fighting the glare from the sun.

Lewis didn't take his eyes off of the creation but replied back happily, if not a bit winded "thanks man, I'm pretty proud of it actually."

Simon the plump little dwarf hobbled along toward the two other men and looked up where they were both gazing. His eyes grew wide and he whistled in amazement. "Good lord, it's massive! Is it finally completed Lewis? It's gorgeous."

Lewis smiled down at his two friends. Duncan the scientist with his raggedy lab coat, Simon the squat dwarf with the long, fiery, red beard, that had begun to slightly curl over his lips, and himself the "spaceman". Sure they were an odd trio but, they were his best friends. Often times Lewis would silently try to recall the first time he had met the raggedy mad scientist, and the jolly dirt covered dwarf, try to recall how they would become to be called his friends but everytime it would come back a fuzzy dream. Either that or, one of them would be making an absolute mess of everything and would snap him into reality to try and fix whatever ridiculous problem they had managed to create.

"That's right, it's finally done." Lewis replied happily. When he was finally satisfied and the aching in his muscles started to become too much he decided it was time to return back home, he was about to turn to Duncan when something inexplicable caught his attention in the air. He looked up and saw straight above him the figure of a man standing directly in the sun. To any other person the figure would not have even been seen, but Lewis was not a regular man and he could perceive far better than the average human. He recognized the black figure that stood looming in front of the sun, and he frowned as the man looked back at him with cold bright eyes, and a crooked gleaming smile.

That smile, the first time he met that man, first time he saw that glistening white smile it was in the breaking light of dawn, and through dark red specks of gore. And it dazzled him, and left him quivering.

Lewis was suddenly a couple years younger, The first time he had decided to go traveling with Simon. Simon had been showing him around the world and he had been fascinated by the strange land he had been dropped into, the sprawling green hills, and the tiny flowers that spotted the ground. However he quickly realized how little he knew of the land, and when night fell the nocturnal monsters began to creep toward them.

He was terrified, they had no weapons, no food, not even a shelter, quickly Simon ordered him to start grabbing dirt, and Lewis flustered and confused followed his directions and together they began slapping the dirt into muddy little cracked walls, building a tiny hovel as their only safe haven against the creatures that roamed freely over the territory.

Back then they didn't even have any torches, it was pitch black inside their muddy shelter, Simon complained of the darkness, and he was so petrified he didn't dare open his eyes. Lewis however could see perfectly fine, his senses far more acute than Simon's, and he saw through the cracked walls into the outside. And that's when he saw Ridge.

Ridge had protected them, He had come out from the black sky out of nowhere, and he floated an inch off the ground. Gracefully he conjured up a beautiful, glimmering blue sword, that easily cleft the demons in two. He went around their shelter swiftly cutting down anything that had threatened them. Lewis watched him in quiet wonderment, marveling at his power. At last the creatures were vanquished, writhing on the ground, blood splattering the earth. Ridge stood among their lifeless mangled bodies, his foot upon a skeletons chest, and his arms out, the sword glinting viciously catching the moonlight, his face splattered with gore, yet his eyes wide and unblinking, and a grin spread ear to ear.

Lewis shivered, feeling the slight hint of his power. Then as the morning began to show through the trees, he vanished again, and with him the blood and the bodies disintegrated into the earth, feeding nature and spreading vegetation in their wake. Simon regaining his courage, unblocked the walls and they stepped out unharmed into the world again.

Simon had always thought it a massive bit of luck they had survived, and Lewis never told him the truth.