"Cause every night I just lay awake in my dream, of an absolution! Cause every night I will make it right! And ever-" Oh, heh-heh, sorry, was I just writing that? Please excuse me, but I was just listening to a TOTALLY AWSOME SONIC SONG REMIX (titled 'Dreams of an Absolution' if anyone's interested)! Anyways…

Muwahahahaha! Methinks that the ending of the last chapter got some people confused. Don't get annoyed, because that's the purpose! It's there to do just what it did. Confuse you. Once again, I will state that it's my job to confuse. But not always. Just keep that entire part in your mind, and it will eventually make sense.

To God Be the Glory.

Onettsons

Chapter 4: …Alone?

Invigorating? Thrilling? Awesome? He supposed. But he couldn't really enjoy these aspects of falling, because his mind was racing around another subject. He tried to come up with some way to stop the force (more widely known as gravity) that was hurling him toward his doom, so that maybe he could survive to figure out just what was going on.

He got an idea just then, a real lifesaver, and quickly began measuring distance, time, and all the other factors of his descent. The brown land rushing to meet him, Ness put his plan into action. Franticly swaying his arms, the now un-capped boy turned and rotated in the air until his body was falling in an angle that was somewhat suitable to his purpose. Now only a few hundred meters from his oncoming death, Ness started to switch his legs violently.

At first, his decent began to slow, and kept doing so until one who didn't know any better would say he was using an invisible parachute. Yet all of a sudden, Ness's body went limp, and fell like a rag doll to the ground. Luckily, he was only a few feet above it when that happened, so the impact hardly caused any damage at all.

He slowly raised his head, blinking. Putting his hand on his head, he realized his prized hat was not on its usual seat of honor. Immediately, he came to his feet. He scanned the surrounding area for the red cap, and let out a cry of jubilance when he at last sighted it. After sprinting over, he set it on his black hair, carefully turning it so that the brim stretched out from his left side.

Just then, his ears caught the familiar sound of an unearthly hum. "Oh, right," he thought, "There's a giant killer helicopter trying to abduct me." With these thoughts, he took a quick glance behind his shoulder to check just to make sure the machine was fallowing him, and it was. Now reassured, Ness dashed off in the opposite direction that his foe was approaching from.

Now, as we watch (or read) this story unfold, it is hard to determine whether or not Ness was ecstatic by what happened next, or whether he was simply scared, given his nature. So, let's just say he got excited when he felt the force of small explosions following his feet. His lips first let a gasp pass through them, but they soon turned into a shaky grin as he called on the power manifested in him and sped forward at speeds that would give any jogger fits of jealousy. He was satisfied when he felt the chain of explosions fall a bit behind, but he didn't have much time to maintain his satisfaction any longer.

Now it was time to plan what he would do next. After all, he could not keep running forever. And besides, the shots from his opposition would eventually catch up to him. These were all very crucial questions, and Ness had a very simple answer. He had no idea what to do. The best he could do right now was to swerve one way and the other as he raced away from the death threats he heard coming from behind him.

Then an answer to his silent prayers came in the form of many small plateau-like hills. He ran straight up the first one, and then across to the other side. Fortunately, this maneuver made the shots farther behind then before. Encouraged, Ness promptly preformed it on a few other hills, and then he started to change his routine. Sometimes he would run up the side of one, and then back down it again. Or other times he would fake running toward one then turn the other direction.

He had been keeping this up for a while now, and his forehead was currently holding a 'sweat convention'. But Ness's determination and fear of getting blasted gave him the strength to run longer, farther, and harder. And, unfortunately, it was now that he recalled the problem that comes with multiple enemies: they can surround you. And that was exactly what the abominations were doing now.

One of the black machines was coming straight toward him, a stream of explosions already emanating from two pairs of cannons on its side. This being bad enough, he looked over his left shoulder to behold another one curving toward him, and another heading off into the distance.

Normally he would wonder about one of his foes leaving, but of course, his present situation was not 'normal'. After all, since when was a boy running at scientifically impossible speeds being pursued by UFOs considered normal?

Well, this was it. It was here that it would end. But, of course, that only meant one thing to Ness: now was officially Go-Time. However, whatever exactly 'Go-Time' meant, he wasn't quite certain. So, Ness quickly concluded that he should do what first came to his mind. And that was to swerve to the left and very narrowly dodge the fire coming from the helicopter attacking him from exactly where his planed course was supposed to take him.

Ness somehow had the courage to come so close with, well, death he supposed it was. Now turning to the left, he barreled straight towards the opposition that he would soon attempt to pass. The moment came, and he turned over and slid, scraping past the fiery bolts. Then, his eye caught a mound a few meters away, and redirected his course once again.

Wonders of wonders, there was a highly convenient crevice in it, which he quickly dove into. Yet, the cost of doing that while running at a good 20 mph was a hard collision with an even harder stone wall.

Ness slowly pried himself off of the rock and immediately felt blood flow down his face. He wiped his face off at an equally slow pace. Then the welcome sound of confusion among the abominations as they frantically tried to avoid a fateful crash. Relieved, the capped boy gratefully greeted the drone of the helicopters moving around in more confusion, telling him that they were looking for him, which told him that he was safe from them, for now.

"…AAAAAGGGGHHHH!" A jolt of fire shot through him. "Ughhh!" He was pushed brutally forward. "Eh…YAH!" He stepped hurriedly off the boarding bridge of the helicopter, twisted his ankle, and fell on his side. "Oooohhhhh…" He winced as he slowly lifted himself off of the painfully hard ground. Strange, it didn't seem like normal dirt, or even rock. It was tougher, and somehow, sinister.

Lucas closed his eyes, not wanting to look into the evil world the lay beyond his eyelids. However, as he was forced to walk again he was simultaneously forced to open his eyes to avoid another costly fall.

Eventually, he managed to stumble into the gateway of the wall surrounding the gray building. Gray building. That didn't sound right now that he saw it clearly. He couldn't be sure, but there was something about it that screamed, "Evil surrounds me!" It seemed to be some sort of living, breathing monster, its only desire to suck everything into the agony inside of it. Just these thoughts made the victim shudder, but another jolt forced him to continue his seemingly mile-long plod to the entrance to the prison.

Thinking of which, who was driving him toward that horrific door? Lucas dared to turn his head to see, and caught a glimpse of…nothing. Then, another shock came out of nowhere and pushed him into the erection. If it were up to him, he would have passed out right then and there. But his captors weren't permitting that to happen when a powerful hand on his shoulder kept him from collapsing to the ground. It then forced him down a long, dark hallway with a rather mechanical pace.

Lucas's conciseness failed him then, and so did his memory. The next thing he knew, he was alone in a… a cell. A Cell?

"No. No!" his mind screamed to an answer of nothing. "How? Oh, GOD, How? Why?" He caught a gasp on his mouth as he realized he had just said that aloud. He threw his head up and stared out of his barred entryway. There was no one there, so he turned shakily around and noticed several things: one, he was seated on a slab of stone-wait, no, the 'sinister' stone, that was protruding from the back wall of his humble abode. Two, there was a small window on that same back wall, which was bared, similar to his door, and from it came…groaning?

He knew not why, nor would he ever, but he timidly turned even more and peeked out through the bars, and what he saw shocked him. Statues. Just two statues. Granted, they were placed just outside of his viewing point, and their shape was a bit unnerving, but they were still just statues. Nothing more. Not creepy, indescribable monstrosities. Just statues.

He would have melted with relief then, but his eye caught movement. He focused again at the world beyond his window, and what he saw now shocked him even more than before. The statues, with the groaning much louder, were turning their heads, ever so slowly, to gape straight at him. Suddenly, with the laws of reality stretched right before him, Lucas lived his dream, and collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

BRAAAASHHHKKK!

"Wow. What was that?"

Ness peered out of the crevice, completely oblivious to the fact that he had just exposed himself. Well, he saw the three helicopters, except if they were looking for him, they were doing a pretty pathetic job. All of them were way off course, and furthermore-what was that? He thought he had detected several lances of light heading from the desert floor to the machines, and… yes! He saw it. Shots being fired back. The Abominations were in a showdown with…somebody. But who?

But, he was determined to find out. No awesome, climatic boss fight was going to pass in real life without him seeing it (or joining it) up close! So, off he boosted. He got there in about ten seconds, but that seriously wore him out, not to mention send him flying after he crashed his foot into a small rock. Nonetheless, he got up quickly, only to get his mind blown (but not literally). Numerous boys stood in an unorganized formation, eyes locked lazily on their adversaries. The two sides must have really disliked each other, because neither of them noticed Ness.

"PK MORTAR!" one of the boys cried. Out of nowhere, a big, black, vibrating sphere surrounded by orange wisps of fiery light appeared around the boy. Ness watched in awe as the ball of energy rocketed into the air, and crashed into one of the black 'copters. A large explosion burst from where the sphere once was and swallowed up its victim. As a response, the other two backed away a little, and the showered the group with relatively pitiful blasts.

As their response, the young fighters erupted into a variety of projectiles and battle cries. Within seconds, a second abomination crashed to the ground and transformed into a bonfire. For the third and last, the boys had something special planned. They yelled amongst themselves, and then one in the middle jumped all the way up to the flying machine.

The unnamed boy landed neatly on the helicopter's visor. This must have panicked the pilot, because the helicopter immediately began to swerve madly. However, this hardly affected the balance of its assailant, who cried something inaudible.

All this had already convinced Ness that if anyone real deserved the title of 'awesome', it was this guy. So naturally, his brain was numbed when 'this guy' suddenly caused the entire aircraft to become clothed in blue lightning and he had to come up with a title higher than awesome for him.

Now all the boys jumped onto the doomed machine, and now more multi-colored fits of sparks came from all over their target. Suddenly, a great shudder went through the ship, and a dozen giant, orange flares shot out of somewhere on the top of the helicopter, going straight up until they were out of sight.

Now the helicopter let out a deafening groan, and plummeted to the earth. Daredevil fashion, the boys didn't get off until the last second. When the menace landed, it didn't explode, but lay motionless, signifying the retirement of its duties.

Ness was about to involuntarily let out a shout, but thought better of it at the last moment. He didn't know anything about these people, and that would let them know he was here before he wanted them to. Carefully, he started slowly towards the victors, making sure he wasn't visible.

He had been approaching for no more than ten seconds when he heard: "Alright, dude, please come out and don't embarrass yourself by thinking anyone wouldn't notice that."

Implosively, Ness raised himself up to full height. Apparently, his appearance was a bit unattractive, for one of the boys began to laugh hysterically. "What is this?" He asked, "the freak show!"

"Your one to talk," Ness countered to a guy who had just brought down a killer UFO. "Do ya ever get comments on those pants?"

Laughter ensued from the rest of the crowd, for the torn, ugly trousers were the exact opposite of pretty. The first laugher (who wasn't laughing anymore) glared daggers at everyone, especially Ness.

"Well played, well played," said one of the group, walking calmly up to the outsider. "That deserves him a welcome," he said more to his companions than to Ness.

"A welcome? To where?" Ness asked with slight suspicion.

The other boy chuckled. "Fellow Onettson, welcome to Onett."

"I see it! I see it! And now it's all within my reach! Endless possibility! I see it! I see it, now! It's always been inside of meeee! And now I feel so freeee…" Oh, heh-heh-heh, was I just typing the lyrics of ANOTHER TOTALLY AWSOME SONIC SONG (not a remix this time! Titled 'Endless Possibility' if anyone's interested…again)!

Wow, only two reviews? You guys (or gals) are getting lazy! (And only on the third chapter, hmmm…)

XD: I'm glad you got that Ness was captured, and pleased you are utterly confused about the last part *chuckles*. No, it was not explained this chapter, nor will it be the next. You'll just have to wait and see.

TheMysticalQ: Well, it wasn't Lucas's POV at the end last time, but good guess. Ya know, originally, this entire chapter was supposed to be only about Ness, but your wish to see poor old Lucas again inspired me to put that little part in at the middle.

CarlineN: Hope to read you next time!

P.S.: When Lucas said 'GOD', he WAS referring to Jesus. I'd advise you not to flame against it unless you're looking for a verbal showdown.

This is Nacartor of Cut Productions, signing off.