Author: Super Shadowsonic PM
What if...Lucas was a monster bent on destruction. What if a slight change in the past could alter the future. What if the hero Lucas, chose not to be the hero anymore. What if Lucas just didn't care about what's right and what's wrong. Such powerful words those are...What if... Marvel Comics ReferenceRated: Fiction T - English - Angst/Drama - Lucas - Chapters: 3 - Words: 23,179 - Reviews: 14 - Favs: 11 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 11-18-10 - Published: 09-19-10 - Status: Complete - id: 6338075
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What if…part 1 of 2
(Ties with my version of Mother i.e. Triple Threat)
A person sits in a chair and is watching a screen vigilantly. He was indeed surrounded by many other screens with many other things happening. One with a human like spider fighting another person with metal appendages, another with an Iron flying man taking on other people, and also a group of people with powers unlike any have seen all wearing an 'X' on their uniform. Some would see this as creepy, or somewhat disturbing. Watching many other people live through their lives, as he only watches, and Observes. For some reason this video has taken his interest above all others. What could it be about this world? He watches curiously, with his empty eyes, absorbing everything into his large cranium. His brain size was both incredible, and disgusting. He sat in a chair in a place completely covered in a bright white light. It bathed everything in its glow. However, this was the least of his concerns. The 'person' for lack of a better word, let out a small chuckle.
"This world is so…fascinating…consistently the one called 'Lucas' faces trails to deal with his inner demon. Fighting a nearly unwinnable battle. Darkness cannot be removed from one's heart the same as light cannot be completely destroyed. This battle may never end as long as he lives, but even that should be interesting to watch. However, I wonder…what would of happened if things were different. What if…one minor detail was added and the outcome was devastatingly changed. Say we…put him in complete solitude. Will he be able to resist the darkness?" turns to the reader. "Why don't we find out,"
He touches the screen for a second and it was as if he had hit the rewind button. Everything started going in reverse at a super fast pace. He then stopped it at a scene with a grave, and a boy crouched down in front of it.
"This shall be where it all begins…so says I, The Observer," He turns to the screen. "Lets us watch…"
Lucas was seen walking away from his mother's grave sight once again. He was passing through the forever changed Tazmilly Village, that look a whole lot more of an industrialized look since then. Lucas wasn't a fan of all the changes, but felt powerless to stop it. It was no secret that his home had been named the lightning house because of his father's and his defiance of what was going on. In some ways Lucas didn't like what was going on. However in the pit of his stomach he was envious. He wanted what they had, but at the same time he didn't. He couldn't figure it out, and it didn't help the voice in his head was growing even more powerful. He walked toward his house with seemingly little problems, however the day was still young. His face reeked of indifference to all the excitement. He was not oblivious though as he heard all the whispers about him, all the mockery, and all the displeasure. He walked past a crowd gathered before Fassad, the so called savior who brought them out of the dark. As he walked by he was noticed.
"Ah, if it isn't the boy who lives in the lightning house. It would be smart of you to get a happy box before the 'forces' aim get better. They might strike you one night as you sleep," Lucas stopped walking for only a second, but then continued on. "Now young man no need to give me the cold shoulder,"
Fassad dashed in front of Lucas cutting him off. Lucas eyes rose up to meet his. "Excuse me,"
"Listen you brat," Fassad started with his voice lowered. "You need to either straighten up, or get out of here. I'd hate to see something bad happen to that father of yours. Be a shame if he didn't come back from one of the annual trips, whehehe,"
Lucas's hands shook tremendously, as if trying to suppress a powerful urge. He brought his head down with his bangs covering his eyes. "Good you're starting to get it now, now I suggest you get to-,"
"I have a suggestion for you to, wanna hear it?"
Fassad looked down at Lucas unsurely. "Well now what do you say little fella," Fassad said speaking regularly again, and ignoring what Lucas said previously.
Lucas reached up and grabbed the collar of his shirt. Then forced him down to his level. Fassad shook in fear at such force and strength Lucas has. He couldn't pull away. He practically shriek when he looked into Lucas's eyes…his dark blood red eyes.
"You ever get in my way again, and I promise you this. You might not be the one to wake up in the morning. My patience wears thin with you. This is my home, so if I am ever forced to leave…" Lucas stared deep and hard into his eyes. "Don't be scared to open that knock at your door. A terrified face is the ugliest way to die,"
Lucas then threw him to the side then continued on his path without a backward glance. His pace was unaltered, and still as easy and relaxed as he was when he started out. He walked up a hill then onto his doorstep. He entered his house then closed the door. The house looked dead and abandoned. Lucas rarely ate so the kitchen area was quite clean, as was the dinning table. Lucas walked over and sat at the table then simply stared off into space.
(The Observer felt a deeper conversation going on. "Let us take a look shall we," he waved his hand and a brief moment of static came over the screen until it cleared up. Lucas was still sitting at the table, but the striking thing was he was sitting across from another him. This other him also had the dark blood red eyes seen from before "Fascinating,")
"I didn't like what you did," said the blue eyed Lucas.
"Of course you didn't like it you…loved it," responded the red eyed Lucas with a devious smile.
"I don't enjoy hurting others Ryuka," the blue eyed Lucas stated. Since they are the same person it was understandable why the red eyed version was given a different name.
"We didn't hurt him…yet. The choice of his health has completely fallen into his hands. What he chooses is up to him, but if you make the bed you might as well lie in it,"
"I still to this day don't know why I seek solace in you,"
"Because I'm the only one who will listen," Lucas cringed at those words. "Awe Lucas, I know it hurts to hear, but its true," Ryuka got out his seat then walked over to Lucas. "I'm the closest thing to a friend you have at this point,"
"I have Boney, my dad, and-,"
"The village idiots? I doubt they count for much anything at this point Lucas. They've all either abandoned you, or pushed you aside. You mean nothing to them at this point. It makes me sad that you feel so powerless, when you have so much power,"
"Power? What power? All you've ever told me was I'm stronger then what I give myself credit for. You've always told me I needed…"
"To believe in yourself and your abilities," The red eyed Lucas said smiling as he placed a hand on blue eyed Lucas's shoulder. His smile more genuine then devious. "You don't need those others to have strength, and you don't need them to be strong. I believe in you, so why don't you believe in yourself?"
"Because no matter how much you look like me, sound like me, or anything else. You're not me, and I can't be you,"
"Don't tell me what Flint said to you, got you all riled up?" His response was silence. Ryuka let out a frustrated growl. "I was just making progress with you and he comes and ruins it,"
He waves his hand to open up a portal of some kind. A window into the past from the looks of it.
("Dad, where are you going?" this voice was Lucas.
"To look for your brother," he answered plainly.
"Dad, you've been looking for a long time, and…I feel that maybe…I don't wont to consider it either, but he just-,"
"No, Lucas my son is out there and I will find him and bring him home. Our family maybe broken, but I will try and save what little we have,"
"Dad you're not listening. I need you too, and I just-,"
"Lucas, you have grown up a lot, so I expect you to be strong while I'm gone. You're the one who must take more responsibility and toughen up. All this crying about… your mother…it just isn't going to help. Wipe your tears and chin up,"
"Dad that's not good enough," Lucas began approaching him. "You're my dad too, how can I be strong on my own?"
"Figure it out," he said then walked past him then opened the door. He closed it without a bit of hesitation. Lucas stood struck dumb)
Ryuka snarled at the image then waved it away. He looked down at his copy that had broken down into tears. He sighed sadly, his eyes laced with pity.
"Well, I guess you finally realized that what I've always told you was true. He cared nothing about you,"
"No more. You keep denying it then the more painful it will be Lucas. You've been casted out Lucas, so there's no point in hanging onto those who wish not to stay with you. He's so busy looking for a son he lost and forgets about the son he has. He tells you to stand on your own, when you haven't done that a day in your life. He asking things that are impossible, and he's crushing you with such burdens. The best thing to do is, stand up strong, stronger then he's ever stood in his life. Cast him aside when he starts begging something of you. Put away those burdens, and confide in me. I have been there with you from the beginning and when the time comes I'll be with you in the end. I will be with you always, and will never leave your side. I'm no Claus, but I can give you the strength to stand up, and walk. You just have to take it!" At those last words his right hand lit up with white energy flowing through it.
Lucas's whimpers stopped. You rubbed at his eyes to try and calm down. He heard every word, and felt the sincerity. He knew what this version of him wanted, he knew it was dangerous, and he knew he could hurt a whole lot of people if left unchecked. However, at this point, even though that knowledge was still well known, but he felt so alone and weak. Here he was promising strength, power, and the confidence to move on. He wanted that, so badly. He was willing to lose himself to escape the pain of everything. He looked at his red-eyed copy who was filed with anticipation.
"Okay, I'm ready to move on," His copy smiled then walked over to the other side of the table to sit down.
"Glad we had this talk," Ryuka said. Ryuka raised his hand and the white energy changed into a ball of light. "Great now lets put some light in hear, it's far too depressing," The ball of light exploded filling the room.
(The Observer felt a powerful energy spike. He left the inner workings of the boy's mind to see he had indeed taken the offer. His body was glowing a bright white aura. His face laid onto the table. He rose from his seat, already with a smile on his face)
Lucas walked out the house. Only a few hours had gone by since he came back. The sun was setting just beyond the horizon. He walked toward the village with a certain calmness about himself. The air he gave off was strange. He looked and moved calmly, but a closer looked revealed darker intentions. He walk past each person who thought they had a chill just pass them. Lucas began walking toward the train station.
"Hey, blonde boy!" Lucas stopped then cast a look toward the voice. He saw it was indeed, Fassad. "Finally stopped all that weeping to come and receive your happy box!" The crowd laughed at his comment. Lucas smiled which threw everyone off.
"Well, who said I needed some silly box to be happy. I can find amusement in other things,"
"There is no other happiness you could feel that could surpass what you feel from the happy box!" said one person in the crowd.
"Really? But you haven't even seen my way of fun…maybe if I showed you, you might agree," The crowd became curious. Lucas raised his hand toward Fassad. Soundly the stand he was on began to move then threw him off completely.
"Wait, what is this!" Fassad cried.
"I told you, my way of fun. I noticed this stand is as heavy as stone. I suppose to avoid vandalism or of such natures you have something like this. I can tell its quite heavy,"
"S-Stop, wait don't!"
"But you haven't seen the best part, watch," Lucas brought the stone hovering over Fassad. He was panicking greatly. The crowd more frightened by the floating rock, then where it was about to land. "Don't worry, I plan on having fun with you some other day,"
Fassad relaxed at that…as did Lucas's hand. The stone landed and there was a sickening crack, along with a blood-curdling scream.
"However, you may not be able to walk," Lucas said turning toward another direction and heading off. He went all the way to his mother's graveyard. He walked up to it then stared down at it with indifference. "I never understood the point in burying someone. I feel the best way would be…scattering the ashes,"
Lucas pointed his hand at the grave. "PK Love…"
A powerful white light gathered around his hand then launched toward the grave. It was smashed to pieces, and completely obliterated. The grass was scorched. Lucas stoic look was firm and unchanging. He then sat down to watch the ashes blow. He sat for a long time merely staring at what he had down, his face still stoic. He never moved or shifted from his position. Suddenly, he heard thunder. The sound surprised him since he never saw a cloud in the sky. He smiled.
"About time they started up again. Time I find where those so called 'forces' are coming from,"
He walked away from the destroyed grave without a backwards glance. He walked back toward the village with his eyes glued to the sky. He stared with intense focus. He watched closely. He saw a small glint then suddenly a lightning bolt went screeching across the sky then right into his home setting it ablaze. The thunder had awoken everyone, and once the fire was seen the reaction was interesting. No, one did anything they only stared. They stared as the lightning house was finally hit and set on fire. That fire lighted Lucas's eyes in a way as well. He was positive no one knew if he was still inside or not, but the fact no one moved was proof enough. His other self was right in everything he said. Lucas turned away from it all then began walking toward where he saw the lightning coming from.
"Let the eve of devastation begin…"
(The Observer watched with his hand under his chin. "It's fascinating how such a slight change can bring about a devastation. To move on shows strength, but to forgive takes much greater strength. Apparently he wasn't strong enough to do such a thing. Let's speed up to the next part," He waved his hand and suddenly the screen fast forward to a great tower like structure.)
Lucas was walking coolly up to the giant structure in front of him. It took him much longer then what he would've like to get here. However, he needed to get a handle on his powers first before he came here. It would be foolish to just charge head first into battle without a proper plan. Lucas's eyes narrowed at the thought. His brother had did the exact opposite, and now he was paying for it. He found it unfair, and downright cruel for not even doing anything, but he supposed that's what hurt the most. He did nothing to stop it.
"Blaming yourself for the mistakes of others is pointless, and stupid. He made his choice; he did it for himself, not for you. He went to get revenge because he wanted to make himself feel better. Selfish prick!" Ryuka said from inside Lucas's mind. (The Observer opened a channel to him)
"I don't believe in vengeance…" Lucas muttered.
"Then believe in this. These guys are wrecking your world, now lets take care of that,"
Lucas's eyes began glowing red as a smiled edged onto his lips. "Yeah…this could be fun,"
He looked to the door then walked up to it. There were two guard there with rifles.
"Hey, you get outta here this is a restrict-AH!" the guard went down hard after Lucas blasted him.
"You brat!" the other pointed his rifle. Lucas cringed slightly.
"Such a simple weapon, you can easily outmaneuver that,"
Taking his other's advice he jumped out of the way of the laser rifle. Surprised by his balance and speed the guard grew flustered. Lucas ran forward at top speed his head leading, and his arms behind him. He came to a startling stop in front of the guard then sent him flying through the door with a powerful right hook. He then calmly walked into the building to see a bunch of people he hasn't seen before hard at work. They were quite surprised to see someone make such an entrance. More of those masked soldiers came his way. One tried to punch him in the face, but with Lucas's quick reflexes he grabbed the side of the fist then twisted until he heard a pop. He then kicked him away into a wall. More soldiers immediately follow up. Lucas ran forward with such speed that he was able to weave in between each soldier. One tried to make a grab for Lucas with both his hands out. Lucas caught him from the top of his wrist. Lucas then jumped over his head with his wrist still in his grasp to make the soldiers arms do a complete 360. The soldier wailed out. Lucas released him then kicked him in the back.
All the soldiers began to fear the boy now, and some tried to hurry away. Lucas would not allow this.
"You joined this army to fight didn't you, well come on!" He raised his hand. "PK Love!"
A powerful white burst of PSI power surged through the room. The amount of energy released was so phenomenal that items that weren't in its path were blown away. Almost half the soldiers went flying. Again the soldiers tried to escape, but Lucas wasn't having it.
"I'm only doing what you guys told me. It's just that my Happy Box is a little different!"
Lucas jumped into the air then slammed the bottom of his feet on top of the head of another soldier's head. Lucas kicked off then performed a serious of somersaults until with his right foot leading he brought it down in an axe kick into the ground. His foot was charged with intense PSI energy sending a shockwave through the ground blowing away everyone. Lucas smiled but noticed one soldier trying to get away. Using his telekinesis he grabbed the soldier then brought him over to him. The soldier struggled, but with no effect.
"Please don't kill me!" he pleaded.
"It didn't work when the last fifty said that, what makes you think you have a chance?" Lucas asked smirking.
"I'll give you what ever you want just please don't kill me,"
"I sense your enjoying yourself. Finally! Its taken 3 years, but I was finally able to put a smile on that face,"
Lucas chuckled at that. It was true he was finally able to feel alive, and even though he didn't like what he was doing, he loved doing it. "Maybe if you tell me what you know about this place…we may have a chance to have a second meeting,"
This didn't give the soldier anything to look forward to, but it seemed they had a deal. "This is the Thunder Tower,"
"Yes, its where all those lightning bolts come from,"
"Ah the 'forces' Fassad spoke of. I guess you got word to target the house this time,"
"Yes, apparently Fassad was seriously injured,"
"So, where does this lightning come from?"
"The top of the tower, that's where the power source is,"
"Thank you for all the help," Lucas said smiling. The soldier looked relieved. Lucas walked up to him then placed his hand on his chest. The soldier began shaking in utter fear. "My, your heart is beating really fast. I can feel it through your suit. You must've wet your pants by now," Lucas removed his hand then released the soldier.
"Thank you so much!" he cried then ran off. He had failed to notice the glowing on the spot where Lucas touched him, or the glow from Lucas's hand.
"I did say we might meet again, but I didn't say on which plane of existence," Lucas began walking toward the elevator then closed his hand into a fist. As he did an explosion sounded from far off.
"Pretty neat trick,"
"Experimenting is the best part sometimes," Lucas walked over to the elevator only for it to open on its own. Lucas noticed this then jumped back preparing for what could come next. He gaped slightly as a giant muscular monster of a Pigmask soldier stepped out. "Whoa he's a big one,"
"What's going on down here!" he barked. He gaped slightly, or as best he could with his mask on. He looked the damage over thoroughly seeing how half were either dead, or bleeding slowly. He then turned his attention to Lucas. "Did you do all this,"
"Why yes, I did,"
"Well kid I gotta say I'm a little impress, but I can't say I was doing my job if I didn't get rid of you now,"
"Well we all have a job that needs to be done. I plan on restoring this world, and this tower is in the way. It's coming down,"
"We'll see about that!" The giant Pigmask pulled back his fist for a straight jab, but Lucas rolled to the side. Lucas leaped toward the Giant and delivered a powerful jab of his own right into the latter's face. "Pretty strong for a kid, but…" The giant slammed his elbow into Lucas's stomach sending him into a wall. "Not strong enough,"
Lucas huffed. "I'm gonna need more practice,"
The Giant came back at him again. Lucas turned his body to avoid another jab. PSI flowed through Lucas's body and he gained a white aura as Lucas wrapped his arms around the giant's wrist. He moved forward to the opposite direction of the attack and then flipped the giant onto his back. He then turned and threw the giant threw the desk of the workers. Lucas PSI began to flow out of him at a much faster pace. Lucas looked at his hands, and then smiled wickedly. He raised his hand high into the air.
"PK Love!" he threw his hand down unleashing an unstoppable force of power all around the area. Destroying anything it hit, he also blew off the entire front entrance now. He walked over the elevator then hit the up button. "Going up,"
Lucas sat in the elevator for a few moments, but then it suddenly jerked to a stop. Lucas was surprised by that action. He pressed the top floor button again, but found it wasn't working. He looked at the elevator door in front of him. He didn't want to blast it open since the elevator isn't that big, so such a contained explosion would probably injury him. He needed to get the door open though.
"PSI can be focused in other ways. You can channel it through your body to increase your physical strength. You should be strong enough to open these doors,"
Lucas nods then walks up the door. He's able to get his fingers to get a good grip on the door. Then he began pulling focusing on his PSI to increase his strength. Slowly but surely the door began to open up. Finally it was open enough for Lucas to stick out his whole body. He saw he was stuck in between two floors. Lucas was able to poke his head out enough to notice a couple of Pigmaks were cutting the cable to his ride up. Drawing new inspiration Lucas began opening the door below him since it was closer. Growing tired of such a trivial way, he simply pucnhed one side of the door. It bended greatly at the force of such an attack. Enough for Lucas to slide through and get himself onto the ground. One out he watched as the elevator began its uncontrolled decent to the ground.
"Hey, look its the intruder!" cried another soldier from behind Lucas.
Lucas turned to face the small army that was beginng to rise against him. Lucas wasted no time. He chucked a soldier over his head down the elevator shaft while at the same slamming his palm into a soldier's unmasked chin. Each one that came was quickly put down. A soldier went for a straight jab, but Lucas caught his fist then flipped him on his back. Then he made a quick twisting motion which dislocated his soldier. Lucas then slammed his foot on the now dislocated soldier and just listened to the soldier cry out in agony. The other soldiers quickly began to feel discourage. Lucas noticed them then charged forward knocking each soldier into a wall or out a window. Lucas decided to end his fun since he needed to get to the top of the tower. He found a door leading to the stairs. Accoding to them he was on the 14th floor.
"Climbing these steps will take too long, time to test your levitation skills,"
Lucas looked down below himself unsure, but Ryuka usured him that he could do it. Lucas looked up to see a straight shot to the top. He took a few steps then focused. He bends his knees then jumps, but to him it felt more like flying. He took a straight shot right into the air. He flew by the stairs like a bullet shot in the air. He noticed his speed was decreasing as was the number of floors left. He hoped he could make it before he lost all his movent. Lucas out of the corner of his eys noticed a Pigmask with a laser rifle. Before he could place his finger on the trigger though, Lucas waved his hand blasting a portion of the stairs above him. The stairs collapsed on top of the soldier. Lucas smiled then made his way to the right door he needed to go to reach the top floor.
The door opened and he stepped in. The doors closed behind him, and in a matter of minutes he was at the top of the tower. He exited the door to come into a weird room with wires all over the place, and lightning shooting every which way. "Now, where's the cause of all this,"
"Lucas move!" Ryuka called in his head.
Lucas performed a back hand spring to dodge a bolt of electricity. He thanked Ryuka then looked to see where the attack came from. Since he didn't want to rely on Ryuka to tell him of incoming danger too much he decided to be on guard and pay close attention. He narrowed his eyes focusing them so he could see his target.
"Well, there you are," Lucas raised his hand then shot out a powerful PK Love attack. It shattered the wall of the generator to pieces to reveal a mechanical contraption inside. "So, you're the cause of all this racked. I'll destroy you then move one with my goal,"
Throwing caution into the wind Lucas decided to jump into battle headfirst. He recalled that even though something as strong as that giant pigmask had got a solid hit on him, he barley felt it. Of course, he felt invincible, but however that wasn't the case. The robot inside known as Mr. Generator gave Lucas a powerful shock.
"AAAAHHHH…damnit!" Using his power he pushed off of the attack enough to get his bearings. As soon as his feet touched down he collapsed. "What…that…hurt?"
"It would seem we're not as invincible as we thought, and this thing just so happens to have that weakness. We must destroy it less it be used against us in the future as we strive for our goal,"
"Yes!" Lucas performed a cartwheel flip dodging another lightning blast, then jumped back away from another. He knew that getting close would be unwise. "I need more power,"
"Then let it all go…just let it go!"
"PK…" Lucas's body began to glow a bright white. The machine focused an intense amount of its strength and then fired it at Lucas. Lucas raised his hand to catch the attack. He then felt this power energizing him. His light only got stronger. "…Burst…"
An intense blast of power shot out Lucas's entire body destroying not only the generator, but also that entire floor. Lucas didn't stop there he tore through the entire structure of the tower taking it down floor, by floor, by floor. While doing this he had triggered a massive explosion on each floor creating a fire. He shot up to the roof of the complex landing on the ball tower like roof. He simply looked around the trail of destruction he left behind.
"YOU!" snarled a voice. Lucas turned to see Fassad walking over to him, strangely enough he had these metal things around his legs.
"My, you recovered quicker then I expected," Lucas said.
"You've ruined everything, for that I'll kill you!"
Lucas burst into laughter. "You? Kill me? HA!"
"You think you're so tuff, well let me be the one to knock you down,"
Fassad charged forward toward Lucas with unnatural speed. Those support things for his legs obviously increased his natural limitations. However, Lucas looked bored the whole time. Fassad swung a punch which Lucas ducked under with indifference. Fassad kicked out with his right leg, but Lucas used his right forearm to block the attack. Fassad turned and did a swift axe kick, but Lucas once again moved to the side as Fassad's ankle came in contact with the weakening roof. Fassad threw attack after attack, all either blocked or dodged by Lucas.
"Stand still!" he barked throwing a wide arch punch. Lucas leaned back from his knees under the attack.
"Getting frustrated, upset, need a pick me up?" Lucas said mockingly. "Try a Happy Box I hear its a stress reliever,"
Fassad then tried to slam both his feet on Lucas, but Lucas leaned his torso to the right making Fassad miss by an inch. Lucas decided to end the battle. Lucas slammed the back of his fist into Fassad's side. Fassad swung his inhumane leg at Lucas to trip him up, but Lucas performed a backflip then slammed both his feet into Fassad's chest. Fassad regained himself then charged forward, only for Lucas to let loose a powerful hook punch that sent flying until he slammed back into the roof. Fassad groaned at the amount of pain.
"That was nothing compared to everything I've experienced. Now let's see if you survive this one!" Lucas exclaimed as he kicked Fassad right off the side of the roof falling to his death, hopefully. Lucas spat then began toward the hole that lead him up here. He was about to jump through till he heard the sound of an engine of some kind. "What the-"
Then he noticed a giant flying ship that had a ladder. It was pulled back since the intended target was just knocked off the roof. The tower was falling apart even faster now. He got a glimpse of a person, but couldn't quite make out who they were. He pushed the thought aside then jumped down into the hole he made. The fire was going out of control, and rather quickly. Lucas stopped falling and slammed into the floor using a barrier. He seemed to have landed on the third floor, out of how many floors he didn't know.
"Gotta leave before this place falls on my head," He noted the fire spread rather quicker then he thought since he was already surrounded by flames. He was about to move on until he heard something.
"Help! Someone please!" a woman's voice called. This perked Lucas's interest as his eyes scanned over the flames to see anyone. Indeed he saw a woman, a cute brunette, whose legs were trapped under some rubble. She has on white lab coat so it was safe to assume she was a scientist. No doubt the cowards here left her. She noticed him. "Please can you help me I'm stuck!"
Lucas gasped slightly. A conflict was beginning to rise in him. The woman would die if he did nothing, but it might be more trouble then it's worth to save her. Then again the rubble she's under would be no problem to lift, especially with his new strength. He sensed fear in her, and he felt it's justifiable. Lucas took one step toward her.
"Watch out!" Lucas snapped out his stupor then performed a back flip to avoid a huge amount of rubble that came falling from the ceiling. "We gotta go Lucas, now! Before this place falls on our heads,"
"What about her? She's with these people who are trying to ruin your world. This death is nothing compared what's going to happen next,"
"Lucas, this is neither the time or place. We must leave now. Forget about her. Think about it. Was any one there to save your mother when she needed help? Did they spare the innocent, or in this case a pretty face. We are merely handing back what has been given Lucas. With what I've got in stored we really are gonna hand it back…tenfold,"
Lucas stared at the woman's pleading face, then smiled. "Ya may as well just used to it. Also you might wanna grab a spot quick, I've got a feeling its gonna get pretty crowded down there real soon,"
Lucas leaped over the flames, but not without a slight flick of his wrist that was ever so slight the other him hadn't noticed. However the woman sure did when the rubble collapsed around her. Lucas burst through the window to the ground level. He watched the tower burn to the ground and those jumping out the windows to escape the torture.
"Now what Ryuka?" Lucas asked walking away.
"Now we do a little…scavenger hunt of sorts. I've been sensing seven spots in particular all over this island. I say we investigate. Find out what we want to know, and then we can finally bring our goal to reality. We're gonna restore this world Lucas, restore it by fire!"
Lucas eyes pierced through the darkness as a sickening smile danced on his lips. "Yeah, by fire,"
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