Ness - Lightning and Teleport

And then, from both of his outstretched hands came blinding bolts of lightning!
	“UWAAAAAAAAUGH!”
	In the very middle of the bright flash of light, there was the silhouette of a screaming boy, with all four of his limbs stiff and rigid, who felt as though he were being torn apart into battered little pieces...and then suddenly his eyesight failed him. All that was left behind was the scent of something burning in the air.
	“......Little fool......” With a weak laugh, the cult leader slumped to his knees. Having used up all of his strength, he looked like a soggy dish rag. The image of that golden figure vanished with a satisfied flash of light, off to who knows where, and the cult leader's heart suddenly felt so terribly empty. Like that neatly-swept house mentioned in the Bible...that room which is so easy for both devils and angels to enter...the cult leader muttered “Blue, blue...” as he closed his eyes, and fell deeply into the quiet salvation that sleep can bring.


	In a place that was nowhere, in a time that never was......Ness drifted slowly along, curled up like an infant with his hands around his knees. This darkness was very warm and comforting. With a thump, and the force of just one heartbeat, Ness began to spin. Round and round. Over and over. The inertia would keep him spinning, forever. Round and round he went, here. Over and over he went, there. It was so pleasant. So fun. Ness giggled.
	And then...
	<Ness! Ness! Get a hold of yourself!> Someone was calling out to him. <This isn't just some cozy dream!>
	“Oh!” When Ness cried out, the sound of his own voice startled him, and his eyes snapped open.
	He was lying on the ground somewhere deep in the mountains. Looking across the rocky earth, which was quite near the tip of his nose, he could see a clear, babbling brook. Ness stood up, staggering, and dipped his hands into the water. The water was so cold it seemed to sting his skin, and he vigorously rubbed it over his face. With a small cry, he shook his head wildly, just like his dog King might have done.
	“I'm not dead,” he grumbled, as if to reassure himself. “I'm still alive......but, I was careless. I didn't think such a timid man could use a powerful technique like that. …...I wonder what the heck even just happened. How did I end up in a place like this?”
	<I think you teleported.>

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Mother 2, Chapter 3