The original writer of the last Ridgesounds politely asked me to take the story down, so I'm posting this one instead.

It was written by kurthutch74 on DeviantArt. Link below.

TW: Mild Violence

Title: ~Eternal Life Is Worthless~

"Run, Kim!" Duncan yelled. Nagas were attacking the castle. We were stuck just above the door. The Nagas leveled almost all of the castle; all but one tower and the wall we're standing on. We ran into the last standing tower. Duncan faced the wall and pushed me behind him. "Get back!" He yelled. I stood behind him. He pulled out his mining laser and pointed it at the wall. He knew what was going to happen when I didn't; that was the case here. A Naga broke threw the wall when Duncan shot. The explosive laser bolt hit the Naga's face, but it kept charging.

It was inches away from Duncan when everything went black. I woke up in the middle of nowhere. I was in some sort of medow. 'I'm alive!' I thought. I looked around and saw a man in a blue coat walking twoard me. "Looks like some one woke up. Thank, Notch. I was getting worried that you didn't make it through," the man said. "Wh-Who are you? And where is Duncan?" I asked. "I am the demi-god Ridgedog! You can call me Ridge. And your master?" he pasued. "I couldn't save him in time. He's dead." "Then how did you save me if you couldn't save Duncan?" I questioned. "I had to stop time around you. If I had got Duncan, the Naga in front of him would have been 'saved' as well," he explained.

"Well, that makes sense. And you did save my life. Thank you. But why me?" I asked. "Because," he stated, "I've was the one who kept you alive when Sips tried to kill you. I was going to send you to Rythian to keep you safe, but I couldn't find him in the world at the time. So I sent you to Duncan. But in the end, he couldn't protect you. So I sent you to me. Why did I do all of this? It's because I care about you, Kim. And I've done a lot more for you now. Look at your arms," he explained. I looked at my arms. 'What! The Flux is gone!' I thought. I tried to thank him, but all I could do is stutter around, looking for words. "Duncan was about 10, 20, maybe even 30 years off from finding a cure. And I can do even more, Kim. I offer you eternal life, with me," he said. 'Becoming an imortal? Come on, you don't even know this man... Well, he is a powerful, good-looking man,' I thought.

"I accept," I said. "Grab my arm, and I'll take you to my place," he said. I stood up, and grabbed onto his arm. He closed his eyes. We stood there for about five minutes before he knew something was wrong. "No... It can't be..." he whispered. "What's wrong, Ridge?" I asked. A look of shock came on his face. "I lost my powers, Kim," he said.

It has been about one year sense Ridge lost his powers. We built a small house together. Its no Duncan's castle, but its a home. Ridge and I have spent one year together, and I now have feelings for him. And I'm pretty sure he has feelings for me as well. He was outside cutting wood. I walked outside and saw him with his lumber ax, cutting wood, shirtless. "Hey, Ridge," I said. He turned around. I blushed when I saw his firmly built, six pack abs. "What is it, Kim?" he asked. "I-I-" he stopped me. "Let me guess, your in love with me and you came out here to tell me," he said. "How-how did you-" he stopped me again. "I know? I am an ex-demi-god. I know these kinds of things! And for I" he said. He came up to me and kissed me. "My answer is that eternal life is worthless without you, Kim."