Trapped Souls (Yet ANOTHER nes Godzilla Creepypasta AU)

-The Hidden Savior-

Samson and Melissa roughly landed on the blood and dust covered grounds of Zenith as Solomon landed on his feet not far from them. Melissa groaned from the burning pain of her arm as she got up, while Samson wasted no time scrambling up to his feet and rushing to where the rift once was- desperately calling out to Randy, hoping that he could go back and save him.

"Randy! Wait!-" But the rift had already closed. Desperate for even the slightest chance to go back, he turned to Solomon, who was hunched over as he sat on the ground. "Please! We- we have to go back for him! Y-you can fight back and- and..." Samson trembled as tears welled up and fell from his eyes, "Please, w- we... we have to go back for him!"

Solomon huffed some air from his nose, "I- I don't think that he wants to go back..." Melissa murmured as she looked around, both worried and uneasy as to where exactly they were- and judging by Solomon's nervous demeanor by just being there, she could tell that he didn't like the place and who could blame him? The entire planet itself was one giant death trap with lava everywhere, avalanches once or twice every week, flares of fire bubbling up from the crevices of the ground.

Samson glanced around at the volcanic land around him, panting as he pulled up his sleeves and combed his hands through his hair. "Where..? Where are we?" He fearfully asked under his breath.

Solomon gloomily looked at the crumbling red towers that were higher than he had ever flown, "This... was my old home." He answered in a somewhat raspy voice, sounding exhausted. "But now, this planet belongs only to Red, and the deadliest things that have risen from the pits," He pointed to the crevices in the blackened ground, "This isn't a home anymore, much less a place you should be. It's too dangerous."

Melissa looked up to him, clutching and rubbing the bleeding scrape on her arm, "is there any place you know that's safe, then?"

"Hm..." Solomon peered up at the sky, at what looked like a distant, dark blue star. "Do you see that star?" He asked, point up to it. Samson and Melissa huddled up beside him to see exactly what he was pointing at.

"That blue-ish one?" Asked Melissa, glancing up at Solomon.

"Yes," He nodded. "That, is Extus. Luckily, it's not very far from here, wouldn't take very long for me to fly you two there. You would be far safer there than here-"
Suddenly, a giant clawed hand erupted from the nearby lake of lava, swiping downwards in an attempt to grab either spirits- Samson pulled Melissa back as Solomon rushed in front of them protectively, opening his maw and sending the hand from wence it came with his Magma Beam.

"Come on, before anyone else notices we're here!" Solomon shouts as he throws the two spirits onto his back, running as quickly as he could before darting up into the smoky skies with a couple beats of his wings. The shrieks and roars of the lava monsters, the centaur-like creatures, and the birds with large jaws echoed beneath them as Solomon glided high above them all, higher than any of them could go.

Melissa and Samson gripped tightly to Solomon's back, both of them breathing heavily, with Samson just staring at what there was of the planet all while Melissa buried her face in Solomon's fur, trying to find at least a scrap of comfort and safety in this world.

"...Solomon..?"

The Demon Bat glanced back to Samson, trying to hide how shaken up he was, "...Yes?"

"Do you... Do you know if Randy will be okay or not..?" He hesitantly asked.

Solomon stared off into the distance for a moment, seemingly lost in thought. "I... Am not very sure. Knowing Red, I honestly doubt your friend is anything except alright." He would have tried to sugarcoat the answer or avoid answering altogether in any other instance, but he just couldn't bring himself to do either of those things amidst the urgency of the situation- which only felt to have made things worse for all three of them.