OFF: My newest fanfic is now ready to be posted!
No adult elements are planned for this fic so the rating will probably be set at PG-13 and stay at it (due to possible swearing). Not sure if it will stay that way... but nothing unsuitable for children is planned so far.
I hope you will all enjoy this fic. Feel free to comment or give suggestions if you feel like it. I don't mind.
Note: for those who follow Rejected... no, I did not abandon the fic. The next chapter is progressing.
Enjoy.
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DUST
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PROLOGUE: At the very beginning, there was...
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"I know that existence can be scary, terrifying even. Believe us, we know. But please, do not be afraid."
Those were the first words she heard. Coursing through her veins was this strange power. She did not know what it was. Actually, she knew nothing. Not what she saw, not where she was, not who she was. Still, she shivered.
Yet, they showed her kindness, whoever those were. She felt the touch of something all around her, like an embrace. If she knew of the word, she would have thought of the word "soft"... but she did not know of it. She tried to meow faintly, a small echo of instinct traversing her... but the lack of air prevented any sound from coming out.
In fact, she noticed that she was floating in total darkness. No, not just darkness... in lonely emptiness. As far as she could see, there was sterile nothing, both her eyes and mind seeing nothing but the horizon of empty eternity... or maybe was she imagining that the world was limitless darkness? In truth, she only knew of herself, them, and the embrace. There was nothing else as far as she knew and thus, it did not matter whenever the nothingness beyond was limitless or not.
They felt her shivering just as she could feel herself doing so and the embrace became tighter but in a good way. Soon, it enveloped her, surrounding her in a strange warm feeling that she couldn't name. Yet, although she did not know of the word, she knew that it calmed her and that it filled her with gratitude and happiness.
"There there... feel better?" they felt her feelings like she could feel their own yet, they felt the need to communicate, to express themselves, to indeed confirm that what she felt was real. It was not a part of her perceptions, it was a reality, exterior to her. The question, while absurd in theory, was so logical to them. After all, they were the first parents and her, the first child... or rather, one of the first.
"Your brother is awake too."
She was born different from him. For one thing, she was so small, so fragile... she was a little, delicate pink frame emitting a constant aura of quiet, warm white light. Her blue eyes, shining with both the wonders of innocense and the fear of a little child before overwhelming events, stared at him.
"Brother..." she whispered. The emptiness did not carry the sound out of her throat but the meaning reached the ears of all souls around her nevertheless.
The initial fear quickly disappeared and he saw in her that she had become intrigued. Indeed, she wondered why his face was missing. He was so incredibly tall, a thorny, edgy white body with golden tips that towered high above her and was almost as humongous as the parents. Well, she think so, at least. Where the brother's face should be, only darkness with two pairs of glowing green eyes visible within the impenetrable darkness, one even thicker than the one surrounding them.
They were both created at the same moment. Twins, you might say. Yet, his mind was already much sharper than hers. He was not scared of this darkness and knew that the parents were there. He, too, could feel the embrace. He, too, was intrigued by his fellow family member, her small frame and warm light making questions rise within his mind. Yet, the questions were not voiced for he felt the embrace and that was all he needed for despite his size, he was just like her, a child.
Both children closed their eyes, allowing the warmth of the parents to calm them.
... and it was then that the parents noticed an odd detail.
"The male... he's not emitting any light." said the mother.
The father remained silent.
=TO BE CONTINUED
No adult elements are planned for this fic so the rating will probably be set at PG-13 and stay at it (due to possible swearing). Not sure if it will stay that way... but nothing unsuitable for children is planned so far.
I hope you will all enjoy this fic. Feel free to comment or give suggestions if you feel like it. I don't mind.
Note: for those who follow Rejected... no, I did not abandon the fic. The next chapter is progressing.
Enjoy.
===================================================
DUST
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
PROLOGUE: At the very beginning, there was...
===================================================
"I know that existence can be scary, terrifying even. Believe us, we know. But please, do not be afraid."
Those were the first words she heard. Coursing through her veins was this strange power. She did not know what it was. Actually, she knew nothing. Not what she saw, not where she was, not who she was. Still, she shivered.
Yet, they showed her kindness, whoever those were. She felt the touch of something all around her, like an embrace. If she knew of the word, she would have thought of the word "soft"... but she did not know of it. She tried to meow faintly, a small echo of instinct traversing her... but the lack of air prevented any sound from coming out.
In fact, she noticed that she was floating in total darkness. No, not just darkness... in lonely emptiness. As far as she could see, there was sterile nothing, both her eyes and mind seeing nothing but the horizon of empty eternity... or maybe was she imagining that the world was limitless darkness? In truth, she only knew of herself, them, and the embrace. There was nothing else as far as she knew and thus, it did not matter whenever the nothingness beyond was limitless or not.
They felt her shivering just as she could feel herself doing so and the embrace became tighter but in a good way. Soon, it enveloped her, surrounding her in a strange warm feeling that she couldn't name. Yet, although she did not know of the word, she knew that it calmed her and that it filled her with gratitude and happiness.
"There there... feel better?" they felt her feelings like she could feel their own yet, they felt the need to communicate, to express themselves, to indeed confirm that what she felt was real. It was not a part of her perceptions, it was a reality, exterior to her. The question, while absurd in theory, was so logical to them. After all, they were the first parents and her, the first child... or rather, one of the first.
"Your brother is awake too."
She was born different from him. For one thing, she was so small, so fragile... she was a little, delicate pink frame emitting a constant aura of quiet, warm white light. Her blue eyes, shining with both the wonders of innocense and the fear of a little child before overwhelming events, stared at him.
"Brother..." she whispered. The emptiness did not carry the sound out of her throat but the meaning reached the ears of all souls around her nevertheless.
The initial fear quickly disappeared and he saw in her that she had become intrigued. Indeed, she wondered why his face was missing. He was so incredibly tall, a thorny, edgy white body with golden tips that towered high above her and was almost as humongous as the parents. Well, she think so, at least. Where the brother's face should be, only darkness with two pairs of glowing green eyes visible within the impenetrable darkness, one even thicker than the one surrounding them.
They were both created at the same moment. Twins, you might say. Yet, his mind was already much sharper than hers. He was not scared of this darkness and knew that the parents were there. He, too, could feel the embrace. He, too, was intrigued by his fellow family member, her small frame and warm light making questions rise within his mind. Yet, the questions were not voiced for he felt the embrace and that was all he needed for despite his size, he was just like her, a child.
Both children closed their eyes, allowing the warmth of the parents to calm them.
... and it was then that the parents noticed an odd detail.
"The male... he's not emitting any light." said the mother.
The father remained silent.
=TO BE CONTINUED
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Good job on the setting of the scene; it gave a great sense of what Mew and Arceus (I'm quite certain that they are indeed the "twins" who were described in the prologue) were perceiving, what each of them felt and knew of their surroundings. And the matter of Arceus not emitting any light seems like an important detail, one that will likely prove to be very significant in the story. I look forward to seeing what results from his lack of light.