bobert12345
Rainbow Trainer
Well this is a fic about greek mythology except with pokemon as God and Heros/Heroines. Any kind of review/compliment is welcome. Anything to make it better. Also, do you think the plot is too dull and I should just move on with another story? Or continue with this one?
Perched on his thrown, the mighty Zeus scanned his surroundings with his beady black eyes. His long yellow and black ears twitched slightly, dead silence was upon the king of the Gods, not a sound. He looked at the columns that surrounded him, all with yellow lightning bolts, which matched his fur and resembled his lightning bolt-shaped tail. Static danced on his two red spots, which sat nicely on his cheeks. The red on his cheeks matched the carpet that started between the two columns directly in front of him and ended at his throne. Zeus’ tiny nails on his small paws clicked the stone armrest of his throne as he patiently waited company.
“Still awaiting that foul Hermes are we?” A tall being said as she entered the room. She appeared to be wearing an elegant white dress, which hid her green complexion. She had orange eyes, which on occasion would grow red with pure hatred. The color her eyes glowed was the same color of a tiny portion of her body, which cut straight through her chest.
“Hera?” Zeus asked surprised, looking back at the gardevoir, which hovered silently behind his chair. “Yes I still am waiting for Hermes. Why do you ask?”
“I’d wish to know what news you will be receiving today.” Hera replied. “Perhaps another lover on your list of mortals?”
“That is none of your concern,” Zeus replied, static jumping down his brown striped back. “For your information, I am being sent a letter from Demeter; she has been in the underworld for quite some time now. One would think that the cold season would be finished by now, and spring would be dawning with her arrival.”
“Yes, winter has gone unusually long this year, hasn’t it? She must arise soon or else there’ll be no crops for the mortals to live, and therefore no marriage, they’d all be dead, I would cease to exist!” Hera cried, helplessly.
“Worry not Goddess of marriage.” A voice called out as another entered the room. This pokemon’s head had what looked like a red helmet on, which matched its back and the majority of its body. His wings, which were out from under their protective shells, were moving quickly, keeping him stable in the air. Its two legs dangled in mid-air as it came to a stop. In one of the ledian’s four arms was an envelope, which he handed quickly to Zeus.
“Thank yo…”
Zeus began, but was quickly interrupted by Hera who said, “What took you so long?”
“Why Hera it is the cold season and the weather conditions are horrible. A ledian like me can’t possibly move as quickly as normal in those conditions.” The messenger God, Hermes said.
“I’ve heard enough,” Hera growled angrily, eyes glowing. “Demeter has a job to do, and you fail to even bring her back! Be gone foul scum!” She shouted. Hera wafted her flimsy green hand and with a flash, teleported Hermes away. “What does it say?” Hera asked, shifting her attention to her husband.
The pikachu looked enraged as he read the letter. Electricity jumped off his cheeks and soon he sent a surge of electricity throughout the letter, disintegrating it to ashes. “Demeter has decided to stay in the underworld because of what the fates had told her,” Zeus said, looking up at his wife.
“What did they tell her?” Hera asked eagerly waiting a reply.
“She didn’t say!” Zeus boomed accompanied by a loud crash of thunder.
Hera cowered at the large crash but then quickly regained her poise. “The fates have predicted something?” She asked herself. “Then I must go!”
“Go where?” Zeus asked.
“To see the sisters three, who call themselves the Fates. To see my destiny I cross their path, the underworld awaits,” Hera said as she teleported away, leaving Zeus alone in his throne.
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A purple ball with light purple gas around it was spinning a golden thread. Beside the ghastly was a purple pokemon with only two hands and odd points coming out of its scary face. With the two hands the haunter had, she wove the thread into separate portions, each looking different. Finally beside her was a taller pokemon, still purple but was more defined. She had a body, two arms and legs and one tail. The gengar was twitching her ears as she hummed and snipped the threads, which were passed to her.
“Wretched beings,” Hera announced as she shimmered into the damp dark cave, where the fates were. “Where is Demeter?”
“She is but the least of your problems,” The haunter said as she looked down at the thread she was weaving with an inquiring eye.
“What do you mean?” She asked frightened.
The haunter continued to weave the thread with great interest. “Zeus has no place for you on mount Olympus.” She said. “But if you were the supreme ruler, then my dearest, he would cherish you like the Goddess you are.”
“Supreme ruler?” Hera questioned with an evil tone. “How could I achieve such a goal?”
“Aphrodite the goddess of love and Ares the god of war, your children, they will stand by your side.” The haunter replied. “However, Zeus’ control over the sky is a much better asset than your ability of marriage…” Haunter stopped to allow ghastly and Gengar to chuckle.
“I am a powerful Goddess!” Hera bellowed.
“You are going to wake up the dead,” A voice said coming from the entrance to the cave. “Literally.” He said again now revealing himself. A dog-like pokemon was standing on all fours. Its entire body was black aside from the underside of his stomach and the grey cuffs around his ankles and back, which matched his horns that curled backwards. He also had a skull pendant just below his neck and a pointy devil-like tail that swayed gently back and forth.
“Hades!” Hera shouted, remembering why she had come here in the first place. “Where is Demeter?” She asked the houndoom.
“Here I am,” A woman’s voice said, walking into the cave. This Goddess was basically a plant. Dark green covered the top of her head and her torso, while light green covered her face, arms and legs. On her head were three points, which gleamed of purple juices, the color of her soft eyes. Branching off at the end of her arms was the flower parts of a rose. One was blue and the other, pink. Both were closed as she was in the underworld.
“Why aren’t you up there? Mortals will have no food!” Hera announced, not caring about the good health of the mortals.
“The mortals will starve anyway!” The roselia said defensively.
“And why is this?” Hera asked, eagerly awaiting an answer.
“Because of the war of the Olympians,” Gengar said. Snipping another thread.
Fight for Mount Olympus
The Pokemon Gods
Chapter 1
The Pokemon Gods
Chapter 1
Perched on his thrown, the mighty Zeus scanned his surroundings with his beady black eyes. His long yellow and black ears twitched slightly, dead silence was upon the king of the Gods, not a sound. He looked at the columns that surrounded him, all with yellow lightning bolts, which matched his fur and resembled his lightning bolt-shaped tail. Static danced on his two red spots, which sat nicely on his cheeks. The red on his cheeks matched the carpet that started between the two columns directly in front of him and ended at his throne. Zeus’ tiny nails on his small paws clicked the stone armrest of his throne as he patiently waited company.
“Still awaiting that foul Hermes are we?” A tall being said as she entered the room. She appeared to be wearing an elegant white dress, which hid her green complexion. She had orange eyes, which on occasion would grow red with pure hatred. The color her eyes glowed was the same color of a tiny portion of her body, which cut straight through her chest.
“Hera?” Zeus asked surprised, looking back at the gardevoir, which hovered silently behind his chair. “Yes I still am waiting for Hermes. Why do you ask?”
“I’d wish to know what news you will be receiving today.” Hera replied. “Perhaps another lover on your list of mortals?”
“That is none of your concern,” Zeus replied, static jumping down his brown striped back. “For your information, I am being sent a letter from Demeter; she has been in the underworld for quite some time now. One would think that the cold season would be finished by now, and spring would be dawning with her arrival.”
“Yes, winter has gone unusually long this year, hasn’t it? She must arise soon or else there’ll be no crops for the mortals to live, and therefore no marriage, they’d all be dead, I would cease to exist!” Hera cried, helplessly.
“Worry not Goddess of marriage.” A voice called out as another entered the room. This pokemon’s head had what looked like a red helmet on, which matched its back and the majority of its body. His wings, which were out from under their protective shells, were moving quickly, keeping him stable in the air. Its two legs dangled in mid-air as it came to a stop. In one of the ledian’s four arms was an envelope, which he handed quickly to Zeus.
“Thank yo…”
Zeus began, but was quickly interrupted by Hera who said, “What took you so long?”
“Why Hera it is the cold season and the weather conditions are horrible. A ledian like me can’t possibly move as quickly as normal in those conditions.” The messenger God, Hermes said.
“I’ve heard enough,” Hera growled angrily, eyes glowing. “Demeter has a job to do, and you fail to even bring her back! Be gone foul scum!” She shouted. Hera wafted her flimsy green hand and with a flash, teleported Hermes away. “What does it say?” Hera asked, shifting her attention to her husband.
The pikachu looked enraged as he read the letter. Electricity jumped off his cheeks and soon he sent a surge of electricity throughout the letter, disintegrating it to ashes. “Demeter has decided to stay in the underworld because of what the fates had told her,” Zeus said, looking up at his wife.
“What did they tell her?” Hera asked eagerly waiting a reply.
“She didn’t say!” Zeus boomed accompanied by a loud crash of thunder.
Hera cowered at the large crash but then quickly regained her poise. “The fates have predicted something?” She asked herself. “Then I must go!”
“Go where?” Zeus asked.
“To see the sisters three, who call themselves the Fates. To see my destiny I cross their path, the underworld awaits,” Hera said as she teleported away, leaving Zeus alone in his throne.
¤
A purple ball with light purple gas around it was spinning a golden thread. Beside the ghastly was a purple pokemon with only two hands and odd points coming out of its scary face. With the two hands the haunter had, she wove the thread into separate portions, each looking different. Finally beside her was a taller pokemon, still purple but was more defined. She had a body, two arms and legs and one tail. The gengar was twitching her ears as she hummed and snipped the threads, which were passed to her.
“Wretched beings,” Hera announced as she shimmered into the damp dark cave, where the fates were. “Where is Demeter?”
“She is but the least of your problems,” The haunter said as she looked down at the thread she was weaving with an inquiring eye.
“What do you mean?” She asked frightened.
The haunter continued to weave the thread with great interest. “Zeus has no place for you on mount Olympus.” She said. “But if you were the supreme ruler, then my dearest, he would cherish you like the Goddess you are.”
“Supreme ruler?” Hera questioned with an evil tone. “How could I achieve such a goal?”
“Aphrodite the goddess of love and Ares the god of war, your children, they will stand by your side.” The haunter replied. “However, Zeus’ control over the sky is a much better asset than your ability of marriage…” Haunter stopped to allow ghastly and Gengar to chuckle.
“I am a powerful Goddess!” Hera bellowed.
“You are going to wake up the dead,” A voice said coming from the entrance to the cave. “Literally.” He said again now revealing himself. A dog-like pokemon was standing on all fours. Its entire body was black aside from the underside of his stomach and the grey cuffs around his ankles and back, which matched his horns that curled backwards. He also had a skull pendant just below his neck and a pointy devil-like tail that swayed gently back and forth.
“Hades!” Hera shouted, remembering why she had come here in the first place. “Where is Demeter?” She asked the houndoom.
“Here I am,” A woman’s voice said, walking into the cave. This Goddess was basically a plant. Dark green covered the top of her head and her torso, while light green covered her face, arms and legs. On her head were three points, which gleamed of purple juices, the color of her soft eyes. Branching off at the end of her arms was the flower parts of a rose. One was blue and the other, pink. Both were closed as she was in the underworld.
“Why aren’t you up there? Mortals will have no food!” Hera announced, not caring about the good health of the mortals.
“The mortals will starve anyway!” The roselia said defensively.
“And why is this?” Hera asked, eagerly awaiting an answer.
“Because of the war of the Olympians,” Gengar said. Snipping another thread.
