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Human Sacred Sword Of Justice
Chapter One: To Be A Sword Of Justice
Chapter One: To Be A Sword Of Justice
Alexiane
As usual, mine and my brother’s morning began with a sparring match with Virizion-onee-san. It was Keldeo's stupid Idea— Keldeo wanted to be a Sword of Justice now, and not have to wait despite the fact that he couldn’t manifest his sword yet. Well, I couldn’t either, but I knew that it would take time— After all, I was the only human ever to be raised by the legendary Swords of Justice, the peacekeepers of the Unova Region.
Rolling my eyes, I extended my senses like Cobalion-nii-sama had taught me. Sure enough, moving swiftly and silently through the grass was Virizion-onee-sama. I whirled around my wooden training sword in hand, long hair becoming a swift blond curtain behind me, meeting my sister’s attack head on as she jumped over Keldeo’s water blast. I had to have a training sword because I didn’t have a body part that could act as a sword, like Keldeo’s horn. Both of my older brothers as well as my sister had taught me to treat a good sword with respect.
“Keldeo, Alexiane,” Onee-sama praised, smiling. “You did well detecting my presence.”
Keldeo smirked. “I listened to the voice of the grass. The grass and I are friends now, Virizion!”
I grinned. “I felt you. I sensed you, just like Nii-sama taught me.”
“Excellent.” Our sister decided, smirking.
Keldeo ran at her. “Here I come!”
I braced myself and charged my legs with energy, preparing to chase after her when, not if, she made a break for it and disappeared into the grass. Sure enough . . .
“Catch me if you can!” Onee-san taunted, taking off. This was her favorite tactic.
I nodded and slung my sword across my back— it would only get in the way if I kept it in my hand. I charged after my Water Type twin and our older sister. While I did wish that Keldeo wasn’t so impulsive, nothing I did could or would change him.
Virizion-onee-san, Terrakion-aniki, and Cobalion-nii-sama took Keldeo and I in when we were both very young— I was only a year or so old and Keldeo was the Legendary Pokémon equivalent of the same. Because of that, we were raised as twins by the Swords.
She fired off a Razor Leaf at us. Keldeo just stood there and took it. I raised my sword and called up a barrier. Keldeo fired a Water Pulse at her, but I knew the battle was over the minute she called her sword. She could just slice right through it.
“Sword versus sword!” Keldeo announced, focusing and trying to call his own sword. As usual, it didn’t work and Virizion-onee-san beat us soundly. Onee-san fifty, Keldeo and me, none.
And that ended morning training the same way it always did: with our sound defeat. But that was okay— because Nii-sama told me that there was more to be learned in defeat than in victory, and that the only true defeat came when you didn’t learn anything from your battle. It was a lesson my dear idiotic Water Type twin had yet to learn, despite all the times he’d had his ass soundly kicked by our guardians and older siblings. How astonishing. I swore that there wasn’t a being on the entire planet as rash and impatient as Keldeo.
It had actually gotten to the point that Nii-sama wouldn’t even spar with my idiotic twin brother anymore, because Keldeo just wouldn’t learn anything from his numerous defeats. To my immense surprise (note the sarcasm) Keldeo learned nothing from our morning training with Onee-san and instead went straight to challenging Terrakion-aniki. Was he dense, or just plain stupid?
I wondered if he ever learned anything.
I snorted. “For the love of!” I groaned, throwing my hands up in the air. “Did you learn anything from morning training? Even Virizion-onee-san, who is— arguably— the weakest of the three, could beat our butts soundly without even trying.” I shot an apologetic glance up at the spot where Onee-sama and Nii-sama were watching. “No offence, Onee-san.”
She shook her head. “None taken.” What Onee-san lacked in pure power, she made up for in cunning and tactics. Because of that, she was nearly as dangerous of an opponent as Nii-sama. The only thing that made Nii-sama more dangerous to battle against was the fact that he had both Aniki’s pure power and Onee-sama’s impressive mind.
“I will admit that I’m slightly surprised you are taking part in this battle, Alexiane, because you clearly want no part of it.” Nii-sama added.
I shrugged by way of response, jerking a thumb in my idiot twin’s direction. “Someone’s got to keep the idiot grounded.” And given that we were twins, that someone was unfortunately basically always going to be me. Even though I really would have rather just let him learn how to Stop Being Stupid on his own. Honestly, I would have rather left my twin to learn by the Cobalion School of Tough Love, but as I told Nii-sama, someone had to keep Keldeo grounded.
My eldest brother snorted. “Indeed.” My idiot twin evidently didn’t hear, so intent on his battle with Aniki. I rolled when eyes when Aniki was kicked into a boulder, jumping in to defend Keldeo, knowing that Aniki would activate his sword in three, two, one . . .
Gotcha. I thought dryly as Aniki began glowing orange, lifting the boulder with his head. “Hey Keldeo,” I called. “Out of the way.”
I drew my wooden training sword and waited cautiously as Aniki’s sword appeared.
While that did mean all my dreams of actually winning a battle had just gone down the river, it was like Nii-sama said: there was more to be learned in defeat than in victory.
If you found yourself winning all the time, then it meant that you probably weren’t challenging strong enough opponents.
Keldeo paid me no heed and charged Aniki instead. Wonderful. Commence Keldeo getting his ass kicked. For what must have been the thousandth time.
I sighed, biting back a groan at Keldeo’s tactics. Couldn’t he ever just be patient? There were times when I had more sense than my idiot brother, and Keldeo was supposed to be a Legendary! I wondered what it said about me when I had more sense than a Legendary Pokémon. Because, really? That was just sad.
Good grief. I sighed. Why, why, why— why I ask you in the name of Arceus must my idiot twin be so impatient? He seriously could do with learning one of Nii-sama’s lessons in patience.
I had once been like Keldeo in that I wanted to be a Sword of Justice now. But Nii-sama, thankfully, had pulled me aside one morning after training and told me that if I didn’t learn to be more patient, if I didn’t realize that there was more to being strong than battling, then I would never be a true Sword of Justice, no matter how hard I trained, and I would almost certainly never be able to manifest my sword. Damn had that been a wake-up call.
He told me that a Sword of Justice didn’t fight and train for the glory or the power, but because helping others was what a Sword of Justice did. I wasn’t sure why exactly Nii-sama hadn’t given that talk to Keldeo, but I supposed it was because he wouldn’t take it well from them. He’d take it better coming from Terrakion-aniki rather than Nii-sama.
I had taken Nii-sama’s words to heart and actually started writing my own oath to take when I finally became a full member. That is, if I could ever manage to manifest my sword. I couldn’t exactly be a Sword of Justice if I couldn’t even create a sword.
As expected, Keldeo and I got our asses kicked.
But my idiot twin wouldn’t stop there— I was beginning to think that his intention was to become a Bash N’ Whacker (a term that Onee-san had used on more than one occasion to describe those who charged headlong into battle without thinking first).
“Cobalion! Let’s battle!” Keldeo challenged later that night as Nii-sama ran through the forest.
“Keldeo,” I scolded. “The storm’s about to get worse! There are more important things to worry about than your desire to battle!”
“I agree. The storm is only going to get worse.” Nii-sama told Keldeo.
“I don’t care!” Keldeo retorted. Nii-sama ignored my idiot twin and ran ahead as lightning struck a few nearby trees. A burning tree fell in front of me, and for a second I panicked— I couldn’t just jump over it and I didn’t have any attacks that could put the fire out.
However, Nii-sama’s sharp voice broke through my fear. “Alexiane, calm down. Focus. Your fear does not control you.” And that was a reprimand if I ever heard one.
I took a deep breath. “You’re right.” I gripped my training sword and a pair of yellow wings appeared on either side of my feet. “Flier Fin!” I pushed off with one foot and took to the skies. “I’ll keep a lookout from the skies!” I called.
A tree fell in front of Keldeo and he broke it with his horn.
“You’re reckless.” Nii-sama scolded.
“No I’m not!” Keldeo protested, shooting water out of his hooves to put out the fire. “I won’t let anything defeat me!” He fired a Water Pulse at Nii-sama, who casually dodged.
“Good grief.” I sighed. I was seriously tempted to whack my idiot twin upside the head with my training sword. That attitude of his needed a major adjustment.
Nii-sama summoned his sword. Keldeo smirked and charged him, only for Nii-sama to casually dodge every attack, hardly even taking a step.
“When will you let me battle Kyurem?!” Keldeo demanded. He lunged at Nii-sama, but was hurled into a tree by Nii-sama’s sword. “I wanna be a Sword of Justice! Let me battle Kyurem!”
I flashed a few handsigns at Nii-sama: he’s going to challenge Kyurem anyway, whether or not you give the okay. I don’t think Aniki’s had that talk with him yet. He still doesn’t get that being a Sword of Justice requires patience and dedication, something he clearly lacks.
Nii-sama nodded, and in return gave me a sigh. I know. I can only hope that he does not challenge Kyurem too soon. I translated.
Forcing that out of our minds for the time being, we helped the Pokémon who needed help and returned home for the night. The next morning, Onee-san, Nii-sama, and Aniki were all discussing whether or not to let us battle Kyurem.
“What do you think?” Onee-san inquired of Cobalion.
“Keldeo has gotten pretty strong.” Aniki added. “And so’s Alexiane.”
“Do you think we should allow a battle with Kyurem?” Onee-san questioned pensively.
“No.” Nii-sama said firmly. “Both of them are still unable to use their swords.” And he had a point, one that Onee-san agreed with. “Once the true weight of the sword is learned, and able to be used, then they will be able to become Swords of Justice.”
“Always the cautious one, aren’t you, Cobalion?” Aniki asked rhetorically. I didn’t know why he bothered to ask; Nii-sama was the leader of the Swords, and he was a well-respected Pokémon. Pokémon from all over the Unova Region, and even some from other regions, came to him for his advice because he was known for being fair to a fault, and wasn’t ruled by his emotions unlike others might be. I thought it was the Steel Type in him. He certainly wasn’t ruled by the Fighting Type in him, that was for sure.
Unlike a certain other half-Fighting Pokémon that I could name.
Keldeo raced over to them; apparently he’d been eavesdropping. Granted, I was listening in as well, but I was allowed to listen in as long as I didn’t try to pass judgement myself; that was a right reserved for full members of the Swords. As for Adrien, he was probably around here somewhere, listening from afar and storing everything away for potential future blackmail on Keldeo when he got too annoying. That was Adrien’s main method of dealing with out idiot triplet. “I heard everything you said!” He burst out. “What do you mean, weight of my sword?”
“Well, you see,” Aniki began before Nii-sama cut him off. Onee-san told him that he had to think for himself and Aniki sheepishly told Keldeo he didn’t really know himself. Keldeo declared that he was going to battle Kyurem, and Nii-sama told him no. Keldeo protested that it was why he had been working so hard. He thought he was ready to battle even the strongest Pokémon, which he quite obviously wasn’t. The strongest Pokémon was Arceus-sama, and Keldeo certainly wasn’t ready to battle with the God of all Pokémon.
I bopped him with my training sword. “Don’t be dumb!” I scolded. “There’s no way either of us are ready. That sort of thinking is just plain arrogant!” Our older siblings and guardians all agreed: we weren’t ready. But that night, Keldeo got an Idea— he was going to go battle Kyurem on his own, despite the fact that Nii-sama hadn’t given his okay.
And I could only hope that he’d let me follow him.
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