Hey there! So, my last couple of fan fics have been anything but critically acclaimed so I took a three week hiatus to re-think my fics. During that time I wrote the first four chapters to this story and decided this is the story I wanna write. It takes place in the Sevii islands before humans had inhabitted the location. Hope you enjoy!
Note: Fic is rated PG but there could be occasional PG-13 chapters
Ch.1) Grim News
All was still in the Valley of the Dragons. Mist had drifted in from the sea nearby and was clinging to the mountains. Pidgey twittered uncertainly in the foggy damp, and clouds hid the sun.
A Pikachu came scuttling down the slope, fell head over heels, tumbled down the moss-covered rocks, and picked herself up again.
“Didn’t I say so?” she muttered crossly to herself. “Didn’t I tell them?”
Snuffling, she raised her black nose, listened, and headed toward a group of crooked trees at the foot of the highest mountain.
“I knew before winter,” murmured the electric Pokémon. “Oh, yes, I knew before winter, I could sense it coming, but they wouldn’t believe me, no, not them! They feel safe here. Safe! Huh! Really!”
It was so dark under the trees that you could scarcely see the gaping crevice in the mountainside that swallowed up the mist.
“They don’t know anything,” the Pikachu continued peevishly, “that’s their problem. They know absolutely nothing about the world. Not the least little thing.”
She glanced warily around again, and then disappeared into the crevice in the rock. There was a large cave behind it. The yellow Pokémon scurried in, but she didn’t get far. Someone grabbed her lightning-shaped tail and lifted her up in the air.
“Hi, Din! What are you doing here?”
The Pikachu snapped at the furry fingers that were holding her tight, but all she caught was a mouthful of purple hairs, which she furiously spat out.
“Dock!” she hissed. “Let go of me this instant, you brainless, berry biter! I don’t have time for your silly Ambipom tricks.”
“You don’t have time?” Dock placed Din on the flat of her furry paw. She was still a young Ambipom, relatively large for her species, with a purple coat and two oversized hands protruding from her back. “How come, Din? What’s the big hurry? Need a Charizard to protect you from hungry Persians, or what?”
“This has nothing to do with Persians!” hissed Din angrily. She didn’t care for Ambipoms herself, although all the dragons loved them and their furry faces. When the dragons couldn’t sleep they would listen to the strange little songs the Ambipoms sang, and when they felt sad no one could cheer them up as well as those sharp-tongued Ambipom layabouts.
“I’ve got bad news, if you want to know. Extremely bad news,” grumbled Din. “But I’m not telling anyone except Wyvern. Certainly not you!”
“Bad news? Oh, Arceus! What sort of bad news?” Dock scratched her stomach.
“Put-me-down!” snarled Din.
“If you say so. Wouldn’t wanna get shocked after all.” Dock sighed and let Din hop down to the stony floor of the cave. “But he’s still asleep.”
“Then I’m waking him up!” spat the Pikachu, making her way further into the cave, where a fire burned scarlet, keeping the darkness and damp away from the heart of the mountain. Beside its flames the dragon lay asleep, curled up with his head on his paws. His long tail with its flaming tip was coiled around the warmth of the fire. The flames brought a glow to his scales and cast his shadow on the cave wall. Din scurried up to the Charizard, climbed on his paw, and tugged his horn.
“Wyvern!” she shouted. “Wyvern, wake up! They’re coming!”
Sleepily the Charizard raised his head and opened his eyes.
“Oh, it’s you, is it, Din?” he murmured in a rather hoarse voice. “Has the sun set already, then?”
“No, but you must get up all the same! You have to wake up the others!” Din jumped off Wyvern’s paw and scuttled up and down in front of him. “I warned you, I really did- I warned the whole bunch of you, but you wouldn’t listen, oh, no!”
“What’s she talking about?” The Charizard cast an inquiring glance at Dock, who was now sitting by the fire, nibbling a Pecha berry.
“No idea,” said Dock, munching. “She just keeps jabbering on. Well, there’s not much room for sense in a little head like hers.”
“Oh really!” Din gasped indignantly. “Honestly, I ask you, I-”
“Take no notice, Din!” Wyvern rose, stretched his long neck, and shook himself. “She’s in a bad temper because the mist makes her fur damp.”
“Pull the other one!” Din threw Dock a venomous glance. “Ambipoms are always bad-tempered. I’ve been up since sunrise, running my paws off to warn you. And what thanks do I get?” Her brilliant yellow coat was bristling with anger. “I have to listen to her silly fur-brained fancies.”
“Warn us of what?” Dock threw the nibbled remnants of her berry at the wall of the cave. “Oh, great Golbats! Stop winding us all up like this or I’ll tie a knot in your tail!”
“Quiet, Dock!” Wyvern brought his claw down angrily on the fire. Crimson sparks flew into the Ambipom girl’s fur, where they went out like tiny shooting stars.
“All right, all right!” she muttered. “But the way that rat carries on is enough to drive anyone crazy.”
“Oh really? Then you just listen to me!” Din drew herself up to her full height, plated her paws on her hips, and sparks began to fly from her red cheeks. “Humans are coming!” she squeaked, so shrilly that her voice echoed around the cave. “Human beings are coming! You know what that means, you empty-headed monkey? Humans are coming- coming here!”
Suddenly all was deathly quiet.
Dock and Wyvern looked at each other as if they had seen a ghost. But Din was trembling with rage. Her black-tipped ears were aquiver, and her tail twitched back and forth on the cave floor.
Wyvern was the first to move.
“Humans?” he asked, bending his neck and holding out his paw to Din. Looking offended, she scrambled onto it. Wyvern raised her to his eye level. “Are you sure?” he asked.
“Perfectly sure,” replied the Pikachu.
Wyvern bowed his head. “It was bound to happen someday,” he said quietly. “They’re all over the place these days. I think there are more and more of them all the time.”
Dock was still looking stunned. Suddenly she jumped up and spat into the fire. “But that’s impossible!” she cried. “There’s nothing here they’d want, nothing at all!”
“That’s what you think!” The Pikachu bent over so far that she almost fell off Wyvern’s paw. “Don’t talk such nonsense. You’ve mingled with humans, right? There’s nothing they don’t fancy, nothing they don’t want. Forgotten that already, have you?”
“Okay, okay!” muttered Dock. “You’re right. They’re greedy. They want everything for themselves.”
“They do indeed.” The Pikachu nodded. “And I tell you, they’re coming here.”
The fire flared up, and then the flames burned low until the darkness, like some black Pokémon, swallowed them. Only one thing could extinguish Wyvern’s fiery breath so fast and that was sorrow. But the Charizard blew gently on the rocky ground, and flames flickered up once more.
“This is bad news indeed, Din,” said Wyvern. He let Din jump onto his shoulder, and then slowly went to the mouth of the cave. “Come on, Dock,” he said. “We must wake the others.”
“And they won’t be pleased!” growled Dock, smoothing down her ruffled fur and following Wyvern out into the mist.
Note: I do not own Pokemon, nor do I claim to. Charizard, Ambipom, and any other Pokemon in this fic are owned by Nintendo and Gamefreak. The characters Wyvern, Dock, Din and any other original characters from the story are mine however. This story was inspired by both the stories Dragon Rider by Cornelia Funke and the Eragon series by Christopher Paoloni. Any objections to my inspirations is fine but please don't kill my thread in flames.
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#Chimecho#
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Note: Fic is rated PG but there could be occasional PG-13 chapters
Pokemon: Beacon of Fire
Ch.1) Grim News
All was still in the Valley of the Dragons. Mist had drifted in from the sea nearby and was clinging to the mountains. Pidgey twittered uncertainly in the foggy damp, and clouds hid the sun.
A Pikachu came scuttling down the slope, fell head over heels, tumbled down the moss-covered rocks, and picked herself up again.
“Didn’t I say so?” she muttered crossly to herself. “Didn’t I tell them?”
Snuffling, she raised her black nose, listened, and headed toward a group of crooked trees at the foot of the highest mountain.
“I knew before winter,” murmured the electric Pokémon. “Oh, yes, I knew before winter, I could sense it coming, but they wouldn’t believe me, no, not them! They feel safe here. Safe! Huh! Really!”
It was so dark under the trees that you could scarcely see the gaping crevice in the mountainside that swallowed up the mist.
“They don’t know anything,” the Pikachu continued peevishly, “that’s their problem. They know absolutely nothing about the world. Not the least little thing.”
She glanced warily around again, and then disappeared into the crevice in the rock. There was a large cave behind it. The yellow Pokémon scurried in, but she didn’t get far. Someone grabbed her lightning-shaped tail and lifted her up in the air.
“Hi, Din! What are you doing here?”
The Pikachu snapped at the furry fingers that were holding her tight, but all she caught was a mouthful of purple hairs, which she furiously spat out.
“Dock!” she hissed. “Let go of me this instant, you brainless, berry biter! I don’t have time for your silly Ambipom tricks.”
“You don’t have time?” Dock placed Din on the flat of her furry paw. She was still a young Ambipom, relatively large for her species, with a purple coat and two oversized hands protruding from her back. “How come, Din? What’s the big hurry? Need a Charizard to protect you from hungry Persians, or what?”
“This has nothing to do with Persians!” hissed Din angrily. She didn’t care for Ambipoms herself, although all the dragons loved them and their furry faces. When the dragons couldn’t sleep they would listen to the strange little songs the Ambipoms sang, and when they felt sad no one could cheer them up as well as those sharp-tongued Ambipom layabouts.
“I’ve got bad news, if you want to know. Extremely bad news,” grumbled Din. “But I’m not telling anyone except Wyvern. Certainly not you!”
“Bad news? Oh, Arceus! What sort of bad news?” Dock scratched her stomach.
“Put-me-down!” snarled Din.
“If you say so. Wouldn’t wanna get shocked after all.” Dock sighed and let Din hop down to the stony floor of the cave. “But he’s still asleep.”
“Then I’m waking him up!” spat the Pikachu, making her way further into the cave, where a fire burned scarlet, keeping the darkness and damp away from the heart of the mountain. Beside its flames the dragon lay asleep, curled up with his head on his paws. His long tail with its flaming tip was coiled around the warmth of the fire. The flames brought a glow to his scales and cast his shadow on the cave wall. Din scurried up to the Charizard, climbed on his paw, and tugged his horn.
“Wyvern!” she shouted. “Wyvern, wake up! They’re coming!”
Sleepily the Charizard raised his head and opened his eyes.
“Oh, it’s you, is it, Din?” he murmured in a rather hoarse voice. “Has the sun set already, then?”
“No, but you must get up all the same! You have to wake up the others!” Din jumped off Wyvern’s paw and scuttled up and down in front of him. “I warned you, I really did- I warned the whole bunch of you, but you wouldn’t listen, oh, no!”
“What’s she talking about?” The Charizard cast an inquiring glance at Dock, who was now sitting by the fire, nibbling a Pecha berry.
“No idea,” said Dock, munching. “She just keeps jabbering on. Well, there’s not much room for sense in a little head like hers.”
“Oh really!” Din gasped indignantly. “Honestly, I ask you, I-”
“Take no notice, Din!” Wyvern rose, stretched his long neck, and shook himself. “She’s in a bad temper because the mist makes her fur damp.”
“Pull the other one!” Din threw Dock a venomous glance. “Ambipoms are always bad-tempered. I’ve been up since sunrise, running my paws off to warn you. And what thanks do I get?” Her brilliant yellow coat was bristling with anger. “I have to listen to her silly fur-brained fancies.”
“Warn us of what?” Dock threw the nibbled remnants of her berry at the wall of the cave. “Oh, great Golbats! Stop winding us all up like this or I’ll tie a knot in your tail!”
“Quiet, Dock!” Wyvern brought his claw down angrily on the fire. Crimson sparks flew into the Ambipom girl’s fur, where they went out like tiny shooting stars.
“All right, all right!” she muttered. “But the way that rat carries on is enough to drive anyone crazy.”
“Oh really? Then you just listen to me!” Din drew herself up to her full height, plated her paws on her hips, and sparks began to fly from her red cheeks. “Humans are coming!” she squeaked, so shrilly that her voice echoed around the cave. “Human beings are coming! You know what that means, you empty-headed monkey? Humans are coming- coming here!”
Suddenly all was deathly quiet.
Dock and Wyvern looked at each other as if they had seen a ghost. But Din was trembling with rage. Her black-tipped ears were aquiver, and her tail twitched back and forth on the cave floor.
Wyvern was the first to move.
“Humans?” he asked, bending his neck and holding out his paw to Din. Looking offended, she scrambled onto it. Wyvern raised her to his eye level. “Are you sure?” he asked.
“Perfectly sure,” replied the Pikachu.
Wyvern bowed his head. “It was bound to happen someday,” he said quietly. “They’re all over the place these days. I think there are more and more of them all the time.”
Dock was still looking stunned. Suddenly she jumped up and spat into the fire. “But that’s impossible!” she cried. “There’s nothing here they’d want, nothing at all!”
“That’s what you think!” The Pikachu bent over so far that she almost fell off Wyvern’s paw. “Don’t talk such nonsense. You’ve mingled with humans, right? There’s nothing they don’t fancy, nothing they don’t want. Forgotten that already, have you?”
“Okay, okay!” muttered Dock. “You’re right. They’re greedy. They want everything for themselves.”
“They do indeed.” The Pikachu nodded. “And I tell you, they’re coming here.”
The fire flared up, and then the flames burned low until the darkness, like some black Pokémon, swallowed them. Only one thing could extinguish Wyvern’s fiery breath so fast and that was sorrow. But the Charizard blew gently on the rocky ground, and flames flickered up once more.
“This is bad news indeed, Din,” said Wyvern. He let Din jump onto his shoulder, and then slowly went to the mouth of the cave. “Come on, Dock,” he said. “We must wake the others.”
“And they won’t be pleased!” growled Dock, smoothing down her ruffled fur and following Wyvern out into the mist.
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