I have been taking a descriptive writing course and am finally ready to start and finish a fanfic! (sarcastic applause)
Anyways, I've been spacing off in English class recently and have come up with amazing ideas. I'm going to now share my personal favorite.
PROLOGUE:
The storm grew worse with each passing second. Soon the tropical storm became a vicious, unnatural hurricane heading straight for a small, lonely island. On the mountain of this landmass, two legendary birdlike Pokemon slumbered. They awoke at the first sign of the hurricane and both flew into the air. One was silver with blue feathers coming out of his back, while the other had rainbow-colored feathers that, had there been any sunlight, would have gleamed and cast their bright colors over the landmasses it flew over. These two titanic Pokemon ascended into the night sky, facing the coming hurricane.
Glowing with energy, the two Pokemon fired a stream of fire and a burst of water straight at the massive cyclone. The storm didn’t, unlike other hurricanes, give way to the extreme power focused on it. Instead, the swirling mass of clouds seemed to grab the two energy bursts and throw them at the two Pokemon. They wouldn’t be able to withstand the intensity of their own attacks. The rainbow colored bird flew in front of the silver creature and took the full force of both attacks. Shrieking its death-cry, the rainbow colored Pokemon, Ho-oh, plummeted into the ocean and died for the silver colored Pokemon, Lugia.
The hurricane turned a blood red as it headed straight for the Lugia. Lugia tried, once again, to disrupt the storm, using a beam of golden light, commonly known as Aeroblast. The beam of light went straight into the clouds within the hurricane. The crimson clouds gave way, revealing thousands of swirling black shapes with eyes, resembling letters, huddled in a sphere, moving in seemingly random patterns so numerous that you could never count all of. These Pokemon were known as Unown. As their name implies, there is little known about them. Within their sphere was an orb of pure energy. The surface area of this sphere was composed of a shield. The Aeroblast attack was deflected upon contact with the barrier.
The titan of the sea was in shock. Its strongest attack had almost no effect on these creatures. As it simply hovered there, the shield partially opened. The orb of energy within glowed an eerie green, then fired a beam of light, similar in appearance to the Aeroblast attack, straight at the Lugia. The great god of the sea was badly wounded After bleeding to death, the Lugia’s corpse sank to the seafloor. Again recreating the fake hurricane with psychic powers, the Unown hovered away from the battlefield where they had killed not one, but two Pokemon.
Chapter 1
“…and to the eastern edge of the Sevii Islands we will be having light rainfall and a possible cold front.” An anchorman said over the radio.
“And now here’s Jerry with rare Pokemon sightings.” The anchorman said. Kent, a 16 year old trainer, perked up at those words. He had been laying on the nearby sofa with only swimming trunks on to escape the summer heat.
“Today, we have a report of an Entei sighting on the leeward side of Four Island,” Jerry said. Kent was about to run out to the ferry port of Two Island, but then Jerry started talking again, “but it says here that he was sent to prison later for smoking heroin. Experts in the field of Pokemon state that such Pokemon are mythical beings.” He finished.
“Egg-heads,” Kent spat over the sound of a story about John F. Kennedy, “what do they know?” He slowly walked to the sliding glass door on the far side of the room. He had been, ever since he moved to Two Island, especially interested in what were called “shiny Pokemon.” After looking for 3 years with no success, he decided to widen his horizons and look for any rare Pokemon. Kent exited the small house and went into his backyard. His family was quite wealthy, so he bought supplies for a secret retreat. The border of his family’s property supposedly marked by trees, but using a teleporter, Kent could enter a clearing that was otherwise almost unapproachable.
As he stepped on the half-buried warp tile that led to this clearing, his atoms were taken apart and reconstructed at the clearing (the first teleporters like this took a lot of lives). Within the clearing was a small pond filled with Magikarp, a fish-like pokemon that bore a striking resemblance to a koi, except with red scales. One, however, was a bright gold like the morning sun. This one Magikarp was the result of years of Pokemon breeding. Kent took great pride in it. Each morning, he went to his pond and fed his Magikarp some fish flakes, and then, when their meal was over, he would measure each one by weight. As Kent took the golden Magikarp to the tank where he weighed them, it started to glow with a bright light…
Anyways, I've been spacing off in English class recently and have come up with amazing ideas. I'm going to now share my personal favorite.
PROLOGUE:
The storm grew worse with each passing second. Soon the tropical storm became a vicious, unnatural hurricane heading straight for a small, lonely island. On the mountain of this landmass, two legendary birdlike Pokemon slumbered. They awoke at the first sign of the hurricane and both flew into the air. One was silver with blue feathers coming out of his back, while the other had rainbow-colored feathers that, had there been any sunlight, would have gleamed and cast their bright colors over the landmasses it flew over. These two titanic Pokemon ascended into the night sky, facing the coming hurricane.
Glowing with energy, the two Pokemon fired a stream of fire and a burst of water straight at the massive cyclone. The storm didn’t, unlike other hurricanes, give way to the extreme power focused on it. Instead, the swirling mass of clouds seemed to grab the two energy bursts and throw them at the two Pokemon. They wouldn’t be able to withstand the intensity of their own attacks. The rainbow colored bird flew in front of the silver creature and took the full force of both attacks. Shrieking its death-cry, the rainbow colored Pokemon, Ho-oh, plummeted into the ocean and died for the silver colored Pokemon, Lugia.
The hurricane turned a blood red as it headed straight for the Lugia. Lugia tried, once again, to disrupt the storm, using a beam of golden light, commonly known as Aeroblast. The beam of light went straight into the clouds within the hurricane. The crimson clouds gave way, revealing thousands of swirling black shapes with eyes, resembling letters, huddled in a sphere, moving in seemingly random patterns so numerous that you could never count all of. These Pokemon were known as Unown. As their name implies, there is little known about them. Within their sphere was an orb of pure energy. The surface area of this sphere was composed of a shield. The Aeroblast attack was deflected upon contact with the barrier.
The titan of the sea was in shock. Its strongest attack had almost no effect on these creatures. As it simply hovered there, the shield partially opened. The orb of energy within glowed an eerie green, then fired a beam of light, similar in appearance to the Aeroblast attack, straight at the Lugia. The great god of the sea was badly wounded After bleeding to death, the Lugia’s corpse sank to the seafloor. Again recreating the fake hurricane with psychic powers, the Unown hovered away from the battlefield where they had killed not one, but two Pokemon.
Chapter 1
“…and to the eastern edge of the Sevii Islands we will be having light rainfall and a possible cold front.” An anchorman said over the radio.
“And now here’s Jerry with rare Pokemon sightings.” The anchorman said. Kent, a 16 year old trainer, perked up at those words. He had been laying on the nearby sofa with only swimming trunks on to escape the summer heat.
“Today, we have a report of an Entei sighting on the leeward side of Four Island,” Jerry said. Kent was about to run out to the ferry port of Two Island, but then Jerry started talking again, “but it says here that he was sent to prison later for smoking heroin. Experts in the field of Pokemon state that such Pokemon are mythical beings.” He finished.
“Egg-heads,” Kent spat over the sound of a story about John F. Kennedy, “what do they know?” He slowly walked to the sliding glass door on the far side of the room. He had been, ever since he moved to Two Island, especially interested in what were called “shiny Pokemon.” After looking for 3 years with no success, he decided to widen his horizons and look for any rare Pokemon. Kent exited the small house and went into his backyard. His family was quite wealthy, so he bought supplies for a secret retreat. The border of his family’s property supposedly marked by trees, but using a teleporter, Kent could enter a clearing that was otherwise almost unapproachable.
As he stepped on the half-buried warp tile that led to this clearing, his atoms were taken apart and reconstructed at the clearing (the first teleporters like this took a lot of lives). Within the clearing was a small pond filled with Magikarp, a fish-like pokemon that bore a striking resemblance to a koi, except with red scales. One, however, was a bright gold like the morning sun. This one Magikarp was the result of years of Pokemon breeding. Kent took great pride in it. Each morning, he went to his pond and fed his Magikarp some fish flakes, and then, when their meal was over, he would measure each one by weight. As Kent took the golden Magikarp to the tank where he weighed them, it started to glow with a bright light…
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