K I'm going to try and update ALL my characters so we're not all left in the dark
Airen Stone
Goldenrod Underground
Airen waited curiously as the man pulled out the box to reveal all kinds of cloaks and garments. Her eyes danced across them as if they were the finest in all the region until she noticed that the emblem was in there too, plain as day.
Airen was interested in this robe, but more of why it was so special.
"So, what's so interesting about this cloak?" She asked much more boldly then her nature allowed.
The man looked around.
"These robes were worn by the council that used to govern Johto, before the real government was established. Before our time. This was used in the days of Royalty." His voice became darker, "I can't tell you all the details, for I do not know them myself, but what I do know is that these robes are worn by a society that which does not have a name."
A society? That has no name? Wait a second! These were the same cloaks the men chasing her were wearing!
"How did you get these? Do you sell them?" Her voice got quieter.
"I've only had one man buy one from me recently and it was only because he threatened to turn me in." The man sneered.
So this man could be using the cloak as a disguise while blending in with the rest of those cloaked freaks...
"Do you think, I can have one?" She asked gingerly.
He gave a snickering smile. "You got cash?"
Airen lifted her head back and sighed nervously. "Uh, well, not enough that your looking for I'm sure."
His eyes darted to her ruby necklace that the stranger in these garbs had given her.
"That's a fine necklace, my dear..."
"It's not for sale." Airen quickly rebuttled.
"Aw, are you sure?" He said, his hand practically reaching over the counter.
"I think I'll be going now, bye!" she said quickly before darting up the stairs and back into the streets of Goldenrod.
Well, she did find some stuff out about the robes, and those jerks. Sadly though, not much about the man who gave her the necklace. She sighed. It doesn't matter anyway. Airen quickly decided that maybe she should just head home. There wasn't anything for her to find here.
Airen walked off into the crowd, unknowing that the two men had spotted her again and were right on her heels.
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Soran Avani
The Ice Path
Soran calmly paced into the sub-zero cavern. She took a deep breath and held it.
'It's going to be fine.' she said to herself, 'You're going to find whatever pokemon that you need to find, just stay calm.' she let out the breath she was holding and a small cloud emerged from her mouth. Her breath of fog dissipated into the freezing cave showing how cold and how fast it could take something away. She had to be careful.
Umbreon was safely in his pokeball so Soran didn't have to worry about anyone but herself in this situation.
Those visions, those powers she exhibited, think Soran, think! What pokemon could...Wait!! What did those visions have in them?
Soran thought back to the dream where she saw a number of 40-something kids and teenagers faces, but what else did they have?
Her thoughts shot back to when she was in the cavern with Clair, the dragon gym leader, let's see....There was a man, only he wasn't a man, he had a tail and unnatural purple-gray eyes.
That's it! That had to be the pokemon that was her legendary. Question was, who was it?
Soran counted out the specifics again and her only thought had to be,
Mewtwo...
Soran let out a gasp and jumped with the frigid air.
"Who said that?" She looked around. "I said, who said that?!" Only the wind howling through the cave was her answer. "Answer me!!" she shouted in an animal like scream.
Calm down, the voice was stern and slightly dark. Stop shouting and pouting like a spoiled child there was a small chuckle.
"Mewtwo?" Soran called out to the darkness.
I'm here...follow my voice another chuckle followed, and Soran seemed to have no other choice but to go on towards the dark mannered voice.
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Storm Smith
Vermillion City gym
Storm waited and listened as Lt. Surge and Jon continued on with their conversation about the legendaries. Jon was suddenly startled by something and was about to say who-knows-what, when his Rotom shocked him saying, "MIND YOUR LANGUAGE." Or something along those lines.
Storm looked around him and realized just how many children/young adults had actually gathered with them. He looked over to Jasper whom he was sure that he would be bent on finding Kyurem alone. That monster pokemon, what could it really be like? Could it be misunderstood?
Storm shook the thoughts from his head and made his way towards Lt. Surge and Jon.
He made a decision and he needed to go on it.
"Jon," Storm started, "Surge," he nodded in respect. "I think its time for me to pursure my legendary. Who knows," Storm chuckled, "Maybe it'll come find me," He laughed nervously, knowing that legendaries had unexpected and impossible to read behaviors, or at least so he thought.
"But I think we all need to decide something," Storm raised his voice to all of the others. "I think we need to determine which legendary is 'ours' so to speak, if we can. We should be able to find them if they really are looking for us as well, but aside from that we should now decide if we need to all together to find one another's legendary, or go in small groups. If we do that, we need to make a spot we can all come back and meet at." Storm waited for a reply from the crowd of legendary children, while Lt. Surge chuckled at Storm's revelation.
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Haley Bizieff
In a lab, Cinnabar Island
Haley was forcibly pulled into the lab by the man before he shut it with a loud slam and locked it tight. The ten year old looked around like a frightened lost puppy, unaware of what exactly was happening.
The scientists looked to her like a prize as a man who looked of great importance came forward. He wore a coat unlike the other men in the lab. His had an insignia on it unlike any she had ever seen, but she was still confused.
"My dear," He said hesitantly before approaching her, "What was it that you heard here today?"
Haley stamered, trying to get her words out.
"Spit it out now," he said impatiently tapping his foot.
"I-I heard," her voice quieted. "Screams. I heard screams of pain and sorrow." The description was beyond her years, but the men merely looked at each other. The man threw his hand down and signaled something to his colleages.
Suddenly the room filled with the light of electricity and it filled with screams once again.
"NOO!" Haley screamed with it, "Stop it, STOP IT!" She screamed to the top of her lungs and the man ordered the other to stop.
"Why are you doing this to me?" Haley cried.
The man came up and directed her to a chamber filled with blue fluid.
"There are no screams, child." he spoke quietly. "If there are, then only you can hear them."
Haley leaned in and pressed her hands on the glass tube that encompassed the fluid. Deep inside she could see a figure floating within with multiple wires attached to it. Instantly a vision encompassed Haley's sight and she saw the night she saw all those faces in her dream along with a pink being. Like a cat, it was. It's big blue eyes and pink fur, with its cute long tail.
"Mew..." Haley said with aghast horror. "What have you done to her?" Tears filled her eyes and she pressed her face to the glass. She could just barely see the Mew floating inside as it opened its eyes and looked to Haley, both with fear and pain, but also with relief and joy. Why?
"How-"
"We found it inside the mansion on the island." The man said, and Haley's rage soared. "We are now performing experiments that could benefit mankind forever. Once we're done, we could make Mew's or any pokemon we wanted."
Haley's fists balled up.
"But you are special, you are connected to this pokemon somehow, able to feel its pain, its sorrow, its-
"Anger!" Haley screamed as she banged on the glass as hard as she could. "Let her out!"
The scientists gasped and rushed towards her to stop her, but Haley picked up a nearby chair and slammed it with all her might, along with some inhuman strength and broke the glass. The vile fluid spewed from the chamber and Mew disconnected herself from the machine.
"You vile and dispicable child!" The scientist yelled as he raised his own fist to her.
"No, she's not!" She heard a voice filled with confidence and she felt small paws wrap around her head just before she teleported from sight.
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Leon Martin
Around his home island
Leon flew atop Mystic, his female Flygon as the men pursued on their Salamence.
What was he doing? Running away from a fight? He had beaten all 8 gyms for Pete's sake!
"Mystic, back to the island!" Mystic veered back to the island and Leon leaped off, his chocolate brown hair blowing in the gale that assaulted the island.
"Come and get me!" he yelled out to them and they followed suit. Not too long afterwards, they both came down and tried to attack him.
"Come with us, you must!" the man yelled out with his companion.
"Why so you can ship me off to some wacky shack with your creepy friend there?" He rebuttled. "Not a chance, not on my home you don't."
Mystic took to the skies without order and shot another hyperbeam to the men and their Salamence knocking said pokemon out after it was exhausted from the last blast.
"Who are you, exactly?" Leon called back.
"We are men who have come to right the wrong of this world, we are the good guys while the other slackers of the world destroy the world. With your help, we could make the world a better place." The man laughed almost hysterically.
"No, really? That's what every other team that has tried to ruin our homes had said." Leon's brow furrowed as Mystic backed him up. "Just leave,"
"Fine, I see we've come at an incovinient time, but don't think this is why we leave so easily. You will have to face your destiney at one time or another boy."
The companion sent out a Gallade.
"Farewell for now, Child of Latios!" He cried before they teleported away.
OoC: Whew, lots of writing!