Zephyr Soul
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...with a MUCH better fic.
Compare this with the old thread and marvel at the differences!
So... here we go.
...oh yeah, forgot this last time. The copyright crap. >.>
Pokemon and almost everything belong to Nintendo/ whoever made it. HOWEVER, the names of the Legendaries, my big secret plot twist D), and basically my entire story belong to me. :K
...also, there are some references to other things as well, and they will be revealed once they appear.
So... NOW you can see Prolougue V2 in all its' glory!
In the deep, dark depths, a darkened creature opened his eyes and heaved a sigh. He closed them again, and contacted with ancient power a being. Within a minute, a small form glided by him.
“What troubles you, Tempest?”
The bigger form blinked. “I try to see what will come, but it is hazy.”
“You know how inaccurate it is.”
A rumble began to grow in the figure’s throat. “Of course I do... Spirit.”
The figure twirled, eyes closed and a small smile on their mouth. A shining purple flash came from the form, shedding off the dark and bathing them both with light.
The first was immense; he towered over the other. He had four scales on his back that were folded in to have minimum resistance to what they were floating in. Most of his body was white, except his scales and underbelly. Two pointed scales, like eyebrows, was what his wisdom- filled eyes rested upon. Two flat feet which he only used for taking off were folded in, so he would be streamlined. Huge wings rested at his sides; they were long, thick, and powerful. Five finger- like eagle feathers protruded from the end, allowing him to correct his course easier in flight.
The other was tiny; barely over one foot tall. The only way her size affected her, however, was greater flexibility. She had very small ears and arms. Her entire body except her eyes were pink; her eyes were a pure crystal blue. She had long feet which were meant for running, but she never ran. Her final feature was an extremely long, thin tail that was about one and a half times her size. She looked rather like a cat.
Despite their appearances, they treated each other as equals. And it was fitting; they were rather close in power.
The dragon- eagle, Tempest, raised a wing to fend off the light. “I wish you would stop showing off your power, Spirit. I am quite used to the dark; i can see quite fine”, he muttered grumpily.
The smaller, Spirit, smiled.”But it’s fun”, she said simply.
He sighed. Spirit would be wise and respected as he was if she wasn’t so playful.
She flicked her long tail, as if to ward off the remaining silliness. “Why have you called me, Tempest?”, she asked, face growing serious.
He sighed. “I have seen something... something you may not recieve well.”
She blinked, then smiled playfully, twirling in the lightened depths. “Why would something scare me, Tempest? I can always prevent it, you know.” Her gaze suddenly flashed with a piercing power. “Or do you doubt my abilities?”
Tempest sighed. “No, I do not”, he murmured. “But, it would be better if you saw... come, share my vision.” It was more request than order, but she did so anyway. After all, what could possibly happen to me anyway? she thought with amusement.
Spirit went and touched a tiny pink paw to one of Tempest’s finger feather, which were about twice her size. Both stiffened, and both eyes glowed blue- the color of Future Sight.
Instantly, before their eyes were a gallery of images- most very, very filled with static, the ones whichhad next to no chance of happening. There were even some which were simply white, never to be seen again. Others were quite clear, save for a small occasional fizzle.
Tempest sighed and concentracted. Spirit gazed at him; he was concentrating on what he wanted to see. Instantly, the images lept before them with great speed; one image suddenly fit into place, then another, and another. Swiftly, others followed until the gallery was filled up once more before their eyes.
Spirit blinked at the image. One showed a human- female, she guessed- pressing odd things on a white object, in front of a very odd screen.
She blinked and turned her gaze. This one showed an odd view of three humans in white suits, walking toward an undetermined destination. They seemed to be speaking intently to another; one was making marks on an odd objects with a pointed yellow thing.
Tempest turned to her and motioned silently to an image. Eyes suddenly fearful, she floated to it slowly, as if cautious of what it might hold.
There were two images, signaling that ther was split realities. One showed a boy, among a-
She gasped in horror. The entire structure was covered with Pokemon, who were battering away fiercely at each other. The boy was watching with sorrow in his eyes the one who was not- a small, yellow mouse facing one identical to him, except for the other being ferocious. The other threw his short arms in the air in anger, shouting something. The calm one slowly shook his head. Angered, the ferocious one charged him, throwing him to the floor hard.
The boy’s eyes widened, and he scurried down stone, falling heavily down. Two other humans rused over to him with worry on their faces, but he brushed them off and slowly stood up to see something.
Spirit’s heart skipped a beat.
Two giant orbs- pink and blue- encased two creatures. The one under the blue was tall, almost human[ like with a purple body and long, thick tail. He faced the other challengingly, the one in the pink who looked equally determined.
The only thing was...
The one in the pink orb...
Was Spirit.
Cold sweat came from the watching Spirit’s neck. She continued watching, unable to break her petrified gaze.
The boy walked slowly to the two.
Both, on unspoken signal, dropped their orbvs and were incased with azure and rose flame. Both fired beams at each other at the same time-
To meet the boy who had run in, trying to stop them.
The picture fizzled, and then replayed again.
Spirit felt moisture gathering in her eyes, ad odd thing she was not accustomed to. She felt a great pull on her heart, though, and it enveloped her in its hopeless embrace.
It seemed like a very long time before she felt a soft something on her. She turned, to see Tempest, his eyes filled with remorse. “I am sorry”, he murmured. “I didn’t see that one... I was too interested with the other.” He sighed, then turned her gently to the other image.
It was greatly shorter. There was only a small image, which replayed over and over again. She stared, once more held in an iron grip.
It was the same scene, except the humans in the othe rpicture were not there. There was only one human girl, who looked with sorrow at the same being that had been encased in the blue orb in the other image. There was a light...
Then it changed back to the start.
Spirit blinked in confusion as Tempest sighed once more. “Let us go back”, he murmured gently. He blinked, long and slowly, and the image falshed past once more, in the opposite direction of last time before they ran out.
He turned with sorrow to the figure beside him... then he grew very confused.
Spirit had fled, the images too much for her.
He sighed.
“So it shall be.”
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Thump, thump, thump, thump...
The endless marching filled the human walls.
A small girl looked around, bewildered, as another human, shaded in black, smiled nastily.
“It has begun.”
...with a MUCH better fic.
Compare this with the old thread and marvel at the differences! So... here we go.
...oh yeah, forgot this last time. The copyright crap. >.>
Pokemon and almost everything belong to Nintendo/ whoever made it.
HOWEVER, the names of the Legendaries, my big secret plot twist D), and basically my entire story belong to me. :K...also, there are some references to other things as well, and they will be revealed once they appear.
So... NOW you can see Prolougue V2 in all its' glory!
Prolouge
In the Heart of Rocket
In the Heart of Rocket
In the deep, dark depths, a darkened creature opened his eyes and heaved a sigh. He closed them again, and contacted with ancient power a being. Within a minute, a small form glided by him.
“What troubles you, Tempest?”
The bigger form blinked. “I try to see what will come, but it is hazy.”
“You know how inaccurate it is.”
A rumble began to grow in the figure’s throat. “Of course I do... Spirit.”
The figure twirled, eyes closed and a small smile on their mouth. A shining purple flash came from the form, shedding off the dark and bathing them both with light.
The first was immense; he towered over the other. He had four scales on his back that were folded in to have minimum resistance to what they were floating in. Most of his body was white, except his scales and underbelly. Two pointed scales, like eyebrows, was what his wisdom- filled eyes rested upon. Two flat feet which he only used for taking off were folded in, so he would be streamlined. Huge wings rested at his sides; they were long, thick, and powerful. Five finger- like eagle feathers protruded from the end, allowing him to correct his course easier in flight.
The other was tiny; barely over one foot tall. The only way her size affected her, however, was greater flexibility. She had very small ears and arms. Her entire body except her eyes were pink; her eyes were a pure crystal blue. She had long feet which were meant for running, but she never ran. Her final feature was an extremely long, thin tail that was about one and a half times her size. She looked rather like a cat.
Despite their appearances, they treated each other as equals. And it was fitting; they were rather close in power.
The dragon- eagle, Tempest, raised a wing to fend off the light. “I wish you would stop showing off your power, Spirit. I am quite used to the dark; i can see quite fine”, he muttered grumpily.
The smaller, Spirit, smiled.”But it’s fun”, she said simply.
He sighed. Spirit would be wise and respected as he was if she wasn’t so playful.
She flicked her long tail, as if to ward off the remaining silliness. “Why have you called me, Tempest?”, she asked, face growing serious.
He sighed. “I have seen something... something you may not recieve well.”
She blinked, then smiled playfully, twirling in the lightened depths. “Why would something scare me, Tempest? I can always prevent it, you know.” Her gaze suddenly flashed with a piercing power. “Or do you doubt my abilities?”
Tempest sighed. “No, I do not”, he murmured. “But, it would be better if you saw... come, share my vision.” It was more request than order, but she did so anyway. After all, what could possibly happen to me anyway? she thought with amusement.
Spirit went and touched a tiny pink paw to one of Tempest’s finger feather, which were about twice her size. Both stiffened, and both eyes glowed blue- the color of Future Sight.
Instantly, before their eyes were a gallery of images- most very, very filled with static, the ones whichhad next to no chance of happening. There were even some which were simply white, never to be seen again. Others were quite clear, save for a small occasional fizzle.
Tempest sighed and concentracted. Spirit gazed at him; he was concentrating on what he wanted to see. Instantly, the images lept before them with great speed; one image suddenly fit into place, then another, and another. Swiftly, others followed until the gallery was filled up once more before their eyes.
Spirit blinked at the image. One showed a human- female, she guessed- pressing odd things on a white object, in front of a very odd screen.
She blinked and turned her gaze. This one showed an odd view of three humans in white suits, walking toward an undetermined destination. They seemed to be speaking intently to another; one was making marks on an odd objects with a pointed yellow thing.
Tempest turned to her and motioned silently to an image. Eyes suddenly fearful, she floated to it slowly, as if cautious of what it might hold.
There were two images, signaling that ther was split realities. One showed a boy, among a-
She gasped in horror. The entire structure was covered with Pokemon, who were battering away fiercely at each other. The boy was watching with sorrow in his eyes the one who was not- a small, yellow mouse facing one identical to him, except for the other being ferocious. The other threw his short arms in the air in anger, shouting something. The calm one slowly shook his head. Angered, the ferocious one charged him, throwing him to the floor hard.
The boy’s eyes widened, and he scurried down stone, falling heavily down. Two other humans rused over to him with worry on their faces, but he brushed them off and slowly stood up to see something.
Spirit’s heart skipped a beat.
Two giant orbs- pink and blue- encased two creatures. The one under the blue was tall, almost human[ like with a purple body and long, thick tail. He faced the other challengingly, the one in the pink who looked equally determined.
The only thing was...
The one in the pink orb...
Was Spirit.
Cold sweat came from the watching Spirit’s neck. She continued watching, unable to break her petrified gaze.
The boy walked slowly to the two.
Both, on unspoken signal, dropped their orbvs and were incased with azure and rose flame. Both fired beams at each other at the same time-
To meet the boy who had run in, trying to stop them.
The picture fizzled, and then replayed again.
Spirit felt moisture gathering in her eyes, ad odd thing she was not accustomed to. She felt a great pull on her heart, though, and it enveloped her in its hopeless embrace.
It seemed like a very long time before she felt a soft something on her. She turned, to see Tempest, his eyes filled with remorse. “I am sorry”, he murmured. “I didn’t see that one... I was too interested with the other.” He sighed, then turned her gently to the other image.
It was greatly shorter. There was only a small image, which replayed over and over again. She stared, once more held in an iron grip.
It was the same scene, except the humans in the othe rpicture were not there. There was only one human girl, who looked with sorrow at the same being that had been encased in the blue orb in the other image. There was a light...
Then it changed back to the start.
Spirit blinked in confusion as Tempest sighed once more. “Let us go back”, he murmured gently. He blinked, long and slowly, and the image falshed past once more, in the opposite direction of last time before they ran out.
He turned with sorrow to the figure beside him... then he grew very confused.
Spirit had fled, the images too much for her.
He sighed.
“So it shall be.”
------------------------------------------
Thump, thump, thump, thump...
The endless marching filled the human walls.
A small girl looked around, bewildered, as another human, shaded in black, smiled nastily.
“It has begun.”