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Angel of Chaos
After ten months of writing, I have finally finished Aftermath, the second arc in my Chronicles of the Chosen One series. Which brings me to this, the start if the third arc. Before we delve into the upcoming story, I want to explain some things that may be unclear or that you may have a question on.
First of all, you do not need to read ANY of my former fics to understand this one. All of the backstory you need will be build right into this story. If you want to, you may read Aftermath, which will give you a little summary of the first arc. I repeat, you DO NOT NEED TO READ ANY OF MY FORMER FICS TO UNDERSTAND THIS ONE. There, moving on…
This is a journeyfic. But, before you sigh and turn away, read the following. This is not the usual first trainer journey type of deal. All of the trainers and coordinators in this fic have been training for YEARS. Most of them are 17 years old and having been training since they were 10. When you’ve been training for seven years, you aren’t going to have the same type of journey experience as a rookie trainer would have.
Thirdly, this fic takes place 17 years after Aftermath and follows the Platinum storyline..but only roughly. This means that the gym leaders will be older, some characters have different roles, and technology is more advanced. Let me go ahead and tell you that this takes place in the year 2024. The prologue takes place a few months after Aftermath.
Last, but not least, PLEASE REVIEW. Some people have a habit of reading, but not reviewing. I love criticism. I thrive on it. But, be respectful to me and other reviewers. And please do not spam. I don’t just want a review like, “Oh, that was so good.” TELL ME why it was good. Also, you may PM, VM, or simply put in your post that you want to be put on the PM list. I am wiping my Aftermath PM list completely, so if you were on the Aftermath list, you still need to indicate if you want to be put in the Shadow and Light list.
Now, without further ado, here is the prologue, fit with as many quotes, legends, and scenes than you can shake a stick at. Enjoy.
Shadow and Light
Rated PG-13
<<Now I saw when the Lamb opened one of the seals; and I heard one of the four living creatures saying with a voice like thunder, “Come and see.” And I looked, and behold, a white horse. And he who sat on it had a bow; and a crown was given to him, and he went out conquering and to conquer. – Revelation 6:1-2>>
The struggle between good and evil
Reigns over this earth and its people
Hell sent the Shadow and heaven sent Quamachi
In the Great War between sky, land, and sea
A demon arose after the last battle
Sent so the six powers would be rattled
The Dimensional Warrior rose to this fight
And saved Quamachi from her plight
Now a time of peace has come to the Earth
And the Chosen One has finally given birth
But the struggle between angel and demon must be made right
So here will rise the Daughter of Shadow and Light.
Prologue
The chains around his wrists scorched his flesh and he panted, his body covered in sweat. He could find no relief from the fiery heat that surrounded him. Waves of pain scorched through him, causing him to drift in and out of consciousness. He could barely see anything through his bloodshot eyes, so when he came into consciousness, the only senses he had of his surroundings were the scent of sulfur, the burn of the chains, and the screams of the damned. During his conscious states, he mulled over the irony of his situation. For millennia, he had dragged mortals to hell. Now he himself was imprisoned in its depths.
Months passed by. He had no contact with any other living thing…at least in reality. In his dreams, he had memories of his former victims. He felt no guilt. It was impossible for him to feel guilt. Guiltlessness was built into every fiber of his being. He only felt pity for himself and for what he had become. Once one of the strongest demons in hell, he now was the lowest, looked down upon and shamed by the others. He started to lose his mind from lack of contact. He started to have hallucinations in which he was destroyed numerous times by the same purple light. His hallucinations had almost happened once…almost…
He heard footsteps sound out in front of him and he froze, struggling to open his eyes. Was he hallucinating once again? Suddenly, the pain and heat that surrounded him melted away. His eyes cleared, and his heart panged with terror at the demon who stood in front of him, for she of all other demons in hell was to be feared greatly.
She pushed a long stream of inky black hair out of her pale face, which held no color in it, especially in her eyes. Her eyes were devoid of color, completely black and soulless. She wore a long black coat that brushed against the stone floor around her feet, a low cut black shirt, long black pants, and black stiletto boots. She was tall, taller than he. Her presence was indeed intimidating, the dark aura surrounding her stronger than any other demon he had ever met. Her eyes were exceptionally cruel, as was her smile when she saw him.
“Well, well, well. If it isn’t Ojinan, the Shadow’s mentor.” She reached up and grabbed his face, jerking it around so that he could look straight into her eyes. He burned him to the core to look into them. “You had quite a struggle with the Dimensional Warrior, didn’t you?” She laughed. “You are so lucky that I saved your *** from being destroyed when that dimension caved in on you.” She let go of his face and he sighed in relief as she turned away from her, tapping her foot against the stone floor. “But your luck has run out. You failed in your assignment. I was explicitally clear when I sent you to the earthly realm: if you failed, you would face the wrath of destruction.”
Ojinan’s body tensed up in fear as her smile grew larger and darker. “Good-bye, Ojinan.” She whispered, turning around and walking off. His screams reverberated off of the stone walls, causing some of the demons in the chamber to flinch. When the screams ceased, a pile of ashes was left in Ojinan’s place.
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Too many voices echoed throughout the meeting hall. It was too loud. Katharine whimpered a bit as the sounds reached her sensitive ears. I clutched her closer to my chest, my eyes sweeping over the room as panic rose up inside my chest. What were they going to do with her? It seemed as if more legendaries than just the six major powers were in attendance. All were in their Aquapolian…mortal…forms. I caught a glimpse of a pair of bright pink eyes to my right. A young woman with bright pink hair swept up into a bun at the back of her head smiled sadly at me. I tried to smile back, but I was too nervous to do so. Still, I was glad to have my old friend Mew by my side in the matter.
I cradled Katharine even closer, brushing back her fast growing black hair. Her hair was the same color as her father’s, dark as night. She was asleep, but I longed to wake her so that I could catch a glimpse of her soft Aquapolian crystal eyes that mirrored my own. I looked back up at the long marble table that sat in front of me. The six powers were already seated, every one of them silent, studying the child in my arms. I averted my eyes from their gaze, not wishing to meet the eyes of the man sitting between the powers of time and dimension. His eyes used to be a steely grey shade of blue, intimidating and piercing. They had not lost their affect when they had changed colors to a soft and pearly pink. I knew he was watching me and his grand-niece with a careful eye, making sure no one approached us the wrong way. He had always been protective of me, and even before Katharine was born, he was protective of her. We had a close father and daughter bond, though he was technically my uncle.
The noise in the room quieted down as a fairly tall angel approached the platform were the six powers sat. She pushed back her white robes and sat down between the powers of sky and dimension, her bright blue eyes alighting on me and Katharine. Her hair was so long, it touched the ground around her chair, brushing it softly with a golden sheen. She cleared her throat before she spoke, her voice deep with an authoritative edge to it.
“This Angel Council meeting will now begin. Before us, we have a strange, but important, case. As you know, the Chosen One, an angel, has given birth to a daughter, whose father is a mortal. Furthermore, she was not married to him when she knew him in her mortal state during the Great War that ended last year on Earth. Now…we must make a decision about this child’s future. She has inherited an eclectic string of traits from her parents, including a both mortal and immortal nature. As far as her immortal nature is considered, she is half angel and half demon.” I heard a few gasps at this statement, and I groaned. Katharine had two paths to travel down. I was sure she would travel down the path of righteousness.
Of course, Athena loved to twist words. She loathed me. Why? She was the head of the Angel Council, but she was not the most powerful angel in heaven. That gift had been given to me for the purpose of my fighting the Shadow and the Demon Council. She hated that I held more power than she did. She thought she had deserved to be named as the Chosen One. “As some of you know,” she looked over at the power of space. “the father is a former Shadow Follower, forced into service when he was quite young. We must make a decision today. Should she be allowed to stay with her mother here in heaven or be taken to her father down on Earth, never to be allowed access to her mother again?”
I knew full well what Athena would choose. Luckily, there were six other voters on the council, and at least one of them would vote in my favor. As the council discussed the matter amongst themselves, I met Cyrus’ eye, silently pleading for him to help me. He looked away, avoiding my gaze. He could only do so much; his vote only counted once.
It took the council a full half an hour to decided Katharine’s fate. I started to rock back and forth, humming to the tiny child in my arms songs that I hoped she remembered for years to come. If she was sent to Earth, I wanted her to have at least a faint memory of me. I tried to look as motherly as I could. If I looked as if I would just crumble apart at the very thought of them taking away my baby, they may take pity on me.
But angels took no pity on the sins of other angels. The council quieted down as Athena stood and fixed her eyes on me, a spark of cruel happiness shining in her eyes. Who said that angels were innocent? I would like to bring him personally to heaven, show him Athena, and ask him if he would like to change his statement. “The Angel Council has deliberated, and we have decided that the child must be taken to Earth to stay with her father and that you are to be banned from seeing both of them…even when they expire.”
Though I had expected this decision, I started to cry, sobbing as I clutched Katharine even closer to my chest. The six powers looked away, none wanting to meet my eyes except for Cyrus. I then realized that five of them had voted against my favor. The meeting ended and the rest of the legendaries filed out of the temple, several shooting sad glances at me. A young man with dark blue hair and bright yellow eyes nodded silently at me as he walked out. Lucario was completely faithful to me as was Mew. They both agreed that I should have kept Katharine.
Mew approached me as Athena and five of the six powers left the temple. “Athena gave me the job of taking Katharine to Kirio.” I drew in a sharp breath. Surely, they didn’t expect me to give her up without being able to spend at least another day with her. Mew nodded silently, reading the expression on my face. “Athena wants her gone…as soon as possible. I’ll make sure she gets to Kirio safely. I promise.” She glanced down. “You may spend another minute or so with her, but I need to take her before the hour is finished.”
I lowered my gaze to Katharine’s eyes, which were open and sparkling with an Aquapolian crystal sheen. Kissing her forehead, I pressed my cheek against hers, whispering, “I wish you a safe journey, an exciting life, close friends, and a man who will love you for being who you are. Travel safely, my little Chosen One.” I looked up and reluctantly let Mew take Katharine from my arms. “Good-bye,” I whispered as they disappeared, leaving me…alone.
I could feel his presence behind me instantly. I closed my eyes, willing myself to turn around, but as he put a hand on my shoulder, I knew I wouldn’t be able to keep back the tears burning behind my eyes. I swung around and buried my face in his chest, sobbing violently. “Why? Why did they have to take her?” I wailed.
Cyrus wrapped his arms around me and placed his chin on my head. “Kirio will take care of her, don’t worry. One day…I’m sure you will see her and Kirio again.”
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The chamber was musty, causing Athena to recoil from the walls. The deepest parts of the Cave of Origin had been untouched for millennia, causing them to become moldy and filled with cobwebs. She brushed some aside as she entered the large chamber, remembering her confrontation with the head demon of the Demon Council three thousand years earlier. They had decided the occurance of the first and second Great Wars which had ravaged first the Aquapolians, then the humans of the Earth.
The altar in the middle of the chamber had not changed in three millennia. Athena stood beside it, brushing away the cobwebs on its surface as she waited for Nyx. The demon was always hard to deal with, and Athena knew for a fact that this time, she would be especially difficult. Nyx entered the chamber a few minutes later, her usual cruel smile plastered across her face. Athena sighed as she entered the chamber.
“What is it this time, Nyx?” She asked, though she knew something big was about to happen. They were here to decide the next big legend, she was sure.
“I propose that there be another legend to be written. Since the Chosen One’s daughter is now on the Earth, the third of the three Heavenly Warriors is on Earth. There will be a battle. We will provide an opponent for her. Each side will receive one helper, one for the heavenly side and one for hell’s side. Any other help will break the contract. Deal?”
Athena groaned. Was there to be another Great War? After two wars, the heavenly side had come out as victorious, but it came at a great price to mortal life. Still, she was sure they would be victorious once again…but there was still the matter of the Chosen One’s daughter’s affiliation. Half angel and half demon…which side would she choose?
“Fine,” Athena consented. “But remember, Nyx, the more wars we rage on the Earth, the sooner the End of Days arrives.”
“Oh, yes, Athena…I know that quite well.”
And so the next adventure begins! The first chapter will begin the 17 year time jump. Please read and review! And I will see you when the first chapter is complete.
First of all, you do not need to read ANY of my former fics to understand this one. All of the backstory you need will be build right into this story. If you want to, you may read Aftermath, which will give you a little summary of the first arc. I repeat, you DO NOT NEED TO READ ANY OF MY FORMER FICS TO UNDERSTAND THIS ONE. There, moving on…
This is a journeyfic. But, before you sigh and turn away, read the following. This is not the usual first trainer journey type of deal. All of the trainers and coordinators in this fic have been training for YEARS. Most of them are 17 years old and having been training since they were 10. When you’ve been training for seven years, you aren’t going to have the same type of journey experience as a rookie trainer would have.
Thirdly, this fic takes place 17 years after Aftermath and follows the Platinum storyline..but only roughly. This means that the gym leaders will be older, some characters have different roles, and technology is more advanced. Let me go ahead and tell you that this takes place in the year 2024. The prologue takes place a few months after Aftermath.
Last, but not least, PLEASE REVIEW. Some people have a habit of reading, but not reviewing. I love criticism. I thrive on it. But, be respectful to me and other reviewers. And please do not spam. I don’t just want a review like, “Oh, that was so good.” TELL ME why it was good. Also, you may PM, VM, or simply put in your post that you want to be put on the PM list. I am wiping my Aftermath PM list completely, so if you were on the Aftermath list, you still need to indicate if you want to be put in the Shadow and Light list.
Now, without further ado, here is the prologue, fit with as many quotes, legends, and scenes than you can shake a stick at. Enjoy.
Shadow and Light
Rated PG-13
<<Now I saw when the Lamb opened one of the seals; and I heard one of the four living creatures saying with a voice like thunder, “Come and see.” And I looked, and behold, a white horse. And he who sat on it had a bow; and a crown was given to him, and he went out conquering and to conquer. – Revelation 6:1-2>>
The struggle between good and evil
Reigns over this earth and its people
Hell sent the Shadow and heaven sent Quamachi
In the Great War between sky, land, and sea
A demon arose after the last battle
Sent so the six powers would be rattled
The Dimensional Warrior rose to this fight
And saved Quamachi from her plight
Now a time of peace has come to the Earth
And the Chosen One has finally given birth
But the struggle between angel and demon must be made right
So here will rise the Daughter of Shadow and Light.
Prologue
The chains around his wrists scorched his flesh and he panted, his body covered in sweat. He could find no relief from the fiery heat that surrounded him. Waves of pain scorched through him, causing him to drift in and out of consciousness. He could barely see anything through his bloodshot eyes, so when he came into consciousness, the only senses he had of his surroundings were the scent of sulfur, the burn of the chains, and the screams of the damned. During his conscious states, he mulled over the irony of his situation. For millennia, he had dragged mortals to hell. Now he himself was imprisoned in its depths.
Months passed by. He had no contact with any other living thing…at least in reality. In his dreams, he had memories of his former victims. He felt no guilt. It was impossible for him to feel guilt. Guiltlessness was built into every fiber of his being. He only felt pity for himself and for what he had become. Once one of the strongest demons in hell, he now was the lowest, looked down upon and shamed by the others. He started to lose his mind from lack of contact. He started to have hallucinations in which he was destroyed numerous times by the same purple light. His hallucinations had almost happened once…almost…
He heard footsteps sound out in front of him and he froze, struggling to open his eyes. Was he hallucinating once again? Suddenly, the pain and heat that surrounded him melted away. His eyes cleared, and his heart panged with terror at the demon who stood in front of him, for she of all other demons in hell was to be feared greatly.
She pushed a long stream of inky black hair out of her pale face, which held no color in it, especially in her eyes. Her eyes were devoid of color, completely black and soulless. She wore a long black coat that brushed against the stone floor around her feet, a low cut black shirt, long black pants, and black stiletto boots. She was tall, taller than he. Her presence was indeed intimidating, the dark aura surrounding her stronger than any other demon he had ever met. Her eyes were exceptionally cruel, as was her smile when she saw him.
“Well, well, well. If it isn’t Ojinan, the Shadow’s mentor.” She reached up and grabbed his face, jerking it around so that he could look straight into her eyes. He burned him to the core to look into them. “You had quite a struggle with the Dimensional Warrior, didn’t you?” She laughed. “You are so lucky that I saved your *** from being destroyed when that dimension caved in on you.” She let go of his face and he sighed in relief as she turned away from her, tapping her foot against the stone floor. “But your luck has run out. You failed in your assignment. I was explicitally clear when I sent you to the earthly realm: if you failed, you would face the wrath of destruction.”
Ojinan’s body tensed up in fear as her smile grew larger and darker. “Good-bye, Ojinan.” She whispered, turning around and walking off. His screams reverberated off of the stone walls, causing some of the demons in the chamber to flinch. When the screams ceased, a pile of ashes was left in Ojinan’s place.
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Too many voices echoed throughout the meeting hall. It was too loud. Katharine whimpered a bit as the sounds reached her sensitive ears. I clutched her closer to my chest, my eyes sweeping over the room as panic rose up inside my chest. What were they going to do with her? It seemed as if more legendaries than just the six major powers were in attendance. All were in their Aquapolian…mortal…forms. I caught a glimpse of a pair of bright pink eyes to my right. A young woman with bright pink hair swept up into a bun at the back of her head smiled sadly at me. I tried to smile back, but I was too nervous to do so. Still, I was glad to have my old friend Mew by my side in the matter.
I cradled Katharine even closer, brushing back her fast growing black hair. Her hair was the same color as her father’s, dark as night. She was asleep, but I longed to wake her so that I could catch a glimpse of her soft Aquapolian crystal eyes that mirrored my own. I looked back up at the long marble table that sat in front of me. The six powers were already seated, every one of them silent, studying the child in my arms. I averted my eyes from their gaze, not wishing to meet the eyes of the man sitting between the powers of time and dimension. His eyes used to be a steely grey shade of blue, intimidating and piercing. They had not lost their affect when they had changed colors to a soft and pearly pink. I knew he was watching me and his grand-niece with a careful eye, making sure no one approached us the wrong way. He had always been protective of me, and even before Katharine was born, he was protective of her. We had a close father and daughter bond, though he was technically my uncle.
The noise in the room quieted down as a fairly tall angel approached the platform were the six powers sat. She pushed back her white robes and sat down between the powers of sky and dimension, her bright blue eyes alighting on me and Katharine. Her hair was so long, it touched the ground around her chair, brushing it softly with a golden sheen. She cleared her throat before she spoke, her voice deep with an authoritative edge to it.
“This Angel Council meeting will now begin. Before us, we have a strange, but important, case. As you know, the Chosen One, an angel, has given birth to a daughter, whose father is a mortal. Furthermore, she was not married to him when she knew him in her mortal state during the Great War that ended last year on Earth. Now…we must make a decision about this child’s future. She has inherited an eclectic string of traits from her parents, including a both mortal and immortal nature. As far as her immortal nature is considered, she is half angel and half demon.” I heard a few gasps at this statement, and I groaned. Katharine had two paths to travel down. I was sure she would travel down the path of righteousness.
Of course, Athena loved to twist words. She loathed me. Why? She was the head of the Angel Council, but she was not the most powerful angel in heaven. That gift had been given to me for the purpose of my fighting the Shadow and the Demon Council. She hated that I held more power than she did. She thought she had deserved to be named as the Chosen One. “As some of you know,” she looked over at the power of space. “the father is a former Shadow Follower, forced into service when he was quite young. We must make a decision today. Should she be allowed to stay with her mother here in heaven or be taken to her father down on Earth, never to be allowed access to her mother again?”
I knew full well what Athena would choose. Luckily, there were six other voters on the council, and at least one of them would vote in my favor. As the council discussed the matter amongst themselves, I met Cyrus’ eye, silently pleading for him to help me. He looked away, avoiding my gaze. He could only do so much; his vote only counted once.
It took the council a full half an hour to decided Katharine’s fate. I started to rock back and forth, humming to the tiny child in my arms songs that I hoped she remembered for years to come. If she was sent to Earth, I wanted her to have at least a faint memory of me. I tried to look as motherly as I could. If I looked as if I would just crumble apart at the very thought of them taking away my baby, they may take pity on me.
But angels took no pity on the sins of other angels. The council quieted down as Athena stood and fixed her eyes on me, a spark of cruel happiness shining in her eyes. Who said that angels were innocent? I would like to bring him personally to heaven, show him Athena, and ask him if he would like to change his statement. “The Angel Council has deliberated, and we have decided that the child must be taken to Earth to stay with her father and that you are to be banned from seeing both of them…even when they expire.”
Though I had expected this decision, I started to cry, sobbing as I clutched Katharine even closer to my chest. The six powers looked away, none wanting to meet my eyes except for Cyrus. I then realized that five of them had voted against my favor. The meeting ended and the rest of the legendaries filed out of the temple, several shooting sad glances at me. A young man with dark blue hair and bright yellow eyes nodded silently at me as he walked out. Lucario was completely faithful to me as was Mew. They both agreed that I should have kept Katharine.
Mew approached me as Athena and five of the six powers left the temple. “Athena gave me the job of taking Katharine to Kirio.” I drew in a sharp breath. Surely, they didn’t expect me to give her up without being able to spend at least another day with her. Mew nodded silently, reading the expression on my face. “Athena wants her gone…as soon as possible. I’ll make sure she gets to Kirio safely. I promise.” She glanced down. “You may spend another minute or so with her, but I need to take her before the hour is finished.”
I lowered my gaze to Katharine’s eyes, which were open and sparkling with an Aquapolian crystal sheen. Kissing her forehead, I pressed my cheek against hers, whispering, “I wish you a safe journey, an exciting life, close friends, and a man who will love you for being who you are. Travel safely, my little Chosen One.” I looked up and reluctantly let Mew take Katharine from my arms. “Good-bye,” I whispered as they disappeared, leaving me…alone.
I could feel his presence behind me instantly. I closed my eyes, willing myself to turn around, but as he put a hand on my shoulder, I knew I wouldn’t be able to keep back the tears burning behind my eyes. I swung around and buried my face in his chest, sobbing violently. “Why? Why did they have to take her?” I wailed.
Cyrus wrapped his arms around me and placed his chin on my head. “Kirio will take care of her, don’t worry. One day…I’m sure you will see her and Kirio again.”
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The chamber was musty, causing Athena to recoil from the walls. The deepest parts of the Cave of Origin had been untouched for millennia, causing them to become moldy and filled with cobwebs. She brushed some aside as she entered the large chamber, remembering her confrontation with the head demon of the Demon Council three thousand years earlier. They had decided the occurance of the first and second Great Wars which had ravaged first the Aquapolians, then the humans of the Earth.
The altar in the middle of the chamber had not changed in three millennia. Athena stood beside it, brushing away the cobwebs on its surface as she waited for Nyx. The demon was always hard to deal with, and Athena knew for a fact that this time, she would be especially difficult. Nyx entered the chamber a few minutes later, her usual cruel smile plastered across her face. Athena sighed as she entered the chamber.
“What is it this time, Nyx?” She asked, though she knew something big was about to happen. They were here to decide the next big legend, she was sure.
“I propose that there be another legend to be written. Since the Chosen One’s daughter is now on the Earth, the third of the three Heavenly Warriors is on Earth. There will be a battle. We will provide an opponent for her. Each side will receive one helper, one for the heavenly side and one for hell’s side. Any other help will break the contract. Deal?”
Athena groaned. Was there to be another Great War? After two wars, the heavenly side had come out as victorious, but it came at a great price to mortal life. Still, she was sure they would be victorious once again…but there was still the matter of the Chosen One’s daughter’s affiliation. Half angel and half demon…which side would she choose?
“Fine,” Athena consented. “But remember, Nyx, the more wars we rage on the Earth, the sooner the End of Days arrives.”
“Oh, yes, Athena…I know that quite well.”
And so the next adventure begins! The first chapter will begin the 17 year time jump. Please read and review! And I will see you when the first chapter is complete.