Title: The culled v2.
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Prologue
The night was quiet as Divisi padded softly along the worn dirt path on forest floor. The male Absol knew it was his doing, that no other creature stirred during this time because he was there to execute his mission. Giving a low growl of satisfaction the pale wraith continued down the way that lead to the village , to his target. The moon peeked out from behind the cloud littered sky, illuminating the ground in front of him, as if giving him permission to tread upon the land.
Not that Divisi required anyone else’s permission to do anything - the rogue Absol had a reputation for doing things his own way. Of course, his way tended to end in death so he wasn't surprised that those who guarded this particular area had kept him away from it for so long as they didn’t desire the destruction that tended to follow him. Inexorably, however, his travels had taken him here and after a brief show of force, the guardians had backed down and given him leave to do as he willed so long as no children were harmed.
Divisi had accepted those terms - after all, the children were not at fault here - they were but victims of a cruel fate. Those children were born of unions between masquerading Ditto and humans; born cursed with a trait that no man or Pokemon would want to have. This unkind trait granted them erratic DNA that could cause attributes or traits of Pokemon that they came in contact with to become part of them. They would belong to neither man nor Pokemon's species, outcasts of both societies.
Divisi felt pity for these potential accidents waiting to happen, he would not harm them but he would not allow them to be caged creatures any longer.
Too long had the adults kept the children locked away from the world and from Pokemon for fear of them becoming abominations of the supposedly pure and benevolent world; too long had they been denied the rights all young ones should have – the right to aspire, to accomplish, to admire others. It was a parent’s place to protect a child, not imprison them. Yes, they were terrible accidents and creatures that should never have been born but it had been happening for hundreds of years and would continue to do so, regardless of human intervention. Divisi had decided that no longer should families be uprooted and forced to move to secluded locations in fear of becoming outcasts in the face of the truth about them.
This village that Divisi was heading towards was not the only one of its kind, but the others were smaller and better hidden so for now Divisi would deal with this one. He admired the intelligence of the adults who had created it. They knew that wild Pokemon were territorial. Even if they picked a place out in the woods, if they cleared the land, built shelter and defended it eventually no Pokemon would wander close to their borders thus making it safer to protect their children than being in a city where Pokemon were actually more prevalent and accidental meetings were more likely.
Reaching the outskirts of the forest he paused and eyed the defenses surrounding the community. There was a high wooden wall that surrounded the village. That wall also contained four guard towers one in each corner with armed sentries, and no way in or out except via a currently closed door that was built into the wall. All in all, the defenses were strong and even Divisi would be hard pressed to get past them unscathed.
There was the possibility of working from outside the village, but Divisi hated such cowardly ways – he preferred doing a job by himself if he could. He took a step forward only to see an obviously lost and confused Zubat picked off by a guard in the blink of an eye, making his grim mood even worse.
As he watched the dead body fall to the ground, he considered his rather limited options. He could charge and attack the nearest sentry tower climb the wall and then gain access. This was the most dangerous way in as he was unsure of how far the other sentries could shoot from their respective towers plus he would have to hit the sentry with a stunning or killing blow while he was already at least halfway to him. That limited the attacks Divisi could use if he still wanted to be able to climb the wall.
He could use Shadow Ball on the door and blow it in - this would create confusion and panic allowing him to move into the village undetected. However, once the dust settled he'd be an easy target for the guards and depending on precise their shooting was they could easily kill him and not hit any of their own within the compound.
His final option was to attack from where he stood, the most advantageous as it would create an air of confusion and cover for him to advance. It was also the least direct and not Divisi's style but unfortunately he had no other good options. He was here to complete a mission and he could not afford to die in the attempt.
Deciding that the final option was the wisest course of action, Divisi cleared his mind and took a deep breath. As he released it a haunting, mournful wail filled the air. Perish Song was a skill Absol were well known for, however the fact that Perish Song could indeed kill (if that was the intent of the user) was not a well known fact. Crimson eyes glowed and observed in the inky black darkness as the deadly melody echoed.
It took great effort from Divisi to kill this way; to kill only those considered adults – there had to be an exact tone and quality to it in order to target a certain group. He knew that the villagers if had been smart enough to open the door and send people to hunt him down after the sentries fell his plan would have to be altered. In order to maintain this Perish Song's particular traits, he couldn't afford to be off key by moving, or he could end up killing innocents including any remotely nearby pokeman and children. Fortunately the villagers were too scared to send anyone his way, that and they would be rapidly weakening and dying, the eldest of them probably already dead. Divisi in another deep breath before beginning another chorus of fatal music.
Twenty minutes later, Divisi trotted back and forth infront the still shut door, the moonlight’s shimmering beams revealing ruffled layers of white fur. With his keen ears he could hear children milling about, crying and questioning each other within the wall, still he waited knowing they would look outside. Suddenly, a small portion of the door creaked open and a pair of soft brown eyes peered through, taking in the sight of the now still Absol. "It's a a Pokemon of some sort; I'm not sure what it is. it's beautiful, with white fur, red eyes and a black horn," the owner of the eyes whispered to the children behind it.
“ Shut the door, Shut it quick before you're infected” A panicked voice yelled.
Divisi locked his crimson eyes onto the humans before the door. They stared at each other for a moment despite pleased from other children for the door to be closed. Then Divisi turned and walked away - his mission was over; the adults were dead and the connection was made. That unwitting child who had connected with him would change and lead the others out into the world, to freedom.
C&C always welcome.
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Prologue
The night was quiet as Divisi padded softly along the worn dirt path on forest floor. The male Absol knew it was his doing, that no other creature stirred during this time because he was there to execute his mission. Giving a low growl of satisfaction the pale wraith continued down the way that lead to the village , to his target. The moon peeked out from behind the cloud littered sky, illuminating the ground in front of him, as if giving him permission to tread upon the land.
Not that Divisi required anyone else’s permission to do anything - the rogue Absol had a reputation for doing things his own way. Of course, his way tended to end in death so he wasn't surprised that those who guarded this particular area had kept him away from it for so long as they didn’t desire the destruction that tended to follow him. Inexorably, however, his travels had taken him here and after a brief show of force, the guardians had backed down and given him leave to do as he willed so long as no children were harmed.
Divisi had accepted those terms - after all, the children were not at fault here - they were but victims of a cruel fate. Those children were born of unions between masquerading Ditto and humans; born cursed with a trait that no man or Pokemon would want to have. This unkind trait granted them erratic DNA that could cause attributes or traits of Pokemon that they came in contact with to become part of them. They would belong to neither man nor Pokemon's species, outcasts of both societies.
Divisi felt pity for these potential accidents waiting to happen, he would not harm them but he would not allow them to be caged creatures any longer.
Too long had the adults kept the children locked away from the world and from Pokemon for fear of them becoming abominations of the supposedly pure and benevolent world; too long had they been denied the rights all young ones should have – the right to aspire, to accomplish, to admire others. It was a parent’s place to protect a child, not imprison them. Yes, they were terrible accidents and creatures that should never have been born but it had been happening for hundreds of years and would continue to do so, regardless of human intervention. Divisi had decided that no longer should families be uprooted and forced to move to secluded locations in fear of becoming outcasts in the face of the truth about them.
This village that Divisi was heading towards was not the only one of its kind, but the others were smaller and better hidden so for now Divisi would deal with this one. He admired the intelligence of the adults who had created it. They knew that wild Pokemon were territorial. Even if they picked a place out in the woods, if they cleared the land, built shelter and defended it eventually no Pokemon would wander close to their borders thus making it safer to protect their children than being in a city where Pokemon were actually more prevalent and accidental meetings were more likely.
Reaching the outskirts of the forest he paused and eyed the defenses surrounding the community. There was a high wooden wall that surrounded the village. That wall also contained four guard towers one in each corner with armed sentries, and no way in or out except via a currently closed door that was built into the wall. All in all, the defenses were strong and even Divisi would be hard pressed to get past them unscathed.
There was the possibility of working from outside the village, but Divisi hated such cowardly ways – he preferred doing a job by himself if he could. He took a step forward only to see an obviously lost and confused Zubat picked off by a guard in the blink of an eye, making his grim mood even worse.
As he watched the dead body fall to the ground, he considered his rather limited options. He could charge and attack the nearest sentry tower climb the wall and then gain access. This was the most dangerous way in as he was unsure of how far the other sentries could shoot from their respective towers plus he would have to hit the sentry with a stunning or killing blow while he was already at least halfway to him. That limited the attacks Divisi could use if he still wanted to be able to climb the wall.
He could use Shadow Ball on the door and blow it in - this would create confusion and panic allowing him to move into the village undetected. However, once the dust settled he'd be an easy target for the guards and depending on precise their shooting was they could easily kill him and not hit any of their own within the compound.
His final option was to attack from where he stood, the most advantageous as it would create an air of confusion and cover for him to advance. It was also the least direct and not Divisi's style but unfortunately he had no other good options. He was here to complete a mission and he could not afford to die in the attempt.
Deciding that the final option was the wisest course of action, Divisi cleared his mind and took a deep breath. As he released it a haunting, mournful wail filled the air. Perish Song was a skill Absol were well known for, however the fact that Perish Song could indeed kill (if that was the intent of the user) was not a well known fact. Crimson eyes glowed and observed in the inky black darkness as the deadly melody echoed.
It took great effort from Divisi to kill this way; to kill only those considered adults – there had to be an exact tone and quality to it in order to target a certain group. He knew that the villagers if had been smart enough to open the door and send people to hunt him down after the sentries fell his plan would have to be altered. In order to maintain this Perish Song's particular traits, he couldn't afford to be off key by moving, or he could end up killing innocents including any remotely nearby pokeman and children. Fortunately the villagers were too scared to send anyone his way, that and they would be rapidly weakening and dying, the eldest of them probably already dead. Divisi in another deep breath before beginning another chorus of fatal music.
Twenty minutes later, Divisi trotted back and forth infront the still shut door, the moonlight’s shimmering beams revealing ruffled layers of white fur. With his keen ears he could hear children milling about, crying and questioning each other within the wall, still he waited knowing they would look outside. Suddenly, a small portion of the door creaked open and a pair of soft brown eyes peered through, taking in the sight of the now still Absol. "It's a a Pokemon of some sort; I'm not sure what it is. it's beautiful, with white fur, red eyes and a black horn," the owner of the eyes whispered to the children behind it.
“ Shut the door, Shut it quick before you're infected” A panicked voice yelled.
Divisi locked his crimson eyes onto the humans before the door. They stared at each other for a moment despite pleased from other children for the door to be closed. Then Divisi turned and walked away - his mission was over; the adults were dead and the connection was made. That unwitting child who had connected with him would change and lead the others out into the world, to freedom.
C&C always welcome.