Agent Tectonic
From Ashes, I Come
Alright, my shot to see how far my creative side can go. Read, critique, and enjoy. I do plan to write this beginning to end no matter how long this takes. This is also subject to being halted and revised. Anyways, here you go, book 1.
EDIT: Guess it might be a good idea to rate this: Let's see... PG 15 should be an appropriate and safe rating for rather heavy violence at times, occasional swearing and a few scenes of sexual content.
Here are the planned titles for the six books, the last five being working titles.
Chapter 0-1: Laying the Foundation
Six o'clock strikes and the blaring of the alarm signaled awakening. A never ending cycle of eating, working and sleeping was the life of this man. Groaning and reaching for his cell phone to disable the effectively annoying cacophony of an alarm. Succeeding in turning off his alarm, twenty-three year-young Kale Talend. The next 45 minutes was spent preparing for his job, an ambassador for the two leaders of Transia. Today, it took an hour to prepare due to an unexpected knock at the door.
Hobbling down the stairs of his two story, single-bedroom house. He always liked having space even though he only used about twenty-five percent of his home. The other majority of the house was spent as storage for work, which supplied plenty of filed paperwork. Reaching the oak wooden door, Kale opened it up and looked around at the empty porch. Checking every direction with down being the last, Kale finally looked that direction to discover a sealed, pristine white envelope. Muttering a curse for the lack of patience from the messenger that delivered this and not waiting until he was at his office. Simply picking it up without opening it and through it on top of his briefcase, Kale returned to prepping for work.
Finishing breakfast and readjusting the sea blue tie that hung from his suit, Kale drove the short six miles to work. A lady valeted his car while he strode through the revolving doors of The Hub, headquarters of peace arrangements and government agreements between North and South Transia. A Weavile stormed out of one of the trading markets complaining of over priced food as a business man confidently walked out of courtroom of being not guilty of tax scandal he did commit.
Walking past the receptionist who guarded the elevator behind him, he was stopped by a perculiar figure, a Lucario. At first he thought it was Leader Aurelias Silverspike, but when the aura Pokémon whispered to him, he amended his assumption.
“You need to leave this building. Agents have been sent to assassinate you and are lurking in your office and at your home. Take the warning and find a safe place to hide and read it.”
Kale deduced that this Lucario was rather irritated, but he didn't immediately get what it meant by reading the warning.
“What do you mean warning? And why would there be assassins after me; I haven't made enemies to anyone my whole life?”
“The note, where is the note?”
The Lucario swore after sensing my next thought as fear gripped Kale's heart. In his deviation from his normal routine, Kale had left the letter sitting on his briefcase, the briefcase he failed to retrieve upon leaving his two-story home.
“You know, you are already beginning to piss me off. Come. We need to leave here now.”
Seeing as he was in no position to deny the statement, Kale acquiesced. Their brief exchange hadn't attracted any onlookers which the Lucario was visibly relieved, yet frustration was gleaming in his deep purple eyes. Kale had only worked with one Lucario before, Leader Aurelias Silverspike, ruler of Transia South. He met with him on occasion with President Alexandria Cassidy, the other ruler of Transia, Transia North to discuss politics of both sides and form a standard law structure over the city in its entirety. This Lucario looked very similar, but Kale noticed that it stood much taller than what he would have suspected. Aurelias was an intimidating creature as he was, standing just under four feet with an ugly scar along his abdomen, a story he never shares; however, this Pokémon was vastly more frightening in terms of height, just shy of five and a half feet, almost able to look Kale in the eyes without having to look up, a scary thought since both Lucarios he now knew were well over their average height.
Heading out of the building and crossing the Transia Wall that supposedly divided the city, the pair were now officially in Transia South. Markets lined the street, each trader shouting over the other to entice buyers to their goods. An infamous Kecleon stand with two Kecleon brothers rhymed off each in attempts to lure a Wurmple to buy six oran buries from them. A Parasect tended to her supply of herbs that served as medicine to common diseases or injuries of varying degrees. To Kale's interest, the Lucario was glancing every which way, scanning the crowd for someone in particular. With a grunt of satisfaction, Lucario swerved around a pair of Marill and approached a solitary figure, an albino Typlosion with neon blue eyes, chatting with a Dusclops behind a counter that served as one of the few banks in the district. Kale strained to hear what the conversation was about.
“I really do doubt that you are a descendant of the great Dusknoir. Even if you were, his last redeeming act may have helped save the world in the past, that does not right the wrongs he committed. I lost one of my great-great granddaughters to him.”
“I really am! But I see your point. I know his life was shady, to put it mildly, but he redeemed himself before the end and even helped rebuild the damage that was caused. I won't mention much of it from now on. Promise.”
"Good. Ah Zix, judging my the fact you are accompanied by a human, I get this must be Kale. Th' names Blastburn. Pleasure to meet ya. I see you met my gruff partner Zix. He was --”
“Skip the greetings Blast, we need to get to your library, we have three men following us since I was forced to reveal myself to him. They are standing thirty feet north northeast from us by the garden store.”
“Sooo what, you expect me to just transform here in the market and fly us off. Last time I checked, you were just as capable of doing that and not be noticed for that matter as I am”
“Now is not the time to be snide Blast. You know what I mean.”
“Lately it is never a good time, so you leave me little choice but to be “snide,” but anyways, yes I will show us to the tunnel; however, we will need to deal with the stalkers so that the tunnel remains hidden.”
This entire conversation was still being held right in front of the bankers shop, and the Dusclops thought it amusing that he was forgotten about. He knew both patrons well enough to know their true identities, and the human was naturally famous throughout Transia. Nonetheless, he felt it prudent to pitch in:
“I could distract them for you. I can tell the three of you are in a hurry.”
Both Pokémon stopped their conversation, looked at the Dusclops, then smiled at each other. The fire type spoke first.
“Did we--”
“Ya I think we did. Uh, listen if you think you can distract them long enough for us to slip out of the city, we would be thankful for it.”
“Ah, no problem. I understand the situation well enough and thought it would be an honor to assist two well known Pokémon like yourselves.”
The Volcano Pokémon thanked the banker again and promised to repay him for his trouble, and the group turned and ran for the eastern part of the city. The Dusclops saw the three men also start running, and he yelled for security, screaming at the top of his lungs all the while, pointing at the thr trio, “ASSASSINS, ASSASSINS!”
Finding that their cover was blown, the trio was forced to retreat back to the human half of the cities before Magnemites and Magnetons swarmed the market district. The ghost Pokémon smiled to himself on how ridiculously easy that was and returned to his boring job of waiting for patrons to request or drop off money.
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“Alright we made it. I'll open the passage, but I need to leave to attend to other business that requires my attention.”
“Ya, so do I. Kale, you will need to travel to the library. When there, find the series The Shadow War Trilogy. Read it. Learn from it. There is information in it that will fill in what you have been searching for a long time: your family history.”
Kale hadn't had the breath to say anything, but Zix read the emotions within him.
“Yes, I am well aware of your life's quest to find the secrets of your past relatives. I have been watching you for a long time to learn this. All of your questions are within that trilogy. Keep out of sight. I will return to check on your progress when I can and answer any questions you may still have at the time.”
“I have complied with everything up to this point, but now you are asking me to seclude myself from the rest of the world and read. Your joking right. I now hear that I have had some stalking “guardian angel” my whole life, and yet you show not a single ounce of concern for my own personal feelings to the matter. I am grateful that you saved my from death, but explain to me why I should comply any further. You started out pissed off at me because I did not read some letter you sent to me. You can't expect everyone to fully understand the situation placed upon them in a second's notice. And yes, I do want to learn about my family's history, but now I feel that doing so is only going to get me killed.”
The sudden blowup from Kale through both Blastburn and Zix by surprise. Blast seemed amused at the truth behind it, but Kale had not expected to see Zix looking pitiful about it.
“I'm, ah ****, I'm sorry.” Zix was having trouble finding the words he needed to say. He felt guilty, the tough bravado dispersing to a tender side that Kale never could have seen. “I see that today has been rather chaotic for you, and you are right, about everything. Life tossed you a curve ball is you people say it, and I should have been more accommodating. I still can't give you a full explanation that you deserve right now, but I will return in a week's time. Right now, you still need to listen. No matter what you do, assassins will be on the hunt for you forever unless this conflict is averted. The Library of the Rising Dawn will be a safe haven for you while you delve into the story I request for you to read. It holds truths that you will need to learn, and your lineage is also confined to those pages. Please, just listen, and I will try to be more understanding. My patience has been frayed due to matters that regard you, but they are not your fault. Do you choose to run and hide or do you wish to step into a darker world you thought did not exist?”
Kale thought about it. He didn't like violence, and by the way Zix was dodging the main point, Kale knew that danger lay down that path. He also did not want to end up with a dagger in the back or a gunshot to the heart either. He gave a simple nod and turned toe the gaping hole in the ground that supposedly connected to some library. He stepped and dropped into the whole, navigated the well lit tunnel and proceeded to his destination. After a suffocating trip of about an hour's time. Kale arrived in a colossus cavern, a spired university in the middle. Inside was a ground floor that was covered in three inches worth of dust and debris. Bookcase after bookcase were stacked like dominoes around the floor, and stairs led to the second and third floor of the structure. Kale's eyes were drawn from the sight to a lone desk sitting at the left-hand corner of his position that had seen some cleaning as no dust was on it. The sight that held Kale's attention was three books stacked on each other. Guessing this was what he was looking for, he slowly shuffled his feet across the dust laden foundation. Sitting at the ornate wooden chair, he pulled the closest book toward him: The Rebirth of Darkness: Book 1 of the Shadow War Trilogy. A moment later, Kale was absorbed into the text that would change the face of the earth for better or for worse.
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Closing the encrypted passage, Blastburn looked directly into his partners violet eyes.
“You should have told him now.”
“I- I couldn't. Not in the state he was in. He needs to discover it himself. He needs to learn from the beginning. Tina's army is going to tell him the secrets.”
“Yes, but you are risking exposure in postponing this. We already know that Aurelias and Alexandria are agents for Tina, and who knows how many legends have flocked to Tina. I am not the only one to know the password to the library; Zeek defected too, remember.”
“I know. Continue recruiting. I will discontinue the search for the shrines at least until Kale learns the truth behind the world's state. It is my fault that humans and Pokémon are at war with each other. I can only hope that my research is correct in that Kale truly is the descendant.”
“If he is, we better pray that Tina never captures him. Remember the prophesy said that he could swing the pendulum to either side.”
“I know. Anyways, we best get moving. I still need to deal with other known agents hunting Kale.”
EDIT: Guess it might be a good idea to rate this: Let's see... PG 15 should be an appropriate and safe rating for rather heavy violence at times, occasional swearing and a few scenes of sexual content.
Here are the planned titles for the six books, the last five being working titles.
The Shadow War Trilogy:
1.) The Rebirth of Darkness (currently on)
2.) Living the Legend
3.) A New Beginning
World War Trilogy:
1.) Revelations
2.) The Lost Cause
3.) Conclusion
1.) The Rebirth of Darkness (currently on)
2.) Living the Legend
3.) A New Beginning
World War Trilogy:
1.) Revelations
2.) The Lost Cause
3.) Conclusion
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Chapter 0-1: Laying the Foundation
Six o'clock strikes and the blaring of the alarm signaled awakening. A never ending cycle of eating, working and sleeping was the life of this man. Groaning and reaching for his cell phone to disable the effectively annoying cacophony of an alarm. Succeeding in turning off his alarm, twenty-three year-young Kale Talend. The next 45 minutes was spent preparing for his job, an ambassador for the two leaders of Transia. Today, it took an hour to prepare due to an unexpected knock at the door.
Hobbling down the stairs of his two story, single-bedroom house. He always liked having space even though he only used about twenty-five percent of his home. The other majority of the house was spent as storage for work, which supplied plenty of filed paperwork. Reaching the oak wooden door, Kale opened it up and looked around at the empty porch. Checking every direction with down being the last, Kale finally looked that direction to discover a sealed, pristine white envelope. Muttering a curse for the lack of patience from the messenger that delivered this and not waiting until he was at his office. Simply picking it up without opening it and through it on top of his briefcase, Kale returned to prepping for work.
Finishing breakfast and readjusting the sea blue tie that hung from his suit, Kale drove the short six miles to work. A lady valeted his car while he strode through the revolving doors of The Hub, headquarters of peace arrangements and government agreements between North and South Transia. A Weavile stormed out of one of the trading markets complaining of over priced food as a business man confidently walked out of courtroom of being not guilty of tax scandal he did commit.
Walking past the receptionist who guarded the elevator behind him, he was stopped by a perculiar figure, a Lucario. At first he thought it was Leader Aurelias Silverspike, but when the aura Pokémon whispered to him, he amended his assumption.
“You need to leave this building. Agents have been sent to assassinate you and are lurking in your office and at your home. Take the warning and find a safe place to hide and read it.”
Kale deduced that this Lucario was rather irritated, but he didn't immediately get what it meant by reading the warning.
“What do you mean warning? And why would there be assassins after me; I haven't made enemies to anyone my whole life?”
“The note, where is the note?”
The Lucario swore after sensing my next thought as fear gripped Kale's heart. In his deviation from his normal routine, Kale had left the letter sitting on his briefcase, the briefcase he failed to retrieve upon leaving his two-story home.
“You know, you are already beginning to piss me off. Come. We need to leave here now.”
Seeing as he was in no position to deny the statement, Kale acquiesced. Their brief exchange hadn't attracted any onlookers which the Lucario was visibly relieved, yet frustration was gleaming in his deep purple eyes. Kale had only worked with one Lucario before, Leader Aurelias Silverspike, ruler of Transia South. He met with him on occasion with President Alexandria Cassidy, the other ruler of Transia, Transia North to discuss politics of both sides and form a standard law structure over the city in its entirety. This Lucario looked very similar, but Kale noticed that it stood much taller than what he would have suspected. Aurelias was an intimidating creature as he was, standing just under four feet with an ugly scar along his abdomen, a story he never shares; however, this Pokémon was vastly more frightening in terms of height, just shy of five and a half feet, almost able to look Kale in the eyes without having to look up, a scary thought since both Lucarios he now knew were well over their average height.
Heading out of the building and crossing the Transia Wall that supposedly divided the city, the pair were now officially in Transia South. Markets lined the street, each trader shouting over the other to entice buyers to their goods. An infamous Kecleon stand with two Kecleon brothers rhymed off each in attempts to lure a Wurmple to buy six oran buries from them. A Parasect tended to her supply of herbs that served as medicine to common diseases or injuries of varying degrees. To Kale's interest, the Lucario was glancing every which way, scanning the crowd for someone in particular. With a grunt of satisfaction, Lucario swerved around a pair of Marill and approached a solitary figure, an albino Typlosion with neon blue eyes, chatting with a Dusclops behind a counter that served as one of the few banks in the district. Kale strained to hear what the conversation was about.
“I really do doubt that you are a descendant of the great Dusknoir. Even if you were, his last redeeming act may have helped save the world in the past, that does not right the wrongs he committed. I lost one of my great-great granddaughters to him.”
“I really am! But I see your point. I know his life was shady, to put it mildly, but he redeemed himself before the end and even helped rebuild the damage that was caused. I won't mention much of it from now on. Promise.”
"Good. Ah Zix, judging my the fact you are accompanied by a human, I get this must be Kale. Th' names Blastburn. Pleasure to meet ya. I see you met my gruff partner Zix. He was --”
“Skip the greetings Blast, we need to get to your library, we have three men following us since I was forced to reveal myself to him. They are standing thirty feet north northeast from us by the garden store.”
“Sooo what, you expect me to just transform here in the market and fly us off. Last time I checked, you were just as capable of doing that and not be noticed for that matter as I am”
“Now is not the time to be snide Blast. You know what I mean.”
“Lately it is never a good time, so you leave me little choice but to be “snide,” but anyways, yes I will show us to the tunnel; however, we will need to deal with the stalkers so that the tunnel remains hidden.”
This entire conversation was still being held right in front of the bankers shop, and the Dusclops thought it amusing that he was forgotten about. He knew both patrons well enough to know their true identities, and the human was naturally famous throughout Transia. Nonetheless, he felt it prudent to pitch in:
“I could distract them for you. I can tell the three of you are in a hurry.”
Both Pokémon stopped their conversation, looked at the Dusclops, then smiled at each other. The fire type spoke first.
“Did we--”
“Ya I think we did. Uh, listen if you think you can distract them long enough for us to slip out of the city, we would be thankful for it.”
“Ah, no problem. I understand the situation well enough and thought it would be an honor to assist two well known Pokémon like yourselves.”
The Volcano Pokémon thanked the banker again and promised to repay him for his trouble, and the group turned and ran for the eastern part of the city. The Dusclops saw the three men also start running, and he yelled for security, screaming at the top of his lungs all the while, pointing at the thr trio, “ASSASSINS, ASSASSINS!”
Finding that their cover was blown, the trio was forced to retreat back to the human half of the cities before Magnemites and Magnetons swarmed the market district. The ghost Pokémon smiled to himself on how ridiculously easy that was and returned to his boring job of waiting for patrons to request or drop off money.
__________
“Alright we made it. I'll open the passage, but I need to leave to attend to other business that requires my attention.”
“Ya, so do I. Kale, you will need to travel to the library. When there, find the series The Shadow War Trilogy. Read it. Learn from it. There is information in it that will fill in what you have been searching for a long time: your family history.”
Kale hadn't had the breath to say anything, but Zix read the emotions within him.
“Yes, I am well aware of your life's quest to find the secrets of your past relatives. I have been watching you for a long time to learn this. All of your questions are within that trilogy. Keep out of sight. I will return to check on your progress when I can and answer any questions you may still have at the time.”
“I have complied with everything up to this point, but now you are asking me to seclude myself from the rest of the world and read. Your joking right. I now hear that I have had some stalking “guardian angel” my whole life, and yet you show not a single ounce of concern for my own personal feelings to the matter. I am grateful that you saved my from death, but explain to me why I should comply any further. You started out pissed off at me because I did not read some letter you sent to me. You can't expect everyone to fully understand the situation placed upon them in a second's notice. And yes, I do want to learn about my family's history, but now I feel that doing so is only going to get me killed.”
The sudden blowup from Kale through both Blastburn and Zix by surprise. Blast seemed amused at the truth behind it, but Kale had not expected to see Zix looking pitiful about it.
“I'm, ah ****, I'm sorry.” Zix was having trouble finding the words he needed to say. He felt guilty, the tough bravado dispersing to a tender side that Kale never could have seen. “I see that today has been rather chaotic for you, and you are right, about everything. Life tossed you a curve ball is you people say it, and I should have been more accommodating. I still can't give you a full explanation that you deserve right now, but I will return in a week's time. Right now, you still need to listen. No matter what you do, assassins will be on the hunt for you forever unless this conflict is averted. The Library of the Rising Dawn will be a safe haven for you while you delve into the story I request for you to read. It holds truths that you will need to learn, and your lineage is also confined to those pages. Please, just listen, and I will try to be more understanding. My patience has been frayed due to matters that regard you, but they are not your fault. Do you choose to run and hide or do you wish to step into a darker world you thought did not exist?”
Kale thought about it. He didn't like violence, and by the way Zix was dodging the main point, Kale knew that danger lay down that path. He also did not want to end up with a dagger in the back or a gunshot to the heart either. He gave a simple nod and turned toe the gaping hole in the ground that supposedly connected to some library. He stepped and dropped into the whole, navigated the well lit tunnel and proceeded to his destination. After a suffocating trip of about an hour's time. Kale arrived in a colossus cavern, a spired university in the middle. Inside was a ground floor that was covered in three inches worth of dust and debris. Bookcase after bookcase were stacked like dominoes around the floor, and stairs led to the second and third floor of the structure. Kale's eyes were drawn from the sight to a lone desk sitting at the left-hand corner of his position that had seen some cleaning as no dust was on it. The sight that held Kale's attention was three books stacked on each other. Guessing this was what he was looking for, he slowly shuffled his feet across the dust laden foundation. Sitting at the ornate wooden chair, he pulled the closest book toward him: The Rebirth of Darkness: Book 1 of the Shadow War Trilogy. A moment later, Kale was absorbed into the text that would change the face of the earth for better or for worse.
__________
Closing the encrypted passage, Blastburn looked directly into his partners violet eyes.
“You should have told him now.”
“I- I couldn't. Not in the state he was in. He needs to discover it himself. He needs to learn from the beginning. Tina's army is going to tell him the secrets.”
“Yes, but you are risking exposure in postponing this. We already know that Aurelias and Alexandria are agents for Tina, and who knows how many legends have flocked to Tina. I am not the only one to know the password to the library; Zeek defected too, remember.”
“I know. Continue recruiting. I will discontinue the search for the shrines at least until Kale learns the truth behind the world's state. It is my fault that humans and Pokémon are at war with each other. I can only hope that my research is correct in that Kale truly is the descendant.”
“If he is, we better pray that Tina never captures him. Remember the prophesy said that he could swing the pendulum to either side.”
“I know. Anyways, we best get moving. I still need to deal with other known agents hunting Kale.”
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