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Korimura
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Three Pieces of Fire
After the battle of Kyogre and Groudon, Team Magma and Aqua are scattered across the region of Hoenn, and perhaps even beyond. A person is left wandering the region, shunned, hated, and despised by everyone. He was there when the titans fought and destroyed. He even saw the chaotic scenes and the cries for help. But he never answered them. Sacrifices had to be made for the Team’s plan, and these were the victims. But now, he finds himself a victim of his family’s own doing.
Prologue
‘Is this how the gods punish me?’ A lone, ragged figure stumbled alone among the jagged rocks. The sun shone bright and cheerfully, but not even the gentle warmness and the caressing of the rays could disperse the fog of despair that covered this human. ‘Everyone... everybody is gone’
There was no longer any flooding in Hoenn. Nor was there any unexpected sunlight during the raining season. The chaos and destruction that had happened two days ago was over, and slowly, in its own ways, the region of Hoenn was recovering. New fruits sprouted, gently opening their milky white petals and allowing the sunlight to touch them, and the wind to spread their seeds and life everywhere.
A small Pidgey flew by, with a large nut in its talons. An astray gust of wind fluttered by, and the nut fell, plunging faster and faster, spiraling as the wind toyed with the bringer of life. Before it could fall into a dry patch of dirt, a small hand caught it. Children, Adults, and Pokemon all alike were slowly helping their homes recover. In Slateport, a team of water pokemon were taking the water into them, and then moving off to another city to water the dry, crumbling vegetation.
“Sunflora!” A small green plant with a bulbous yellow face slithered by, its roots propelling and pushing off the soil. “Sun! Sunflora flora!”
Other grass pokemon began to follow the flower pokemon, little black creatures with tufts of grass upon their heads, fungi with green spots, and pug little green feet. Simultaneously, they all plugged their roots, feet, whatever they had into the soil and let their energy leave their bodies.
Only one person did not see these wonders occurring. Only one through coursed through his head. I am alone… I am alone… A horribly shredded red cape fluttered behind him, and several purple bruises covered his right arm. Kagari…Homura…Matsubusa…why do you leave me like this? He questioned himself, using his left arm to slide the ripped hood off his yellow hair. His right arm hung still; it still hadn’t healed from the battle with that pest, the fighting gym leader.
“Hokage-sama!”
Great, now he was hearing things. He struggled furiously to get the shreds of his uniform off and felt an electric shock course through his right arm, leaving him in spasms of pain for the next couple minutes.
“Hokage-sama!” A gentle hand slowly managed to tear away the red fabric that covered his bloodstained face. “What happened?”
“Inari?” He asked in disbelief as the grunt leader fumbled with her knapsack.
“Hang on, Hokage-sama. I have towels.” The green haired girl said. Surprisingly, the red hood that covered most of her hair was still intact. “Here we go.”
His vision was blurring, tears already coming to his eyes as a cool and placid cloth dabbed away at the red stains running down his face. “How many of us are left?”
Inari brushed some hair aside as she collected the red on her towel. “I’m sorry, Hokage-sama.” She whispered, her voice was so low; he could barely make out the words.
“What happened?” He asked, his voice terse, choking on the blood he was rapidly coughing up.
“It was Team Aqua…” She trailed away, before bursting into a stream of rapid apologies. “I’m sorry! We had to run! We stood no chance against the three S’s of Team Aqua! And then, suddenly, this gigantic whale appeared.” Her voice became hollowed, clipped as she averted her eyes to the ground. “It took out half of our forces without even trying.”
“Are there any survivors?” Hokage asked, as another spurt of red showered the ground.
“Now is not the time, Hokage-sama. We must get to shelter before it starts to…” She stared up at the sky worriedly,
The grayness in the sky was already increasing steadily, even as she spoke. Fluffy masses that spelled hope for Hoenn’s recovery, were also quickly spelling certain death for the two. Inari leaned over, bracing herself for Hokage’s weight as he draped his left arm over her shoulder. As his gloved hand touched over the skin of her face, Inari felt something wet fall across her face. Reaching up with the arm that was not supporting her superior, Inari swept her hand across her check and looked at it. Blood? Sighing, but patiently, Inari wiped the liquid on the black material that was apart of her uniform and pulled off Hokage’s glove. She grimaced as the coverings were lifted, revealing to her a terribly slashed hand.
“What are you doing?” Hokage demanded as loudly as his throat could stand to shout. “It’s nothing,” he added, noticing the look on her face. “Put the glove back on. It’ll stop the bleeding”
“Not this one” Inari said, removing one of her own gloves and letting the soiled one drop to the ground. “Wasn’t the sun shining a moment ago?”
“Groudon and Kyogre’s abilities must have damaged the order of ways,” Hokage answered, as Inari trailed the clothing on his hand again. “Just perfect, is it not? What is Team Aqua’s status?”
“Groudon’s rampaging has taken out three of their main groups of grunts.” Inari began, hauling Hokage over more rocks again. “And they have suffered losses in equipment, consisting of communicators and the majority of their power supply by a flood.”
“And us?” He asked, repeating his question again.
Again, her eyes were on her shoes. “I don’t know. I do know, however, that Bannai managed to survive the first onslaught of the whale. He got away by having his Ditto transform into a bridge all the way up a hill, where the water had trapped us. If this lowly one may ask…” She trailed off uncomfortably, as her eyes fell on Hokage again. “Where have Kagari-sama, Homura-sama, and Matsubusa-sama gone?”
Hokage ignored the question. “Bannai got away on his Ditto? Why didn’t the others follow?”
“The majority of our group was fighting. We were all swept away by a tidal wave.” Inari laughed harshly. “More like a tsunami.”
“And you?”
“Gone with the rest. I guess I got lucky…” Inari said, unsure what her words would do. “It is possible, Hokage-sama, that several of our units might have survived.”
“Perhaps…” His feet slipped on another rock and Inari struggled to keep his weight on her shoulders. “Where will we go?”
“I-I do not know, Hokage-sama. We just need to find shelter,” Inari said, trying to calm herself as well. Quite frankly, she had no idea what to make of the situation. The closest person to helping her was on the edge of unconsciousness, and no one would ever welcome members of Team Magma into their homes.
“Find a cave” He commanded, groaning as another painful feeling, like a sword running through his arm, flew up his spine. “And make it quick.”
“Hai…” Inari whispered, as her superior gained back some of his own ability to walk. “Can you stand?”
Hokage nodded faintly. How he hated feeling so weak and pathetic. Tottering over to a small boulder in the sandy desert north of Mauville, he collapsed over it and welcomed the darkness overtaking his senses.
Japanese words/names used in this chapter:
Hokage-Hank
Kagari-Courtney
Homura-Tabitha
Matsubusa-Maxie
Inari- Melina
Hai- Yes
Flames are welcome, yes, I could alway use room to inprove... and comments are most definetely wanted!!
After the battle of Kyogre and Groudon, Team Magma and Aqua are scattered across the region of Hoenn, and perhaps even beyond. A person is left wandering the region, shunned, hated, and despised by everyone. He was there when the titans fought and destroyed. He even saw the chaotic scenes and the cries for help. But he never answered them. Sacrifices had to be made for the Team’s plan, and these were the victims. But now, he finds himself a victim of his family’s own doing.
Prologue
‘Is this how the gods punish me?’ A lone, ragged figure stumbled alone among the jagged rocks. The sun shone bright and cheerfully, but not even the gentle warmness and the caressing of the rays could disperse the fog of despair that covered this human. ‘Everyone... everybody is gone’
There was no longer any flooding in Hoenn. Nor was there any unexpected sunlight during the raining season. The chaos and destruction that had happened two days ago was over, and slowly, in its own ways, the region of Hoenn was recovering. New fruits sprouted, gently opening their milky white petals and allowing the sunlight to touch them, and the wind to spread their seeds and life everywhere.
A small Pidgey flew by, with a large nut in its talons. An astray gust of wind fluttered by, and the nut fell, plunging faster and faster, spiraling as the wind toyed with the bringer of life. Before it could fall into a dry patch of dirt, a small hand caught it. Children, Adults, and Pokemon all alike were slowly helping their homes recover. In Slateport, a team of water pokemon were taking the water into them, and then moving off to another city to water the dry, crumbling vegetation.
“Sunflora!” A small green plant with a bulbous yellow face slithered by, its roots propelling and pushing off the soil. “Sun! Sunflora flora!”
Other grass pokemon began to follow the flower pokemon, little black creatures with tufts of grass upon their heads, fungi with green spots, and pug little green feet. Simultaneously, they all plugged their roots, feet, whatever they had into the soil and let their energy leave their bodies.
Only one person did not see these wonders occurring. Only one through coursed through his head. I am alone… I am alone… A horribly shredded red cape fluttered behind him, and several purple bruises covered his right arm. Kagari…Homura…Matsubusa…why do you leave me like this? He questioned himself, using his left arm to slide the ripped hood off his yellow hair. His right arm hung still; it still hadn’t healed from the battle with that pest, the fighting gym leader.
“Hokage-sama!”
Great, now he was hearing things. He struggled furiously to get the shreds of his uniform off and felt an electric shock course through his right arm, leaving him in spasms of pain for the next couple minutes.
“Hokage-sama!” A gentle hand slowly managed to tear away the red fabric that covered his bloodstained face. “What happened?”
“Inari?” He asked in disbelief as the grunt leader fumbled with her knapsack.
“Hang on, Hokage-sama. I have towels.” The green haired girl said. Surprisingly, the red hood that covered most of her hair was still intact. “Here we go.”
His vision was blurring, tears already coming to his eyes as a cool and placid cloth dabbed away at the red stains running down his face. “How many of us are left?”
Inari brushed some hair aside as she collected the red on her towel. “I’m sorry, Hokage-sama.” She whispered, her voice was so low; he could barely make out the words.
“What happened?” He asked, his voice terse, choking on the blood he was rapidly coughing up.
“It was Team Aqua…” She trailed away, before bursting into a stream of rapid apologies. “I’m sorry! We had to run! We stood no chance against the three S’s of Team Aqua! And then, suddenly, this gigantic whale appeared.” Her voice became hollowed, clipped as she averted her eyes to the ground. “It took out half of our forces without even trying.”
“Are there any survivors?” Hokage asked, as another spurt of red showered the ground.
“Now is not the time, Hokage-sama. We must get to shelter before it starts to…” She stared up at the sky worriedly,
The grayness in the sky was already increasing steadily, even as she spoke. Fluffy masses that spelled hope for Hoenn’s recovery, were also quickly spelling certain death for the two. Inari leaned over, bracing herself for Hokage’s weight as he draped his left arm over her shoulder. As his gloved hand touched over the skin of her face, Inari felt something wet fall across her face. Reaching up with the arm that was not supporting her superior, Inari swept her hand across her check and looked at it. Blood? Sighing, but patiently, Inari wiped the liquid on the black material that was apart of her uniform and pulled off Hokage’s glove. She grimaced as the coverings were lifted, revealing to her a terribly slashed hand.
“What are you doing?” Hokage demanded as loudly as his throat could stand to shout. “It’s nothing,” he added, noticing the look on her face. “Put the glove back on. It’ll stop the bleeding”
“Not this one” Inari said, removing one of her own gloves and letting the soiled one drop to the ground. “Wasn’t the sun shining a moment ago?”
“Groudon and Kyogre’s abilities must have damaged the order of ways,” Hokage answered, as Inari trailed the clothing on his hand again. “Just perfect, is it not? What is Team Aqua’s status?”
“Groudon’s rampaging has taken out three of their main groups of grunts.” Inari began, hauling Hokage over more rocks again. “And they have suffered losses in equipment, consisting of communicators and the majority of their power supply by a flood.”
“And us?” He asked, repeating his question again.
Again, her eyes were on her shoes. “I don’t know. I do know, however, that Bannai managed to survive the first onslaught of the whale. He got away by having his Ditto transform into a bridge all the way up a hill, where the water had trapped us. If this lowly one may ask…” She trailed off uncomfortably, as her eyes fell on Hokage again. “Where have Kagari-sama, Homura-sama, and Matsubusa-sama gone?”
Hokage ignored the question. “Bannai got away on his Ditto? Why didn’t the others follow?”
“The majority of our group was fighting. We were all swept away by a tidal wave.” Inari laughed harshly. “More like a tsunami.”
“And you?”
“Gone with the rest. I guess I got lucky…” Inari said, unsure what her words would do. “It is possible, Hokage-sama, that several of our units might have survived.”
“Perhaps…” His feet slipped on another rock and Inari struggled to keep his weight on her shoulders. “Where will we go?”
“I-I do not know, Hokage-sama. We just need to find shelter,” Inari said, trying to calm herself as well. Quite frankly, she had no idea what to make of the situation. The closest person to helping her was on the edge of unconsciousness, and no one would ever welcome members of Team Magma into their homes.
“Find a cave” He commanded, groaning as another painful feeling, like a sword running through his arm, flew up his spine. “And make it quick.”
“Hai…” Inari whispered, as her superior gained back some of his own ability to walk. “Can you stand?”
Hokage nodded faintly. How he hated feeling so weak and pathetic. Tottering over to a small boulder in the sandy desert north of Mauville, he collapsed over it and welcomed the darkness overtaking his senses.
Japanese words/names used in this chapter:
Hokage-Hank
Kagari-Courtney
Homura-Tabitha
Matsubusa-Maxie
Inari- Melina
Hai- Yes
Flames are welcome, yes, I could alway use room to inprove... and comments are most definetely wanted!!