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The Shadow of Guarr; o.0"
Topic Started: Aug 13 2007, 04:02 PM (462 Views)
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A COPYRIGHTED Ramzam A.K.A. Innocent Bystander writing
This is more of a PG-13 fiction as this adventure genre story has a lot of description, which means I’ll try to describe the pain the character’s feeling, which as you can guess, can make it a little less for younger people. Even so, enjoy.
The Shadow of Guarr
Prologue


I quickly stumbled to my feet as I slid along the old stone floor.

“Now use Sunny Day,” commanded the voice that was ordering around my enemy.

I shielded my eyes from the bright light as the sun reflected off of the jeweled strip that ran the length of the hall. My conscious was hanging by a thread as my vision blurred. I was plagued by labored breathing and the pain of burns all over my body. I could almost feel the dead skin flaking away under the patches of scorched and blackened fur. Out of all the Pokémon in the village, I had to be the one chosen to protect the Echo?

“Blast Burn.”

I soon came to dread those two words as I saw the immense wall of fire headed my way. By now, I’d lost all clarity of vision. I couldn’t even see my assailants behind that shimmering haze. Just two large, blackened shadows in the distance. My screams of pain could be heard for miles as the fire swallowed me hole. I quickly gave up any hope of life as I fell to my knees.

“Stop, can’t you see you’re killing it?” shouted a second voice.

“That’s the point. And I told you to wait outside!”

“Monster!”

The pain was absolutely unbearable. I couldn’t even begin to describe the burning sting that pierced my skin, destroying my nerves. My entire body felt cold. Flames of such heat, they felt as if made from ice. Unthinkable, yet possible. The light of the outside world slowly.

“Are you simply going to give up? A real warrior fights to the end,” a voice began to speak in my mind, “Now rise, young Riolu. Rise and defend all that you know…”

In a burst of energy, my eyes sprang open. I could feel some sort of energy welling up within me. Like a drive to absolutely destroy the monster that hid itself behind the haze. I’d never felt anything like this before. I’d always been trained to suppress my emotions and not let them take over my mind. But this sudden power felt so good. It was as if a spirit from above had come to give me strength.

That was when my body started to glow. I’d never thought the day would come when I evolved. I felt much better, now not seeing the worlds as big as it used to be. For once I actually felt powerful. I couldn’t even begin to describe how I felt at that moment. And now I could fight.

When all was said and done, the voice that was giving the commands of my enemy gave a comment I was less than pleased of. In their eyes, I was still as weak as ever. I would prove them otherwise.

With a quick push of my foot I found myself charging forward, at full speed, fist held back and glowing a bright cyan color.

“Stop the attack.”

Little had I known all it took was those three words to stop me dead in my tracks. I hadn’t stopped voluntarily, but I found myself caught in the strong grip of two large hands. I found myself face to face with a rather strange creature in my opinion. Its belly and arms were covered in soft, light yellow fur, with a rich streak of blue heading from the top of its head down its back. Two piercing red eyes with what seemed to be small pupils. The flames constantly erupting from the rear side of the base of what most likely served as its neck were obviously the heat that distorted everything that was out of focus or in the distance. I could see the bloodlust it held in its eyes.

“Now use Hyper Beam.”

I caught a glimpse of another, larger creature standing in the background. I’d only heard stories about humans and the immensely powerful Pokémon they could command. Taking note of the attack my opponent was charging, I attempted to move out of the way. Of course, the only response I found was the hand around my middle section tightening its grip and forcing the air out of my lungs. Not even the strongest punch from my other arm could even phase it.

Time screeched to a halt as the Hyper Beam attack came straight at me. The diamond necklace that distinguished me from everyone else was blowing in the artificial wind that had been sweeping into the monster’s endless lungs. The attack itself was spreading out to a size that would undoubtedly swallow me hole. And here I was, helplessly standing there, looking like a complete dope having been caught in one of the most basic defensive holds.

The photo-like standstill disappeared as the flow of time once again became normal. I found myself held in place as the massive beam of energy tore at my very being. Of all the things I could be feeling, I had to point out stupidity. It wasn’t exactly the smartest thing to get up and fight, seeing that this would be the outcome of my choice. I should’ve gotten up and ran. However now was not the time to scold myself as the Hyper Beam came to pass, ending the waterfall of pain.

I could only hope that this monster would have mercy and spare me. Though at that very moment my heart skipped a beat as it sank into a pit of darkness.

“Well? What are you going to do with me now, I can hardly do anything except talk,” I said, my voice obviously showing how weak I was after all of this punishment.

“Just die already,” the creature proceeded to throw my limp body straight out the temple window like a piece of garbage. And at long last, I lost my conscious, knowing I wouldn’t last much longer after such brutal treatment…

Or so I thought.
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Chapter 1
(Roughly eight weeks later…)
I sighed as I stared at my reflection in a nearby puddle. My left ear was crushed to the point of never healing, yet I could somehow hear with it. Humans stared at me because of the way I looked. Mangled ear, an old headband with a metal plate worn around my neck along with a necklace, who wouldn’t? I hadn’t a clue where I was, or what surrounded me. Not even after seven weeks in some weird building with a jolly human and some strangely egg-shaped Pokémon had gotten me anywhere near accustomed to any of this. They all acted as if I was born in a place like this. I would go home, provided I knew which way the village was.

My fur was drenched with water because of the recent snow. That of course made me look even worse than I already did. But by now, I could care less in this jungle of stones and structures made from strange material. It hurt to fall and hit the ground and the few places humans didn’t roam were dank alleyways, hidden from the sunlight. And even then, you could still see the occasional human wandering these dark backstreets. This place was much too rough for my liking.

A few hours of aimless wandering saw me to what appeared to be hundreds of living spaces pushed together into what seemed like a small space. Out of curiosity, I peered through a glass door out of natural curiosity. A young human was playing with a Pokémon nearly double their size. The Pokémon’s most notable features were its bulk and huge mouth that was lined with large, sharp teeth. Actually surprised something like that could be so docile, I gave a silent chuckle. Of course, I immediately turned and began walking away when it turned in my direction.

Of course in a place like this, you couldn’t really have any fun if you didn’t have a friend. That was what really made it suck to be me. I was completely alone in the middle of the winter. The scenery reflected myself. Cold and stripped of near everything. How did I even end up in a place like this to begin with?

I sighed and watched my breath turn into a white cloud of steam. As the sun crept out from behind a cloud, the warmth of its rays immediately erupted from the hole in the sky, casting a warm glow on my fur. I could almost feel myself drying off. To actually be warm for once in weeks felt great. It made me wish I could just curl up into a ball and fall asleep. The snow seemed more like a blanket of brilliant gems hat I could sleep under, rather than a bunch of tiny ice crystals. Shame I couldn’t. This place was so strangely foreign that I found it hard to sleep unless I was actually tired.

More wandering brought me to a less densely populated area with gentle rolling hills. The dead grass had yet to be covered with snow and so move in the wind, generating waves of washed out amber. I couldn’t help but wonder whatever happened to the village. If it’s still standing, what’s my family thinking? Am I their disgrace for losing that utterly one-sided battle? I closed my eyes, not wanting to think about it.

“Hey,” said a quiet voice, muffled by layers of cloth, “You cold? I have a spare coat…” I could sense the nervousness radiating from the creature. I guess you could consider a Lucario dangerous if you looked at it in the right perspective. Not mention I had that feral grunge going on, so I figured it must’ve made me seem pretty dangerous.

Eyes open, I turned around.

Standing in front of me was the second smallest human I’d ever seen. It stood maybe a few inches above my own height, but was relatively small. If it wasn’t for the long brown hair hanging out from the bundle of cloth, I wouldn’t have been able to distinguish a gender, but from that single detail I felt safe to assume it was female. Her soft eyes seemed to know what I was going through. However, the fact that near its entire body was armored in all that heavy clothing kept me uneasy.

Held out in its hands was a brown jacket, lined with soft fur over the beige stitches. It was made with obvious quality, being a garment you’d normally see a wealthy human wear during this time of the year. But exactly why was it giving me clothes?

“I saw you wandering around town yesterday and you looked pretty cold out in the snow. I was going to ask if you wanted to come stay with me and my family, but you disappeared. That was when I had a tailor make this specifically for you,” the human said, moving her scarf away and clearly projecting her voice through the still, snow-bound hill. “It should fit perfectly.

I hadn’t even known anything or anyone was watching me. Quietly, I accepted the jacket, not sure what to say. I could already feel the jacket’s warmth without even putting it on. “Thanks…” I said in an undertone as I felt the soft fabric, a blank expression on my face. Of course, I wish the human could understand exactly what I was saying, but in a moment like this, it could be pretty easy to guess. Putting on a piece of clothing wasn’t rocket science, and as a Pokémon of significant intelligence, I easily wore the jacket in the right fashion.

We both just stared at each other expectantly. I was waiting to see what the human would do next. She was probably waiting to see if I’d leave or something. Unlike most Pokémon, I tend to pay rather close attention to what people say. And I’d definitely caught the part of the human wanting to take me home with it. That sounded like a plan. I’d be cleaned for once in weeks. I’d have a warm place to sleep and eat. I could have a friend for once, and in all honesty, all I really wanted was a simple life with humans. I wouldn’t have to worry about guarding something of almighty importance and I wouldn’t be pressured for perfection. I wasn’t thinking about myself. The aura coming from this human definitely suggested she needed someone in her life and her parents weren’t helping. It was really depressing.

Out of nowhere, she just began walking away, without a word. This human probably figured I just wanted it to leave me alone. Ha, now that’s funny. This girl needed help, and I had to be the one who’d do it. This sort of emotional aura suggested little will to live. I wasn’t about to wait until she committed suicide and feel like an ass for not doing anything when I could.

“Hey, wait,” I said, jogging until I was beside her, “You could at least say something before walking away like that.” I sighed in a cloud of steam as we slowly made our way back toward the city.

That was when a large ball of fire stopped in front of us, quickly uncurling to show the very same monster that’d nearly killed me eight weeks before. And apparently it was going through its growth spurts—it stood nearly twice my height—roughly two feet taller than the last time I saw it. The human that gave it orders wasn’t anywhere in sight.

“That’s one big Typhlosion…” the girl said in awe as she slowly backed away. That’s what this thing was? A Typhlosion?

The fire that rested on its shoulders blazed to life and the tremendous heat quickly melted the snow around us. It immediately began charging for its all too devastating Hyper Beam. That attack nearly did me in—the human would be completely obliterated if she was caught in the beam.

Without a second thought I held onto her coat with one hand and pushed my other toward the large Typhlosion. A dome of cyan energy enveloped us both as the Typhlosion’s attack slammed into it, simply bursting all around the area and fading out. Protect. I quickly stepped forward and gestured for the girl to cover her ears as I took a deep breath. Metal Sound was one of the most dreaded attacks around, especially considering it was ten times worse than Screech. As soon as I was sure the human had covered its ears, I let loose an incredibly loud scream. My blood curdled at its sound. Imagine a chalkboard being scratched with nails made of rough iron. Multiply that by about five times. That, combined with the sheer volume was enough to send the Typhlosion to a position on the ground, hands clapped over its ears, completely paralyzed by the attack. I quickly let my voice die down as I turned, taking the girl’s hand as we ran off into what was apparently Onyxia City by what I’d seen on a few signs.
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I like it! I think it's a good idea. 8/10
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