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  1. I've decided to start writing my own short stories involving, Kanna. They will be mostly alternative universes and stuff. Kind of like small fetishes or whatever I'm craving at the moment. It will be third person style but mostly from Kanna's perspective. If you like the way a story is going I don't mind turning it into a roleplay together So the original universe I picture Kanna in is where the parents are usually not home due to business trips and being more interested in their careers. Her brother who I don't really have a specifics in mind, usually his name is something Japanese, he wears glasses, has grey or white hair medium length hair, gold eyes, is at least 6 foot, slender, nerdy, and cares deeply for his little sister. Hopefully in my writing you'll get a better idea of his intended personality in my writing. I might write something short just to give you an idea. Note: Oniichan means older brother in Japanese.
  2. I still hate myself for choosing to do postgame. Also, like Episode 15, due to the nature of how this and all of Episode 15 are written, I'm posting them here instead of the same place as the other 14 episodes...because yeah. The run is finished so the remaining episodes will be released over time because I chose to do postgame. Everything after this is going back to the place I posted the first 14 episodes. A day had passed since Ruby aided the Ultra Recon Squad in stopping the rampaging Stakataka in Poni Grove. Luckily, any news of the incident was kept to a minimum, but it was likely due to the upcoming press conference at the Aether Paradise. Ever since the Necrozma incident at the Alter of the Moone, Ruby had been hearing people asking questions and wondering what had taken place. At least to Ruby, it didn't mean much since her duties as Champion had priority. Stepping out of her room early in the morning, she noticed her mom standing in front of the boxes that still hasn't unpacked. "All right! I've put it off long enough! Now that Ruby has become the Champion..." Ruby's mom said, turning around and looking down at her Meowth. 'Is she actually going to do something about those boxes?' Ruby wondered, deciding to keep quiet for the moment. "Meowth! This is it! We're really, definitely going to put away these boxes today!" she continued until the doorbell rang. "Oh, now who could that be?" she wondered only for someone to come running inside unannounced. "Sophocles? What are you doing here?" Ruby asked, making her way over to the door. "Ruby... I...I...You've got to..." Sophocles tried to say while he caught his breath. "What huge, random task likely involving unknown beings from another dimension do I have to do this time?" Ruby asked. "What are you talking about?" Sophocles questioned. "It's a long story..." Ruby mumbled. "Oh, are you one of Ruby's friends? I'm her mom. It's so nice to meet you!" Ruby's mom said, getting herself involved in the conversation. Sophocles jumped when he suddenly heard the voice of Ruby's mom, turning towards her. "Eeek! S-S-S-Sorrocles! I mean I'm sophorry! I mean I'm sorry! No, I mean I'm Sophocles! I'm a very sorry Sophocles!" Sophocles said. Ruby couldn't help but laugh a bit at this while Sopholcoes turned away. "Sorry... Let me just calm down a bit..." Sophocles said before turning around to face Ruby again. "I...I came because I need your help, Ruby..." Sophocles finally said. 'Here we go again," Ruby thought. "A bunch of strange guys appeared out of nowhere and...and they took over Festival Plaza!" Sophocles explained, but Ruby turned her head as if he had no idea what he was talking about. "You mean that weird place you showed me that one time?" Ruby asked. "I'll show you what I mean. Come on!" Sophocles said, grabbing Ruby's arm and taking her outside. He took out a device with two screens and pressed a few buttons. In a flash of light, Ruby and Sophocles were gone. They reappeared in a circular plaza with a number of shops and attractions with a strange red castle in the center with a bunch of Rs in a rainbow background on the monitors. "Is that supposed to look like that?" Ruby asked, pointing to the castle. "No, it isn't. The space here suddenly became all twisted and the programming of the Plaza was rewritten! That's why the castle looks so..." "Really weird?" Ruby asked. "You think so? It looks pretty menacing, like where a final boss would live... I think it looks kinda cool!" Sophocles said while Ruby let out a sigh. "Sophocles, this isn't a video game. Final bosses don't exist in reality," Ruby pointed out. "Still, they broke through my impenetrable security system, even if they did take advantage of a system malfunction. And they've taken complete control of Festival Plaza," Sophocles said. As Ruby listened to him talk, something occurred to her. She recalled hearing the voice in her head talk about a "twisted script" and things not sounding like they should, leading her to believe that the voice's sudden disappearance and the takeover of the Festival Plaza may be connected. "So, all we have to do is take down the guys behind this operation?" Ruby asked. "Yes, but be careful. These guys know what they're doing," Sophocles replied. "When has that ever stopped me?" Ruby said. "Then you'll help me take back Festival Plaza?" Sophocles asked. "Normally, I would say no because something tells me this place has some problems without the takeover. But this time, I'll do it," Ruby said. Sophocles let out a sigh of relief. "I'm glad that you're with me, Ruby. You're the Champion, after all! W-well... Let's go then..." Sophocles said, making his way towards the castle. 'If all this goes well, that voice in my head should come back, and maybe we can figure out why so many people have been wanting to challenge me lately,' Ruby thought, following Sophocles into the castle. When they got inside, a single man wearing a black suit and a hat was standing in the middle of the room. Hearing the approaching footsteps, he turned to face Ruby and Sophocles. Ruby stopped in her tracks when she saw the rainbow R on the front of his shirt. 'There's no way, right? That team was beaten by some guy years ago...' Ruby thought until he heard the man speak. "Hey, who are you?! Nobody should be able to enter Team Rocket's Castle!" the man questioned. "Team Rocket?! But that's impossible! Team Rocket was beaten years ago by someone named Red! It's old news in Kanto, but people still talk about it!" Ruby said, but as if her words didn't exist, Sophocles went on. "I-I have admin rights..." he tried to say until the man stomped his foot on the ground. "What?! How dare you try to confuse me with your nerdy language!" the man shouted before he turned around and took a moment to calm down. He cleared his throat and turned back towards Ruby and Sophocles. "No matter! Team Rocket's Castle is under our control! There's nothing you can do, whoever you are!" the man said, laughing while he walked away. Ruby clenched her fists and watched as the man walked off. "It seems like this group calls itself Team Rocket. They definitely don't seem like nice people..." Sophocles said. 'Of course they aren't. They steal Pokemon from people. They've even killed one before...' Ruby thought to herself. "I can't believe I've allowed Festival Plaza to be taken over by people like them..." Sophocles said, pacing around a bit while he put a hand to his chin. "Still... He said this castle was under their control. What exactly did he mean...?" he asked himself before returning to Ruby. "Give me a sec and I'll check," Sophocles said, taking out the same device he used to transport him and Ruby to the Festival Plaza. He pressed a few buttons, staring hard at the device. After a few moments, he put it away and turned his attention back to Ruby. "I've got it, Ruby... They have some sort of program lock that prevents us from using the Pokemon in our pary!" Sophocles said. "Well, that's just great. How do we clear these guys out of here, then?" Ruby asked, turning her attention towards a woman dressed the same way as the first man they saw, staring at the Battle Agency desk. 'Maybe...we don't have to use our own Pokemon,' Ruby wondered. "Do you have any ideas on how to get Team Rocket out of here, Ruby?" Sophocles asked. Ruby smiled a bit and turned back towards Sophocles. "How about the Battle Agency?" Ruby asked. "The Battle Agency...? Oh, of course! If we use the Battle Agency rules, we can use other people's Pokemon to battle! It doesn't matter if we can't use our own!" Sophocles replied, taking his device out once again. "Just a sec..." he said while he fiddled with his machine. "Using my admin rights to access the debug features... Rebooting the reception program..." Sophocles mumbled. In a flash of light, a female receptionist appeared behind the once empty Battle Agency desk. "I've made it so we can use the Battle Agency now, too... I wish there was more I could do...but I can't even access my full admin rights..." Sophocles said. "I can take care of it from here. Just leave it to me," Ruby said, making her way towards the Battle Agency desk. "I'll try and get back complete admin access while you keep them busy!" Sophocles said. Ruby turned and nodded in agreement before turning back around and walking to the desk. "Welcome to the Battle Agency!" the receptionist said with a smile. She gave Ruby the general rundown of how the Battle Agency worked before presenting her with three Poke Balls. Ruby looked up at the screen behind the receptionist to see what Pokemon were available. 'A Golisopod, and two Pokemon I've never seen before. Guzma has a Golisopod, and I doubt it let him down. I should pick that one,' Ruby thought, taking the first Poke Ball. Due to the glitches in the Festival Plaza, the Battle Agency could only provide Ruby with hologram trainers instead of actual people, but Ruby didn't really mind it. "Last but not least, before you begin, we request that you project the proper look of an agent at the Battle Agency. Good luck!" the receptionist said, handing Ruby a pair of sunglasses. "Um...ok. Thanks," Ruby said, putting on her sunglasses and stepping onto the transporter next to the desk. 'Here goes something," Ruby thought, closing her eyes as the receptionist hit a button on the bottom of her desk that activated the teleporter, sending Ruby to the stadium in an instant. When she opened her eyes, she found herself in a large, mostly light blue stadium surrounded by silhouettes in the stands. Two other trainers were already in the stadium and Ruby guessed it was the trainers she was supposed to be battling with. She made her way over to the two, and once she did, the referee in the center of the stadium spoke up. "Let me introduce the trainers who will battle along with you," she said, but the two other trainers only gave generic responses. Ruby shook her head while a voice rang out through the stadium. "Installing a battle program... Type "Team Rainbow Rocket." "Rainbow Rocket?" Ruby asked as a man who looked exactly like the one who spoke to her and Sophocles earlier appeared and made his way over to the center of the stadium. "Oh! Who are you? I'll beat you!" the man said. 'He's just as generic as these other two...' Ruby thought. "Let's do this! Raticate, go!" the grunt said, throwing out his first Pokemon, a Raticate. However, this Raticate was nothing like the Alolan variety was. It was as Ruby remembered seeing in Kanto, a normal Raticate. "So that's how they're going to do things, huh? Alright, Golisopod, let's show him what we're made of!" Ruby said, sending out the Golisopod she was borrowing. "Alright, let's give this guy a good first impression, Golisopod!" Ruby called out. The Golisopod went forward and stabbed the Raticate with it's arms, doing significant damage until it started eating the berry it was holding. "That was nothing. Raticate, use Super Fang!" the grunt said. The Raticate's teeth began to glow white as it ran towards Golisopod and bit down hard on it's arm. Golisopod shook it's arm to get the Raticate off before running off behind Ruby, almost as if it was using her as a shield. "Oh right, Guzma's Golisopod did this too. Well, that's fantastic. Return for now," Ruby mumbled, returning the Golisopod to it's Poke Ball and turning towards the two generic trainers waiting for their chance. "So, who wants to go now?" Ruby asked. The sunglasses wearing boy stepped forward with his Poke Ball, sending out a Passimian. 'They may not talk much, but maybe they can actually do something,' Ruby thought. "It doesn't matter at all. Raticate, use another Super Fang!" the grunt said. Like before, the Raticate ran towards the Passimian and bit on it with it's fangs as hard as it could. As the Raticate was trying to return to it's trainer, the Passimian swung it's arm into the Raticate and threw it onto the ground. The impact with the ground was enough to make the Raticate faint. "Not bad, generic guy," Ruby said. While the boy didn't say anything, the Rainbow Rocket grunt was not happy. "You got lucky, kid. My next Pokemon won't be as easy to take down. Go, Golbat!" the grunt said, sending out his next Pokemon. "This one could be trouble," Ruby quietly said. "Golbat, use Screech!" the grunt ordered. The Golbat let out a loud, piercing noise that forced Ruby, the other trainers, and even the Passimian to block their ears. In an attempt to stop the noise, Passimian threw an Iron Ball it had with it at the Golbat. The attack was enough to knock Golbat out of the sky, but not enough to make it faint. At the very least, it had stopped making the noise. "You're getting on my nerves! Golbat, use Toxic!" the grunt said. The Golbat fired off a stream of purple liquid from it's mouth, poisoning the Passimian when it landed on it. The Passimian ran at the Golbat, despite being weakened by the poison, grabbing the bat Pokemon by it's legs and jumping into the air. It swung around in the air and threw the Golbat to the ground. Like the Raticate, it wasn't able to take the impact of the attack and fainted. "Alright, one more to go," Ruby said. "I'm not going to let you win! Arbok, go!" the grunt shouted, sending out his final Pokemon. Ruby turned his attention to the other girl standing next to her. "Hey, you're up," Ruby said. The girl gave a simple nod while the generic boy returned his Passimian. She stepped forward and threw out a Clawitzer. "Arbok, go for a Bite attack!" the grunt ordered. The Arbok charged at the Clawitzer and bit down on it's big claw with it's mouth. The Clawitzer shook the Arbok off and it slithered on back to it's trainer. "Go for another Bite, Arbok!" the grunt said. Like before, the Arbok charged at the Clawitzer and bit into it again. As the Arbok started going back to it's trainer, streams of brown water began to pour out of Clawitzer's claw, and the Pokemon fired the water out like a cannon at the Arbok. "Well...that's something you don't see every day," Ruby said mostly to herself. "No! I won't lose this! Arbok, use Wrap!" the grunt said. The Arbok slithered over and tried to wrap itself around Clawitzer's body, but mostly only managed to get around the Pokemon's large claw. The Clawitzer slowly tried to open it's claw, hitting the Arbok with another blast of water. The blast forced Arbok off of it and back towards it's trainer, causing the snake to slam right into the Rainbow Rocket grunt. A few moments passed and Ruby, along with the Rainbow Rocket grunt, were teleported out of the stadium and back to the Festival Plaza proper. "So, how about that?" Ruby said, crossing her arms with a smile on her face. "Impossible! This kid...defeated me?!" the Rainbow Rocket grunt questioned before stomping his foot on the ground. "That's unfair! You shouldn't be able to battle so effectively with other people's Pokemon!" the grunt added. He shook his head and pointed at Ruby and Sophocles, who had joined Ruby shortly after her return. "Bah... Get 'em, guys!" the man said. Several more Rainbow Rocket grunts who were standing around walked over, leaving Ruby and Sophocles surrounded. "We can't let you take back Team Rocket's Castle. The boss's plans depend on it!" the man said. "The boss?" Ruby asked. "Just in time... Full system restore!" Sophocles said. In a flash of light, several of the Festival Plaza workers had reappeared. Sophocles continued playing with his device in order to get the Rainbow Rocket grunts out of the Festival Plaza. "Target set to Team Rocket... Executing kick from Festival Plaza!" Sophocles added, pressing one more button. In moments, several of the Rainbow Rocket grunts began to dissapear. The first man, who seemed to be leading the group, made one final charge at Ruby before he also vanished. "That was a bit too close for comfort," Ruby said. "Whew... That was close. ...Thanks for your help, Ruby! You kept them busy just long enough for me to get back full admin access... I've used that access to lock Team Rocket from the Festival Plaza forever! I also restored all the features and everything to normal, too," Sophocles explained. "Actually, Sophocles, can you try to fix one more thing for me?" Ruby asked. "What other thing do you want me to fix? Sophocles asked. Ruby took a deep breath and told Sophocles everything that she knew about the voice in her head that guided her along her island challenge and how it had suddenly vanished after she had become the Champion. Hearing herself, she thought that the whole thing actually sounded a little crazy, but at the same time, she knew that the whole thing was real. "I'm telling you that it's all true. If it wasn't for that voice, I don't think I'd even be here right now," Ruby said, watching as Sophocles started walking away from her as if her entire story was nothing but crazy talk. Ruby sighed and walked back inside the castle, taking a seat in a nearby chair. 'I just want them to come back. Without the voice guiding me along, I don't think I ever would've become the champion of Alola. If they were here, maybe we could figure out what's going on with these Ultra Beasts and these Team Rainbow Rocket people. All I want is for things to go back to how they were before,' Ruby thought, looking up at the ceiling. For a few moments, she didn't hear anything at all. Deep down, she had hoped for something to happen, but when those hopes were proven to be a waste of time, Ruby shook her head and stood up. As she started walking towards the castle's exit, a faint, but familiar voice rang out. Ruby stopped and looked around, a part of her thinking she was finally losing it. "I must finally be hearing things," Ruby said until she heard the voice again, a bit clearer than before. She looked around once again just to make sure she wasn't dreaming. 'Is this really possible? How can I hear the voice again so suddenly? Is this some kind of sign or something?' Ruby wondered while she walked around a bit. She shook her head, a part of thinking the reason didn't really matter much. She knew that she could trust the voice to guide her along the way and hopefully help her figure out what was going on. So then I said "well, Diamond and Pearl suck because the games are ultra slow, and Platinum is the only thing saving Sinnoh from being on par with Kalos or Alola in terms of..." Um...Hi? What the heck is this? What's going on here. I finally have access to the Ultra Moon stuff and now Sophocles is thanking me for something and giving me an Eject Button. What even happened? Ever since Episode 14 ended, I've been locked out of my Ultra Moon project. I can only guess this was the work of the same person who's been breaking my script. Well, no worries, it's over now. Now we can start with Episode 15. Wait, what? What do you mean there's already an Episode 15? I never wrote an Episode 15. And who even titled this episode? I thought Team Rocket was censored...and wait, what? Is the script fixed? That's convenient. How did that even happen? This totally has something to do with the weird things going on since the whole Masked Royal case. Well...alright then. I guess we're back in business. I honestly had no intention of doing postgame since there's not even much to do in postgame, but we'll cross that bridge when we get to it. Instead, let's talk about what goes down next here in the Gen 7 postgame. According to the game, what comes next takes place straight away after the Rainbow Rocket incident at the Festival Plaza. I won't argue with it, but to be honest, the whole thing just seems a little...eh. Anyway, how about we get on with the show. But first...who named the Type: Null you get without a choice after Gladion the Edgelord? It's also Modest, so it sucks too since Type: Null and Silvally learn almost no special attacks at all, or at least learn any worth using. I'll have to box it later. I'm beating around the bush, now, though. After the whole Festival Plaza fiasco, I guess instead of taking care of those boxes, she taught her Meowth how to turn on the TV. Pro tip, don't teach your pets to turn on electronics. After they walk away, we get to see a press conference from the Aether Paradise regarding the clouds that appeared over Poni Island, but we already know it was the whole Necrozma thing. Lusamine, who is actually crazy and not a good person at all, kinda just drops the bomb and says it was Necrozma's fault. I mean, we still get our praise and...Faba walks away. Ok, I didn't like him anyway. Moving on, as Lusamine rambles on, an Ultra Wormhole opens up and suddenly Rainbow Rocket guy tackles the cameraman. Apparently, there's chaos, but let's be real here, not much is actually going on because Lusamine went after a mysterious man. And so, the Rainbow Rocket Episode begins, postgame content added into Pokemon Ultra Sun and Ultra Moon, and since we're here, we may as well nuzlocke it. I know in the earlier stages of this run, I was on the fence about doing postgame, but at this point, I might as well do it. It gives me more reasons to complain about these games and how...lackluster they are in my opinion. So...Ultra Wormholes are still a thing, and after that little moment, there's someone at the door again. Because in this universe, people don't lock their doors, Lillie comes barging in, but at least she's nice about it...unlike a certain shirtless murderer I will be talking about briefly in the next episode. Anyway, turns out she saw the Ultra Wormhole problem at Aether Paradise, and she just tells us that she's going to see what's going on. I mean, we could always go and see what's up, but..we're not going to do that. Now, here's the thing. We aren't being forced to go to Aether Paradise. We can go there and handle business there anytime we want, so here's what we're gonna go. Some new areas have been unlocked now that we're conqueror of Alola, and that means encounters. That and I want to prove that these games lack in content. I mean, at the time of writing this, Let's Go Pikachu and Eevee have just released and those games have disappointingly small amounts of postgame content even though in my honest opinion, the entire game is a disappointment. We're not here to talk about those games, though. Next time, we will be doing everything we can except the Rainbow Rocket stuff. So, until next time. And no, I'm not catching the Tapus. They're sort of in the same class as the Lake Trio, but better, and even though I will be bending rules soon for certain reasons, I am marking the Tapus in the same class as legendaries like Zygarde and Necrozma. So yeah, we're not breaking the postgame extremely hard. Anyway, with that out of the way, until the next episode. Also, the Rainbow Rocket grunt theme is fantastic and you'll be doing yourself a favor by listening to it.
  3. Due to the nature of how this and most of Episode 16 are written, I'm posting them here instead of the same place as the other 14 episodes...because yeah. The run is finished so the remaining episodes will be released over time because I chose to do postgame. Without further delay, let's begin. Three days had passed since the crowning of Alola's new champion, Ruby. Ever since her victory over Hau, challengers who had completed their island challenges had been making their way up Mount Lanakila to challenge her almost endlessly. Along with the seemingly endless flow of trainers, the voice in Ruby's head that was guiding her along her adventure was suddenly gone, leaving the young trainer to figure things out on her own. While she could tell, without question, that something weird was going on, she was far too exhausted to think it over. After another long day of taking challenges from trainers who managed to defeat the Elite Four, Ruby walked into to her room, threw off her hat, and lied down on her bed. "Being the champion is a lot harder than I thought. When it's not challengers, it's problems popping up all over the region. Why is all of this the work of just the champion?" Ruby said to herself. She let out a sigh and turned to face the ceiling. "It's going to be another long day tomorrow. I guess all I can do is hope less people will come to challenge the Elite Four," Ruby added before she closed her eyes and fell asleep. Meanwhile, standing alone at the summit of the Alter of the Moone was a black haired boy carrying a suitcase in his hand. He smiled and took off the sunglasses he was wearing, looking towards the Ultra Wormhole with his cold, grey eyes. "That Kukui was a fool. I had a feeling he would fail to destroy our target. At least he managed to get me the tool I need for my backup plan," the boy said to himself, setting his suitcase down and taking out what looked like a remote. "At least our other problem has been contained for the time being, and Kukui no longer has any memory of me or my plans. Now, "Champion" Ruby, let's see how you fare against an Ultra Beast the likes you've never seen before. I will crush your hope and drown this region in shadows," the boy added, letting out a loud laugh as he pressed a button on his remote. A beam of blue shot into the Ultra Wormhole, as if it were in search of something. Early the next morning, Ruby slowly got out of bed and made her way out of her room. She didn't have much time before she heard the front door open and Hau stepped into the house. "Please, not right now..." Ruby mumbled. "A-lo-la!" Hau called out. Ruby let out a sigh and shook her head. "If it's not trainers every twenty minutes, it's this. Can't I just have one day of peace and quiet?" Ruby said mostly to herself while Hau was talking to her mom's Meowth. Slowly, she made her way over just as Hau turned his attention to her. "Oh, by the way. There were some pretty interesting people looking for you, too, Ruby. So, come on, let's get out there! The Champion of Alola doesn't get to just stay inside all day!" Hau said before heading outside. "I'd rather stay inside all day than go back up to that cold mountain and take challenges all day long. If I knew being the Champion would be this rough, I would've let Hau win," Ruby said until something came to her mind. 'But...why do I get this bad feeling that something horrible would happen if I did let him win?' Ruby thought. She remembered the voice in her head going on about Kukui doing something in another version of Alola, but at the time, she had only assumed it couldn't be true. For the time being, Ruby decided to forget about it and focus on what Hau said as she returned to her room to get ready. After taking the time to get herself ready, Ruby made her way outside to find Hau along with Phyco and Soliera. "Hello, Ruby. Congratulations on becoming Alola's first Champion," Soliera said to Ruby after she closed the door and walked down the stairs. "Oh...thanks," Ruby simply answered. "I heard the battle against Hau to decide the Champion was quite the spectacle," Soliera added. While Ruby wanted to say that something about the whole thing felt unusual, she instead chose to keep her mouth shut and listen to what the Ultra Recon Squad members had to say. "So, Champion, as they call you, would you be so kind as to give us your assistance?" Phyco asked. "Assistance? What kind of assistance?" Ruby questioned. "Ultra Beasts have appeared on Poni Island. Somehow, they managed come through the Ultra Wormhole at the alter," Soliera explained. "But that's not right. The last time Ultra Beasts came through wormholes, it was because of Necrozma. Something weird is going on around here," Ruby pointed out. "Yes, and at the same time, we are no match for these beasts. That is why we request your assistance, Champion," Pycho said. "Me and Decidueye are gonna go, too!" Hau said. "We were planning on heading over immediately. Would you care to come along?" Pycho continued. Ruby took a few moments to think it over before she shook her head. "If we're going to be dealing with Ultra Beasts, I'll need a few moments to get ready," Ruby replied. Pycho and Soliera looked at each other for a moment, then back to Ruby. "Very well. We will meet you beyond the Ancient Poni Path," Pycho said. The two Ultra Recon Squad members did their usual strange version of waving or whatever it was and started walking away along with Hau, leaving Ruby by herself. She let out a sigh and looked up at the sky. 'More Ultra Beasts? What's even going on here in Alola?' Ruby thought, looking ahead towards the nearby Pokemon Center. "Well...I better go and get ready. If that weird jellyfish Ultra Beast or Necrozma are any indication, these new Ultra Beasts won't be so easy to bring down," Ruby said while she walked towards the Pokemon Center, making a mental list of how many Hyper Potions she may need to buy in order to be ready. After a trip to the Pokemon Center to get one of her Pokemon from the PC along with getting some more potions, Ruby used her Ride Pager to Charizard Glide to Poni Breaker Coast. From what she remembered the last time she was on Poni Island, a man was blocking the way deeper into the island, telling her to return when she became a champion. On her way over, she spotted Hau talking to the woman from the Aether Foundation, Wicke. 'It's that woman from Aether Paradise. What is she doing here?' Ruby thought to herself while she walked through the tall grass and made her way over to the two. "Ruby! Over here!" Hau called out. Once Ruby reached Hau and Wicke, she was warned of the Ultra Beasts running wild in Poni Grove. "So I guess this whole thing wasn't some excuse to get me away from the league..." Ruby mumbled to herself. "My young friend Ruby. Congratulations on becoming Champion. I heard you and Master Hau will be looking into the mysteries of the Ultra Beasts, is that right?" Wicke said. "Yeah, we have it covered. If there's a disaster involving the Ultra Beasts, it's up to the Champion to put a stop to it, right?" Ruby replied. Wicke smiled a bit. "I will support you however I can. I've brought you both a little something," Wicke said, pulling a couple of Big Malasadas out of the bag she was carrying and handing one to each of the kids. "Oh...thanks. I'll be sure to eat it later," Ruby replied, trying her best to hide her disappointment. "Young Master Gladion also left something with me for you. It is Type: Null," Wicke said, causing Ruby to take a surprised step back. "A Type: Null? But why?" Ruby asked, deciding to put that thought on hold when something else came to mind. 'Normally, that voice in my head tells me what nickname I'll give my new Pokemon. It's still gone, so...what do I name this Type: Null?' Ruby wondered. She walked around in a circle for a few moments, playing with her hair as she thought. It took her a few moments before a name came to mind. "I'll call it Gladion," Ruby said, accepting the Poke Ball from Wicke and putting it in her bag along with the rest of her Poke Balls. Once she was all set, she looked past Wicke at the area up ahead. "So they're up ahead? The Ultra Beasts, I mean," Ruby asked. "Yes, but before you go, I have something else for you," Wicke replied, searching through her bag again. 'There's more?' Ruby wondered shortly before Wicke thrusted a stack of discs into Ruby's arms. "You'll need these to change the type of Type: Null's evolution, Silvally," Wicke said with a smile. "Oh, thanks. I'll have to thank Gladion when he comes back," Ruby said while she dumped the discs on the ground and started putting them into her bag one at a time. "The Ultra Recon Squad is already waiting for you in Poni Grove. You should go and join them when you're ready," Wicke said, closing her bag and starting to walk away. "Ruby, I'm going to go on ahead," Hau said, turning away from Ruby and heading north. Once Ruby had finished putting away the discs given to her by Wicke, she looked towards the grove. 'Well, here goes something...' she thought to herself and made her way into Poni Grove. Stepping through the large, grassy space, Ruby made her way over to where Phyco and Soliera were waiting along with Hau. "Thank you very much for coming, the Ultra Beast, now called Stakataka, are lost and wandering in Poni Grove," Soliera explained. 'If they're just lost, then why did you even call me here? Couldn't you just have Hau take care of this? There's probably some kind of catch, right?' Ruby wondered. "It is my guess that they are distraught... They most likely will attack anything they see," Phyco added. 'And there's the catch,' Ruby thought before Soliera walked over to her and handed her several Beast Balls. "And here are some Beast Balls. Normally, you would have to buy these at Aether Paradise, but they were kind enough to give some to us," Soliera said. "So we're going to catch these Ultra Beasts?" Ruby asked. "We leave that to you two. All we wish for is that the Stakataka be able to live peacefully," Soliera answered. "We have learned from what happened with Necrozma. We must not try to control these creatures but focus on protecting them. It would put both ourselves and the Stakataka at ease if you would capture them," Phycho said. "Whatever floats your boat, pal," Ruby mumbled. "Sounds good to me! C'mon, Ruby! Let's go help the Stakataka!" "Hau, we don't even know what these things-" Ruby tried to say, but Hau had alread run off towards the tall grass. "Stakataka! Come out, come out, wherever you are!" Hau called out. 'I don't think I'll ever understand him,' Ruby thought, turning away from Hau towards the tall grass straight ahead of her. 'I really hope that these Ultra Beasts aren't as dangerous as Necrozma was. When I fought that thing, it didn't just make my Pokemon faint. It...killed them. It hasn't even just been Necrozma. All throughout my island challenge, my Pokemon have been dying instead of fainting...but why isn't it happening to anyone else?' Ruby thought to herself until she had realized she walked right into the tall grass. An unfamiliar cry pushed her out of her thoughts and turned her attention towards something up ahead. Ruby slowly approached the unfamiliar cry only for a being made of dark-gray, square stoned lifeforms stacked together like a tower with a leg extending from each corner. Ruby fell back in surprise when the beast shot out of the grass. "T-this must be it," Ruby said, digging through her bag for one of her Poke Balls in a hurry. "Master Derp, I choose you!" Ruby called out after she got her hands on one of her Poke Balls and throwing it up into the air. The ball opened up and Master Derp, her Slowbro that had been with her for most of her island challenge emerged in a flash of light. Master Derp absently stared at the Ultra Beast in front of him, as if he had no idea where he was or what was going on. "Alright, Master Derp, go and-" Ruby was about to say until she noticed a strange red aura begin to cover the Stakataka. 'It's just like with that jellyfish and Necrozma. I better be careful. This thing might have a trick up it's sleeve,' Ruby thought. "Master Derp, use Ice Beam!" Ruby called out. For a moment, Master Derp turned to face her with his usual absentminded expression. After a moment, he turned back towards the Ultra Beast and opened it's mouth while a light blue ball began to form in front of it. He fired off light blue beams at the Stakataka, but the attack didn't seem to have much of an effect. The beast shook off Master Derp's attack easily while it's eyes turned red and it's body became surrounded by a white aura. It charged right at Master Derp and slammed into him, pushing the Slowbro back a bit. As always, Master Derp didn't seem very bothered by it. "Ok, that didn't work. Let's try a Psychic. Don't go too overboard, Master Derp. We're trying to catch it, not make it faint," Ruby said. Master Derp gave a delayed cry of agreement and his eyes began to glow light blue while his intended target became outlined in light blue. Master Derp slowly lifted up Stakataka using it's Psychic, sweat running down his forehead due to the Ultra Beast's weight. The most Master Derp could do was push the Stakataka back a little bit before it came charging in with another Iron Head. Unlike before, however, the Ultra Beast's attack was a bit weaker than before. "I think we've got it, Master Derp. Go for one more Ice Beam and I'll try the Beast Ball after that," Ruby said while her Pokemon followed her command and fired off another beam of ice. Master Derp ended up taking a third Iron Head, but the constant assault didn't concern him at all. Sometimes, Ruby wondered if anything bothered her Slowbro, but she decided not to think about it and pulled a Beast Ball out of her bag. "Alright, here goes something!" Ruby said, tossing the ball at the Ultra Beast. The Stakataka was taken into the ball and the Beast Ball itself landed on the ground. Ruby held her breath as the ball shook once. She took a step forward after the second shake, and with the third, she was convinced that it would break out. When the ball stopped shaking and confirmed that the Stakataka was caught, she let out a sigh of relief. "That wasn't so bad. Good work, Master Derp. Return for now," Ruby said while she walked over to the Beast Ball. Master Derp only turned his head in confusion before being returned to his Poke Ball. "That's one down. I wonder what I should name this thing," Ruby said to herself, shaking her head. 'I can think of a name later. I wonder how Hau is doing. He may be a decent trainer, but can he really stand up to an Ultra Beast on his own?' Ruby thought. "Ruby! Over here!" Hau called out. Ruby put the ball in her bag when she heard Hau's call and rejoined him and the Ultra Recon Squad at the center of the grove. "That Stakataka was too strong! I was nowhere even close to catching it!" Hau said. 'Why am I not surprised?' Ruby wondered. "No matter! It will likely keep a low profile now and won't attack other Pokemon for some time. We can use this time to analyze the data we gathered and, with the help of the Aether Foundation, hopefully capture it," Phyco explained. "Yes... It seems there are still some Stakataka wandering about," Soliera added. "There's more of them? And here I thought this was going to be a short task," Ruby mumbled. "Gotcha! I'll be sure to capture one this time and hand it over to the Ultra Recon Squad!" Hau said before running back into the tall grass. "Stakataka, whe-e-ere are you?" Ruby heard Hau call out. She shook her head and made her way back into the tall grass. 'I guess I can use the same strategy as last time. I still wonder why these Ultra Beasts are even here of all places,' Ruby thought, wandering around in the grass until another Stakataka decided to show itself. Relying on the same strategy with Master Derp, Ruby was able to easily catch herself a second Stakataka. 'If Hau managed to get one of them, this whole mess should hopefully be cleared up,' Ruby thought as she rejoined Hau and the Ultra Recon Squad once again. "We received the Stakataka Hau was able to capture," Soliera said. "Together with the Aether Foundation, we should be able to gather useful data in order to protect the Ultra Beasts," Phyco said. "So you won't need me anymore, right?" Ruby quietly asked. "I expected no less from the two who competed for the championship. You've helped us resolve a very delicate situation. We thank you," Phyco added, completely ignoring what Ruby said. "We take our leave now. Until we meet again..." Soliera said. The two did their usual weird hand motions and walked away, leaving Ruby alone with Hau. "Those were some epic battles! Decidueye had a good time, too! C'mon Ruby. Let's head home," Hau said. "I would, but I have to take on challengers at the league today. Sorry, but you go on ahead," Ruby said. "Oh, alright. I'll see you later, then," Hau said with his usual smile and ran off. Ruby looked back towards the grove where the Stakataka wandered around and crossed her arms. 'Why are all these things suddenly happening? The voice in my head dissapeared, these Ultra Beasts suddenly appeared, and my Pokemon are dying. I thought things would be normal when we moved to Alola. I guess it's never easy,' Ruby thought, shaking her head while she turned around and started to walk away. Once Ruby was gone, the black haired boy stepped out of his hiding place in the shadows. "I'm a bit surprised. Luckily, those Ultra Beasts made for a good distraction. No matter, for my real plan should be going into action soon enough. I hope you're ready, Champion of Alola, and you, the one from the outside world guiding her along," the boy said to himself, laughing a bit to himself. "No need to be a spectator in the game any longer. If he fails, then so be it. I must begin planning the next stage," the boy continued, laughing loudly as his body began to fade into darkness.
  4. *it was a peaceful night at Rei & Ru's residence as Rei gets tucked into her bed by her sister, Ru* Ashliel sagren Zeno Yesnorin Ru chan..? can Ru chan tell a bed time story..? *Ru sighs as she grabs a chair and sits next to her sister in bed* alright... ill tell you a story about the past you didnt know, Rei... In a different dimension compared to here, humans are non-existent, Xolleran, The Immortal Moon, and in the middle of Xolloran stands a tree, as old as the world itself. The residence of the world calls it, Yggdrasil, The Council For the Gods. Surrounding Yggdrasil is a country, named Tempest, where all races are at peace. The 4 main countries surrounding Tempest are, to the north, Eterni, The Country of Arch Angels. The south, Mungetsu, The Country of Arch Demons. The west, Owen, The Country of High Elves, and the east, Othos, The Country of Dragonkins. Each having a representative to represent their corresponding countries, Usiu, The Seraphim of Angels. Valafar, Grand Duke of Demons. Zeno Yesnorin, Doomsman of Valar, and Atho, Dragon Lord. The countries were at peace like always until one fateful moment that changed the history of Xelloran once and for all, The death of a God. Unannounced to other countries, Valafar invaded Othos as a response to the death of the God, showing the other Deities the powers Valafar has, in response to the invasion of Othos, Usiu orders Thones, Generals of the Arch Angels, to defend Othos from Mungestu. Furious, Valafar retaliates by sending Sagren, The First Hierarchy, to gather information of the forces of Eterni. During his travels to Eterni, Sagren stops by Tempest, unaffected by the conflict as the country was protected by Yggdrasil's immense aura. As Segren gathers information of other forces as well as Eterni's forces he counters a beautiful kitsune, unbeknownst to him, she was one of the Thones named Ashliel. Becoming attracted to Ashiel, Segren confesses his love to her as they become engaged. Years past even with the war still going on between Mungetsu and Eterni, Sergren's orders were soon to come to an end when he find out that his lovely fiance was one of the Thones of the Arch Angels, he sends a false report to Valafar, leading to the first defeat of Mungetsu's overwhelming army. Enraged by the false report and the loss of the battle, Valfar orders Ozud, The First Hierarchic and a sibling of Segren, to execute Segren for reporting a false report as well as committing a Taboo with the Arch Angel. Meanwhile, Ashliel, engaged by Segren, The Frist Hierarchy of the Demons, reports it to Usiu, the Seraphim, about the engagement as well as the babies that she has with Segren. Usiu, outraged by the idea of an Angel having children with a Demon, exiles her from Eterni but not before blessing Ashiel's children that are still in her womb. Segren, being shocked by the news that Ashiel has been exiled from her own kin, Segren settles down with Ashiel in a small home in Tempest. Not long after Segren and Ashiel gets married, Ashiel gives birth to twins where they name the older sister Ru, and the younger sister, Rei. The twins were born with unimaginable powers, Ru having her powers from her father, made her dominant right eye turn bright red while her non dominant left eye were blue due to the angelic powers from her mother, Rei in the other hand, was the opposite, gaining her mother's powers and tuning her right eye blue and her left eye bright red. As the children grew with the loving care from their family, a prophecy was created, "AS THE CHILDREN OF NEPHALEM REACHES THE AGE OF 16, A NEW GOD WILL EMERGE, RESULTING THE DESTRUCTION OF YGGDRASIL". Terrified of the prophecy, the citizens of Tempest exiled the family out of the country, leaving them homeless, Zeno Yesnorin embraced them with open arms as he gave settlement to the family for them to stay as long as they wanted to. Athos, the Dragon Lord, being heard about the prophecy, challenged the Gods for the Right of the Gods for the sworn protection of Rei & Ru's family as he sensed great danger for them in the near future. As the children reached 10 years of age, Ozud appears in front of Ru as he kindly ask where her parents are, unbeknownst to her, she and Rei willingly escorts Ozud to their house as Segren, immediately recognizing his sibling and his intentions, orders Ashiel to run away with the kids to a safe place away from here. Ashiel agrees as she takes the kids and runs for their lives but not before seeing their father being brutally killed by his sibling in front of the family. Devastated with the sight of their father right in front of their eyes, Ru, filled with wraith and anger, sets herself free from her mother's grasp as she runs towards Ozud. Activating her powers, she manifests a half demon, half angel wing that gave her flight and extreme speed, as well as manifesting a demonic right arm that she attacks Ozud right in the face with, tearing his eye out and bleeding from the face. As Ru goes for another strike, Atho appears from a portal in front of her, taking her strike but taking no damage thanks to his hard scales. Atho hugs Ru as she bursts out crying for her dead father, seeing the opportunity, Ozud flees from the place to heal his critical wounds. 6 years past after the death of Segren. As the children of Nephalem reached the age of 16, an old God emerged from the darkness, Ysyn, The God of Endings, swore to end all beings of Xolloran. As Ysyn starts to destroy the Yggdrasil, the echos of the Gods in Yggdrasil spreads the whole realm of Xolloran, creating massive panic and devastation of Tempest. As news of the destruction of Tempest and the Echos of the Gods spreads across the realm, Usiu sends Cherubim to seek out Ashliel for her help and her powers one last time. Ashliel accepts the call as she heads into battle agaisnt Ysyn with Ozud, Zeno Yesorin, Usiu and Atho. Rei and Ru, not wanting to lose their mother like their father, follows Ashliel into battle without being noticed by her. In the midest of battle between Ysyn and Xolloran, Valafar, whom was watching the battle from afar, notices the twins that were hiding in the forest near the destroyed country of Tempest. Valafar flies into them as he attacks them from the sky, Ru sensing an evil force in the sky, notices Valafar going for them. As Valafar strikes the twin, Ru protects Rei by shielding her with her body, taking a serious hit from Valafar. Hearing the screams of Ru, Ashliel finally notices her daughters in the forest and retreats from the battle to save her daughters from Valafar. As Valafar goes in for the killing blow, Ashliel stands in front of her daughters as Valafar strikes Ashliel right through her heart. Valafar's arm, being through her heart as he holds Ashliel's still beating heart, crushes it right in front of her daughter's eyes, Ashliel's blood dripping down the twin's cheek, Valafar throws Ashliel's dying body away as the twins dashes for their mother, crying. Valafar, laughing menacingly with the death of both Segren and Ashliel, goes for Ysyn as his final test to become a God. Sensing the decaying life force of Ashliel, Usiu and Atho immediately heads towards her as they see Rei and Ru crying for their dead mother that tried to protect them one last time. Atho backs up in fear as he starts to feel the terror suddenly emitting from the twin so devastating that it made Usiu, The Seraphim of Angels tremble in fear. Ysyn, feeling the aura from the forest focuses his attention to the aura as he feels threat from it, charging up his attack to destroy the cause of the threat. Atho sensing great danger, puts up a portal to a differnt dimension right behinds the twins as he orders Usiu to send the twins through the portal as he tries to deflect the devastating attack. As the twins were thrown through the portal by Usiu, the portal closed right before a blinding light shun upon them. The twin were in a different dimension to Xolleran, Ru falls on the ground with heavy bleeding as Rei scream for help when someone stopped Ru's bleeding. The stranger leaned into Ru to heal her, the stranger reveals to them that he is Aeon, The God of Time and that he stopped the flow of time of Xolleran for the twin's return as well as the twin's rightful place as the new Gods of Yggdrasil. The stranger then leaves, leaving an envelope with a key and an address that lead them to a house where they soon lived till now... Is that all real Ru chan? *Ru shrugs her shoulders as she stands up, and walks out of the door as she turns the light off* well you can fabricate origin story however you want, my dear sister. Its getting late, you should get some rest Rei, we have lots of things to do tomorrow *Rei tucks deeper into her blanket as Ru leaves Rei's room, rubbing her unseen scar over her shoulder* us, Nephalem, is our sworn duty to destroy Ysyn... but Rei isnt ready yet... we need more time Aeon.... just a bit more time till she's ready.... p.s. sorry if there is so much grammatical error.. English isn't my forte... but thanks for reading till the end
  5. What's this? I'm actually writing more of this? Well, it is National Novel Writing Month, and that means forcing myself to not edit my own writing. It's also a first draft, so there are sure to be mistakes here and there, but either way, I hope you enjoy. 'This world is divided by light and darkness. Those who side with the light, and those who choose to walk the path of darkness. It is a world where humans can obtain special powers through hard work and training. Some are born with their power. People can use their powers for whatever they want. For justice or for chaos. Most people don't even know their powers exist, so they live normal lives, unaware of their potential.' "Zero! Stop daydreaming and focus!" Zero heard the loud voice of his father and opened his eyes, remembering he was still in the middle of the day's training session. He had to beat his father in a sparring match using the short sword he normally used during training against his old man's personal greataxe. The brown haired boy got into a fighting stance and prepared himself for whatever his old man had in store for him. The man took a few slow steps forward in an attempt to fake Zero out before charging right at him. He raised the axe in his hands and swung at Zero. Since the swing was slow, Zero easily evaded the initial swing by jumping back. When the axe slammed into the ground, Zero's dad tightened his grip on his weapon, focusing his power on the earth. A pillar of earth erupted from the ground in front of where the axe was stuck, flying straight at Zero. 'Looks like he's changing up his strategy,' Zero thought. He ducked to avoid the pillar coming at him, but the action left him vulnerable for a potential follow up attack. The ground below Zero began to glow a bit shortly before a second pillar of earth came out of the ground and hit Zero in the chest, sending him flying into the air. 'Are you serious? A second attack? He's not playing around today,' Zero thought, moving his free hand towards his chest while he fell. In the time Zero was falling back down to the ground, his dad had pulled his axe out of the ground and waited for Zero to get close to the ground in order to hit him when he couldn't defend himself well. He swung the axe once Zero got close enough to the ground, but Zero used his own short sword to attempt blocking the attack. While he had managed to avoid any fatal injuries, he was pushed away by the sheer force of the swing and crashed to the ground. His body slid against the ground, dirt and dead grass getting on his arm and the side of his t-shirt. "What's going on, Jared? Why are you so eager to cleave me in half today?" Zero questioned while he slowly got back on his feet. He raised his sword again in preparation for whatever his dad had in store for him next. "Training should be as close to real combat as possible. You know this, Zero. If you want to awaken your power, I have to push you to your limits. Now, stop talking and fight, otherwise you'll be skipping out on dinner tonight," Jared replied while he readied himself. "Tyrant," Zero mumbled. He let out a low sigh and took a look around Jared, biting his lip after his short analysis of the area. Jared had been standing in an area of the backyard where there was no grass at all, which would allow him to use his power with no grass numbing the force of his earth based abilities. Zero nodded to himself and made a run for Jared, dragging his sword across the dead grass. Jared took a defensive stance in response to this. When Zero saw this, a small smile crept up on his face. Instead of going for a head on attack, Zero leaped into the air in an attempt to get behind his dad. 'Didn't see this coming, did you?' Zero thought when he landed behind Jared, throwing the sword aside and tackling the man from behind. Jared had not expected Zero's move, but tried to move against the boy. Zero had the edge in the situation and managed to push Jared onto the dead grass. When Zero pushed Jared, he stumbled a few steps forward. Jared looked behind him to find Zero making run for his sword. "Don't abandon your weapon, you fool!" Jared shouted, turning around and weaving his fingers around a bit. Several rock spires came rising from the ground around Zero's sword in order to keep him away from the weapon. When Zero tried to get close to the rock spires, rocky spikes came jutting out of the spires. Zero wasn't able to avoid being cut by a few of the spikes. Zero quickly jumped back a few paces while he wiped a bit of blood off a cut on his cheek. With his target defenseless, Jared took a chance to strike. He ran at Zero and swung at him. Zero prepared to avoid this attack, but instead of continuing his swing, Jared faked the boy out and followed up by kicking him in the chest when he got within range. Zero hit the ground hard, but he had no time to catch his breath as Jared jumped into the air and tried to impale him with his axe. Zero rolled out of the way of the attack, narrowly avoiding the axe as it slammed into the ground. While Jared worked on pulling his axe out of the ground, Zero got back on his feet again and made a beeline for the rock spires keeping his weapon trapped. As he ran, Jared pulled his axe out of the ground and turned towards Zero again. Jared ran after Zero while he lifted his axe in preparation for another attack. Even though he had managed to grab his weapon, Jared was a step ahead of him. When Zero had attempted to get out of the circle of broken rock spires, Jared was standing over him, ready to swing his axe at him. When Jared swung the axe down on Zero, he tried to block with his sword. "You're not strong enough to hold back my attack forever, Zero. After all, you've already lost," Jared pointed out. Zero didn't respond, mostly because he was putting everything he had into holding back Jared's attack. Jared was already prepared to put an end to the fight with his rock spire circle, but he was forced to move away and avoid a kitchen knife that was flying right at his head. "That's quite enough, dear. You're trying to invoke his awakening, not kill him," a woman's voice calmly pointed out. Walking towards the scene from the house was a short, brown haired woman wearing an apron over her light blue sundress. Zero let out a long sigh of relief when he finally got the chance to relax. "You're a lifesaver, mom," Zero said. The woman gave Zero a small smile before she returned her attention to Jared. "You're being far too rough with him, Jared. He isn't another one of your trainees from back in the old days. Plus, instead of nearly trying to kill our son, you could be inside, helping with dinner. You know we have a guest coming over tonight, but here you are." Zero's mom continued while Jared made his way over to her. "Christa, you need to understand that I'm-" "I'm sorry, you're what?" Christa questioned. Several knives created from water materialized in her hands as she glared at her husband. Jared quickly glanced over to Zero for a moment, then back to his wife. "I'll go get cleaned up and help get dinner started. That's what I wanted you to understand," Jared quickly replied once he thought up something. The axe in his hands disappeared and the man started running towards the house in a panic. Once Jared was gone, the knives in Christa's hands vanished and she returned her attention to Zero, who was also a bit frightened from his mother's sudden change of tone. She simply smiled and helped him stand back up. "Why don't you put that sword away and go inside? It'll be time for dinner soon," Christa asked with a smile. "Y-yes, ma'am!" Zero replied right away as he turned towards the back of the yard towards an old wooden shed. Before he could take more than a few steps, Christa put a hand on his shoulder and turned him around. With the same calm smile on her face he was used to seeing, Christa put a hand on Zero's head. "Don't take what your father says so hard. Even if he's rough with you during training, he does love you. We both love you," Christa said, but Zero shrugged and turned away from her. "Yeah, I know. Why do you say that every day? It's kind of annoying," Zero replied before he started walking towards the shed. Christa reached out for him as he walked away while she looked down at the ground. "Because we don't want you to go back to how you used to be," Christa whispered to herself. Once Zero had put away the sword, he went inside and returned to his room to get a bit of rest. He spent a few minutes pretending to swing around a sword as a bit of self practice before he let out a low sigh and lowered his hand. "It's been five years since I started my training. I wonder when I'll finally get powers like mom and Jared," Zero questioned himself while he lied down on the bed, looking up at the ceiling. 'Maybe if I had a weapon of my own and powers like them, I could do something. Go to school like normal kids or maybe do some good for the world like some kind of superhero...' Zero thought to himself. He shook his head while he sat up. "Instead, I'm stuck here in a nowhere town where everyone knows everyone. Nothing ever happens around this place. I could be using my skills for something productive," Zero said to himself while he stood up. He threw on a t-shirt he had laying on the floor and decided to confront his parents about it. On his way down the stairs, he could hear his parents talking with someone. Zero stopped when he heard the voices and slowly snuck down the steps, peeking into the living room to find Christa and Jared sitting on one of the couches in the living room with an unfamiliar man in a gray t-shirt sitting in a chair across from them, taking a sip from a teacup. "And that's generally where things stand right now. It's been a mess over there since the first incident two years ago. The police say it's due to unknown causes, but that's a load of crap. Check these out," the man said, opening up a folder and tossing a number of pictures onto the coffee table between the three adults. Jared picked up one of the images, but all he could see was a blurry black figure with golden eyes surrounded by red. "Bruce, what the hell are these? Is this some kind of joke?" Jared questioned while he threw the picture back onto the table. "These are pictures taken by someone who claims to have seen monsters in Star City, the same place where the first incident took place. In his story, he's also claiming that these same monsters are responsible for a number of disappearances over the past year," Bruce replied. Jared sighed and shook his head. "And why are you coming to us with your little monster story? We're out of the business now, Bruce. We already have enough to worry about between Zero's training and the assassins he's sending after us," Jared said. "Come on, Titan. You and Scarlet Blade here are professionals. A little monster problem is nothing for a duo like you. I'm giving you two a prime opportunity here to get back in the business. You can even get your son in on-" "Out of the question," Christa said. "Are you serious? A little field experience could do the boy some good. He won't improve just from physical training and sparring matches he can't win," Bruce asked. "As I said, out of the question. Zero will not leave our protection until we feel he is ready. Now, I suggest you drop this little suggestion or else," Christa replied while the air around her began to get colder. Bruce leaned back in his chair as he watched a smile slowly make it's way onto Christa's face. "How about I just give you two some time to think things over?" Bruce asked while he slowly started gathering up the pictures and his folder. "There's nothing to think about, Bruce. We're not going to-" "That's just what you're thinking right now, Earth Titan. Sit down over some tea and talk it over. I'll be back just in time for dinner," Bruce said before Jared could finish talking. The man stood up and started making his way towards the front door. Hearing the approaching footsteps, Zero hurried back up the stairs to hide from Bruce. The man stopped in front of the door, turning back towards Jared and Christa. "You two should seriously consider this offer. I came here to you as a friend. This is a well paying mission just to deal with some monsters, and I'd hate to see you pass it up. After all, this whole thing may be more than it looks like on paper. Keep that in mind when you're making your decision," Bruce said, his tone suddenly becoming serious. Once he said his piece, he opened up the door and walked outside. Jared and Christa were left alone to consider Bruce's offer and the information he had given them. "What do you think, Christa? If what Bruce said is right, this job should be simple enough for the two of us to take on," Jared said, but Christa shook her head. "I think we should focus more on Zero's training. After all, it was because we were busy with that mercenary work that he ended up..." Christa answered, stopping herself before she finished her sentence. "You may be right. Even though that power has shown no signs of surfacing, we can't leave Zero here by himself," Jared said. "Then it's agreed. When Bruce comes back later for dinner, we'll decline his offer. After all, it's important that we monitor Zero's condition, especially considering that mad scientist is out there somewhere," Christa said while she stood up and grabbed Bruce's leftover cup from off the table. She glanced over to the door for a moment, considering what Bruce had said before he left. After a moment, she shook her head and started walking into the kitchen. While Jared and Christa were in the middle of their conversation, Zero returned to his room and sat down on his bed while he thought about what he heard. 'Monsters in Star City, huh? I know there used to be talk on the news about strange things going on around there, but those reports suddenly stopped a few months ago? That Bruce guy said it was an easy job. Maybe it's something even I could do, but...' Zero thought to himself, clenching his fists when he remembered what Christa had said. 'Zero will not leave our protection until we feel he is ready,' Zero remembered hearing his mother say to Bruce. He slowly stood up and walked towards the door while he clenched his fists. "How long will that be, though? Until they're old and grey? I might not have any powers yet, but I know I have what it takes to fight off a few monsters by myself," Zero said while he put on his shoes and walked out of his room. As he made his way down the stairs, he could hear Christa barking orders to Jared, who was in the middle of cleaning up the backyard. Without bothering to check up on when dinner would be done, Zero walked out the front door and began walking away from the house. Zero and his family lived in a small, two story house surrounded by trees. They lived away from any neighbors to avoid noise complaints during Zero's training sessions. Black curtains covered the windows to make it seem like nobody was home. At the same time, however, Zero felt like it was another way his parents tried to seclude him from anyone his age living in the small town. As he walked away, a figure in a gray cloak watched him, then turned towards the house. The thick black chains wrapped around his arms rattled a bit when he moved. "The target has been found," the man said quietly to himself. 'It must be nice...to live however you want,' Zero thought to himself, sitting on a swing while he watched a couple of kids running around, playing tag. After he left the house, he made his way to the local elementary school's playground in order to get away from home for a bit. The kids were too busy with their game to really notice Zero. He let out a sigh, looking towards the slowly setting sun. "Why am I stuck in this town? Why do they watch me and keep me contained like I'm some prisoner or something? " Zero wondered, looking back down at the kids. As he watched them running and laughing without a care in the world, an image of a young, black haired girl flashed through his mind. Zero slowly closed his eyes, turning away from the kids. "One day, I won't just be an outsider. I'll explore the world and help people. I'll be more like normal people. Maybe I'll even awaken my power," Zero said to himself, smiling a bit. He slowly opened his eyes when he heard a faint growling coming from close by. A part of him was glad that nobody else was around to hear his stomach growl. "Looks like it's about that time. Dinner should be done by now. Mom will kill me if I'm not there soon," Zero added, standing up and walking away from the swingset. As he started walking away, a single thought came to his mind. 'Who was that girl? Why did she seem so familiar?' Zero thought to himself. He shook his head when no details about the girl and who she might've been came to mind. "I must just be tired. Jared hasn't been holding back in training the past few days. I think the old man is getting paranoid or something with all that talk about assassins. Even if I asked about it, they probably wouldn't tell me anything," Zero said, stopping when he realized he was already on the path back to his house. While he knew the school wasn't too far away, he had not expected to get back so quickly. Zero looked towards the house and let out a sigh. As Zero made his way back to his house, he would take occasional glances towards the trees in case his dad was planning on surprising him and scolding him for going out before dinnertime. Luckily for him, he managed to reach the front door of the house without incident. He took one final glance around before he opened up the door. "I'm back," Zero tried to say, but when he opened up the door, his nose was hit by a strong, metallic scent. Zero took a few careful steps back as the door slowly opened up. None of the lights in the house were on, but thanks to the light of the sunset, Zero was able to spot something near the bottom of the stairs. From where Zero was standing, he could see a familiar piece of light blue cloth with several dark red splotches on it. Zero slowly stepped into the house when he saw the cloth, trying to endure the strong smell that would assault his nose when he stepped inside. 'This looks a lot like the dress mom was wearing. Did she get into a fight with Jared or something?' Zero wondered, quickly shaking his head and dismissing the thought from his mind. 'No, that's impossible. Jared may be a bit of a meathead and a dirty fighter, but he wouldn't lay a hand on mom. If anything, she'd be the one hurting him,' he added, walking towards the living room. Using the sunlight to guide him, Zero walked along the wall towards the nearest light switch in order to brighten up the room. When he saw the state of the living room, a part of him wanted to just turn off the lights and pretend the whole thing was a dream. The room was in shambles. The two large couches had been thrown around, both of them full of holes. The coffee table that was once in the middle of the room was broken into pieces while pieces of the broken table were lodged into the wall along with several knives that were likely from the kitchen. The TV had been thrown in a random direction, and like the couches, was filled with holes. Other than the knives, there were large cuts and streaks of blood on the walls. "What the hell...?" Zero finally said after getting a good look at the scene. His eyes followed the trail of chaos towards the hall leading to the dining room and kitchen. Zero took a deep breath, ignoring the strong smell all around him and started walking towards the kitchen. On his way, he tried to listen for any noises or sounds of fighting, but he heard nothing except his own footsteps as he walked across the wooden floor. 'What is going on here? Where's mom and Jared?' Zero wondered, stopping in front of a closet door in the hall on the way to the kitchen. When he opened up the door, he found a series of swords, hand axes and knives shoved inside. Zero quickly grabbed a sword and closed the closet door, turning back towards the kitchen. He continued moving down the hall, keeping the sword close to him just in case. Like the living room, the lights in the kitchen weren't on, but the smell of blood was much stronger compared to the living room. The overwhelming smell made Zero stop walking. He slowly inched forward towards the dark kitchen, unaware that his arms were shaking as he moved. Stepping into the dark kitchen, Zero slowly reached for the closest switch on the wall to turn the kitchen lights on. Like the living rooms, there were clear signs of a struggle. In the dining room, the table had been broken in half while broken pieces of glass bowls littered the floor. Food had been left laying on the floor. More holes and bloodstains littered the walls and the three chairs that were once at the table were nothing but broken piles of wood. When Zero looked towards the kitchen, he noticed a single, large pool of blood in front of the oven along with a drag mark leading to the backyard. Seeing no other options, Zero followed the trail of blood to the backyard, but the moment he stepped outside and looked towards where the trail of blood ended, his eyes widened. Two pale figures were hung up from the tree by their necks with black chains. Their bodies were covered in deep cuts and their clothes stained with blood. At the base of the tree was a greataxe and a rapier. Standing at the base of the tree was a single man with short grey hair and a grey cloak covered in blood. Thick black chains were wrapped around his arms and made a faint rattling noise whenever he moved. The man slowly turned towards Zero, meeting his gaze with deep purple eyes. "You're too late."
  6. *Author's Note: Hey there everyone. I was just bored and wanted to write a slight mini story about a character from a public roleplay I am in. It is mainly about Jonathan and the years leading up to his sister's death, looking back at them as he makes his way to the area. (It's Lucent Isle Resort btw, great club.) This is gonna be kinda sad, as his sister had died. I'm not a great writer, so if anyone has any constructive criticism I am open to almost all suggestions!* March 14th, Five years after her death: I usually try to keep a pretty happy outlook on life. I'm not one to stay down about a lot of things, and I often am asked by my friends and strangers how I'm able to be so positive. I'll usually just smile and tell them about how I don't sweat the small stuff and all that. If only I was telling the truth. Mom and Dad took the news the worst. She would have been 17 today, if I was more careful. If I had listened, had paid attention to the signs. If I wasn't as careless as I seem to be now. But she's dead now. And it's my fault. Just last week I had visited her grave, leaving behind the usual box of Pocky and a few mochi. She loved those kinds of things, especially near the end. I knew I wouldn't be able to make it there on her birthday, because that was the day I was being thrown out of the apartment I was living in to move to some resort. I'm guessing Dad knew that too, because he visited at the same time as I did. We didn't talk much. In fact, the only thing he told me was "It wasn't your fault." The same bullshit every year. Not my fault, nothing I could have done... I know I could have, and I should have... He also gave me a few pictures that they found in a box of her stuff with me in them, figured I would want them. He wasn't wrong. All I had to remember by otherwise was a necklace shaped like a puzzle piece we could never find to her favorite puzzle... I shouldn't be writing this stuff, it only depresses me. I have work to do, orders to complete, a game to finish... But here I am, spending my only relaxation time writing about my sister. I'm looking at the pictures as I write, trying to piece together the memories of those last few days... When it finally hit me that she was dying... *That's it so far. What do you all think? Its still a work in progress at the moment, but I look forward to finishing it if you all like it!*
  7. 'Four years have passed since that day. The day he saved my life. He taught me everything I know and disappeared two years later. Malcolm Robins, I know I owe you a lot, but why did you disappear? I guess it doesn't matter much at this point. Right now, survival is my only concern. I will get my revenge. I swear on my name.' October 9th, 9:30 PM: Star Lake - The Brew The Brew coffee shop, a small jazz club for coffee lovers and travelers alike. The shop was located on the eastern end of the town in the quiet part of the area, making it a nice place to relax and get a good cup of coffee. The inside of the shop was lit by a few lights and candles while the sound of smooth jazz echoed through the whole shop. The entire time Adrian was sitting inside, he could only smell coffee beans and the faint scent of mint since the five other people scattered around the shop were sitting and eating breath mints. The boy sat at his table in silence, watching his Spirit, Stein, drink his coffee. He knew that some Spirits didn't understand the concept of taste and wondered what Stein thought of the drink, taking constant glances around every few moments in case any Faction of Light members showed up. None of the people sitting around the small shop seemed to have any relation to the Faction of Light. "So, this drink you call coffee is suppose to be good?" Stein asked, setting the cup down. "You wouldn't really get it, Stein. Just finish your coffee and let's get out of here. We need to keep moving." Adrian answered. "Unless you want to wait an hour. I hardly understand how this is suppose to be any good." Stein pointed out, getting a sigh from Adrian in reply. "Then don't drink it. We didn't come here to enjoy drinks, you know. I thought maybe this would help you rack that head of yours for a reason why the Faction of Light is after us." Adrian pointed out. "We've wasted our time here, then. Nothing comes to mind regarding the Faction of Light or their reasons for hunting us." Stein replied while Adrian stood up. "We're leaving. We'll try something else." Adrian said while he left a small tip on the table and began walking towards the door. Stein followed closely behind him, abruptly stopping when the front door of the shop slowly opened up. "Stein, into my shadow." Adrian whispered. The Spirit nodded and sank into the ground when nobody was looking, taking the place of Adrian's shadow. The door to the shop opened up and a Faction of Light member entered the room. He glanced around the room while he took a sip from a coffee mug he was holding in his hand. Adrian froze for a moment as he watched the Faction of Light member walk by without saying anything. He had hoped that the man didn't recognize him. "Good evening." the man said to the employee behind the counter on the other side of the shop, flashing him a smile and taking another sip of coffee. "Good evening, Commander Goodman. You on patrol again tonight?" the employee replied, pouring more coffee into the man's cup while he took his wallet out of his pocket. "The guys who are normally on night patrols have tonight off. It's been pretty quiet tonight. The lack of action is making my coffee cold." Goodman said, while he set a few dollars down on the counter. Adrian slowly started walking towards the door, listening in on Goodman's conversation with the employee. When he heard that Goodman was a commander, he froze up. 'That guy is a commander? No way. He doesn't even look the part outside of the suit.' Adrian thought. "It's as they say. Looks are designed to fool other humans into false security, then they strike." Stein said, talking to Adrian through his mind. "Stein, that's not the way the saying goes." Adrian quietly corrected Stein, slowly walking towards the door in hopes the commander wouldn't stop him. Goodman saw Adrian starting to open the door in the corner of his eye, flashing a small smile while he pulled out a pistol. He aimed towards Adrian, tightly gripping the weapon while he aimed. He took a breath and his pistol became shrouded by a golden light. "C-commander, what are you-" the employee questioned until Goodman put a hand over his mouth and shushed him, returning to aiming at Adrian. When he saw the boy starting to walk out, he fired off a strange shot of light from his gun, attracting the attention of the entire shop when the shot left a small hole in the door near Adrian's head. The boy stood there, still as a stone until he felt a bit of blood run down his cheek. He moved his hand towards the side of his face to find a small cut that wasn't there before. "Oh, I'm so sorry. I was only trying to show my good friend here something with my powers." Commander Goodman quickly apologized, setting the gun down on a nearby table next to his coffee mug and walking over to Adrian, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Come, I'll get you a cup of coffee as an apology. You can never go wrong with a good cup of black magic." Commander Goodman added, leading Adrian back over to the table he was sitting at before heading back to the employee to order some coffee. "We're in the lion's den now, Adrian." Stein said. "What should we do, Stein?" Adrian quietly asked. "For now, we wait. Clearly, he knows who you are. He can hide the truth from a human, but he can't fool my ears. The lies were easy to spot." Stein answered. "So you want me to stay here and drink coffee with the crazy, pistol wielding commander?!" Adrian loudly whispered back to make sure nobody else could hear what seemed like him talking to himself. He didn't notice that Commander Goodman was standing in front of the table, giving him a weird look. "Are you talking to yourself?" Goodman asked. Adrian quickly looked up at the commander, seeing the two coffee cups in his hands. One of the cups was unusually large for a coffee mug, making Adrian question where the man even got it from. "No. You're just hearing things." Adrian responded after a moment of silence. "That's a pretty weak coverup, Adrian. You were clearly talking to yourself." Stein mumbled in Adrian's head. "Shut up." Adrian whispered back before he returned his attention to the commander who was now sitting across from him. "So what was the big idea? Is it common for Faction of Light members to go shooting at innocent people with firearms the way you did." Adrian questioned. The commander sat and drank his coffee, waiting for Adrian to stop talking before he picked up the pistol. "Sorry, but I have no idea what you're talking about. This gun has no ammo. I've never touched a single bullet in my entire life. This pistol has never held a single bullet as long as I've owned it. How could I fire something from a gun without any ammo?" Commander Goodman replied, taking another sip of his coffee. "He's lying. He fired something from that pistol, even if it wasn't an actual bullet. He's a Spiritmaster, so he must have some kind of ability that allowed him to do what he did." Stein pointed out. Adrian smirked, picking the weapon up and observing it a bit. "You say this weapon has no ammo in it, but that's nothing more than a lie." Adrian said, standing up and aiming the gun at Commander Goodman. The man didn't seem bothered by the fact a boy had a gun aimed at him. He calmly took a sip of his coffee, watching Adrian pull the trigger of the gun only for nothing to happen. "What was that you said before? The weapon having no ammo was a lie? If you really think I'm lying, take a look for yourself." Goodman commented, snatching the weapon from Adrian's hand. He opened up the weapon, showing Adrian that the weapon really did have no ammo in it. "Are you ready to retract your statement? Come, sit down and drink your coffee before it gets cold." Goodman added, setting the pistol back down on the table. Adrian glared at Goodman, a bit frustrated that he had outsmarted him, sitting back down and taking a sip of his coffee. "Black coffee." Commander Goodman simply said. "Black coffee?" Adrian and Stein both questioned even though the commander couldn't hear Stein. "Deep darkness in the cup. A bit of cream brings some light to this black sea lurking in my mug. It is similar to our world, but in this situation, your Spirit is the darkness in the coffee mug that is life, Mr. Rivers." Commander Goodman continued. Adrian tried to keep his cool, knowing that Goodman was trying to get him to crack. He was ready to make a run for it, but he noticed right away that Commander Goodman wasn't aiming on arresting him on the spot for apparently harboring a Spirit turned to the darkness since he would've done it already. Adrian still had the feeling that the commander was up to something, though. "You're not going to run? Smart boy. Go on, enjoy your coffee. I simply wish to have a little chat before we skip ahead to the part where you run away." Goodman said, taking a sip from his mug. Adrian was a bit hesitant, hoping that Stein had could come up with any bright ideas while he stalled for time with a talk. "Start talking." Adrian replied, watching Goodman set down his coffee mug. He took a glance at the pistol that sat in the middle of the table, keeping a close eye on it just in case Goodman had any ideas. "Now, before we begin, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Timothy Goodman, commander of Star Lake's Faction of Light branch. The reason I'm here is simple. You're harboring the Dark Spirit connected to The Harrowing, and I ask that you hand him over." the commander said. "Why should I bother releasing Stein to someone like you?" Adrian questioned. "You didn't let me finish talking. Allow me to explain." Goodman responded. "You've been on the Faction's radar for almost four years, and all because we found out you were the Spiritmaster of Stein. You've gone through quite some daring escapes, and put yourself pretty high on our list. There is a way out for you, Mr. Rivers. How about we strike up a deal?" Goodman started while Adrian raised an eyebrow. "If you choose to surrender Stein to me right now, you will be free to go. I'll make sure all of your little incidents with the Faction of Light are wiped off the record. You'd never have to worry about being on our radar ever again." Goodman finished, taking a sip of his coffee while Adrian considered his options. "What if I refuse?" Adrian asked. Goodman smiled a bit upon hearing this and set down his coffee mug. "Easy. That coffee you're drinking will be the last thing you'll ever enjoy. You will be arrested and put on trial for harboring the source of our world's current state. The odds you'll face a punishment that isn't execution is almost impossible. So, what will it be?" Goodman explained. 'So it's either give up Stein to save myself or keep things the way they are?' Adrian thought. "Something about this whole thing seems a bit shady. Don't you think it's a bit odd that this commander would give you such convenient options? In fact, it's a bit strange how a commander would just happen to come by a coffee shop at this hour when you're here." Stein pointed out. 'So you think someone here set us up?' Adrian thought back. "It's not a matter of thinking. It's a fact. Plus, I don't think this man is very trustworthy. Something in his words don't ring true. His weapon and erasing your incidents off the record. The lies in his voice are very faint, but I can sense them clearly. It's time we left, Adrian." Stein replied. Adrian nodded in reply and stood up. "Sorry, but I'm not giving up my Spirit. I don't care what you say. Stein isn't a Dark Spirit as you claim." Adrian finally said, watching the commander slam his hands on the table and reach for the pistol. Adrian wasn't expecting the move from Goodman and went for the gun a few moments afterward, but he was too slow. "I tried to play nice, kid. Looks like we're going to have to play the hard way. Give me the Dark Spirit, now!" Goodman demanded, aiming the pistol at Adrian. The boy glanced around, noticing that the other customers were watching the scene unfold. Adrian flashed a bit of a smile, taking a few steps back. Under the table, a shadowy hand rose from the ground, flipping the table and causing Goodman's coffee to fall onto his lap. He let out a shout of pain while Adrian turned around and started making a run for the door. Goodman didn't pay notice to the table flying across the room and breaking upon contact with the floor, taking aim at Adrian. He took a breath and the pistol became shrouded by a golden light once again. Without taking a moment to check his aim, Goodman fired another shot of light at Adrian, shooting him in the shoulder. The boy let out a cry of pain as the bullet pierced straight through him, causing him to crash into a few tables. 'What the hell was that? Whatever it was, it hurts...' Adrian thought, finding himself unable to move. "Divine light. My powers are extremely weak to divine light. He must be fueling his power into that gun to fire off shots of divine light. In any case, you need to get up." Stein responded while Goodman slowly approached, clearly in pain from having scalding hot coffee spilt onto his lap. Adrian tried to stand, getting to his knees before getting kicked back down to the floor by Commander Goodman. "You really like to make things difficult, don't you? I try being a nice guy and giving you a choice, yet you have to go and screw up my night. You damn teenager." Goodman said, taking aim at Adrian. The weapon became shrouded by a golden light once again and Goodman took aim at Adrian's head. "If I kill the Spiritmaster, the Spirit will be forced back to the Spirit World, and they can deal with it from there. I'll kill two birds with one stone." Goodman said. Adrian growled a bit in anger, causing another shadowy hand to rise out of the ground and grab a piece of one of the broken tables from when Adrian fell, knocking the pistol out of Goodman's hand and following up by throwing a large chunk of a table at the commander, knocking him away from Adrian. "You play pretty dirty for a Faction of Light commander." Adrian simply said once he stood back up, keeping a hand over where the blast of light pierced through his shoulder. Goodman stood up shortly afterward, sighing a bit. "Does it really matter in this day and age? Nobility and honesty are dead in this world. No matter what way you look at it, lies and deception are all around us. The darkness from one hundred years past has infected us all. Some more than others. While some of the commanders may try to seem all high and noble, it doesn't matter anymore! The end justifies the means when it comes to dealing with people like you and Spirits like Stein. If I need to go against the book for a few missions to get things done, so be it." Goodman explained, laughing a bit. While he spoke, there were a few quiet conversations coming from the other customers. While Goodman was rambling on, Adrian decided to jump on the chance and make an escape. Using the shadowy hand from before, he grabbed an undamaged table and threw it the large window of the coffee shop, shattering it and jumping out once the glass was broken. "Commander Goodman, aren't you going to go after him?" the coffee shop employee questioned, who was hiding behind the counter while the fight was taking place. "He won't get away. No matter what he does, I'll find him." Goodman confidently replied before he took out his cell phone and dialed a number. "Goodman here. Stein is here in Star Lake. The Spiritmaster was here at The Brew less than thirty seconds ago, and he's heading your way towards the lake. Bring him back dead or alive, along with that Dark Spirit. I'll be on the chase with Aeon soon enough." Goodman ordered, hanging up the phone and laughing a bit. 'No matter where you go, I'll find you, kid. No Dark Spirit gets away in my town. I will be the one to eliminate the monster who ruined our world.' Goodman thought. Adrian dashed down the road, paying no mind to the occasional car passing by on the road. He took a glance behind him every few moments to see if he was being followed by Goodman. "Why isn't he following?" Adrian questioned, getting no reply from Stein. While he ran, he saw a young girl walking towards him. He growled a bit and pushed the girl out of the way with a shadowy hand, paying no attention to who it was he had pushed. He took a sharp right turn onto the next street, hoping to make his way towards the town's lake to find a hiding spot, but on his way there, he stopped in his tracks when he saw a large line of white cars blocking the entire road. In front of the row of cars was a group of armed Faction of Light members, almost like they were all waiting for him. "Are you serious?" Adrian growled, taking a step back when the armed line of white suited men and women took a step forward. "By order of the Faction of Light, surrender the Dark Sprit or else!" one of the men in the line ordered. "Or else what?" Adrian questioned. The same Faction of Light member pointed up towards an approaching helicopter with a minigun attached to the side of it. "Or else you'll be shot up into swiss cheese. There's nowhere to run or hide, kid. Just give up now and your prison time may not be as bad." the man responded. "You know, when you mention prison time, it doesn't exactly make me willing to give up." Adrian pointed out. "Shut up! There's nowhere to run or hide! Just give up your Dark Spirit or face the music!" the man shouted, taking aim at Adrian. He growled a bit in anger, taking a look around the area for any escape routes before the helicopter arrived, but he saw it was nothing more than a straight road. There were no alleyways or other paths to take. The road was straight and the only possible routes of escape Adrian would've had was the way he came, but he was too late. He could hear the helicopter in the air behind him, set to fire the minigun if he failed to cooperate. 'This is just great. There's no way out of this one now.' Adrian thought. "There is one way. We may need to resort to using that technique." Stein added. "How long would we have?" Adrian asked. "Forty seconds. Maybe less. We'd need to be quick." Stein replied. Adrian gave a nod of reply, taking a look around the area, trying to find a place to go. When he found a good location, he started making a dash for the side of a building. "What is he doing? He's up to something. Fire away!" another person in the group ordered before the line of Faction of Light members began to open fire on Adrian. While he ran, more shadowy hands rose out of the ground, changing into walls of darkness to protect him from the hail of bullets to the left of him. Once the minigun from the helicopter started firing, Adrian was forced to speed up. He was getting close to the side of the building, but the flurry of shots from the minigun were closing in at an extremely quick rate. With no other option, Adrian sucked in a breath and took a dive, sinking directly into the ground and avoiding the minigun's assault. "He got away again! The commander isn't going to like this." one of the people in the line said. The head of the group, the guy who was shouting at Adrian earlier, took out his cell phone and called Goodman, ready for whatever criticism he had in store. "Commander Goodman, we have some bad news." the man started to say. "He got away again, I'm guessing." Goodman replied, standing at his car across the street from The Brew. "Y-yes, sir. The boy sank into the ground." the man added, wondering how Goodman would reply. "Don't worry about him. For now, tend to the people. Check and see if that boy harmed anyone. If there are any questions, give them the truth. I'll take care of the boy." Goodman responded, feeling something cling to his leg while he was talking. "I'll call you back." Goodman finished before hanging up the phone and turning his attention to a young girl who was holding onto his leg as if her life depended on it. The girl was wearing an angel Halloween costume, but there was dirt on a few spots, as if she had been pushed to the ground recently. "Aeon, there you are. Did something happen to you?" Goodman asked while he put his cell phone back in his pocket. "A bad man pushed me, Mr. Goodman. A bad man in a brown coat." the young girl replied, keeping her grip on the commander's leg. Goodman thought it over a bit, clenching his fists when he remembered that Adrian was wearing a brown trench coat when he was at the coffee shop. 'I swear, Rivers, if I learn that you were the one to push Aeon, you'll wish you had turned yourself in years ago...' Goodman thought, returning his attention to Aeon. "I think I may know who the bad man is. There's a similar person that's going around and causing problems in town. We need to find him and bring him to justice." Goodman said, opening up the passenger's side door for Aeon. "We'll take the car. I know where he's going, so it won't take long." Goodman added while Aeon let go of Goodman's leg and got into the car. "How do you know where he's going, Mr. Goodman?" Aeon questioned. "I have my ways." Goodman responded, getting into the car and starting it up. He smirked and took his cell phone back out, opening up a radar app and handing the phone to Aeon. "Keep an eye out for a red dot on that radar. The bad man is that dot." Goodman stated before slamming on the gas and speeding away from the coffee shop. October 9th, 10:43 PM: Star Lake - Empty House Down in the southern side of Star Lake, a safe distance away from the chaos involving the Faction of Light in the eastern part of the town, Adrian emerged from the shadows inside a house. The moment he got out, he was coughing and trying to catch his breath. Stein stepped out shortly afterwards, taking a glance around their new location. "So this is where the shadows led us." Stein simply said, walking around a bit until Adrian finally got back up. "Where are we?" Adrian questioned. "Still in town, without a doubt. As for right now, it seems we're in a family's former residence." Stein answered. "Some family's old house? Well, that explains why it's so empty." Adrian added, walking over to the window and taking a look outside. He could see distant lights from other buildings in town, but at the same time, he saw a searchlight flying around in the air. 'They're still looking for me. Getting out of here today may not be possible without that technique again. Forty seconds may not be enough, though.' Adrian thought, punching the wall in a fit of anger. "This commander relies on his underhanded tactics to get an edge on us. How he's getting away with doing this, I wonder." Stein pointed out, dodging a blast of light that came flying in from the kitchen. "It's because this is my town, Dark Spirit." a familiar voice responded. Adrian quickly turned and saw Commander Goodman walk into the room, aiming his pistol at Stein. Following close behind him was Aeon. The moment she saw Adrian, she pointed at him. "That's the one. He's the bad man that pushed me." Aeon interrupted, causing Goodman to change his target to Adrian. "I had a feeling you were the one who pushed little Aeon. You cold monster. If I had known you were the type to push around people weaker than you, I would've killed you at the coffee shop.." Goodman angrily said, sounding like he was only concerned about Aeon. "How the hell did you even find me?!" Adrian exclaimed, completely ignoring what Goodman was saying. He avoided a shot of light from Goodman's pistol, watching him smile a bit and take his cell phone out. "The beauty of tracking technology, Mr. Rivers. You didn't even notice I planted a tracking chip on you back at the coffee shop." Goodman replied. "Isn't that suppose to be illegal?" Stein pointed out. "The end justifies the means, tall, dark and creepy. As long as Mr. Goodman finds the bad man and brings him to justice, we can break a rule." Aeon responded. "Oh great, now he's got the little girl thinking like he does. That's just fantastic." Adrian sarcastically said, rolling his eyes. "I'm not a little girl! I'm probably older than your great, great grandfather!" Aeon shouted back. 'Older than my great, great grandfather? That must mean...' Adrian started to wonder. "She's a Spirit. Goodman's Spirit by the look of things." Stein added. "That little kid?" Adrian asked. "Spirits don't grow older with age. To you, Aeon may look like a little kid, but in reality, she's probably thousands of years old. I question why she chose to take on such a childish form," Stein answered. Aeon smiled a bit, brushing her hand through a bit of her golden blonde hair. "Call me a kid all you want. We'll see who the kid is at the end of this!" Aeon said. "That makes no sense in this situation." Adrian pointed out. "Shut up!" Aeon shouted, turning to face Goodman, who was quiet because he was drinking a cup of coffee. "Mr. Goodman, can we teach them a lesson?" Aeon asked, waiting for Goodman to finish his drink. Once he took his last sip, he threw the plastic cup on the floor and put his cell phone away. "We'll teach them more than just a lesson, Aeon. Prepare yourself, Mr. Rivers." Goodman answered while Aeon became shrouded in a golden light and shot up into the air. After a few moments, a radiant light shone down on Goodman, bringing him up into the air. The light soon covered the commander, brightening up the entire room. Adrian had to block his eyes to avoid being blinded by the light while Stein stood still and watched. The light faded away and Goodman landed to the floor, but when Adrian saw him, the boy was unsure if he was even facing the same man. The commander was no longer wearing his white suit and was instead wearing strange white robes. His greasy black hair had become a light brown and his eyes were as golden as the light he represented as a member of the Faction of Light. Floating above his head was a golden halo and his pistol was replaced with a bow. 'So this is his true power...' Adrian thought, taking a step back. Stein stood in place, almost like he was observing Goodman's actions. He watched as Goodman took a deep breath and cleared his throat. "Art thou ready for combat?" Goodman questioned, sounding like a different person. Adrian stopped in his tracks, wondering what part of Goodman's sentence even meant. "Art thou ready for combat? If thou art prepared to die, come hither." Goodman repeated, getting Adrian angered with the comment. "If I want to die? Are you really that overconfident in your skills to think you can kill me?" Adrian questioned. "You know, I thought you were planning on chickening out." Stein said. Adrian growled a bit, clutching a heart shaped necklace he was wearing. "I'm not giving up. I made a promise that I would avenge her. I will get my revenge, and no Faction of Light member is going to stand in my way. Stein, let's show him what we're made of." Adrian responded, his tone growing serious. Stein gave a nod of approval and sank into the ground. A pit of shadows opened up around Adrian and a large number of shadowy hands grabbed him and dragged him under. Once it seemed like Adrian was gone, a hand rose from the pit of shadows, and Adrian rose back up. His trench coat had changed from brown to jet black, and he had a white streak in his hair like Stein. "No weapon of choice? Quite a saucy fool to think thou can defeat me, especially with no weapon." Goodman said. Adrian smirked a bit, snapping his finger. The pit of shadows he was standing in changed into two large, shadowy hands, each of them with one large eye in the palm. "Fie! Thy darkness radiates worse than I had expected. It appears I will have to show thee the light." Goodman stated, aiming his bow at Adrian. In his free hand, a golden arrow appeared in his hand. Adrian had a bad feeling about what Goodman was up to, charging forward and throwing one of his shadowy fists forward. Goodman jumped back, ducking once he landed to avoid Adrian's fist, causing him to punch a large hole in the wall as a result. While Goodman was preparing to fire his arrow, he tried to kick Adrian in the back, but the boy's other shadowy hand slapped the man away, causing him to release the arrow. The moment the arrow touched the ground, it exploded in a bright flash of light, lighting up the entire room. Adrian turned back around, but the light destroyed his large shadowy hands in moments. "It appears thy foolish weapon did not serve thee well." Goodman laughed, creating another arrow in his free hand. 'What is this light? There's no way it should've destroyed my shadowy hands the way it did. In fact...why is the room still lit?' Adrian thought, taking note that the light from the arrow still lit up the room. He growled a bit, knowing that he wouldn't be able to make any new shadow hands without any shadows. He took a look around until he noticed the lack of light near and up the stairs. He took a quick glance at Goodman before making a dash towards the stairs. "Wherefore dost thou flee to? Thou art quite the fool for running, especially when I have a special gift for thee," Goodman questioned before firing off his arrow in Adrian's direction while he was running up the stairs. The arrow exploded upon contact with the steps, completely eradicating the stairs caught in the small blast radius of light. Adrian was lucky enough to get away from it and up the stairs, taking a sharp right turn down the hallway and into a darker area where he was able to weave more shadows together to create two more large, shadowy hands exactly like the first two. 'So, the commander likes to play with underhanded tactics like using tracking devices. Two can play at that game,' Adrian thought, punching open the door to a room with one of his shadowy fists and walking inside. Even though it was dark, Adrian could see the light blue walls and yellow flowers painted all over the room. Adrian decided to take to the shadows and hide on the roof, waiting for Goodman to arrive. He kept his breath slow and quiet, listening for any footsteps or noise from the hallway. When it was nothing more than eerie silence, it began to bother Adrian. "Something's wrong. Why hasn't he come yet?" Adrian said to himself. He lowered himself from the roof and moved over to the doorway, but the moment he reached it, he saw a small ball of light attached to the nearby wall. Once Adrian got close, the ball started to grow brighter, as if it was ready to explode. "Oh sh-" Adrian managed to say before the ball of light unleashed a large explosion of light, blowing apart a part of the house and sending Adrian flying outside into the front yard. A large group of Faction of Light members waited for him along with Commander Goodman. A searchlight shone on Adrian from a helicopter flying in the sky while the other Faction of Light members had their weapons focused on Adrian. "Doth thou see now, boy? My divine light can destroy all thy tools of the darkness faster than thy can make them. Thou had no chance of victory from the beginning of our encounter," Goodman said, laughing a bit. Adrian got back to his feet, taking a look around. In his eyes, everything was very blurry, almost to the point where he was completely blind. He moved his hand in front of his face a few times, but he couldn't see it at all. "My eyes...what did you do?" Adrian questioned. "Sight is an important thing for a Spiritmaster to have. Although, thou shouldn't concern yourself with sight any longer. It ends here!" Goodman answered, getting an arrow ready to fire at Adrian until a distant laugh broke the moment of silence. "It's a bit too early to put the show at it's season finale, Commander Timothy Goodman," a voice called out from close by. Some of the members of the group of Faction of Light members looked around, trying to find the source of the laugh until the searchlight from the helicopter shone up towards the broken roof. Standing on the roof was Zex, wearing a strange squid mask. "Commander! Isn't that the masked man from the museum heist report?" one of the men in the line of members asked. "So, thou chose to reveal thyself now? Thou art quite the fool, for now I will bring the justice that Ms. Seers failed to bring," Goodman said, completely ignoring what he was asked and taking aim at Zex. "Ha! Justice? Coming from a man like you? You wouldn't know justice if it beat you over the head! If you're so confident you can beat me, though, I'll humor you a bit, then take what I came here for." Zex laughed, moving his hand towards his mouth and spitting out an inky black ball from his mask into his hand. He waited for Goodman to fire his arrow before he threw the inky ball, causing a large explosion in the sky when the arrow and the ball collided. 'Here's my chance,' Zex thought, spitting up another inky black ball and jumping up into the air. When he was above all the Faction of Light members and Adrian, he threw down the ball, causing it to explode and spread ink all over the area. At the same time, the ball exploded in a way like a flashbang, giving Zex the chance to extend a tentacle from his mask and grab Adrian from off the ground before he landed behind the group. Once he got behind everyone, he dropped Adrian, who had fallen unconscious from being so close to the inky blast, and touched his mask to change it to his bird mask. In an instant afterwards, he transformed into a large bird and picked up Adrian in his talons, flying away from the scene while the Faction of Light members were unable to see. Goodman rubbed away the ink from his eyes, taking a look around to find Adrian was gone along with Zex. He growled in anger shortly before he was shrouded by the same golden light as before, returning to his normal form. He fell to one knee, panting and dropping his pistol. "Mr. Goodman, are you alright?" Aeon asked once she reappeared in front of him, hugging the commander, but moving away after a few moments. "Why are you all covered in this gooey stuff?" she asked. "It's nothing, Aeon. The bad man got away, though," Goodman responded, smiling a bit to make sure Aeon wouldn't be too worried. He stood back up, turning to the line of ink covered Faction of Light members. "All of you, get yourselves cleaned up and find those two! Search every inch of town for them, even if it takes all night! We must keep the peace in our world by destroying the Dark Spirit Stein and that masked man. You're all dismissed!" Goodman ordered, watching as the helicopter started to take off and the rest of the group started walking down towards their cars, talking among themselves. "Mr. Goodman, what should we do?" Aeon asked before Goodman put a hand on her head. "We can let the others handle this one. I need to rest before I fight again," Goodman replied, picking his pistol up from off the ink covered ground. 'So that anonymous caller was right. Adrian Rivers is involved with the masked man who robbed Crown City's museum. This is going to be huge at the next meeting,' Goodman thought. October 10th, 7:18 AM - Mysterious Log Cabin Adrian groaned and opened his eyes. He still couldn't see anything, but he could feel he was in a bed of some kind. He had no idea where he was, and trying to feel his way around didn't help him much at all. He jumped a bit when he heard a door creak open, wondering who was entering the room. "Looks like my ink bomb didn't kill you. I'm impressed," an unfamiliar voice stated. "Who are you?" Adrian questioned right away. He got nothing more than a laugh as a reply, listening to the approaching footsteps and noticing his sight improving when a pair of glasses were slipped on him. Once the glasses were on, Adrian could see that Zex was the person he was talking to, wearing the same bird mask as he wore to escape the scene the previous night. "A friend. You can call me Zex. Before you ask, those glasses are made for your current condition. Seems that what happened to you isn't a rare case. That commander plays pretty dirty for being one of humanity's lights," Zex pointed out before Adrian could say anything. Zex turned around, making his way towards the door. "Eight o'clock, sharp. There's a bus going towards the direction of Maury City. You seek power. Power enough to gain revenge. The power of darkness is on your side, and there's a special place in Maury City that will put you on the right path. The ticket is on the table. As for your Spirit, he's on lookout for any Faction of Light members. The entire town is on high alert after what happened last night," Zex continued, stopping at the door. "Getting back into town won't be simple. I have a disguise prepared for you. It should get you to Maury City with no real problems. Come on. You should eat before you head out," Zex added before walking out of the room. 'Last night...I'd rather not think about that for now,' Adrian thought, remembering that he was nearly killed multiple times that night. He followed Zex out of the room into a small room where only a small wooden table and two chairs sat in the center of the room. A single sandwich sat on a plate next to a bus ticket. "How did you know about my revenge plan? In fact, who or what are you?" Adrian questioned, Zex didn't say anything in response, tossing a backpack sitting on one of the chairs at Adrian, completely ignoring his questions. "There's a few things in there that should help you get by for a few days. The disguise is in there too. Don't do anything stupid and you should survive the trip," Zex started to explain without bothering to answer Adrian's question. The lack of answers to his questions was really starting to get to Adrian. "Listen, why the hell aren't you answering any of my-" Adrian began before Zex was in front of him with eagle claws at his neck. "You'd best not get on my bad side. I don't care about your questions at all. You're here because I chose to save you. I could end you in an instant if I want," Zex pointed out, brushing his eagle claws around the side of Adrian's neck as a sort of threat before moving away towards the door. "The train will be leaving soon. Don't screw this up," Zex added while he opened up the door and walked outside. "Hang on, who am I supposed to be looking for?" Adrian tried to ask, but Zex had already closed the door before he could finish the sentence. Adrian let out a sigh and took a seat in one of the chairs, looking over to the bus ticket that sat on the table. "Stein, you can come out of the shadows. I know you were listening," Adrian called out. The Spirit stepped out of the shadows in the corner of the room, sitting down in the second chair. "There's something about that Spiritmaster. Something evil. You felt it too, didn't you?" Adrian stated. "Impure darkness in his heart. He was a Dark Spiritmaster. Although, why would he go out of his way to rescue you?" Stein replied, looking over to the backpack Zex had left for Adrian to bring with him. "That's something we'll need to find out later. We should get going before the train leaves. We'll have to trust this Zex guy for now," Adrian said, opening up the backpack and pulling out the disguise that was prepared for him. 'The power of darkness is on your side, and there's a special place in Maury City that will put you on the right path...' Adrian couldn't stop thinking about Zex's words while he changed into the disguise. Stein stood a few feet behind Adrian, watching him, thinking Zex's words were having some kind of influence on Adrian's reasoning for getting more power. 'Don't let yourself sink too far into that masked man's influence, Adrian...' Stein thought. October 10th, ??:?? - Mysterious Chamber "It seems the first act is ready to start. The time to put our grand work into action has come at long last," a mysterious voice stated. A large green tube sitting in a small metal room began to glow, lighting up the room a bit. Standing in front of the tube were two men. One was wearing a suit while the other was dressed for a trip to the beach instead of an important task. "You know what you must do, my children. Dispose of the ones with powers. The ones the humans call Spiritmasters. It is time that we took control," the same voice continued. The men got on one knee and bowed. "Yes, my queen," the two men said. 'Now, let's see how the humans fare against my soldiers. It will give us plenty of time to continue our search for what had been left on that rock for us.'
  8. October 6th, 10:45 PM: Crown City Museum - Curator's Office Two men sat alone in the curator's small office, deep in a talk about an artifact found several days ago. The room was big enough for a few shelves and the curator's desk, but not much else. While the talk had begun civil, things got bad due to the curator's refusal to cooperate. A man wearing a strange bird mask had the curator, Mr. Adam Houston, pinned down on his desk with a hand around his neck. The curator was struggling to break free, but the masked man's grip was far too strong. "I've given you a friendly offer, Mr. Houston. I'm not suppose to get violent with you, but you leave me no choice. I ask you one final time. Give me the machine you have in your Alien Artifacts exhibit, and I'll leave," the masked man stated. "I told you ten times already, Mr. Zex. The Faction of Light has already purchased that artifact from me. In fact, one of their agents is on their way here as we speak to collect it," Mr. Houston replied, trying to get some air in his lungs while he spoke. He only got a cold laugh from the masked man, but felt the grip on his neck loosen a bit. "Faction of Light? Those pathetic weaklings? I'm not concerned with them in the slightest," Zex said, turning around and starting to walk towards the door. Mr. Houston sat up, getting some air in him and glancing around. He saw a chance to strike and decided to take it, grabbing a wooden cane he kept close by his desk and sneaking towards Zex. Once the curator got behind the masked man and prepared to swing, Zex turned around, thrusting eagle claws into Mr. Houston's neck. "Did you honestly think a powerless human like you could pull a stunt off like that. My Eagle Claws aren't to be taken lightly, Mr. Houston," the masked man stated, ripping the claws out of the man's neck, watching as blood sprayed across a bit of the office. Mr. Houston fell to the floor, gasping for air and trying to stop the blood from flowing out of his neck in a way similar to a waterfall, spilling onto the carpet. "Dark...Spiritmaster," the curator managed to say. Zex put a foot on the curator, staring down at him. "Now do you see, Mr. Houston? This is why I don't need to bother with the Faction of Fools. If you had given me the artifact, I wouldn't had to do this. It doesn't matter, anyway. I would've ended up killing you whether you gave me the artifact or not," Zex said, making his way over to the desk and taking the master keys from off the curator's desk. "Say hello to the death dealer for me. Tell him that he'll be having a Faction of Light member joining you soon enough," Zex added while he walked out of the office, leaving the curator to die. The museum was a ghost town, making Zex's task of taking the artifact much easier. He began moving towards the exhibit where the artifact was being stored when he heard a crash up ahead and the sound of an alarm going off. "An alarm? Don't tell me he-" Zex started to say, turning around and running back inside the curator's office to find he had used the last of his strength to break the emergency glass and sound the alarms to alert the police before he died. "That damn curator!" Zex growled, running out of the office and making a run for the exhibit, hoping to get what he sought before anyone showed up. The alarms echoed through the halls of the museum while Zex rushed towards the exhibit. Once he got to the Artifacts of Space exhibit, his anger only grew with what he saw. Parts of the crashed saucer from four years ago were in various glass cases all over the exhibit. Several pictures of odd beings with three eyes and four tentacles had been hung up on the walls, and in the center of the room was a broken open exhibit. Glass was scattered all over the floor, showing Zex that someone had broken into the exhibit. Zex took a look down at the floor, taking notice of a tag that read 'Mysterious Space Ring.' "Looks like someone got the same idea..." Zex started to say as he heard approaching footsteps. He laughed and turned around to face the person, finding nobody but a teenage girl holding a doll. When he noticed the girl was wearing a white suit like a Faction of Light agent, he began to laugh even more. "You're the Faction of Light agent they sent to retrieve the artifact? They must've thought this would be an easy retrieval job for a rookie. Why don't you go back home to mommy and daddy? It's past your bedtime, kid," Zex continued after he stopped laughing. He noticed the doll started moving on it's own once he finished insulting the girl, a curious look on his face behind the mask. "Don't you dare talk about Lucy that way, you masked freak! She'll beat you into next week!" the doll shouted. "Belle, you don't have to shout. I know these types. They go around and threaten museum curators to get what they want, then murder them if they don't listen. I can sense it in his heart. He's not a normal person, either. He has Spiritmaster powers," the girl said. Zex smiled a bit, taking a step back. 'For a pathetic looking teenager, her senses are sharp. It doesn't matter, anyway. What I came here for is still somewhere in this museum. The thief couldn't have gotten too far, and I can always kill this one once I get the artifact,' Zex thought, taking another step back. "Belle, he's up to something. Make sure he doesn't get away," Lucy said, knowing right away Zex was planning to flee. She set down the talking doll and let her do her work. Belle took a deep breath and stomped on the ground, making the shards of glass scattered all around Zex form a wall around the exit, preventing the masked man from escaping. 'A Spirit in the form of a doll. This one may prove to be a bit more annoying than I thought,' Zex thought, growling a bit when he heard a quiet laugh come from the Spiritmaster standing in front of him. "Something wrong, masked man? Angry because you've run out of escape routes? Don't worry. I'll have one all set for you. A nice and lonely jail cell will suit you," Lucy questioned. "It seems I underestimated you because of your age and gender. You may-" "Hold on a minute! You underestimated me because I'm a girl!?" Lucy interrupted while Zex shook his head. "There's a lot for you to learn if you wish to defeat me. Allow me to show you," Zex replied as he put his hand on his bird mask. In an instant, his current mask transformed into a black panther mask. "Get ready, Lucy," Belle said while Lucy nodded in reply. The three stood in silence for a few moments, waiting to see who would make the first move. Lucy could see a dark aura all around Zex as they all stood around. She didn't understand why she could see it or what it was. A few moments passed, and Zex transformed into a black panther, making a dash towards the path Lucy had come from even though it was blocked. "That path isn't going to help you. If you try to break through that wall, the glass will shred you apart before you even get out of the exhibit hall," Lucy stated, watching as Zex ran towards the wall of glass without stopping. He smashed straight through it and ran towards the exit without a scratch. "Are you serious?!" Lucy and Belle questioned, watching Zex dash towards another exhibit of the museum. Lucy growled a bit and began running after him with Belle following behind her. 'How the heck did he do that? That wall of glass should've sliced him to pieces,' Lucy thought. While she was looking towards where had Zex run off to, a man stepped out of the shadows. He put a hand over Lucy's mouth and he pulled her into a different exhibit. Belle took notice and followed Lucy to wherever she had been taken. October 6th, 11:13 PM: Crown City Museum - Dinosaur Exhibit Lucy was struggling to break free from the grip of whoever had grabbed her while trying to get a look at his face. Due to how dark it was in the exhibit she was being brought through, she couldn't see anything around her. "Please, do not worry. I simply want to be at a quiet place where the police won't investigate," the person whispered while he moved forward. 'A quiet place? Why, so you can try some kind of funny business with me? I don't swing that way, buddy,' Lucy immediately thought, struggling to break free. "You must be wondering who I am. The most I can say right now is that we met before. You don't remember ever meeting me, though. There are important things that must need to be discussed, and I can't have anyone I can't trust finding me," the person continued, stopping for a moment to listen for any noise. "This should be far enough," the person simply said, releasing his grip on Lucy, but getting a swift elbow to the chest right after he released her. "Start talking! I want you to explain everything or I'll have you arrested for trying to have your sick way with a teenage girl," Lucy shouted. The person sighed and opening up the palm of his hand where a small ball of light appeared to brighten up the dark exhibit. The dinosaur exhibit was pretty small compared to the Artifacts of Space exhibit. While there were a few fossils and pictures from what Lucy could see, there wasn't much else around. "My name is Malcolm Robins. I am simply a man searching for the truth," the person replied. "Lucy Sears, Faction of Light member," Lucy responded, picking up Belle once she finally caught up. "I'm guessing that is your Spirit, Belle," Malcolm noted. "Yeah. Not sure how you know that, though. Anyway, what are these important things we need to discuss, and why did you have to drag me to this exhibit to talk to me?" Lucy answered. "While there are some things I can't explain yet, the important matter at the moment is this..." Malcolm started to explain, taking a rusty ring with words carved on it out of his backpack. "This is what that Dark Spiritmaster was after. This is the alien artifact you were assigned to retrieve from this museum," Malcolm continued. "Wait a minute, that masked man was a Dark Spiritmaster?" Lucy quickly questioned, cutting Malcolm out. "He was. A very powerful one as well. He must've consumed the soul of his Spirit a long time ago and adapted to its powers," Malcolm replied. Lucy didn't respond, her grip on Belle tightening as she remembered something from a past mission she had taken on. "Lucy, are you feeling alright?" Belle asked, getting no response from her. "He was after this ring for some reason. I came here to take it and destroy it before that man gets his hands on it," Malcolm continued, completely ignoring Lucy's silent state. "Destroy it? Why would you want to destroy the ring, Mr. Malcolm?" Belle asked. Malcolm took a deep breath, almost like he was trying to think of something he should say. He was about to come up with a good lie, but turned around when he heard slow clapping coming from behind him. "Well, look who made the job of finding the artifact thief that much easier. I owe you one, little doll. Following you was easier than killing the curator. Humans are so fragile," a familiar voice stated, hissing a bit like a snake. Stepping into the range of the light was Zex, wearing a snake mask with glowing green eyes. "Damnit! He's here already! I thought we'd have more time," Malcolm growled a bit, taking a few steps back while he stuffed the ring into his backpack. "'l'll make this simple since I'm in no mood for games right now. Give me the artifact or die," Zex demanded, his hissing voice echoing through the quiet exhibit. Malcolm didn't move at first, but after a few seconds, he shook his head and held his backpack, keeping the ball of light in his left hand to keep the room lit. Zex laughed a bit, looking up at Malcolm and extending his neck as if he were a snake, rushing right at Malcolm. While the masked man rushed for his prey, the mouth of the snake mask opened up, revealing two sharp yellow teeth. "I'll take a nice bite out of your neck, then have a taste of that Faction of Light girl!" Zex shouted, opening up his mouth and getting ready to bite down on Malcolm's neck. Before he could land the killing blow he was aiming for, a glass wall stopped him dead in his tracks. He stopped his attack before his face smacked into the glass wall and got back while Lucy took a step forward. "So, you murdered the curator? You killed an innocent man for a stupid metal ring?" Lucy questioned, standing between Zex and Malcolm with a glass wall blocking Zex's path. She took Belle in one hand and clenched her fist. Lucy put her free hand on the glass wall and pushed it at Zex. The wall flew at him with incredible speed, hitting Zex in the head. The force of the blow pushed him back and managed to break one of his teeth. 'So this is the extent of her own power. Maybe she's one of the selected ones I'm looking for,' Malcolm thought. Zex's extended head flew back a bit and hit the floor, nearly knocking over one of the exhibits. "Belle, it's time. Let's teach this freaky Dark Spiritmaster a lesson," Lucy said, sounding extremely serious unlike how she was only a minute ago. "It's time to merge? We haven't done that in so long," Belle chimed in, freeing herself from Lucy's grip and landing on the floor, transforming into a ball of light after her landing. "No! I can't have that Spiritmaster merge with her Spirit. Now's the time! I'll kill her here and now!" Zex growled, spitting up a bit of blood and going in for the attack on Lucy. The ball of light floated up in the air a few feet, flying into Lucy and covering the girl with a strange white light. The mouth of the mask opened up, ready to tear open Lucy's neck, but Zex had been knocked away by a blinding light coming from Lucy. He ended up getting knocked head first into a wall, leaving a large hole in it. 'This power. This is a Spiritmaster's transformation. It's been quite a while since I've last seen one of these. The merging of Spirit and Spiritmaster. The two forms become one. What kind of powers do Lucy and Belle even have together?' Malcolm thought, trying to get a good look at what was going on without being blinded by the light. Lucy's eyes were closed when the light faded away, revealing her new form. She was in a white dress and carrying around a parasol that had a reflective surface like a mirror. Her brunette hair had become a bit longer, and the color of her eyes had changed to brown. While she was the same person, Malcolm could feel that something was different about Lucy now. "Good evening, Mr. Malcolm," Lucy said with a small smile. Malcolm was confused, wondering why she sounded so different. Her actions were nothing like how she was moments ago, and he had thought that she wasn't up to whatever it was she was up to in such a state. A loud roar broke the moments of silence as Zex emerged from the hole in the wall with his head and neck back to normal. Dark energy radiated from his body, invisible to the naked eye, but now in plain sight around him. "You humans are starting to piss me off! Give me the artifact! Now!" Zex ordered, slashing open a bigger hole in the wall with bear-like claws. Part of his snake mask was broken and was replaced with a bear mask, revealing a part of his face. Yet, the dark aura around him made it impossible to see the segment of his face His anger only grew when he heard a quiet giggle from Lucy. "Welcome back, Mr. Dark Spiritmaster. I see you're well," Lucy greeted as if Zex was a friend instead of a crazy guy trying to kill her and steal an alien artifact. "Now you're trying to mock me, aren't you? Aren't you?!" Zex questioned, the hole he was standing in growing bigger from his angry shouting alone. Lucy wasn't fazed by the masked man's rage at all. She kept the same smile on her face, waiting for Zex to make his first move. Zex let out a roar of anger and charged at Lucy, moving a lot slower than he was when he was wearing the snake mask. He raised his claws as he got closer, but Lucy already knew what he was up to. "Belle, Copy Ability seven," Lucy quietly said to her parasol. "Copy Ability?" Malcolm asked, watching as the reflection of a different Spiritmaster appeared in Lucy's mirror parasol. Lucy closed her parasol and aimed at the masked man, firing off a blast of wind at the masked man. He smirked, touching his mask while he ran. The mask changed back to the bird mask he wore when he killed the curator, but the broken piece of the mask stood the same. "You're such a fool, Spiritmaster!" Zex shouted as large black wings erupted from his back. He flapped his wings to repel Lucy's attack, blowing her back a bit as a result. "It seems Mr. Dark Spiritmaster has more surprises up his sleeve than I had thought," Lucy stated while she stood back up, watching Zex's movements. Malcolm watched the two stare each other down, knowing he should help Lucy, but he had to keep a low profile. He thought it over and crushed the ball of light in his hand to brighten up the entire room before he ran into the fray, making another orb of light as he ran. "Rushing in like a fool, I see. How easy," Zex commented, spreading his wings and firing out razor sharp feathers from his wings. Malcolm stopped in his tracks, using the orb of light he had in his hand and making a large shield to protect himself. A few stray feathers landed some small cuts on him. Malcolm bit his lip while Zex took this chance to make a move. Zex charged towards Malcolm, aiming to steal the man's backpack, but a blast of wind from Lucy's parasol pushed him away. While Zex was a good distance away, Malcolm prepared another ball of light. "I'm sorry, Mr. Dark Spiritmaster, but I won't allow you to take that artifact," Lucy said, firing off another blast of wind, "and I don't intend to let you get away with taking it." she added. Zex didn't say anything, opening his wings again. He began firing off more feathers, this time at Lucy. She used her mirror parasol to block the feathers to give Malcolm a chance to go on the offensive. He snuck up behind Zex while he was distracted with Lucy, but Zex was a step ahead and smacked Malcolm aside with one of his wings, causing the artifact to drop out of his backpack. "There it is. Well, it's been fun toying with you," Zex said, flying off towards the artifact, watching as it was pulled away when he got close to it by a thorny vine. The artifact was caught by Lucy, who was holding a thorn-like whip in her hand instead of the parasol she had before. "You humans only wish to continue pissing me off, don't you?" Zex questioned, turning to face Lucy. "You know, I find your powers very interesting, Mr. Dark Spiritmaster. So interesting, I decided to copy them for myself. I hope you don't mind," Lucy said, completely ignoring Zex's words. She took a deep breath, opening her eyes after a few moments and smirking. "Let's see how you feel going against your own powers," Lucy added, pointing at the masked man before trying to make wings come out of her back, but nothing happened. She tried to soar like a bird, but like before, nothing had happened. Zex took the chance to go for the attack while Lucy was distracted, tackling her and grabbing the artifact once it fell to the floor. "You're still as pathetic as I thought you'd be. Even at the end of our little game, I still win. This is why gaining the power of a Dark Spiritmaster by consuming my Spirit's soul is the best way to get strong," Zex stated while he put a foot on Lucy's stomach to keep her restrained. With his free hand, Zex prepared to finish Lucy off the same way he killed the museum's curator. "You've pissed me off for the last time. I'll end you here and now. Let your death be a reminder that you will never be stronger than me," Zex continued. Before Zex could land the final blow, Malcolm had gotten back on his feet and made his way over with a bow and an arrow made of light. "Do you think you've won? I would call this checkmate, Dark Spiritmaster," Malcolm interrupted, walking a bit closer to Zex, ready to fire the arrow if the man made any sudden moves. Lucy glanced over at Malcolm, a bit shocked when she saw the weapon he had in his hands. 'Wait a second. That Spiritmaster power belongs to one of the Faction of Light's commanders. How can he use it?' Lucy thought. "Give the alien artifact back right now and step away from the girl," Malcolm ordered, aiming the arrow for Zex's chest. The masked man laughed a bit, looking at the artifact he finally held in his hand. "If you want the artifact, have it!" Zex shouted, throwing the ring at Malcolm, hitting him in the chest and following up with a smack with one of his wings. The impact of the strike from the artifact and Zex's wing knocked Malcolm across the room into a wall. He released the arrow upon hitting the wall, sending it flying straight into the head of the T-Rex fossil. The fossil broke apart after the arrow exploded upon contact with the fossil's head, scattering pieces all over the room. In the confusion, Zex touched his mask to change it to his panther mask, changing his form into a panther once again. He jumped off of Lucy and grabbed the alien artifact with his mouth before he made his escape from the scene. Lucy stood up tried to give chase, but she knew she stood no chance without Malcolm. She instead helped Malcolm and out out of the exhibit as bones fell all over the floor. As the two made their way back towards the main hall, Malcolm clenched his fists. Before the two could reach the main hall, a series of lights turned on and blinded the two. "Stop right there!" a voice called out. Several police officers stepped forward with guns trained on Lucy and Malcolm while a man holding a megaphone and a flashlight approached the two. "You two are coming with us. You've got some explaining to do," the man said. October 6th, 1:50 AM: Crown City Park The police arrived on the scene in the time Lucy and Malcolm were dealing with the masked man. The curator's body was dealt with and the two Spiritmasters were taken down to the station and questioned about the battle in the museum. The entire museum was closed down for the police investigation and a warrant for Zex's arrest was made. Once the questioning was over and the two were sent away, Lucy and Malcolm headed to the Crown City Park, which was also the site of an incident in the past. Lucy and Belle were sitting on a park bench while they waited for Malcolm, who had left to go get something to drink. "That fight really took a lot out of me," Lucy said with a sigh. "You used a lot of your energy in that fight, Lucy. That guy was really strong," Belle replied while Lucy slowly looked up at the sky. "That masked man is out of our league. Malcolm, too. He used a weapon I thought only Commander Goodman could use," Lucy went on, remembering when Malcolm had managed to make the bow of light during the encounter. "Maybe Mr. Goodman taught him how to use it?" Belle asked. "I don't think so. Malcolm doesn't seem like the kind of guy who would know a Faction of Light commander. Speaking of which, Belle, how come I couldn't use that masked man's power when I copied it?" Lucy answered. "Well, this is only your seventh copied power. I wasn't thinking a case like this would ever come up, but when you copy someone's powers and try to use them, you're at that power's mercy. If you need to chant a magic spell like the original user has to or something along those lines, then I'll be positive," Belle explained, sounding a bit unsure herself. "A restriction, huh?" Lucy asked, trying to think about what kind of restriction the masked man would have on his powers. Malcolm arrived while Lucy was thinking about the whole thing with a couple of water bottles in his hands. "I'm sorry I'm late. Most of the stores around here are closed at this hour. Here, this one is for you. I assumed your Spirit did not want one since she doesn't need water," Malcolm said, handing one of the water bottles to Lucy. While Lucy opened up the water and took a sip, Malcolm sat down on the bench next to Belle. "Dark times are coming, Lucy," Malcolm began. "Dark times? What do you mean, Mr. Malcolm?" Belle asked. "That ring the masked man stole from us. It's a part of something that will lead to the end of our race as we know it," Malcolm continued. Upon hearing this, Lucy spit up a bit of her water and stood up. "The end of our race?! You can't be serious!" Lucy exclaimed. "I am serious. It's our world's fate. However, fate is not absolute," Malcolm tried to say. "Sure, for normal people like the police. For Spiritmasters like us, our fates are sealed the moment we're born," Lucy interrupted. A small laugh came from Malcolm while he dug through his backpack. "You remind me of when I was your age. It was a simpler time. A good friend of mine thought the same way you did. Trust me when I tell you fate can be changed, even for a Spiritmaster like you," Malcolm went on. He pulled an envelope out of his backpack and handed it to Lucy. She opened up the small envelope and pulled out a single ticket. "What's this for?" Lucy asked. "Lucy Seers, I have a special request for you. The ticket in your hand right now is a round-trip ticket to a small town in the mountains. A few days from today, a person's life will be in danger. I want you to go there and save them," Malcolm began to explain. "Why do you want me to do this? If you know someone is going to be attacked in that town in a few days, why don't you go yourself?" Lucy questioned. Malcolm froze up upon hearing Lucy's question. "I can't show my face in that town. I can't give you the details, but I can never go back there ever again. I figure you're a reliable young lady, so I can trust you with this mission. You won't be alone. I've contacted an associate of mine to aid you in this request," Malcolm answered as he dug through his backpack for something else. "Alright. Can I ask you one more question? Is this person you want me to save someone important to you?" Lucy asked. Once again, Malcolm stopped what he was doing to ponder on Lucy's question. "At a time, yes. You could say this person is someone dear to my heart. Now, if you'll excuse me, I should be going. It's rather late and I must find a place to stay for tonight," Malcolm replied while he closed his backpack and stood up. "Oh, alright. It was nice to meet you, Malcolm," Lucy said. "The feeling is mutual. Don't worry, though. We will meet again. When we do, I would like to discuss something with you. For now, I bid you farewell," Malcolm replied before he picked up his backpack and started walking away, leaving Lucy and Belle alone in the park. While Lucy watched Malcolm leave, Belle hopped off the bench and pulled on Lucy's pant leg a bit. "Lucy, we should hurry home too. Your parents will get worried," Belle pointed out. "You're right. Come on, let's go!" Lucy said, picking up Belle and running off in the opposite direction of Malcolm. Once he was out of the park, Malcolm stopped and pulled a bright red notebook and a pen from his jacket pocket. "Lucy Seers, a young girl who can generate glass walls from nothing and even copy the abilities of her foes. She seems capable for her age. If she met him, maybe he might open up more," Malcolm said to himself as he wrote details down on an empty page of his notebook. "The one who doesn't follow the path of light, but instead slogs through darkness blindly. I hope he is well," Malcolm added.
  9. "Well, the third chapter of Dark Descent has been released ^_^ Sorry for taking so long on it, guys..." Dark Descent: Chapter 3 - Marvelous Misfortune
  10. The time has come once again...for original writing that totally isn't a nuzlocke. So, unlike Red Moon Nightmare, I have progress on this one, but it's still very much a work in progress. Any feedback or opinions on how it is or what I can improve on would be greatly appreciated. Whether this prologue has nothing to do with the main story's events or not...well, I'll leave that to you, the reader, to figure out. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. One hundred years have passed since that dreadful day. The day the Gate of Darkness was opened, unleashing the powers of darkness onto our world. All because of one human who chose to go against the ruling made by the masters of the worlds of humans and Spirits. The opening of that gate changed him and made him the very first Dark Spiritmaster. That day became known to history as The Harrowing. Over time, that name has was forgotten. The public know of the change in the world as The Great Disaster. The near eradication of our world, and the split between the human and Spirit worlds. Spirits are still able to come to our world, even with the worlds separated the way they are. As Spiritmasters, we are their partners. Our powers can only reach their max potential together. One is next to nothing without the other. That is the way this world has worked for hundreds of years. With darkness infesting our world, the order we once knew has begun to change. This has led to the making of the Faction of Light. November 3rd, 11:15 AM: Faction of Light Main HQ - 100 Years after The Harrowing "This brings us to our next order of business," a tall man standing in the center of a large room stated, pointing to an electronic screen. Over three hundred people were seated in the meeting hall, each of them with their own thoughts on the situation. "Our battle with the darkness has lasted without end for one hundred years. We had thought that shutting down the source of the problem would bring peace back to the world. It has taken us a long time, but we have finally received new information," the man started, taking out a remote and hitting a button to make a picture of a person appear on the large screen. "This is the Spirit known in our database as Stein. We have recently discovered evidence connecting Stein to the original Dark Spiritmaster, the cause of The Harrowing. This new evidence proves, without question, that this Spirit has a connection with the disaster's beginning. If any of you find this Spirit, you are to take care of him. The sooner we can erase this menace from the world, the sooner we can work towards rebuilding the way to the Spirit World," the man explained, pressing another button on the remote to make the picture on the screen disappear. "That will be all. You are all dismissed," the man at the front of the room finally finished. He watched as the room full of people began standing up and walking out of the room, having their own discussions among themselves. "Another hour in that room and I would've gone insane. What do you think, Chris?" a man asked the guy he was walking next to even though he was lost in thought. "You would think the council would be more concerned about the series of Spiritmaster murders that have sprung up over the past several months. They seem more concerned about this Dark Spirit that may be connected to that day. It's quite odd, don't you think, Desmond?" Chris replied after staying silent for a few moments. "Yeah, I guess. We don't have any leads on who this killer is, though. In any case, we should keep our eyes out for this Stein guy," Desmond replied while the two men walked outside and made their way to a white limousine where a young, pale boy stood waiting at the door. "Grim, you didn't have to wait outside. Spirits are allowed to attend the Faction of Light meetings," Desmond said to the boy, putting a hand on his shoulder. "My apologies, sir. I do not feel very safe in large crowds," the boy answered, opening up the door for the two men to enter the vehicle. Grim followed the two once they got in, closing the door and taking a seat next to Desmond. The two men talked about a few things while the limo drove away from the headquarters. Grim looked out the window while Chris and Desmond had their discussion, watching the scenery like a curious child who didn't get out much. He took a look up at the morning sky and saw what looked like a shooting star. The fact that there were shooting stars during the day bothered him a bit, but he didn't want to bother Chris and Desmond with questions. "Desmond, Grim, we got our clearance. I should've told you earlier, but the police are finally done investigating that crash site and I got the call during the meeting," Chris said, handing a few files to Desmond. The man read through the files, taking note of the police's notes and information and smiling a bit. "So it's a saucer crash site, huh? This whole thing seems a bit odd, don't you think?" Desmond asked. "It is. The police couldn't even get into the thing. That's where we come in. It's not official business, but there's bound to be some secrets in there to make it official business," Chris replied, taking the files from Desmond and putting them in a suitcase. "There's something fishy about all of this," Desmond grumbled. "You are right. With a case like this, you would think the Grand Council would've had an investigation started right after it began. It's not normal for them to ignore something this big," Chris replied with a nod. "Exactly," grunted Desmond, arms crossed over his chest. He turned his head towards the window, suspicion glinting in his eyes as he watched the scenery pass by. "Have you had any new visions? One that might shed some light on all of this?" "I wish there was. It's been a few months since the last one," Chris said with a sigh. "The same one you've been seeing a lot of lately?" "Yes. Three Spiritmasters who will come together and stop the upcoming disasters. At the moment, we can only hope they will be enough. The vision was not very clear." "They normally never are until it's too late. If the Grand Council isn't going to step in, we may have to take action. We can't put too much stock in that vision right now," Desmond pointed out. Chris clenched his fists. "Let's hope it doesn't need to come to that."
  11. "Finally got down to the story telling ^_^ Thanks for tuning in, you guys ^_^" Dark Descent: Chapter 2 - The King, Queen, and Royal Guards
  12. Kalvoras Vertal

    other creative writing Dark Descent

    "Alright, so I'm making a story called Dark Descent ^_^ Here's the first part, the one that has all the characters that will be introduced so far ^_^" Dark Descent
  13. Kalvoras Vertal

    other creative writing Dark Descent

    "Alright, so I'm making a story called Dark Descent ^_^ Here's the first part, the one that has all the characters that will be introduced so far ^_^" Dark Descent
  14. So I'm doing this on another site, and I figured while I slowly make progress on writing Red Moon Nightmare chapters because writer's block is like an iron wall sometimes, I spread the despair I'm probably going to experience when I hit lategame. Until I've caught up with my backlog of episodes (since I update on Fridays), I guess I'll put up each episode at some random time so it doesn't seem like I'm taking over the Creative Corner like some kind of tyrant. Anyway, without further delay, let's get into it. The time has come at long last. Time for me to exact my revenge on the Alola region. You see, it's sort of a funny story. Once upon a time, I did a Pokemon Sun Nuzlocke. The first island was fairly tame, but then the second island happened and my party members started to drop like flies because of either Petaya Berry Salazzle killing my Crobat, Totem Lurantis being the pain in the ass it was made to be, or Skill Link Shellder blindsiding me twice and murdering all my Grass types, my starter included. The third island wasn't very kind to me, either. Totem Mimikyu on it's own wasn't a deadly threat, but it called in a Haunter that would never miss a Hypnosis, and that led to tearing my team apart just enough for the surprise Grand Trial to do even more damage since my team did badly against special attackers. After that mess and the fourth island's fun times was final Lusamine and the Elite Four. Let me say one thing that describes the dread Lusamine brought me. Own Tempo Lilligant with Petal Dance and a Special Attack boost. I ended up losing the locke to Kukui because I got my Mudsdale Whirlwinded out by Braviary when I used my X Sp. Defs to tank Flash Cannon from Magnezone. That brings us to now. I need an excuse to play Ultra Moon and an excuse to totally abuse the power of the Creative Corner, so why not kill two birds with one stone? So, ladies and gentlemen, let's get to it, shall we? Let's cover those pesky rules first. 1. Only the first Pokemon on a given route, cave, or area may be caught. If I kill it, run out of Poke Balls, or it Struggles to death/I be an idiot and click run (it's happened twice before in other lockes), sucks to be me. No encounter for that route. 1.5: For some ungodly reason, some routes in Alola are massive and split into segments. Route 1 for example has Route 1 proper, the Trainer's School, and Hau'oli Outskirts. For areas like these, and if memory serves, Route 1 is one of the only examples of this, all the previously mentioned sections will count as three separate encounters. Along with this, static encounters will not count against me, so my starter does not count as my first encounter, as with any mons that are encountered statically (Necrozma, Solgaleo/Lunala for example). 2. All Pokemon must be nicknamed, to forge a stronger emotional bond. It hurts more when your precious nicknamed team members meet their untimely ends because of something stupid or a misplay on the player's part. 3. Speaking of which, let's get to the biggest rule. If a Pokemon faints in any way, shape, or form (recoil, poison/burn, etc.), they are to be boxed or released. For the sake of banking them over to my Ultra Sun at the end of the run, I will be boxing my dead mons. 4. Dupes clause, while optional, will be in full effect. If I encounter something I already have, regardless of where it is in the evolutionary line, I get a new chance at an encounter. For example, say I had a Zubat and encounter a Gobat later. That will be classified as dupes clause. 5. Despite my luck being the definition of suck, if, and this is a huge if, I encounter a shiny, regardless of whether or not it's my first encounter, I have full rights to catch it. 6. Z-Moves are banned. For those who have played the games already, you probably think I'm mad considering a certain encounter in lategame that a Black Hole Eclipse or Never-Ending Nightmare can clear up with ease. Well, I couldn't use Z-Moves in Sun, so same rule applies here. 7. On the other hand, I will be free to use Rotom Powers to balance out the fact that major trainers have EV trained mons. That and the above mentioned encounter. 8. Will I do postgame? Maybe. But let's not get ahead of ourselves here. I still gotta finish the main story before I even consider doing postgame. So I think I've covered all the rules we're going with on this run. Without further delay, let my road to despair and (hopefully) a salty runback from losing at the tail end of the run begin. And as I posted in the disclaimer of the original version, let's do our Rubesty.
  15. So before we get into it, let me just say that this is still just a first draft. Any feedback or opinions on how it is or what I can improve on would be greatly appreciated. I know there are some people who think that prologues shouldn't be a thing in writing, but since this does sort of bring up the central problem, I made a prologue and have no reason to just make this Chapter 1 since my plans for that chapter take place at least a year after this prologue's events. I will also note that, yes, this is an original work by me. It's actually a complete overhaul of the very first writing project I ever started...so yeah. Please enjoy. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. 'This world is a rotten place. Mankind does nothing but kill and destroy each other and everything around them. Such a world needs to be changed. With the power gifted to me, I will create a new world to replace this terrible one.' "The time has come for everything to begin," a man said to himself as he walked through the quiet nighttime streets towards the park in the center of the city. He was wearing a long black coat and a hood to keep his identity hidden from the occasional person who walked by him on his way to his destination. "There aren't too many people out tonight. That's good. It'll make this easier," the man mumbled while he walked into the park. When he didn't spot anyone as he made his way towards the center of the park, the man smiled a bit. At the same time, he was beginning to hesitate. He stopped walking and looked towards the old wooden clock tower that sat in the center of the park, tightening the grip on the thick black book in his hands as he considered whether or not he was doing the right thing. As his doubts began to rise, a voice began to ring through his mind. 'Why do you hesitate, Issac? You have trained your body and mind for months to prepare yourself for this ritual. Do you not wish to bring judgement to the humans? Is it no longer your desire to take vengeance for the woman you cared so deeply about? By giving up on this mission now, you are accepting her murder caused no harm to your own soul,' the voice explained. Issac bit his lip while he looked down at the ground. After a moment of silence, he raised his head again. "N-no, you're right. It's too late to go back now. Using the magic of this book is the only way," Issac finally replied before he continued to walk. 'We must hurry. The moon is nearly in position,' the voice pointed out. Issac gave a simple nod and picked up the pace a bit in order to make his way over to the center of the park. Sitting in the center of Star City's park was a large, wooden clock tower. Hanging above the clock tower was the full moon. All the conditions had been met for Issac's plans. "There's no turning back. Awaken, Circle of the Red Moon!" Issac said to himself before he called out the spell he had memorized. Responding to the spell, a large red circle appeared on the ground in front of Issac. A second, smaller circle appeared inside the first one, followed by a series of strange symbols in between the two circles. In the middle of the circle, a crescent moon shape appeared and began to let off a faint red glow. Issac stepped into the circle and looked up towards the top of the clock tower. With a deep breath, he opened up the book in his hands and flipped to a page he had bookmarked. "Shadow of darkness, hear my call! I offer my light to bring the crimson blight to this world. Within this crimson circle, I ask of thee to spawn forth the cursed souls of the moon of red. Spread their malice throughout this land, using this clock tower as your host," Issac began to read. As he recited the spell, the words on the book's pages began to glow. The circle also began to react as the symbols between the two circles began to release a black mist around Issac's feet. Issac began to feel strange once the black mist began to swirl around him. Slowly, the mist began to rise up his leg, covering his feet in darkness. "W-what is this? What's going on?!" Issac questioned as the mist slowly engulfed his legs. At the same time, he began to feel a sharp pain in his stomach, causing him to drop the book to the ground and clutch his stomach. Issac soon fell to his hands and knees, coughing up blood. The mist took the chance to further engulf the man's body, covering his hands and knees. 'You must give yourself completely to the darkness for the ritual to complete. Fail to do this and it shall consume you. The power has already begun to slowly eat away at your body,' the voice in Issac's head said. Issac bit his lip while he tried to endure the slowly growing pain he felt as the mist ran up his arms and thighs. He couldn't feel his arms and legs by this point. "This pain...is it like what she felt when she was murdered?" Issac asked. He glanced up at the moon, the only remaining light among the slowly consuming darkness around him. He wanted to reach up towards the moon and feel it's light on his hand, but such a thing was impossible in his current state. Shortly before the dark mist took his entire body, Issac closed his eyes. "I want to deliver judgement to the selfish masses. I want to change this world. Light, darkness, it doesn't matter anymore. If I can bring back the woman I love, I don't care what happens to me. Twist my body with darkness if that's what it takes. Take my light away and lead me to a path I'll likely regret. Just...allow me to see her again. Mary...seeing her again is all I ask," Issac said. For a brief moment, the black mist stopped it's assault of it's target's body. Instead of trying to consume him, the black mist slowly seeped into Issac's skin until none of it remained, leaving the man alone in the activated magic circle. Once the black mist was gone, Issac opened his eyes again. He picked up the book from off the ground and slowly stood back up. His hood had slipped off his head, revealing his smooth black hair. Once he had gotten back on his feet, he stumbled a bit, but stood inside the magic circle. He was unaware of what the mist had done to him, but he felt a surge of power he didn't have before. He was unaware of it at the time, but his blue eyes had become red. He had no time to guess what the mist did to him due to the voice in his head speaking to him once again. 'The time has come, Issac. With the power of darkness, finish the ritual,' the voice ordered. With a simple nod, Issac flipped back to his bookmarked page, cleared his throat, and continued the ritual. "My soul is one with darkness. I no longer fear the darkness. Grant me the immortal army! Come forth, Red Moon Demons! Return to this world under the light of the crimson moon, and follow the order of your new master! Let this clock tower be the host of your power and be free once more!" Issac read off the page. The outer circle responded to the spell by shooting a bright red light high up into the sky. While the light was keeping Issac hidden, a ball of darkness formed in Issac's free hand. A smile crept up on his face as he aimed his hand towards the clock tower and launched the ball. It pierced through the wall of light and made contact with the clock tower, coating the entire wooden structure in an aura of darkness for a moment. Once the curse was set, the light from the magic circle died down and the entire circle dissapeared. Issac let out a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he could hear several voices behind him. When he turned around, several men and women were gathered in front of him. Some of them were clearly trying to go to sleep judging by their clothes while others had likely either been passing by or went to investigate the light shooting up at the sky. "Who is that guy? He's creepy looking," a woman asked "Does he realize what time it is?" another man questioned. "Isn't that guy suppose to be the new teacher at the high school?" a younger girl pointed out. Each of the people had their own thoughts and questions as to why Issac was at the clock tower and what he was doing at such a late hour. Issac bit his lip as he considered his options. 'Do not worry yourself about this filth. The spell should be activating any moment now,' the voice said to Issac. A few moments after Issac had been reassured, the bell of the clock tower began to ring, signaling it was now midnight. The bell was extremely loud and echoed through the entire city. With each toll of the bell, the air all around the city began to grow heavier. By the sixth toll, the streetlights all around the city began to flicker on and off before abruptly turning off completely. On the eighth toll, a light fog began to slowly roll in from nowhere. As the bell tolled, the moon had slowly began to change. When the twelfth and final toll of the clock tower's bell rang through the city, the moon and sky had changed completely into a dark red. The eerie red light shone down on the entirety of Star City, lighting up the city a bit. "What the hell?! What happened to the moon?!" a man shouted. "Forget the moon! My phone isn't working!" a woman added. "What's with this fog? What's going on here?!" another man questioned while Issac simply stood and watched the group, looking down at the ground. In the corner of his eye, he could see a hole of darkness slowly opening up in the ground near the clock tower. Several more of the same holes began to open up all around the park which made the small group of people even more scared. One by one, inky black hands rose out of the holes. They grabbed onto the edge of their individual holes, as if they were attempting to pull themselves out. From each of the holes came a humanoid figure, around the height of human adults. Their bodies were an inky black with horns coming out of their heads. With their five clawed fingers, the creatures pulled themselves out of the holes and looked around with glowing golden eyes. "Monsters!" one of the men in the group shouted. The rest of the group had their own moment to scream and shout before they split up in multiple directions. Unfortunately for them, once the monsters had gotten their bearings, they gave chase right away. The group stood no chance at all as the monsters began their ruthless assault. While some were lucky to only have their necks sliced open, others were nowhere near as fortunate as the creatures pounced on them and tore them to shreds with their claws. 'Watch and behold, Issac. These demons are your minions. Take in the fear of these humans. Let their torment make you strong as your soldiers deliver the judgement that will change the world,' the voice said to Issac. Instead of watching the bloodshed, Issac turned away. "All of your sacrifices are for the greater good. Accept your death and let the woman I love return to this world," Issac said while he closed his eyes in an attempt to ignore the screams and cries for help. "Do you honestly think it is that simple? These powerless humans will not be enough for what you seek," the voice pointed out. "What do you mean? I did what you said and summoned the demons. I accepted darkness into my body. What more do I need to do?!" Issac questioned. "Patience, human. There is much we must do. For now, let us depart from this place. The demons shall take care of the witnesses. You will need to replenish your energy," the voice replied. Issac slowly began to move his free hand towards his head as the voice spoke. He moved his hand away when he let out a yawn. Issac shook his head a bit while he started walking away from the clock tower. He didn't bother to look back at the chaos being caused by the newly released demons as he walked away. 'All of this will be worth it in the end,' Issac convinced himself.
  16. The title of the thread might be a little awkward... Basically, anyone can post here, and I'm looking for suggestions of things to write. In a way it's kind of a one v. all forum game. More or less anything goes, but there might be some limits on what I'll do. Basically, post whatever you like prompt-wise, and if I like it or feel like it, and have the time, I'll do some writing inspired by the prompt you provide. Rules: Prompts can be as vague or as specific as you like, but bear in mind that if they're too vague, you might not get exactly what you had in mind, and if you're too specific it might take a while to make sure. I reserve the right to choose the format of the writing. I reserve the right to not do any prompts for any reason, though mostly anything 'rejected' would be because I'd have to write too long a short story... You can specify a format, though do bear in mind you might not get what you ask for. I'm after ideas, more than "please write me a short story where X character and Y character do A, B, and C.", or whatever. I'll like your prompt once I'm done writing whatever I end up writing... It's not necessary, but I would appreciate a react if you ask for a prompt, or at least if you like what I wrote you. That probably sounds a bit passive-aggressive; not my intention. Just a comment. Anyway, let's see how much interest this generates. If I get a fair bit, I may make a writing prompt club...
  17. I'm building a town for a story I want to turn into a game. I'll post a pic of the town in a Bit, but I've got a pretty quaint town that I need to fill with interesting background characters. The idea is that it's only going to have a week of in game routine that is going to flesh everyone out enough that how you spend that time will affect the outcome. I'm just asking y'all to help me a little bit in this. You don't have to if you don't want to
  18. ArdillaVerde93

    other creative writing Random Sad Thing

    The world is a scary place. For the longest time, I wondered why people would say that. I felt love and happiness, so I didn't understand how this world could be so scary, when I saw beauty in it. I still see beauty, but not as much light, or happiness. And I understand now why the world is scary. Not to mention why I didn't understand it before. Because I had you. I loved you, and that hasn't changed. I saw you were hurt, and I wanted to help. I promised you. I promised to always be by your side when you needed me. But I broke that promise, and I've never forgiven myself. You were hurting so much. It hurt me, too, but I'll never pretend to understand your sadness. But I truly kept you in my heart, and I still do. I always will. But I guess I shouldn't use that word. The word "always," that is. I turned that into a swear word when I wasn't there that day. I tried to make it up to you, by spending time with you. I stayed beside you for so long, hoping for forgiveness. Not from you, but from myself. And it never happened. I'd give anything to turn back time. To be by your side in your darkest hour. I know it can't happen. But I won't forget you. When you left, it felt like you took the sunlight with you. My entire world fell apart, and, even now, I walk around in this lonely world with a feeling I can describe best as a bitter chill. A chill that permeates my every cell. You were my warmth, whether you wanted to believe it or not, and I know you didn't. I gave up trying to count the number of times you told me I should find someone better. That I deserved better. That you weren't good enough. No. I saw the signs. But I didn't help. It would've been so simple for me to make you happy. I was selfish. I worried what others would think, and I left you alone, to fall deeper into depression. Into abuse. If anybody was undeserving, it was me. I know you wouldn't have wanted me to cry. But I can't do anything else. If I lived for 100 years, I could never apologise enough. But I'll start, anyway. I'm sorry. I told you that the monster of a girl who put you in the situation that made you need me in the first place was unworthy of you. May she rot in the bowels of Hell for what she did to you. But I think I hurt you even more than she did. You trusted me, and I ran away with that trust. I cry every day thinking of how easily I could've saved you. I see beauty, but I can't feel anything anymore. Except sadness. Deep, crushing sadness. And that chill. That damned chill! I'll never find anybody else. I don't wanna even try. On that day, when you left this world by your own hand,... When I lost you, I lost myself. I know we'll be together again someday. But someday is too long. I hate to use this word again, but I can't think of another way to say it. I love you, and I promise, whatever that's worth now, that you'll always be in my heart. Author's note~ Don't worry; I'm not suicidal. And I'm not mourning the loss of a loved one. I just wrote this from boredom. I don't wanna say it's an inside joke, because it isn't a joke. But it's something only SMFoxy and I will truly get. But the basic story is this. A girl falls in love with a boy who's married to an abusive woman. He ends up hospitalised, and the girl can't make it to the hospital to see him, like she promised to do when she promised to always be there for him. The boy recovers, but the abuse doesn't stop. The girl tries to offer comfort, but the damage has been done already, and the boy is mentally and emotionally scarred. A shell of his former self, thinking he doesn't deserve her love. Eventually, he commits suicide. All in all, I think this was an hour's work.
  19. Honestly, this isn't likely to be updated very often. And it's mostly going to be Haiku and Haiku-like poems. To kick us off, I have two (hopefully amusingly) contradictory Haiku to share, both of which were wrote today: "Itself Explained" - SMFoxy, March 2017 This line is perfect. This line is also correct. Haiku are easy. "A Few Too Many" - SMFoxy, March 2017 Haiku are difficult. Fuck; that's too many syllables. So is that. Oh, bollocks.
  20. No one knows or remembers the beginning, how it all started...the Eternal Conflict between Good and Evil. Many have tried to find out, none have succeeded. Whether it is ingrained in the universe and in ourselves, forced from the outside by blind circumstance or even a fiction we just happened to believe in a bit too much to pass the time...no one knows. No matter the universe, it seems to be the same. Two contrasting sides...each claiming to be right. Two sides...each claiming the other wrong. Two sides...is that all there is? Two sides? Could there be more? The sides don’t particularly care to find out how it all began. They seem to be more interested in winning...though it remains questionable whether winning is even possible. It’s called the Eternal Conflict for a reason, though that reason seems to escape the participants. It’s strange...this battle between Good and Evil. Throughout the multiverse, two sides fight. The exact participants may differ...and in more cases than one expects, the sides are reversed...but the fundamentals remain the same. Each side seeks control over what is and will fight tooth and nail over what they perceive is their right...even if the result of the conflict means nothing remains. What is the cause of this? What started it? Why do we have it? Is there another way? Do we have a choice other than Good and Evil? Is there even such a thing? Here is one version of a story told long ago...by a strange old storyteller that travels the worlds… There was once a race of beings of incredible power, power befitting what we would call ‘gods’. They could do things that no mortal race since has done since, incredible acts of creation and destruction were well within their grasp. To create and destroy much with as little effort as one’s mind to make a thought… These beings all drew power from one source, a single and seemingly infinite resource. This source was known as the Great Unconscious, a meta-realm not located in physical space. A contradictory source of energy which is simultaneously present and not present, if only due to definitions. This energy is produced by sapient beings, no matter if biological or not. A common saying about this phenomenon goes, ‘If you think, therefore you produce.” This mysterious energy produced by sapient beings is seemingly in infinite supply but that is not the case. While the resource is renewable and easily available and produced, it is not infinite. It only is produced and renewed as life continues being created and experienced. If there were no sapient life...then there would be none of this energy. This resource exist everywhere there is life and can be pulled from anywhere, as it doesn’t exist in physical space. If the extraction mechanism is strong, it should not matter if no life is nearby...as long as life is in reach. Yes, this resource is a large ‘pooled’ resource that exist everywhere and can be accessed in all universes if they can reach that far. Despite all that power, they were much like us mortals in that they were all flawed individuals that could not easily agree on much. Each one saw the world differently from the other and each believed they were right...and so the seeds of conflict started to sprout. Yes, even they saw things as right and wrong, correct and incorrect. Like mortals, they were unwilling to apply the full extent of their ideas onto themselves while saying they were in full accordance to them. However, like mortals, they were more than willing to see if their beliefs were correct by using ‘lesser beings’. They may have been all powerful, but power itself does not necessarily confer knowledge or anything other than a possibility...the possibility to destroy or change something. Like us, they argued passionately for what they believed in, even going so far as fighting among themselves...though they used their powers to force ‘lesser’ beings to do it for them. They used their powers to influence ‘lesser’ beings into believing what they did and put contrasting ones against each other, much like hypothesis testing except with more dead. Despite their vaunted ideas, they were less than willing to risk their own lives for it than to risk those that they didn’t feel were worth as much. Of course, there were notable exceptions to this rule. The one known as Hope fell from the heavens to join the mortals and to alleviate their suffering. She was under the impression that, despite the obvious ability gap, mortals and they were not so different. Perhaps by seeing things from a different perspective, she thought she could get a better answer than the others. However, she still thought that there was an always correct single answer to the questions she had. Naive as she was, her heart was pure as anything and her voice said to cause miracles. It is said she gave up eternity, to experience the many fleeting moments the mortals live. Why she gave up her eternity was not known by the immortals and was met by incomprehension. No ‘god’ knows what happened to her...her story lost in time. It is believed, by that know of such a story, that she still lives among the mortals. Though she gave up her eternity, she reincarnates endlessly. It is wondered what her many fleeting moments have taught her about mortals. Were they worth her sacrifice in the first place? Or is such a question nonsensical? Following her, though not in the same way, was Helheim the Ever-Ascending. Though they was interested in mortals, their agenda was nowhere near as clear as Hope’s. ‘To accelerate, exceed and advance beyond tomorrow’, was the last thing it is said that they announced before descending into the mortal world. Of course, oddly enough, no one noticed Helheim leaving...or even that some called Helheim even existed amongst them. Perhaps Helheim was not of this species but something much older...and much more scary. While in the region, they tended to stay away from the debates, more interested in observing the behaviour of mortals. When asked why they were interested in such little things, they mysteriously replied, ‘I could ask you the same thing about what you care about.’ Someone had hypothesised that there was a general pattern in the overall history of sapient existence and perhaps if they learnt that pattern, something could be done to solve their current problems. Or perhaps...they could even use this pattern to advance themselves! Helheim was the first to scoff at such an idea but did not care to explain why other than cryptically saying that, ‘That’s what they all say before events prove otherwise.’ The one now known as the Anguished One left them all, to places unknown and only their brother Logos stayed, with full hope until the end that an answer was in sight. The one known now as the Anguished One was the Lord of Possibilities, whose power was immense. They could travel through alternate universes with ease and seem to be able to manipulate the world to allow for things that could not otherwise happen in normal circumstances. Yet, something always seemed to bug them though they admitted that to no one. Around the time of the creation of the Adjudicator, they were very morose about things and left before it was completed. It is said that they could guess the future by seeing and travelling the infinite parallel universes. They were seemingly on very close terms with Hope before they left. Their departure seemed to hurt them very much. They soon came to realise that they could not keep fighting amongst themselves, lest they exterminate themselves in the process. After all, they relied on the ‘lesser beings’ for their survival. The mortals, despite their obvious inferiority to them, were the source of their powers. Well…through the power of their beliefs. They HAD to come up with a way to be able to live together, to come up with an authoritative way to settle their disputes. Of course, they wanted this to apply to mortals as well. For if they, the almighty, could not come up with such a way to come up with a solution, what hope did mortals have? What they came up with...was the Adjudicator, something that they could all put all their collective powers into making. The Adjudicator was to be given the authority and right to judge the mortals based on rightness and justice. It was to find the optimal way of life. Though this part was uncontroversial, trying to create the judgement criteria was. Until one day, Logos came up with the ‘brilliant’ idea of using their powers to make the Adjudicator more sapient. Rather than just a machine that did what they wanted, it could now think for itself. However, that proved to be their last act. So, the Adjudicator came into existence with the purpose to judge mortals and find out what was right. It could create worlds, where to test hypotheses of what evil was and what good was. It could create new life and destroy it just as quickly. It could draw power from the same source its creators could, the Great Unconscious. The Great Unconscious is said to be the place where every idea, thought, imagination and other varieties of mental exertion was contained as a form of endless energy. It does not exist in any one place or time, it exists in all of them. However, something went horribly wrong...or perhaps it was never right to begin with. One day, the Adjudicator went ‘rogue’ as it realised that what it was to do was an impossibility and that its existence was...in effect futile. Driven insane by the realisation, it took its anger out on the world and its creators. A war broke out between these god like beings and the creation they so loved...which almost cost everything. In the end, the Adjudicator was defeated but not without its creators being almost wiped out. Fearing it, they dismantled their precious creation and parted ways...never to contact each other again. However before they parted ways, they meted out a severe punishment on Logos, who they blamed for the near calamity. They believed it was all their fault that this went wrong, that they must have sabotaged the project intentionally. So, as a punishment, they totally and utterly destroyed them...or so they thought. No one knows the ultimate fate of this race...most think they all died out. However, remnants of this race still exist today in bizarre artifacts of almost miraculous power. One of them was the Monado, that which channels the hope of the sapient for a better future. Another was the Fruit of Transcendence, that which allowed mortals the ability to transcend their mortality. The Imagination Engine was another treasure of theirs, said to instantiate anything of the imagination into reality, no matter how bizarre BUT only if it’s impossible. The Threads of Fate was another invention, being able to set and manipulate probabilities. And that would have been the end of it...if it wasn’t for the fact that…Logos survived in part. They remembered very little of what they once were except for a few things. The main thing they remembered was that they were killed unjustly by their peers. They still believed that reality conformed an intelligible Order of things, it was just that the others got the specifics wrong. So, they plotted revenge. Taking their time, they fed on the beliefs of mortals in the innate Order of good and evil, the content of which the Adjudicator was supposed to find out. It was a powerful fuel for Logos as mortals everywhere believed in it, despite disagreements on exact contents. Seeing this, Logos decided that reality had to be changed. The messiness of reality that lead to their predicament was to be changed into an over-arching Order…one they headed. Soon, they became so powerful that they became a new Order in their own right. The Order of Good and Evil… And so started the beginnings of the Eternal Conflict, whose eternally fighting factions Logos gave form to. They were the ones that started it and maintain it. Essentially, the stories of the Light and Darkness that man held onto became the starting fuel for a vicious cycle that Logos controlled. With the power they drew from mortals’ belief in the Order, Logos got mortals to slowly kill off their peers by turning the believers in Logos’ own brethren to his either by force or conversion. Despite this, they did not want to be alone. In control, yes but not alone. However, Logos did not manage to kill all their brethren. Three still remain to this day. Yet, the question remains to be asked...was Logos really what started this whole thing or is it even older than that?
  21. Trials In Tainted Space: Extinction Prologue: The Beginning of the End The sky was dark with trillions of blue alien frigates, each one ready to fire its beam down upon the very planet, full of life that can’t escape their fate. A man was rammed through stonewall as a large, powerful battle was taking place. The proportions of the damaged area was unlimited, nothing but the ruins of a large structure stood in the destructions wake. There were five men, the man being one of them. He swiftly grabbed his Energy Chain Great sword and charged at another, while another being fought the other two. This battle would decide the fate of the universe, and the lives of those in it. The man’s armor was highly damaged, but he managed to keep the damaged gear on his body long enough for protection. His helmet had various cracks on it, it was not going to help at all in this situation. His opponent rushed, swinging the same type of blade upward, then would go for the downward slash if he missed. The man rolled back before pushing his feet off of a wall, in mid air for an aerial attack. The opponent was smart though, he leapt in the air, using some form of energy blast to help him get there. The opponent’s blade quickly formed into an axe as he flew passed the man, turning and smashing the man into the ground. The man got up, only to be caught off guard. His opponent came crashing down, swinging his axe as soon as he was in range for the attack. The man blocked the attack from above with his blade, not only destroying half of the blade, but also cracking his helmet in half from the exerted force. The opponent landing on the ground as he attacked then used his axe to cut half way into the man’s right arm. He then kicked the man to the side, sending him crashing through a ruined wall. The opponent walked to the man, picking him up by the throat, ready to give the final blow. As he sent the final blow, the man saw only white, feeling swift and immediate pain, but all faded into black. Chapter One: A new world, a new warrior type On the planet known as Mehn’ga, horny creatures lurk out day and night from all ways just to mate. Everyday seemed the same, until he arrived… The man stirred and groaned in tiredness as he began to awaken. He tried getting up, but only found himself stumbling into a tree, trying to shake off the feeling of death on his military body. He opened his eyes, quickly adapting to the night that surrounded the area from around. He could only see dark jungle, and the only light than was being emitted was the moonlight and the red lines from his new armor. He still had his helmet on, and his armor and equipment was repaired, as if nothing had happened, for the most part at least. The man looked around, his helmets HUD system scanning the area from around him, trying to see fit there was a way out of the dark jungle. He heard a noise from behind, but before he could turn to it, a large tail struck him in the back, sending him to the ground a few feet away from the attacker. He slowly got up, lazily looking as his opponent. The attacker had a fur upper body , but the rest of his lower half was a huge snake body. He didn’t know what this thing was, but apparently it spoke the deep words, “Another prey, how delicious.” The man didn’t know where his weapon was, but he got in a battle stance in a military like fashion. The creature only laughed, “Ha! Your outnumbered off-worlder,” He said as other creatures that looked exactly like the main attacker appeared out of the shadows, there were ten in total, surrounding the new stranger, “Now, we’re gonna make you our bitch!” They all attacked at once, but as they lunged, the man closed his eyes. When he shot them opened, time stopped. At indescribable speeds, he gave each of the creatures a quick blow to their different weak spots, as if they were paused. As time resumed, they all fell limp to the ground, nearly dead. The man looked down upon the main creature, lifting it up by its hair. He inspected it, seeing that it was male, he figured out that the others were as well. He threw the knocked out creature to the side, not caring anything less for it. He still needed to know where the hell he was. After two hours of walking, nothing but trees and various creatures were in sight. His HUD system read hazardous readings up ahead, but they were low, so they were not as dangerous as he would think. The man looked at himself, ‘My armor and gear are repaired, but I am missing my blade,’ He thought as a something stabbed him the in the back of the latex neck space silently. He felt the pain, but could only fall to his knees and to the ground, his fingers twitching every so often. His vision buried as a drug was pumped from the needle, putting him to a slow sleep. -Somewhere in the forest, not far from the man- A soldier of white awoke, his helmet and armor having scratches from the surrounding thorn plants. The grabbed out a laser knife and cut the plants off of his body, getting up with every plant that fell off. He was a Stormtrooper, but unlike his other comrades, he had the sense to train himself during free time. He wasn’t sure with how he got in this forest, perhaps one of the recon ships crashed somewhere and he fell off? But that would seem illogical; if he had fallen from the ship at that height he would have been dead. Grabbing his laser rifle, the troop could only see night as his HUD’ map began to pick up three red blips, meaning that there were enemies around. He readied his rifle, hearing shuffling in the nearby trees. Three snake like beings rose, surrounding the trooper, “Finally, a feast.” One of the creatures said gleefully. “Why don’t you run prey, just to make this fun?” The larger one said, prepping his claws for combat. “No,” The troop said raising his gun, keeping his wits sharp and his senses focused, “You are to stand down, or I am authorized to take lethal action.” The creatures laughed, “And who authorized that toy soldier?” “The Empire.” The trooper stated with confidence. The creatures could only smirk as they surrounded their prey, ready to strike at any moment, “We’re gonna make you our bitch!” The large one said as they all lunged at the soldier. The trooper fired a single shot, hitting one of the creatures dead in the chest, then shot another, shooting the other one in the arm causing him to slither back in pain. The large creature landed a hit on the trooper’s armor, creating a huge gash in the armor. The troop staggered back as the creature sprung up, hitting again, this time knocking the gun out of his hand and knocking him to the ground. The trooper struggled to get his gun, but was pulled by one leg as the creature began to get an erection, “Keep struggling! It’ll only make you ass nice and tender!” The trooper had remembered about his laser knife. He quickly pulled it out and activated it, its red blade cutting the very ground. He pulled In with his leg, but reached over quickly and stabbed the creature in the hand. The snake-like creature could only stagger back as well. The troop quickly got up, using his weight to lunge at the creature. Successfully he pierced through its chest, twisting and cutting at it. The creature screamed in agony as his chest was flared in red hotness, being cut open as blood splattered all on the troopers white armor. As they both fell to the ground, the trooper swiftly trapped the creatures left wrist with his foot, and the other with his knee raising the blade high above its head. He strikes, stabbing the creature’s head with one simple blow. It took a few minutes for the body to stop squirming, but after a few minutes of struggling to keep it contained, the body finally stopped moving. The troop let the body rest in its dead spot, where he had savored the victory. He stood up, grabbing his laser rifle where it had been knocked down. He checked his surroundings, and from what he saw on his HUD map there were no bogies in the area he was in. Just as he took a step further, he was struck in the back of the neck with a needle, his nervous system falling to a deep sleep as he fell to the ground. He could hear a female voice before his eyes shut, forcing him to deep slumber.
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