Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Travelers of Myths and Legends

By Twinleaf2623

Disclaimer: "Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Travelers of Myths and Legends" is a work of fan fiction. The author does not own Pokemon and/or Mystery Dungeon, as they are owned by Nintendo and Spike Chunsoft, respectively. The author, however, owns any original characters, story elements, places, names, and personalities of characters.

**Part One: The Meeting of Friends**

"Have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become." - Steve Jobs.

Chapter 1:損失 (Loss)

POV: Fennica (Fennekin)

Something is happening here on this planet. I don't know what and I don't know why, yet I know for a fact that there is something happening. And I'm the only one who knows this. Because I was there. I saw it all happen that night. On that night, I lost everything I cared about. On that night, my life nearly ended right before my eyes. On that night, I escaped death. On that night, I, Fennica Heatsworth, saw my own mother, Delia, a Delphox, get turned to stone by some kind of being. I never saw his lips move much, yet I could hear his voice. He calls himself Dethos, yet he wasn't a Ghost- or a Dark-type. I've heard of the legends surrounding him, but never believed them to be true. His body appeared to be covered in bloodstains, his wings shadowy as the soul-takers in Haunted Hallows, his mouth full of teeth sharper than a Mega-evolved Sharpedo, and his face much as terrifying as Hell and Damnation themselves.

It started one morning when Mama and I decided to go visit Grandpa at his grave near Remorse Plains, where the Tree of Life was. I wore my green scarf whenever we went out so I wouldn't be confused with all the other Fennekin. I was about eleven years old at the time, I couldn't go to the local school until I was at least thirteen, and Mama taught me how to use Scratch, Growl, Ember, and Psybeam by now. We were only there for a few moments, Mama paying her respects to Grandpa, me chasing a cute little Spinarak around until I felt the urging need to catch my breath before I could resume. When it was time to go, Mama and I started heading home where Pops, a Carracosta and my dad, was waiting.

Sure, it didn't seem like anything bad was going to happen to us, but it was when I left to go outside to fetch dinner... that he came. Dethos, the Unholy Sin Demonic-type Legendary Pokemon, gave me a huge jump-scare when he shrieked loudly. I screamed for Mama to come rescue me and prayed to Arceus and Mew above to give me mercy. Even when Dethos spoke, it was more than enough to frighten even the strongest, bravest, and most battle-worthy Pokemon in existence.

"mOrS uLtRa NoN vEnIeT aD vOs!" the Demonic-type shrilled in Latin. (roughly translating to "Death shall come unto you")

I couldn't attack him, because fire-type moves absorb demonics due to Hell's depiction of a flaming wasteland, psychic moves are weakened due to fears of the devil, and normal moves are weakened as well due to corruption. The only way to make a demonic-type Pokemon faint fatally was to be assisted by an Angelic-type move or Pokemon.

Unfortunately, nobody has ever seen an Angelic-type Pokemon, but know that only seven are known to exist so far: Livicus, the Forgiving Pokemon; Compelion, the Exorcist Pokemon; Saintuary, the Priest Pokemon; Samsimian, the Good Gorilla Pokemon; Shearbert, the Little Lamb Pokemon; Baalato, the Savior Sheep Pokemon and the evolved form of Shearbert: and Evadamoses, the Legendary Savior Pokemon. Out of the seven Angelic-types, only Shearbert and Compelion were common in the world of Pokemon, so I've been told.

I prayed quietly for some kind of protection, and soon enough it came, but not in the way I wanted it to happen. Dethos readied a move called Soul Sucker, a Demonic-type one-hit-KO move that had a high chance of hitting its target, compared to moves like Fissure and Guillotine. After the move hit its target, the user's HP is fully restored and attack and special attack stats are boosted, while the Pokemon unlucky enough to get caught within the crossfire is turned to stone and sent to a terrible place of which I believe I should not pronounce, for I fear the consequences could be disastrous.

I thought all my hope was lost. And that's when my mother showed up out of nowhere and shielded me from the attack as she, right before my eyes, was turned to stone. I was terrified.

"QuAm FeRoX." ("How bold.") I heard Dethos say, "Tu Es EnIm PoSt!" ("You are next!") When I realized that he actually was coming for me next, I began running. I was so scared that I didn't dare turn back, fearing that I myself would also be turned to stone as well. I kept running until my little Fennekin legs couldn't run much longer, even though I wanted to hide from Dethos as far as possible.

That was when he showed up behind me, emitting an ear-splitting screech that terrified me out of my wits. I tripped over a tree trunk, and soon realized that it belonged to a tree, a tree with leaves as colorful and beautiful as a rainbow and a trunk as big and vast as the size of a Wailord. One look at that tree and I knew that I was safe, for this tree was none other than the Tree of Life. The place where Mama and Pops watched me hatch; where I played with the very few friends that I had; where I came across my three green scarves.

Yes. I was perfectly safe. Perfectly safe, indeed.

Safe from harm.

Safe from death.

Safe from petrification.

Safe from Dethos.

But, of course, that would be determined by another dose of Soul Sucker, which came as if on cue. But, as I braced for confirmation that the Tree of Life could protect one from death, a blue wispy shield appeared right in front of me to the dark, shadowy ball of demonic acid from entering my soul. Soon, bright light surrounded me, just bright enough for me to shut my eyes to prevent blindness. As I did, tears began to form and flee from my pupils, as I felt a feeling of sorrow sear through. As I traveled through the path of light, I could only focus on searching for one thing:

The way to return my mother back to her former self. Nothing else mattered.

A/n: Hey, guys, Twinleaf2623 here! This was first of two chapters that will be published to introduce to you my PMD series, Pokémon Mystery Dungeon: Travelers, based on Pokémon Super Mystery Dungeon. The next chapter will be told from Connor's POV, which should come out tomorrow. After that, I won't be updating this until the official date: Mark your calendars, ladies and gentlemen! On September 18th, 2016, the dungeons are coming!

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