A/N- Greetings earthlings! This is EyeofAmethyst07, ready to present his FIRST EVER STORY! (yay). If you haven't read my Bio, I highly suggest you do. I'm open to constructive criticism, but flames will not be accepted. Any and all flames will be tossed into my fire pit and used to make smore's.
The italic paragraphs are lyrics from the song Monster by Imagine Dragons. I thought the lyrics reflected nicely on the story and decided to include them.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Pokémon franchise, nor do I own the lyrics used. I do, however, own the story idea.
Now, then. Shall we begin?
Monster: Chapter 1
Hall of Origin; Now
Cresselia sighed to herself. Do these meetings have to drag on forever?
Cresselia had spent the last hour of the legendary meeting trying to find the eyes of any other legendary to sympathize with the extreme problems of boredom. Arceus had a tendency to… monologue during the meetings. Sure, Cresselia knew they were essential to keeping the balance of the universe stable. But that didn't mean that one couldn't get bored after hearing a long drawn-out presentation on molecular physics and their impact on today's society.
The Psychic-Type scanned the faces of the assembled legendaries, looking for someone-anyone-to complain to. Rayquaza? No, she was too busy trying to keep Kyogre from slapping Groudon upside the head. One of the Regi's? They were actually paying attention to Arceus' lecture, no surprise there. Cresselia's carmine eyes finally locked with another pair of eyes; or rather, only one.
A certain Dark-type's ice blue eye locked onto Cresselia's, and said Dark type's eyebrow raised in amusement. Cresselia scowled. Ok, she thought. Almost anyone.
"Cresselia!"
The Psychic's head immediately snapped to the head of the table, where a certain Normal type was glaring at her. "Glad to see your ears are still working." growled Arceus. "I was worried we'd have to do something about it." Cresselia felt something in her chest, like a mutation. What is that? she wondered. It feels so weird…
-Ever since I could remember, everything inside of me,
Just wanted to fit in-
"Sorry, my lady." Cresselia said. "I will dedicate more attention to your presentation." The Queen of Legendaries nodded. "Good. It's nice to see you're actually going to do something of worth for once." Any Legendary that wasn't paying attention was doing so now. Cresselia felt that strange feeling in her chest return, and it seemed to pulse like a second heart. "Come again?" she asked.
Arceus raised a white eyebrow. "What is your purpose here, Cresselia?"
"To cure Darkrai's nightmares."
"Exactly. How many of those have you cured recently?"
"Ten in the last two weeks."
Arceus shook her massive white head. "Just as I thought. You have yet to do anything of importance, Cresselia. Darkrai is fully aware of his powers, and he stays away from humans as a result." The odd feeling in her chest began to pulse stronger. "Your point, my lady?" asked Cresselia tightly. Arceus looked down on her creation. "My point, Cresselia, is that you are a worthless Legendary."
Absolute silence reigned over the table. Every legendary's head was now directed at Arceus, except for Darkrai's, who had his pointed at Cresselia. The Psychic type in question had her mouth agape, and the strange feeling's pulsing became even stronger.
A purple portal appeared next to the queen of Pokémon, and a massive grey dragon with wings of shadow emerged. He turned his golden-masked head towards Arceus. "I heard that insult all the way in the Distortion." said Giratina coldly. "That is going too far, my lady."
Arceus didn't even spare her counterpart a second's glance. "I decide what the boundaries are in this world, Giratina." she deadpanned. A shout came up from the back end of the table. "Why am I here, then?" Arceus rolled her emerald eyes. "Kyurem, your purpose is just as needless as Cresselia's. I would advise you to hold your tongue." Kyurem sat down slowly, and his two counterparts attempted to comfort him.
-I was never one for pretenders; everything I tried to be,
Just wouldn't settle in—
The odd feeling pulsed once more, and Cresselia completely snapped. "What have you done lately, huh?" she challenged. Arceus turned her head away from Giratina to glare at Cresselia. "Excuse me?" she growled. The queen's body began to glow, but Cresselia pushed forward regardless. Why am I saying these things? she thought. This isn't me…
"All you've ever done is boss us around and attack us when we don't listen." Cresselia continued. "While we've been busy doing the work that you created us for. What have you done in the last week? Or year? Or century?"
Arceus' emerald eyes darkened. "I will not stand for this insubordination." she said in an emotionless tone. "You, Cresselia, are hereby banished to your home, Full Moon Island, for the next decade." An uproar immediately sounded in the room, with every legendary from Shaymin to Giratina protesting against Arceus' rash decision. Arceus' body glowed brighter, and she stamped her paw on the white tile.
"SILENCE!"
And silence there was. Immediately.
Arceus took a deep breath. "I have sentenced Cresselia to banishment. The only legend who can vouch for her is her own counterpart. Every head swiveled towards the Pitch-Black Pokémon. "Darkrai." said Arceus formally. "Will you defend your counterpart?" Darkrai glanced at Cresselia, and in that moment of eye contact, the odd feeling in her chest dissipated. He's going to stand up for me, thought Cresselia hopefully.
Darkrai returned his gaze to Arceus. "I will not object to the punishment given to my counterpart." he deadpanned. Another uproar ensued, and the legendaries that sat next to Darkrai, namely the Lake Trio, gave him wilting looks that he returned in a bored fashion. Giratina was now getting in Arceus' face, and although you couldn't hear the words thrown between the two gods, you could tell the situation had intensified by ten-fold. The odd pulsing returned to Cresselia suddenly, now much stronger. Is this what Mespirit was warning me about? she thought. Am I dangerous?
Arceus silenced the hall with another stomp. "Cresselia's counterpart has spoken, and the punishment will be carried out accordingly." she said formally. "Cresselia is sentenced to ten years of banishment to Full Moon Island. Any legendary who visits her will have the same fate thrust upon them." Cresselia turned to glare at Darkrai, ready to cuss him out, but she stopped when she saw his expression. The Pitch-Black Pokémon almost looked wistful, like he believed he was doing the right thing, but it still hurt him. What is it with that guy? she thought. Why can't I ever get a good read on him?
Cresselia's thoughts were interrupted by Arceus, whose body began to grow intensely. "Farewell, Cresselia." she deadpanned, like she'd said it hundreds of times. "May you be well enough to return in ten years." With those lifeless words, Cresselia was enveloped in white light, and she lost consciousness.
\-/-\-/
Castelia City; Now
The man at the Casteliacone stand was getting annoyed. He absolutely hated his job of serving customers who insisted on making a line that never grew more than five people long. He hated how they walked up and demanded that he serve them ice cream, like it was his obligation to do so. Of course, he never wanted this job in the first place. He was sentenced to this mundane life of service after his—
The man shook his head. That brat is the last thing I want to think of now, he thought. He snapped out of his thoughts when the next customer reached the counter. He couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the customer's strange apparel. This particular individual's blue hair was spiked up wildly, and his pant legs looked like accordions. The plain grey vest he was wearing had an oddly shaped 'G' on it. The man grumbled to the customer, "Welcome. What do you want?"
The customer smirked. "I want the same thing you want, Ghetsis." he said joyfully. The man behind the counter nearly chocked on his breath. "What?" he asked. The customer smiled. "I would like some world domination, along with some legendary Pokémon on the side. Can you manage that?" The cart man huffed. "You must have the wrong cart." he said stiffly. "We serve Ice cream here." The strangely dressed customer chuckled. "Not in the slightest." he said. "I wouldn't be so dismissive of yourself. Anyone who's managed to control Unova's three legendaries deserves another chance, in my opinion." The cart man froze. How does this man of know me and my achievements? he thought. He's not with the police, but he looks so familiar…
"I like the sound of your order, sir." said Ghetsis with much more formality. "Could you perhaps describe it in greater detail?" The customer smirked again. "I knew you'd be interested. I am trying to group together the most ruthless, most powerful individuals in the known world together to accomplish our one goal: domination." Ghetsis smiled. "That sounds agreeable." he said. "I'm in." The customer smiled. "Follow me, if you please. Don't worry about your post, that's taken care of."
Ghetsis followed the strange man to a black SUV that was parked at the end of the street, right next to the Pokémon Center. As the man climbed into the back seat, Ghetsis stopped. "Wait." he said. "I need to know who you are before we get too ahead of ourselves."
The man in the car smiled. "Of course. My name is Cyrus, and I look forward to working with you, Ghetsis."
E/N: There we go! Chapter one is finished, and I'm already working on Chapter 2. Hope you enjoyed this preview, as this is only a small taste of what I can do.
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