[A/N: Hai, thar. X3 Welcome to this story. I hope you enjoy! :3 Please feel free to point out any typos/mistakes.]
Dialog is marked with speech marks.
Thoughts are marked in italics.
The creature opened its eyes, but quickly shut them, and winced, shielding them from the light. He waited for his eyes to adjust to the light, then cautiously opened them again. He glanced to his side, and was piqued at what he saw. The area around him was filled with luscious greenery and brightly coloured flowers. Trees surrounded him on all sides, save for an opening to a body of water. He glanced upwards, and let out a gasp. The sky above was a brilliant clear blue, and there was not a cloud in sight. Hauling himself up, the creature wandered over to the water, and glanced down at his reflection. What he saw reflected in crystal clear water somewhat scared him. Staring back at him with crimson coloured eyes, was a draconic creature, with golden half rings spiralling down the back of its neck, and crowned upon its head. A thick black streak ran down the underside of its body, with horizontal crimson stripes to match its eyes. Sprouting out of its back were two black wings, with red claw-like-spikes, and its six legs were thick and clawed. "Is...This what I look like?" The creature asked itself in a low, velvety voice, looking down at his six legs. "Hello, Giratina." Another voice sounded behind him, and another reflection appeared in the water. Whirling around in surprise, the creature lost his footing and fell onto his side with a grunt. "Did I scare you…? I am sorry if I caused you any distress at all." Giratina huffed, "N-no. I'm fine." Getting to his feet, he took a good look at the creature in front of him. What he saw was a white equine creature, with a grey underside, chest, and face. Its four pointed feet were tipped with gold. It had striking emerald eyes, with ruby coloured pupils and a circular green pattern below its eyes. It had a streak of gold upon its head, along with upturned ears. It had a golden crossed wheel attached to its rounded abdomen with an emerald jewel embedded into each of the four corners of the wheel.
"Giratina…" The creature repeated
"Hm?"
"You said that earlier…"
"Ah, yes! That is your name." The equine creature replied, his voice softening.
"My name…?" The creature tilted his head. Hm. I supposed I should have guessed that much. "My name…is Giratina?"
"Yes. You are Giratina." The creature nodded. "And my name is Arceus." The creature paused, lifting a hoof. "I am your creator and master."
Hold on just a second? Did he just say master? I've barely known him five minutes and he's assuming command over me?
Giratina wanted to protest, but kept his mouth shut. This "Arceus" creature seemed powerful. He must be, if he had created him like he claimed. It would be a bad idea to argue, at the moment in time, at least.
"Where are we?"
"Ah." Arceus began, "We are in Lake Verity. In the Sinnoh Region." He responded proudly. "I created this place. I created the very planet we reside on now."
He created a planet?! Giratina was astonished, but hid his surprise.
"O-oh." He responded bluntly.
"Do you like it?
"It's very pleasant, actually." Giratina nodded. "…Did you create any other living beings, beside myself?"
"Ah, yes. I did. Their names are Dialga and Palkia, who I suppose you could say are your brethren. And Uxie, Azelf, and Mesprit. The beings of emotion." Arceus gazed at the sky, gauging the time.
"If Uxie, Azelf and Mesprit are the beings of emotion, what does that make Dialga, Palkia and I?" Giratina asked, piqued.
"My, aren't you inquisitive?!"
Well, excuse me. Am I suddenly supposed to know everything upon seconds of coming to life?
"You, Dialga and Palkia are the creation trio. Dialga controls time, Palkia controls space, and you control anti-matter."
What the heck. My two "brothers" control Time and Space, whilst I get stuck with antimatter!?
Arceus suddenly turned, rising up into the air. "Come. We are going to meet the others."
"…" Giratina said nothing, and gave his ebony wings a pathetic flap.
He expects me to fly with these tattered wings?
Giving an exasperated sigh, Arceus tossed Giratina a small, golden orb. "Hold that. It will allow you to switch to your Origin Forme."
"My what?"
Arceus sighed again, "Your Origin Forme, Giratina. That's the Griseous Orb."
Somewhat hesitantly, Giratina picked up the golden orb. [A/N: Uh, I don't know how Giratina picks it up. With his mind? He doesn't exactly have hands. Just roll with it, kay?"] As he did so, a black haze enveloped him, and he quickly shut his eyes, fearing what might happen. When he re-opened them, he felt strangely different. He looked down, only to realise that he was now floating, and his legs had been reduced to golden tipped spikes. "My legs!" He screeched, "What happened!?"
"You simply changed formes, Giratina." Arceus replied bluntly. "See for yourself." He continued, gesturing to the lake.
Giratina turned, looking down at his reflection once more. Along with the loss of his legs, there were four additional spikes along the edge of his tail. Instead of his usually dragon look, he seemed to resemble a serpent, with his wings replaced with six black streamers with red tips.
I don't understand how this is supposed to help me fly. My wings look ridiculous!
"Giratina, come."
Huffing, Giratina turned again, watching as his "creator" flew off. Unsteadily, he slowly rose into the air and left in pursuit of Arceus.
[A/N: I'm sorry, I feel like my descriptiveness went south. xD Is "Descriptiveness" even a word? I guess it is now. Anyhow, this shall be a multi-chapter story, even if it isn't that many chapters. I shall try to make each chapter 1,000 words, though if I'm under that target, I'm sorry. Dx Well, I do hope you enjoyed, please consider reviewing, though, you don't have to if you don't want to. xD]