2084: The Tale of the Great Guardian
Disclaimer: I do not own the franchises mentioned within this work of fiction. I do however claim ownership of the characters of Nova and Star. Also, I do not own the lines to the Internationale or Apple Computer's 1984 commercial. I also do not own 1984 by George Orwell. Also, I do not own The Hunt for Red October.
Note 1: All author's notes will be specifically marked in the work by the symbol '¶' within parentheses. (¶: This would be the way an author's note would be written.) Telepathic communications are indicated by italicized text in quotation marks. Regular speech is indicated by quotation marks. Private thoughts will be written as dialogue in italics but without quotation marks. So in summary:
(¶: Author's note.)
"Telepathy."
"Speech."
Private thoughts.
Note 2: Since I'm Canadian, I write in Canadian English. Therefore words like 'colour/color' are spelt 'colour' not 'color.' Also, I might throw in some obscure Canadian humour.
Prologue:
As Lugia looked out across the peaceful waters at the flotilla of ships coming his way he knew that all was lost, for now. In time they'll find me but not today, not now, Lugia thought. He dove into the water, nearly colliding with a large submarine. He looked at the conning tower saw that it was more toward the back of the submarine and realized that this submarine was his, quote unquote "ally" though that meant nothing in this fickle world.
As Lugia swam away from the submarine he heard the high pitched whine of a torpedo's propellers, and he mentally scanned the submarine on both sides from the submarine that was protecting him he heard a shout of 'Torpedo in the water! Torpedo in the water and tracking! Torpedo locked on target!' and Lugia dove deeply to avoid the explosion.
Then he noticed it; a small submarine jet black and only big enough to hold two or three humans silently observing the battle. Lugia scanned the sub and found only one person aboard. He shivered as he realized that it was him the collector that had tried to capture him and the three legendary birds many years ago. "What are you doing here?" Lugia asked him. Lugia smiled slightly as the collector was startled by his voice; Lugia read his mind for a response and got "I am just observing."
"Very likely," Lugia answered.
"It is true. Well almost true. Okay, it's not true I just wanted to get a glimpse of you!" the collector responded.
"Ah. You know I don't your name?" Lugia said nonchalantly as he dove deeper as the large submarine exploded.
"My name is Lawrence III. And what would you prefer me to call you?"
"My birth name is unpronounceable by humans; but according to my species customs I must only use the name Lugia, until I pass the duty of guardianship to my son. So therefore call me Lugia."
(¶: You might wonder about that. Let me explain, this presupposes that are multiple Lugia (that's the plural form BTW, see Interlude I), and that Lugia has not always held the position and title of Great Guardian of the Oceans; more on that later.)
"Ah, alright some advice for you… you might want to stay clear of here for a while. These people will continue to fight for quite a while, until they realize you are not here."
"Thank you for the advice, I was leaving any way but I found you. Live long and prosper. We shall meet again."
"Peace and long life. Good bye, Lugia."
Lugia then swam away from the conflagration above. He swam to the place he had been born, and the place of so many bad memories.
(¶: Well this is the end of the preface. Pretty soon I'll post the first chapter. Please review and if you want you can drop me story ideas. I'll R&R your fanfics as well.
Current story ideas I have are:
Lugia and Shadow Lugia are brothers
Lugia has a wife/mate and at least two children
Ash is NOT the true chosen one)