Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon or any of the characters

My friend always asked if I'm afraid of burnout and I wonder the same thing XD I've been excited to write this for a while now. I originally had this be 'Angel of my Heart' but I didn't want to step on any religious toes without knowing so created my own mythology.

What I realized with The Muses: Don't try to put so many shippings! Since trying to keep them balanced was hard T^T So I'm only focusing on my main four shipping: Specialshipping, Mangaquestshipping, SoulSilvershipping, and OldRivalshipping. What I realized is that this is my first fic with SoulSilvershipping with the focus

Gold floated down the line of cells until it reached the one that held his best friend. Not even Gold could bring a smile to his face to try to lift the man's spirit. It killed him to see his best friend behind the bars, tattered and in pain that no physical harm could bring them. Chains weighed down on Silver but Gold knew that it was his grief that kept him still.

"I wanted to see you before the trial." Gold spoke, his voice shaky as he did so. Silver didn't even look up but Gold refused to believe his friend was gone and this was the shell that was left. "I'm on your side and I don't care if I was the one chosen to execute you. I'm going to do everything I can to get you out if here! You don't deserve those chains and Ly-"

"I killed her!" Silver snapped. Gold bit his tongue, not knowing what to say to console his friend. Unfortunately the guard didn't think twice about his words when he spoke.

"She was meant to be dead. That is her fate and you as a Keeper should know that. You broke a law and she paid for it. What are we to do? You were meant to fall just like your sister!"

Gold's fist connected with the angel's jaw and he fell back against the wall. He didn't give the man a second thought before turning back to his best friend. "Don't listen to him Silver. He doesn't know what you two had."

"I promised her three more months," Silver whispered more to himself than anyone else. He had been doing so since he was brought to this prison. "She didn't make it to one..."

One month earlier…

"I can't wait until you're home!" Lyra spoke to her sister over the phone. She waited for the light to change before crossing the street, listening to her sister telling her about the artifacts she had collected on her trip. Her sister had been traveling for the last few months and she was glad to have her sister home again. Even though they tried to speak with each other every night, she missed her sister.

"My plane should arrive tomorrow." Crystal told her sister as the light changed and Lyra crossed the street. "How is your next book coming?"

"It's staying stubborn as always," Lyra laughed. "But at least this gives time to concentrate on my articles. I'm having trouble with some of the side characters' motivation but I'm sure that I'll figure it out! Maybe I should just scrap that idea and start something new."

"I might have something to help you ironically." Crystal told her sister palming the mysterious book that had bought. "It's called The Gatekeepers of Heaven's Gate. Let me read you a passage: It's said that no one truly dies; they are merely breathed back into the earth. Every wondering soul will be gathered by the angels. After a war, the Elders found a need to train five Keepers to be forever loyal, gifting each with their own power."

"I never heard that before," Lyra tapped her chin. "Where did you get the book?"

"From a stand during my trip to France," Crystal answered. "A man all but thrust it into my purse, saying that I would need this book. I love traveling but those vendors are truly something else. At least it didn't cost me much so I took it so he would stop pestering me."

"At least you're going to be home soon," Lyra said cheerfully and didn't notice someone coming behind her. "I can't wait 'til you come home and show me everything you bought on your journey! Is there anything more in the book?"

"It goes on to explain the five Keepers. There's the Warrior Keeper, the Time Keeper, the Fallen Keeper, the Guardian Keeper and the Dark Keeper." Crystal paused for a moment and Lyra could hear her sister speak to another person over the phone before she addressed her again. "Sorry Lyra, my flight's going to leave soon so I'll talk to you tomorrow. Love you."

"I love you too," Lyra placed her phone into her purse before continuing back to the home she shared with her sister. It was late at night so she was eager to return home quickly. She shifted from foot to foot as she waited for another light to change even though the street was mostly deserted. A young man caught her attention when he ran towards her.

"Excuse me, may I ask you for your signature for my petition to stop animal abuse at the pound?" He asked her, and she immediately nodded to the younger man.

"I love animals. I didn't know that they were doing such things," In the back of her mind, she thought to investigate on the pound to confirm what the boy said was true to write an article on the subject. Lyra brows furrowed when the pen wouldn't work for her. "I'm sorry but it seems that this pen is out of ink."

"I'm sorry, I'll get you another on." He took back the pen back and reached into his jacket for another. She was taken back when he pulled a gun on her and said a lower voice. "Come with me or you will die right here. Turn right and begin walking to my car."

Lyra tilted her head to the right and saw that it was mostly deserted. Trying not to draw the suspicion of the man she looked behind her, and saw that on the other side of the alley was much more crowded, therefore safer for her. Clutching her bag in her hand, she swung it at the man, catching him off guard. She didn't wait to see if she stunned him before turning to run.

"Bitch, get back here!" She heard him scream and she remembered his gun so tried not to run in a straight line. She heart was caught between fear and hope because the sound of his chasing footsteps was as loud as the sound of the crowd some distance from her. She let out a cry of pain when she felt the butt of his gun hit her, making her fall against the wall.

He stood before her and she begged any form of deity to save her. She didn't want to die the night before her sister would return home. She desperately tried to think of a way to outwit the man but the shot already rang out and she instinctively raised her hand in defense.

"Time is," She felt her body tighten and looked up to see a man with glowing green eyes step out from the wall behind the man, his hand raised. What shocked her though was that the bullet and her attacker were frozen in place as well. He closed his hand and let out a horrified gasp when the bullet returned in its path, killing her attacker while the man merely whispered, "Time was."

She looked back from the man to her attacker, horrified at what she saw. He then turned his attention to her and she wondered if he would help her. His cold jade eyes pierced her and no matter how she wished, she couldn't control her body to run. He looked over to the wall behind him and nodded. "Deal with her Silver."

A man stepped out from wall as the other man did and she tried once again to run but couldn't. She turned to the jade eyed man as he knelt next to her attacker and punched a hole in his chest, pulling out his hand holding a green light though there was no blood. Would they do the same to her?

She looked back to the man that had just appeared that looked some years younger than the first. He looked impossible strong and imposing with his strong shoulder and height such that he would engulf her with his strength. His auburn hair was longer than most would have it, falling to his shoulder but what made her stop was his grey eyes cold steel.

"What are you?" she asked, trying to buy herself some time to think of a way to escape. She refused to die before she could say goodbye to her sister properly. He didn't answer her question, merely took off his black gloves and she felt herself growing weaker.

"You died when his bullet hit you and he died when he ran into the traffic to escape the police that woman called." He nodded to the end of the alley where a woman stood frozen. It was at that moment that Lyra realized that everything around had stopped.

"Time will be," The green eyed man waved his hand again and her attacker began to move as Green had described. No one seemed to notice them as he went on, "This is your fate: death. You have too much tying you to this world so we must force your soul through the gates."

"No! I can't die!" Lyra argued and the man sighed.

"Why do they always fight us?" The other man rubbed his temple. "To think that humans had centuries to accept their mortality yet they still fear it. Just take her soul Silver and be done with it."

Lyra bit her lips, knowing that they were both resigned to seeing her dead. A part of her wished that it was some dazed dream, cliché as that would be, but the pain and fear was all too real. She found herself begging when she thought of her sister. "One more day, please! I want to say goodbye properly to my sister. I know she's going to be devastated when she comes home tomorrow to find me dead. Just one more day and I promise not to fight you as long as you just give me a day with my sister!"

"Your sister?" The man hesitated and when he placed his glove on his hand again, she felt the pain disappear. She could see the conflicting emotion in his steel eyes and prayed to God that he would give her that one day.

"We cannot risk one soul to wonder this earth or it will tilt the balance of the two worlds." The other man spoke sternly. He knew with Silver past he would very well grant the woman her wish, which he could not allow. "We will not grant your wish! I shall take your soul myself."

When the man reached for Lyra, the steel eyes man took his wrist. She gasped at the dark power suddenly erupting from him as his eyes glowed silver, the image of dark wings flattering behind him. He turned his dark look to Lyra. "I will take you to the others and we will discuss what we will do to you."

Green ignored the shot that almost took off his ear and instead looked up the barrel of the gun to the ocean deep eyes of Blue. She pulled the trigger again but he didn't react to it. She chewed at her bottom lip in anger. "I told you never to come near me again!"

Green stood at the bottom of her steps but didn't say a word, knowing that whatever he said would only anger her further. He had not spoken to her since the day of the trails despite how much he wished to. He had betrayed her trust that day and knew she would never forgive him. He made a vow as a servant though and he wouldn't go against them no matter how much he loved her.

He looked up at the woman that haunted his heart for decades now. Her eyes were still the mysterious sea that drew him in the first time he met her at the trails and he wished that he could drown in them once again. Her hair was longer now, falling to her waist like a chocolate sea that beckoned him to run his hand through their soft strands though he knew that her eyes weren't as welcoming to him as they once were.

It took a moment for Blue to realize that her brother stood some distance from Green. What made her wonder was the other presence she sensed behind him. Her demeanour immediately changed at the sight of her brother and she hugged him. "Silver! I'm so glad you're home. How was your training?"

Lyra watched the woman chatter to the man and she watched his face turned stern to soft. The woman asked about her and Silver explained the situation to her, causing her brows to furrow. She looked down the street before urging them all into the small house. Lyra was still confused and hesitant about entering the home off strange character and clutched to the beam of the porch.

Blue sighed at her and reluctantly called out for a man named Gold to come. She looked up to see a man leaning against the door frame, staring down at her. His eyes glowed gold as he gestured into the house. "Come love, we won't hurt you."

She felt her body moving despite herself and she followed the man into the house. The inside of the house was rather homey and there was another man already sitting on a couch in the living room. The amber eyes man gestured for her to sit and hated that her body did so.

"It seems like we have a guest." Red observed and got to his feet. "I'll make us some tea."

"Release her," Silver commanded to the other in a low and she felt the pressure around her lesson until she was able to move her legs once again. Silver sat next to her and gave his sister a pleading look, still conflicted over his actions. "She asked for a day with her sister."

"I don't see why we must allow her that," Green rolled his eyes. "Gold, compel her to give us her soul."

"It would be easier for the angels if she dies happy," Blue knew that Silver still had some humanity in him unlike the rest since he was still in training. The mention of a sister was enough to move his heart and Blue couldn't blame her brother. "I say we give her a day."

"What a hassle, we all know that if we give her a day she would only ask for another the next and so on and on it will go. You cannot escape death and it will become more painful if we try to help her." Gold spoke from experience. He rubbed his temple and looked into the kitchen to call to Red. "It seems that you're the deciding vote."

"May I ask what this is?" Lyra finally asked as she turned from the pictures she had been studying on the table next to the couch. Her shaking hands traced the image of each of them in different time periods. Her instincts told her to run from the craze situation but she also knew that they would be able to catch her easily. Her only choice was to make a deal with the craze people.

Silver sighed and explained. "Our duty is to keep the world balance by protecting the flow of the life cycle. Everyone dies when they must and their soul returns to the earth. You were meant to die today but we have the power to give you an extra day to spend time with your sister."

"How?" Lyra breathed out her question. "What are you?"

Silver looked away as he answered, "I am the Dark Keeper."

Lyra froze at the name as the memory of Crystal's words came back to her. From Crystal's description they were merely the grim reaper. As much as she wished she wasn't in this situation, she had little choice but to make a deal with the devil, so to say. Everyone was silent as she turned back to the pictures with so many more questions.

"You already know about us? At least that leaves us with much less explaining to do. Now Red it is time for your vote." Blue called to the man and he told them to wait while he thought over the issue. Lyra looked back to the photos and noticed that in a group photo there was a small blonde woman. Lyra asked about the woman, she heard a crash in the kitchen followed by the thickening silence around her.

"Just give her the day and be done with it!" The door slammed and everyone made a collective sigh knowing that Red had most likely left. Blue rubbed her temple and closed the curtains to keep out the angel's searching eyes. She looked back to Lyra and sat in front of her brother.

"Are you sure you want to give her a day?" She asked the woman and Silver hesitate. He knew that there was great risk in allowing her to live.

"I just want to say goodbye to my sister!" Lyra spoke up. "Please, I don't want her to come home to such horrid news such that only moments after she turned off her phone that her sister had died. Do you know how grief stricken she would feel if that was the case? After we had a proper goodbye, I'll go with you willingly."

"You can't tell her about us!" Green said quickly. They were already in so much trouble with keeping her alive this long and didn't want to dig their own grave deeper than it already is. "Why are we even bothering with this?"

"Because some of us still have a heart," Blue threw him a glare before turning back to Lyra. She took off her white gloves and held a hand over Lyra. The house seemed to shake around them and Lyra began to panic but none of the others seemed to react. Blue's eyes began to glow and Lyra could see crystal wings form behind her.

Blue began to shake visible and rushed to pull her glove back on even as Green instinctively moved to her side. She pushed his hands away when he would've steadied her and stood straighter. "Three months, we will give you three months. Silver shall watch over you during that time to make sure that none of the other angels will take your souls."

"Oh thank you!" Lyra was still confused over the situation but wouldn't give up three more months with her sister.

"I know that this might be a hindrance to you but Silver will have to watch over you from now on. It was his decision to help you so it's his responsibility to keep you safe now." Blue went on and urged them to leave so she could speak with Green on some matters. She waited for the two to leave before turning to the man as much as she hated him.

"Why three months?" Gold tilted his head at her knowing that Blue had used her power of foresight.

"Because that is when her sister will die," Blue spoke in a soft voice. "They will be together in the end."

"Thank you," Lyra said once again but Silver didn't answer her. They were walking home and she wished that it wouldn't so awkward being with the man that saved her. She laced her fingers together as she tilted her head up at the man. "It's not that I'm ungrateful but I have to ask you why you saved me."

"I wouldn't call it saving since you will die in the end." Silver shrugged. "I didn't get to say goodbye to my sister either. This is the first time I've been able to speak to her in decades. There's a strict rule that none of us are allowed to make an emotional connection to anyone, human or otherwise. They tried to keep us separate to weaken our bound."

"You must've been awfully lonely." She noted and he laughed bitterly.

"Don't try to humanize any of us. We're worse than demons and even more destructive. Our loyalty is to the Elders and we know our place," Silver stated. "I don't see why my sister chose me to watch over you since Gold or Red would be a much better choice."

When she gave him a questioning gaze, he answered. "I'm still in training and can't control my powers fully. That is the reason why I wear these gloves to suppress my powers. It's even more dangerous that I only hold half of my powers."

"What is your power?" Lyra asked as she opened the door to her home that her sister had transformed into an antic shop. He followed her inside and she turned on the light before gesturing him towards the stairs. He did so and found himself in a small kitchen. Lyra set a kettle on the stove, feeling awkward in the situation but wanted to play the host for him.

"Life manipulation but I only hold its destructive half." He explained. "No one knows where the other half of my powers was sealed when the previous Keeper died, not even the Elders. No matter how much I train, it's impossible for me to control my powers."

"The previous Keeper? Was that the woman I saw in the photo?"

"You ask a lot of questions," He noted and she flushed, saying that it was a habit of hers since she was a reporter. "But yes she was the Dark Keeper before me. The Elders worried about her since she didn't agree with killing and they also knew about their love."

"The man you called Red." Lyra remembered the man's reaction when she asked about the woman.

Silver smiled bitterly. "The Elders are a cruel group of people when demanding our loyalty. Since they knew that only another Keeper can kill a Keeper, they chose Red to lead the trials. He was the one that killed her."

"That's horrid!" Lyra gapped at him as she set a cup of tea in front of him but he shrugged as if what he described was nothing more than an every day's occurrence. She felt her heart go out to the man, wondering what happened to him or any of the other Keepers though the entire situation still seem crazed to her at best. How will she even explain to her sister his presence?

He studied her as she drank her tea and wondered why her plea had reached his heart while others didn't. There didn't seem to be anything that set her apart but her constant chattering. She was rather small, only reaching his shoulder and her soft brown hair matched that of her eyes. What was it about her?

"Well I can't wait to see my sister again tomorrow. If you want I can set up the guestroom for you." She changed the subject but he still didn't give a reaction to her words. She looked back to the table but found he was staring out the window and wondered about her.

"I'll make due on the couch," He told her. "Don't bother with me. You already know that I cannot make an emotional connection and you will be gone in three months."

"I'm so glad you're home," Lyra said for the tenth time since they had returned home from the airport. She wondered at the tears in her sister's eyes and how she clung to her. She noticed that her sister would look behind them several times but she couldn't see anyone behind them. She had seemed so happy over the phone yesterday and her sister would usually tell her everything on her mind.

"Is there something wrong Lyra?" Crystal walked into the shop. "You know you can tell me anything."

"Well…" Lyra played with her fingers again. "There's someone staying with us at the moment but I assure you that he's not dangerous. But I really want to ask you what you would want to do over the next three months that would make you happiest! I've missed you so much while you were gone."

"You're talking as if we're never going to see each other again soon," Crystal laughed but stopped when her sister forced a smile on her downcast face. Crystal nudged her, "Don't worry-"

Crystal stopped when they reached the antic shop and there was a man standing on the porch, looking down at him. He was built like a boxer and strength emitted from him. His hair was mussed from the wind and she thought that she saw his tawny eyes glow for a moment. He had a lopsided grin on his face as he said. "Be careful, I wouldn't trust those wooden steps."

"I've lived here for years, they're sturdy I assure you. You've made your way up these steps, did you not?" Crystal turned her nose up at him but when she took on a step, her feet fell through. Lyra was quick to help her sister though she wondered why the Keeper was present. She looked back to the wood that was now aged past maturity.

"I saw the state of your porch and thought I could do some work for you. My name's Gold," he jumped down from his place on the porch and held out a card to her. "I fix things for a living but find myself between jobs. I'll do the job for free if you give me a place to stay."

Crystal didn't know how much of his words to trust so asked. "Do you have any references or credentials? I can hardly let a man I've only met live in my home."

"What colours are my eyes?" Once again, she thought she saw his eyes glow gold as he tilted her face towards his. He was much too close that her heart stopped for a moment before she stepped back which shocked him. He didn't know why his powers were failing him so he turned to Lyra. "Tell her I'm a good guy, Lyra. Your sister and I are rather close so you have no reason to distrust me."

Crystal looked from Lyra, who hesitated nodded, to the now decaying porch. She trusted her sisters but didn't know if she could trust this new man. She had some money but not enough to repair the porch so reluctantly agreed. "I have a spare room but I expect you to work."

"Whatever you wish but let me help you with that," He held out his hand to her when she hesitantly tried to climb the stairs once again. She was shocked when he easily lifted her to the third step and then did the same for her sister. She urged her sister inside, intent on asking her where she knew the man.

Gold watched the pair leave before turning back to Silver who let the barrier around him drop. "Why are you here?"

"Green was called for an audience with the Elders." Gold was more serious than Silver had ever seen him. "On his way there, he was attacked by a man with powers similar to yours but we all know that you will never betray us. So Green said that we should stay close to each other."

Red opened his hand and watched the fire dance in his palm as he walked down the hospital. No one noticed him since he kept a barrier around him. He hated the smell of the hospital but there was nothing he could do since he was a Keeper. The souls of the departed drifted towards his flame.

He looked out the window and saw a balloon drift towards the sky followed by a little boy's cry. He manipulated the wind to ease the balloon back to the boy before continuing on his way. He closed his eyes and could still hear her laughter, gentle as bells. She had always been on the back of his mind no matter how much he tried to move past her death as the Elders had instructed.

He stopped when he realized that the laughter was much more than his imagination and looked up to see a cloaked woman with golden hair run past him, phasing through people as if she were a ghost. He was quick to race after her, hoping against logic that it was her. It couldn't be! He had held her in his arms as she bleed out that day.

"Yellow please!" He turned the corner but she was gone and he slammed his hand on the wall, hating his heart for playing such a cruel trick on him. He didn't realize that a butterfly landed on his shoulder.

First chapter and half is exposition XD

For those who are wondering who everyone is:

Red- The Warrior Keeper (elemental)
Green- The Time Keeper (time manipulation)
Blue- The Fallen Keeper (Precognition)
Gold- The Guardian Keeper (mind control)
Silver- The Dark Keeper (life manipulation)