Hey guys this is the story I've been dying to share with you. My last one was mostly for practice, and I learned a lot from my mistakes. I really hope you like this one. (Don't worry it actually has a solid plot this time) It will not be as regularly updated because I want it to be perfect. I really want to thank everyone who showed support on my last project. I love when you guys tell me what needs fixed or what you liked, so don't forget to review even if you're not on fanfiction. Sorry for so much babbling. –Pogokitten :3
(Oh by the way, I'm sure you know this but when something that's not dialogue is like this, Oh no! It's the character's thoughts. Also all the capitalized words aren't errors.)
Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Darkening Shadows
Prologue
Dark rain clouds covered the starry sky like a blanket. Rain fell by the bucket full. The suburban neighborhood was quiet at this hour, not even the pokemon wanted to be out in the miserable weather. A young girl stood by the water slicked road, waiting for the crosswalk light. She was very late going home, and had not known it was going to rain. Her short copper hair and high school uniform had long been drenched, along with the text book she was carrying. She was petite in every aspect, and yellowing bruises covered her small frame. The most startling thing about her though, was her left eye. It was milky white, and though it moved it saw only darkness. A jagged scar ran diagonally across it.
The WALK light blinked on, and the girl began hurrying across the deserted street. The sound of her tennis shoes on the asphalt was lost in the pitter patter of rain. Half way across the road, the heavy textbook slipped from her arms and landed with a dull splash. Sighing she bent down to pick it up. Two pin pricks of light appeared on the far horizon. The pouring rain masked the roar of the truck's approach, its head lights unseen on the girl's blind side.
The car swerved wildly down the street at a break neck pace. Only when she stood up holding her math book did the girl see the truck. To her the world seemed to stop. There was no escape. That was certain. She would never be able to move fast enough to get away. She could not save herself, but she could still save her only companion. She pulled the pokeball from her pocket and tossed it as hard as she could across the road. It landed safely in the bushes on the other side. She smiled sadly and hoped that someone would find her pokemon, and love it as much as she had. Then the Earth started spinning again.
She expected to feel something, fear, regret, peace, joy, sadness. But nothing stirred within her. Just the same numbness that had held her heart for years. She had never sought for an early death, but it was an option that had always been in the back of her mind. Now though, fate had come for her. Her world turned to pain as the truck smashed into the young girl. Bones snapped right through the skin, and blood splattered the unforgiving ground. Her mangled body was thrown back several yards. The car skidded to a stop, and a rosy cheeked man stumbled from the vehicle.
"Oh-Oh shit…" he mumbled. The girl's body was broken and limp. He could hardly look at the teenager. Her neck bent at an odd angle, bones broken, and blood soaked. The man panicked and shakily climbed back into his truck. The drunk floored the gas pedal and speed off into the night, leaving the girl to die alone in the middle of the street.
She knew that this was the end. She could feel the warm blood pooling underneath her body, only for the rain to wash it away. Her vision began to fade. As her eyes closed the clouds parted just enough to reveal one star. I'm sorry Eric. I can't keep our promise.
The earth fell away from under her. The pain faded and was replaced by an aching chill. Everything was dark. The girl could feel her identity slipping into the abyss. It was trying to take all that she was into the depths. The shadows clung to her, and began to drag her down towards nothingness. There was no use in fighting it. It might even be nice not to feel anymore. Just before she gave into it, a small warm hand grasped her soul, and brought her mind back.
The warmth chased away the darkness, as the tiny hands pulled her into an embrace. They felt familiar yet strange, like an old stuffed animal you had lost years ago then found when you were older. Warm air brushed her ear.
"Linger there a little longer. They need your help."
A storm raged over head. Lightning jumped from one cloud to the next, and wind flattened the tall grass growing on a hill. Oddly though, not a single drop of rain fell. A lone pokemon stood atop the slope. The young Pikachu's yellow ears were flattened against her head in the whirlwind. She stared at the darkening clouds, watching the electricity intently. From that vantage point the land was spread out before her, and she could see where each lightning bolt struck the earth. She gazed at the sky as if waiting for something.
A Raichu climbed the hill and stood next to her. The Pikachu acknowledged his presence with a nod. He observed the sky for a few moments before speaking,
"I see you have been consulting the storms." The Pikachu took her eyes from the heavens and gazed at him.
"Yes father, I have felt uneasy these past few days. I thought it would be wise to ask Them." She told him. Both pokemon turned their attention to the sky.
"Have you had any omens?" The Raichu asked his daughter. She shook her head. The Legendary Ones had not spoken in many long months. The world was gradually worsening, and to not hear from Them was troubling. The Raichu sighed and looked at the sky sadly.
"Perhaps they no longer think we are worthy of salvation." He said despondently. The Pikachu looked at him shocked. Her father was a preacher and to hear him lose faith was shocking.
"How can you think like that father? They have kept watch over us for millennia!" The Raichu's eyes were dull with hopelessness. He wished with all his heart he could see the hope that his daughter clung to, but he couldn't.
"Layren I admire your faith, but I fear this world is almost at its limit. Many pokemon have already lost faith in Them. If They could save us we would have heard from them by now…" He explained. Layren shook her head stubbornly. She knew deep in her heart that there was still hope. He couldn't just give up! She was sure there was a reason they hadn't spoken. Just as she opened her mouth to explain her feelings, the air became heavy with electricity. A huge blue lightning bolt streaked down from the sky. Layren covered her head and crouched down in fear. Her vision went white. Am I dead?
"Rise Prophet, and receive our message!" A deep voice commanded. Opening her eyes she gasped. On the hill in front of her stood Raikou, the god of thunder, one of the revered Legendary pokemon. In a trance Layren stood up. She was transfixed by Raikou's sleek yet powerful frame, and the overpowering energy radiating from him. He was everything she had imagined and more. He approached her and where he walked the ground sparked with electricity.
Stopping a few feet away from the Pikachu, Raikou towered over her.
"Hear all of our voices through me child! Take our message to the pokemon of the world! You must become our Prophet! Do you accept this honor?" He bellowed like rolling thunder. Wide eyed Layren stared at him. Become Their Prophet? But I'm just a lowly Pikachu! Can I really…Do something this important? Her heart began to swell with pride. They had picked her out of all the Church.
"What is your reply child?" He asked. Legs shaking from fear and excitement Layren looked up into the Legendry's eyes, and nodded.
"Yes I will…I will be your Prophet!" She answered passionately. Rearing onto his hind legs Raikou roared,
"Then listen well Prophet! There is hope for this world! The Messiah has come!" Lightning raced across the sky and the thunder was deafening. There is still hope! I knew it! I knew it! Layren was almost crying with joy. The storm clouds began to swirl and darken. They wrapped around the thunder god like a cloak.
"In the darkness you will find your savior! The Martyr has blazed out a glorious path that will light your way! The Pariah will point them here, and the Honest shall keep them true! But beware; the Liar lurks among the pure of heart!" He told her. The clouds hid Raikou from view and he vanished in a thunder clap.
"Wait! What do you mean? I don't understand!" Layren called, but the god was gone. Confused Layren frowned deeply. They had finally gotten a sign, but what was the prophecy's meaning? He had told her to share it with everyone, but she doubted they would know what he meant either. The storm was clearing up now, showing a starry night. Something groaned next to her. Her father was lying out cold next to her. He must have been knocked out by the lightning bolt!
Layren shook him urgently.
"Get up father! I had a sign! I had a sign!"
Sorry it was a short first installment, but prologues are usually short. Anyway thanks for reading. The next chapter will come soon! (Hopefully)