Introduction: Good evening (or morning, or whenever you happen to be reading this). Well, after taking a short break from my Pokemon AU after doing my biggest story so far, Best Wishes Revised, I'm finally doing another Pokemon story. And in the spirit of the Halloween season, it's a horror story. It's also a story I want to use to set up and resolve a couple of things in this AU before getting into the sequel to Best Wishes Revised. Those who have not read my previous Pokemon horror story, Dawn of Shadows, I suggest you go do that before getting into this story any further. That said, sit back and prepare yourselves for a tale of terror.
WARNING: This story contains such a high level of shocking horror, you may actually die of fright before reading it. Do not read if you are pregnant or have a heart condition.
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon.
Prologue
Edger Gates ran through the halls of the dark tower as fast as his legs could carry him. But no matter how fast he ran, the thing continued to pursue him. The sound of the thing's bone dragging along the ground was constantly on Edger's tail no matter how far down the tower he got. Edger was cursing himself for coming back to the tower. It was twenty years since that bloody incident he was involved in. During all that time he had stayed away from that wretched tower, but then that evening in a moment of weakness and guilt that was perhaps brought on by a few mugs of beer he decided to come back to that place. He thought that perhaps he might've been seeking some way to make amends for what he had done, but in that moment he didn't care. The only thing that mattered now was saving his skin.
At long last, Edger came to the ground floor of the tower. His only hope was that the thing would stop following him once he got out. Perhaps the thing couldn't pass beyond the tower door. The thing continued to follow at its own slow and steady pace, the sound of its dragging bone still right behind. In mere moments, Edger finally made it out of the tower into the vast graveyard right outside. It seemed Edger was home free. The thing could no longer follow him.
Then Edger stopped when he saw someone standing in his path. Under the pale light of the moon he could tell that it was a young woman with blue hair and the most haunting pair of light blue eyes Edger had ever seen. Her eyes looked as though they had seen some blasphemous horror that should never be named, and they were made even more unpleasant by the cheerful smile that was on the young woman's face. Floating next to her was a small shadowy Pokemon that carried a golden mask with its tail. It was not a common Pokemon to Kanto. Edger thought that the Pokemon was called a Yamask but he wasn't sure, nor did he care at that moment.
"Good evening Mr. Gates." The young woman greeted. "My name is Dusk."
"I don't give a damn who you are! Now get out of my way!" Edger shouted. "You have no idea what's after me! If I don't get out of here, I'm dead!"
"Oh, I'm afraid running won't do you any good Mr. Gates." Dusk told him. "You did a very bad thing twenty years ago, and the one you hurt won't rest until you pay."
"I said get out of my way!" Edger shouted at the top of his lungs.
Dusk merely grinned and pulled out a sparkling Pokeball that was orange on the top. "Let's play… Giratina!"
Bursting out of Dusk's Pokeball was the most horrid creature Edger had ever seen besides the thing that was pursuing him. It was a massive serpentine dragon with a grey body that had a black and red-stripped underside. In place of legs it had six spikes with gold bands, and on its back it had six black streamer-like wings tipped with red spikes. Its face was covered in golden plates and its red eyes were like those of a demon. Edger was frozen in fear.
Then from behind, Edger could hear the horrid sound of that dragging bone coming ever closer. His hopes that the thing could not leave the tower were completely shattered to nothing. Edger was sure that he had met his end. Standing in front of him was a mad woman who commanded a creature from the very depths of hell, and behind him was the horrid thing that wanted his blood.
From behind him, Edger could hear the thing utter a single familiar word in its putrid voice, "Marowaaak!"
Author's Note: I'm sure many reading this have figured out what plot line I've borrowed from the original games to use for this story. I've of course put my own unique spin on it though. This is going to be a little bit darker than the games.
Chapter one is already up, so feel free to move on. Or if you like, please review and let me know what you think.