Hm, I've been planning this for a while, just never got around to writing the thing. Anywho, I like what I have so far and I hope you do too. And just a note: I don't own Pokemon, but I do own my characters which include the named trainers and pokemon. And the new spieces I invent. But the concept and such crap all belong to Nintendo, and all them other companies I don't feel like naming.
Note: In the first publication of the first 3 chapters, the main character had a different name and the Pokemon could not speak human speech, I've changed this for easier understanding of the story.
"Realm of the Leafeon"
By: Kiriska
[Chapter One: Broken Barrier]
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Dawn was just breaking. The darkness had already started to retreat back into the shadows, allowing the sun's rays to fill the sky once again. The moon had long since vanished from sight. The spearow had only awakened and the aipom were beginning to stir. But to Atashi Minamoto, the day had started hours ago. He paused for a moment to wipe sweat from his brow. Pushing through the hot, dense jungle all morning had been tiring. He thought again to why he had come to the thick, overgrown greenery of Beryl Jungles. The place was out in the middle of no where, Topaztown. He had come here to search for a bellsprout, or some other grass-type that could grow to a powerful potential.
He sighed and sat down on a large rock lodged between the roots of a massive tree. The 17-year old trainer was currently having a competition with a few old friends, they each had a month to round up the strongest team they could get then meet at the Sapphire City Gym to battle. Robbie Mackerfield, the gym leader there, was one of the friends. Atashi looked down at his Espeon. His own team so far consisted of the eevee evolutions, he wished there was a grass evolution of eevee, but there was not. He knew that his team didn't really need much help, it already had some of the most essential element-types: Water, Fire, Lightning, Psychic, and Dark.
Even so, he wanted a 6th Pokemon in his slot. Another friend had recommended a rock/ground-type, and he knew the advice was good. But something drew him to the grass-types, and he couldn't believe he still didn't have one. His Espeon, Espsi, looked restless, but he did not say anything to his trainer. Atashi shrugged it off, Espsi was quite most of the time, keeping many things to himself. The trainer petted the psychic's head absently.
They had arrived at Topaztown the previous afternoon. There were few trainers in the town and of those, most weren't very powerful. So he didn't have a decent battle to look forward to. His Jolteon had been the one most disappointed, the others' level of caring varied. Atashi recalled when he had recieved the five different eevees. The first two were the children of his sister's two vapreons. The third was a birthday gift. The fourth was found on the side of the road, abandoned. And the fifth was a wild one, injured in a storm, taken to a center and given to him to care for. It had chosen to stay with him because 'she had nothing better to do'.
He hoped whatever grass-type he found in his intensely hot jungle, would come with him willingly as all his eevees had. He didn't like to force them into things, after all, most Pokemon were just as smart as people and deserved to make their own choices. He knew his beliefs weren't common on the three Pokemon islands, but it was the way he had been taught. Changing his train of thought, he wondered if there was a stream nearby, it was getting pretty hot. He gave his Espeon one last pat on the head before recalling him into his pokeball and releasing his Flareon. He let his Pokemon out of the ball on a turn base routine, it would not be cool to have all 5 of them out and walking this dense forest. The Flareon blinked and yawned, then stretched his tiny legs, glad to be out again.
"'Mornin'." the fiery creature greeted. "Good morning to you too, Aeno." Atashi replied, then stood up again. "We haven't spotted anything interesting all morning, Espsi pointed our way out of here, but I still want to look around." The Flareon named Aeno nodded understandingly then yawned again. The young trainer started to walk again, "C'mon." he waved to his compainion and so they treked on. The aipoms were now clamouring loudly above them and the spearow shrieking.
The two didn't say much to each other as they walked, simply enjoying the scenery. Green was everywhere, with the occasional splash of red or yellow. Aeno thought he spotted a Vileplume once, but it had only been a large flower. Then suddenly the Pokemon of the jungle fell ghostly silent. The fire eeveevolution let out an instinctive bark and jumped a few feet forward on his short little legs. Atashi forced his sense to became alert and followed his Pokemon as it bounded off.
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The young creature opened his eyes and yawned. Another day. He sighed and stretched, his brothers and sisters were already up, out of the den. No doubt going about games they had played a hundred times before. Did they never get tired of chasing each around and the around the jungle? He knew he did, running was fun sure, but everyday? Wasn't there anything else to do?
He often wished they were allowed out of the jungle, but sometimes he didn't even believe there was such a place, after all he had never seen it. All his life, green, green, green, the occasional reds and oranges of the flowers. What was beyond all this trees, brushes, and shrubs? The adults always warned of the humans, the humans. The humans would come and capture you if you ventured away. They will catch you and you shall never return. That is why they weren't allowed away.
Was it all some stupid myth? Had any of them actually seen a human? The Elder claimed to have, but she was old and sickly and absentminded. Right? Breathless had no idea, he was still a pup at 4 months. Sighing, he stood up and crawled from the hole in the ground that was his home. The sameness of everything greeted him. Adults moving about, moving seeds, checking the storages, tending infants, going about everyday routine. The children ran about, chasing, nipping, playing. Weren't any of them curious of what lay beyond these trees, out of the borders of their home?
The little creature wandered around the large jungle, but to him, it seemed small. He had seen everything hundreds of times. He knew where each family lived, where their dens were hidden by bushes, he knew where the storage caverns were, the entrance tunnel leading from the base of a hollow tree. He knew where the Elder resided, her den usually surrounded by a troupe of pups.
Breathless soon found himself standing in front of the huge rock that stood planted in the middle of the jungle. The slab of stone was massive, perhaps a hundred times the size of the average adult. Breathless pawed at it, why was this rock here? Why was it so important? The Elder spoke of it like a god or something. Would he ever understand? The rock was beautiful, sure, but why so special. It was a yellow-clearist crystal, in the right light, it could appear different shades of green and sometimes an eerie clear-orange color. Occasionally it glowed bright, but for the moment, it was plain.
Becoming bored with pondering the rock, the young creature bounded off again. He spotted his brothers and sisters playing amoungst the other young'uns of the troupe, laughing and dancing with joy. Why were they so simple-minded? How could they be content to live restricted within these borders, plagued by dangers they had never seen? Humans, indeed, Breathless suddenly felt sure there was no such thing. Just a nightmare monster the adults spoke off to keep them from leaving home.
What was out there that they needed to be kept from? He became suddenly became excited thinking about the possibilities, a great treasure perhaps? A magical fairy? What could be out there? Swelling with a new sense of adventure, Breathless turned and headed towards the borders, he jumped into the bushes that matched his appearance perfectly, avoiding any adult that may question him. He strayed from the area where most of the dens were located, there were a few dens further out, but most were in one area.
The whole complex of dens, tunnels, storage keeps, and other underground burrowings were scattered all about the jungle, just about invisable to the untrained eye. But to the creatures that lived here, the entrances and exits to each one, was obvious. The young creature darted into the shade of the trees, imagining himself as some explorer in the shadows of the jungle, searching for the treasures that lay beyond the barrier.
He soon found himself at the stream. It was a small flow of water, fresh and clear, trickling through a small part of the forest. Further south there was a waterfall. Breathless padded in, the water came up to his belly, the cool wetness splashes against his smooth yellow-green coat. The pup leaned over and took a few laps of the water then splashed off, further away from his home. There was nothing in the forest but insects, he mused to himself, were they the only creatures that walked this planet?
He thought about this for a while, waddling across the river and onward. Pretty soon, the young one found himself at the borders. Several of the adults were always posted here, throughout the days and nights. Breathless glanced upward and spotted one of the patrollers coming his way. Paniced, he jumped into the nearby brush, blending in astoundingly. The adult marched by without a secondly glance, the expression held on his face was that of sheer boredom. The young creature sighed and crawled from his hiding.
He cautiously looked around before heading on, there was a strange masking cloud at the borders. It looked like a strange liquid, coming out of the ground and extending high up over the trees. He remembered being told that the wall enclosed his world in a large invisable dome. Any creatures on the other side, would not see the wall, or anything beyond it. To them, the forest stretched on and to the other side. To some extent, the dome held the society of creatures in a rift in time and space, hidden from view by all others.
Breathless now stood at the borders, curiosity swelled over him. What was beyond this wall? What lay on the other side? Humans...that was what his mother had told him, his grandmother, the Elder, all the adults. Humans lived on the other side of this dome, and they would capture you, never letting you return. He shook it off, that wasn't true, it's just a myth...So what did lay on the otherside? He would soon find out. Grinning to himself, he wondered why he hadn't done this earlier. Why had he tolerated doing the same things over and over for so long?
The adventurous young one took a few steps back, charged, and leapt through the wall without a second thought. A sudden, warm, tingling sensation held the small body. It was a painful feeling, like being struck by the lightning he had never seen. The creature tried to scream out, immediately regreting his actions, but the voice box was paralyzed in the shocking pain. You see, nothing was supposed to pass through this wall, from either side. And nothing had passed through it for hundreds of years.
Until now, the border partrols had been much stricter, more careful. But over the years, as the elder ones passed on, the newer generation forgot about the dangers of the world beyond the walls, they did not remember the reason they had enclosed themselves in the invisable dome. They simply did not remember. The fairytale of humans had long ago written off as only a story, holding no truth at all. This lax in belief had caused the lax in security, and therefore it had let young Breathless pass through.
The pup broke through the barrier and was cast out on the other side. Doing so, he severely damaged the magical barrier that had protected them so long. The wall flickered a few times, but for the moment stood strong. Breathess shook his entire body, still shocked from the sudden and intense pain. But now the feeling was gone and he felt fine. He blinked a few times and looked around. Everything was still lush and green. But the plants looked different. Not the speices of tropical growth he had grown to know. Excited again he walked forward and looked around, head swiveling around, studying everything.
A shrill bark broke through the thick, muggy air of the jungle. Breathless froze, it wasn't a bark of his own kind. It wasn't a bark he had ever heard of. It was unknown to him, and most frightning. The pup of 4 months had his eyes wide with fear and his large ears cocked in anticipation. The brush a distance away shook and sounded with the excited footsteps of a creature larger than himself. What was coming? What was this place? What was happening? A large two-legged, creature accompined by a four-legged creature about the size of the average adult appeared from the greenery. Breathless felt his heart skip a dozen beats and thump like the world would end if it didn't.
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Note: In the first publication of the first 3 chapters, the main character had a different name and the Pokemon could not speak human speech, I've changed this for easier understanding of the story.
"Realm of the Leafeon"
By: Kiriska
[Chapter One: Broken Barrier]
~
Dawn was just breaking. The darkness had already started to retreat back into the shadows, allowing the sun's rays to fill the sky once again. The moon had long since vanished from sight. The spearow had only awakened and the aipom were beginning to stir. But to Atashi Minamoto, the day had started hours ago. He paused for a moment to wipe sweat from his brow. Pushing through the hot, dense jungle all morning had been tiring. He thought again to why he had come to the thick, overgrown greenery of Beryl Jungles. The place was out in the middle of no where, Topaztown. He had come here to search for a bellsprout, or some other grass-type that could grow to a powerful potential.
He sighed and sat down on a large rock lodged between the roots of a massive tree. The 17-year old trainer was currently having a competition with a few old friends, they each had a month to round up the strongest team they could get then meet at the Sapphire City Gym to battle. Robbie Mackerfield, the gym leader there, was one of the friends. Atashi looked down at his Espeon. His own team so far consisted of the eevee evolutions, he wished there was a grass evolution of eevee, but there was not. He knew that his team didn't really need much help, it already had some of the most essential element-types: Water, Fire, Lightning, Psychic, and Dark.
Even so, he wanted a 6th Pokemon in his slot. Another friend had recommended a rock/ground-type, and he knew the advice was good. But something drew him to the grass-types, and he couldn't believe he still didn't have one. His Espeon, Espsi, looked restless, but he did not say anything to his trainer. Atashi shrugged it off, Espsi was quite most of the time, keeping many things to himself. The trainer petted the psychic's head absently.
They had arrived at Topaztown the previous afternoon. There were few trainers in the town and of those, most weren't very powerful. So he didn't have a decent battle to look forward to. His Jolteon had been the one most disappointed, the others' level of caring varied. Atashi recalled when he had recieved the five different eevees. The first two were the children of his sister's two vapreons. The third was a birthday gift. The fourth was found on the side of the road, abandoned. And the fifth was a wild one, injured in a storm, taken to a center and given to him to care for. It had chosen to stay with him because 'she had nothing better to do'.
He hoped whatever grass-type he found in his intensely hot jungle, would come with him willingly as all his eevees had. He didn't like to force them into things, after all, most Pokemon were just as smart as people and deserved to make their own choices. He knew his beliefs weren't common on the three Pokemon islands, but it was the way he had been taught. Changing his train of thought, he wondered if there was a stream nearby, it was getting pretty hot. He gave his Espeon one last pat on the head before recalling him into his pokeball and releasing his Flareon. He let his Pokemon out of the ball on a turn base routine, it would not be cool to have all 5 of them out and walking this dense forest. The Flareon blinked and yawned, then stretched his tiny legs, glad to be out again.
"'Mornin'." the fiery creature greeted. "Good morning to you too, Aeno." Atashi replied, then stood up again. "We haven't spotted anything interesting all morning, Espsi pointed our way out of here, but I still want to look around." The Flareon named Aeno nodded understandingly then yawned again. The young trainer started to walk again, "C'mon." he waved to his compainion and so they treked on. The aipoms were now clamouring loudly above them and the spearow shrieking.
The two didn't say much to each other as they walked, simply enjoying the scenery. Green was everywhere, with the occasional splash of red or yellow. Aeno thought he spotted a Vileplume once, but it had only been a large flower. Then suddenly the Pokemon of the jungle fell ghostly silent. The fire eeveevolution let out an instinctive bark and jumped a few feet forward on his short little legs. Atashi forced his sense to became alert and followed his Pokemon as it bounded off.
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The young creature opened his eyes and yawned. Another day. He sighed and stretched, his brothers and sisters were already up, out of the den. No doubt going about games they had played a hundred times before. Did they never get tired of chasing each around and the around the jungle? He knew he did, running was fun sure, but everyday? Wasn't there anything else to do?
He often wished they were allowed out of the jungle, but sometimes he didn't even believe there was such a place, after all he had never seen it. All his life, green, green, green, the occasional reds and oranges of the flowers. What was beyond all this trees, brushes, and shrubs? The adults always warned of the humans, the humans. The humans would come and capture you if you ventured away. They will catch you and you shall never return. That is why they weren't allowed away.
Was it all some stupid myth? Had any of them actually seen a human? The Elder claimed to have, but she was old and sickly and absentminded. Right? Breathless had no idea, he was still a pup at 4 months. Sighing, he stood up and crawled from the hole in the ground that was his home. The sameness of everything greeted him. Adults moving about, moving seeds, checking the storages, tending infants, going about everyday routine. The children ran about, chasing, nipping, playing. Weren't any of them curious of what lay beyond these trees, out of the borders of their home?
The little creature wandered around the large jungle, but to him, it seemed small. He had seen everything hundreds of times. He knew where each family lived, where their dens were hidden by bushes, he knew where the storage caverns were, the entrance tunnel leading from the base of a hollow tree. He knew where the Elder resided, her den usually surrounded by a troupe of pups.
Breathless soon found himself standing in front of the huge rock that stood planted in the middle of the jungle. The slab of stone was massive, perhaps a hundred times the size of the average adult. Breathless pawed at it, why was this rock here? Why was it so important? The Elder spoke of it like a god or something. Would he ever understand? The rock was beautiful, sure, but why so special. It was a yellow-clearist crystal, in the right light, it could appear different shades of green and sometimes an eerie clear-orange color. Occasionally it glowed bright, but for the moment, it was plain.
Becoming bored with pondering the rock, the young creature bounded off again. He spotted his brothers and sisters playing amoungst the other young'uns of the troupe, laughing and dancing with joy. Why were they so simple-minded? How could they be content to live restricted within these borders, plagued by dangers they had never seen? Humans, indeed, Breathless suddenly felt sure there was no such thing. Just a nightmare monster the adults spoke off to keep them from leaving home.
What was out there that they needed to be kept from? He became suddenly became excited thinking about the possibilities, a great treasure perhaps? A magical fairy? What could be out there? Swelling with a new sense of adventure, Breathless turned and headed towards the borders, he jumped into the bushes that matched his appearance perfectly, avoiding any adult that may question him. He strayed from the area where most of the dens were located, there were a few dens further out, but most were in one area.
The whole complex of dens, tunnels, storage keeps, and other underground burrowings were scattered all about the jungle, just about invisable to the untrained eye. But to the creatures that lived here, the entrances and exits to each one, was obvious. The young creature darted into the shade of the trees, imagining himself as some explorer in the shadows of the jungle, searching for the treasures that lay beyond the barrier.
He soon found himself at the stream. It was a small flow of water, fresh and clear, trickling through a small part of the forest. Further south there was a waterfall. Breathless padded in, the water came up to his belly, the cool wetness splashes against his smooth yellow-green coat. The pup leaned over and took a few laps of the water then splashed off, further away from his home. There was nothing in the forest but insects, he mused to himself, were they the only creatures that walked this planet?
He thought about this for a while, waddling across the river and onward. Pretty soon, the young one found himself at the borders. Several of the adults were always posted here, throughout the days and nights. Breathless glanced upward and spotted one of the patrollers coming his way. Paniced, he jumped into the nearby brush, blending in astoundingly. The adult marched by without a secondly glance, the expression held on his face was that of sheer boredom. The young creature sighed and crawled from his hiding.
He cautiously looked around before heading on, there was a strange masking cloud at the borders. It looked like a strange liquid, coming out of the ground and extending high up over the trees. He remembered being told that the wall enclosed his world in a large invisable dome. Any creatures on the other side, would not see the wall, or anything beyond it. To them, the forest stretched on and to the other side. To some extent, the dome held the society of creatures in a rift in time and space, hidden from view by all others.
Breathless now stood at the borders, curiosity swelled over him. What was beyond this wall? What lay on the other side? Humans...that was what his mother had told him, his grandmother, the Elder, all the adults. Humans lived on the other side of this dome, and they would capture you, never letting you return. He shook it off, that wasn't true, it's just a myth...So what did lay on the otherside? He would soon find out. Grinning to himself, he wondered why he hadn't done this earlier. Why had he tolerated doing the same things over and over for so long?
The adventurous young one took a few steps back, charged, and leapt through the wall without a second thought. A sudden, warm, tingling sensation held the small body. It was a painful feeling, like being struck by the lightning he had never seen. The creature tried to scream out, immediately regreting his actions, but the voice box was paralyzed in the shocking pain. You see, nothing was supposed to pass through this wall, from either side. And nothing had passed through it for hundreds of years.
Until now, the border partrols had been much stricter, more careful. But over the years, as the elder ones passed on, the newer generation forgot about the dangers of the world beyond the walls, they did not remember the reason they had enclosed themselves in the invisable dome. They simply did not remember. The fairytale of humans had long ago written off as only a story, holding no truth at all. This lax in belief had caused the lax in security, and therefore it had let young Breathless pass through.
The pup broke through the barrier and was cast out on the other side. Doing so, he severely damaged the magical barrier that had protected them so long. The wall flickered a few times, but for the moment stood strong. Breathess shook his entire body, still shocked from the sudden and intense pain. But now the feeling was gone and he felt fine. He blinked a few times and looked around. Everything was still lush and green. But the plants looked different. Not the speices of tropical growth he had grown to know. Excited again he walked forward and looked around, head swiveling around, studying everything.
A shrill bark broke through the thick, muggy air of the jungle. Breathless froze, it wasn't a bark of his own kind. It wasn't a bark he had ever heard of. It was unknown to him, and most frightning. The pup of 4 months had his eyes wide with fear and his large ears cocked in anticipation. The brush a distance away shook and sounded with the excited footsteps of a creature larger than himself. What was coming? What was this place? What was happening? A large two-legged, creature accompined by a four-legged creature about the size of the average adult appeared from the greenery. Breathless felt his heart skip a dozen beats and thump like the world would end if it didn't.
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