November 13th, 1881.
Friday.
The opera house was filled with guest; all lavish and exquisite. The Grand Ecruteak City Opera House was nothing but majestic beauty. People come from all across the world to listen to the music being held in the building. All the famous writers and musicians only played there. Beethoven. Mozart. Bach. Edvard Grieg. All carved their names with their elegant harmony.
Until one night; a dark, moonless night, changed their history forever.
Meloetta: A beautiful Pokémon. A Pokémon where her melodies can control the people who hears it. A Pokémon where it brings such sooth and calmness to a person's soul. Her voice drowns out people's sorrow, making them lull in utter bliss.
Her voice brings such elegance, that it attracted one's heart.
One faithful night, a pitch-black Pokémon appeared in the middle of the hall. His glowing blue eyes shined as Meloetta sang her heart out. His presence led multiple gasps from the crowd. Never in their life had they seen such a beautiful – yet terrifying Pokémon. The pitch-black ignored the crowd; eyes on the young melody Pokémon. He swayed slowly, closely to her. The orchestra was in shock themselves, but still carry on with their notes. Violins, cellos, cymbals: All in sync with Meloetta's voice.
The majestic dark type flew closer. His dark, skeletal hand reached out, wanting to grip the melody Pokémon's hand. Meloetta didn't cry in fear. Neither did she tremble in horror. No. She kept on singing, her cerulean eyes met with his dark blues. A small smile pursed her lips. The sight of the ghostly figure brought joy to her heart. It fluttered in glee. Her heartbeat pounded in a rhythm she never experienced before.
Love. She was in love. It was love at first sight.
Meloetta sang louder, echoing a hypnotizing tune. The scene sent such warming hearts to the audience. The ladies gazed in such a loving manner. While the gentlemen smiled proudly at the mysterious Pokémon's actions. It had turned into a love scene; a romantic play that had captured all the people's hearts. The song played in a more melancholy tune. Even Meloetta herself hummed in ways that showed she was in love.
Both hands reached out, their fingers were about to meet. Their skin was about the graze against one another, proving that such true love does exist.
SCREEECCHHH!
The sound caught everybody's attention. The ear-piercing voice agitated most of the audience. Many of them began to panic; heads frantically turning left and right for the source of the frightful sound.
SCREEEECCHHHH!
The booming voice echoed again, louder and malicious each second. One woman screamed in horror, making everyone – even the two lovestruck Pokémon – to turn their heads. All eyes were wide in terror to see what was above them.
The once beautiful angels of stone that were decorated on the opera walls – had come to life.
Its once white, angelic face – had turned into a vicious look of a demon.
"SCREEEEEEEECCCCHHHH!" The demon shrieked as loudly as it can. In seconds, its whole body broke free from its stone prison. Huge claws rose up in the air. Red, bloody eyes shined under the moonless sky. Its mouth wide opened, roaring demonically in everyone's eyes.
The horrifying sight was enough to snap everyone into reality.
Many people began to move hastily; yelling, screaming and crying in fear. But, as if their worst nightmare had come to life, all of the angelic statues began to crumble; revealing bloodthirsty demons.
The cruel beasts flew downwards, aiming for their prey. Sounds of painful shrieks and torn flesh filled the ballroom. Colours of red splattered and splurged from each human and Pokémon, splotching on the white and gold walls.
Meloetta watched in terror. Her small mouth hanged open, occupied with utter fear and trauma. Her wide blue eyes stared at the pitch-black. He himself was held aback in bewilderment. The room once filled with elegant harmony and music – had been replaced with screams of mercy and sounds of ripping skins.
The melody Pokémon turned around. Her horror maximized to a million as she gawked at her band members.
The violinist yelled at the top of his lungs – seconds before the Demon of Death stomped his head flat. The head exploded into a loud 'squish', causing splotches of brain and blood to burst out. Meloetta averted her gaze to her right, tears forming in her eyes. But to her aghast, she saw her conductor – flailing and crying madly in the arms of another demon.
Before she could even blink, the winged demon ripped the man into two. His eyeballs dropped to the floor, rolling to her trembling feet. The homicidal beast roared savagely, biting the corpse's left shoulder and ripped it with such mutilation.
The melody Pokémon fell to her back, quivering and screaming in complete fright. Just as she turned her head to focus on the pitch-black Pokémon, another shadow appeared in front of her.
The image solidified into a figure. A red, creepy smile curved upon the creature's lips.
"Mii…ne…" The magical Pokémon snarled eerily. Her voice sounded hoarse and broken, like a dying little girl. Meloetta cowered in shock. The Mismagius was five times bigger than any normal Mismagius. She floated closer, scowling viciously at the poor melody Pokémon.
"Miii…IIIIIINNNEEEE!" Mismagius shrieked louder, almost breaking the sound barrier in the room. Meloetta screamed in fright; her heart prayed for the deadly one to go away. Before the ghost type could launch an attack, a powerful beam hit her back, causing her to stumble to the ground.
Growling maniacally, she turned around. The pitch-black Pokémon stood in front of her, protecting the stunned opera singer behind him. His gleaming blue eyes showed rage. His long, black claws clenched into fists.
"How dare you…" The dark legendary hissed under his breath, exhaling poisonous clouds from his mouth. Mismagius made a scornful expression. The sight of the quivering Meloetta behind him made her heart burn with crazed jealousy and anger. Back to her floating stance, the magical Pokémon glared at the couple.
"You…are…MINE!" With that, Mismagius screeched insanely. All the demons that were attacking random victims flew to her side. Their faces scarred with paints of blood. Their sharp claws and fangs clenching bits of fresh flesh. The Mismagius flew up in the air, her eyes glowing redder by the second. Yells of terror kept booming inside the hall. But the unlikely couple focused their attention on the deadly ghost type.
Suddenly, she screamed a heart-wrenching and ear-splitting tune: Perish Song.
Before anyone could react, the air began to intensify. The walls began to crumble. Survivors of the dying souls began to wail maniacally. The sound proved too much to handle. It was as if their ears were being brutally stabbed. They could feel their organs explode inside them, drawing blood from their mouths, eyes, nostrils, and ears. To the demons, it was music to their ears; making them act savagely and losing all sense of sanity.
The cry made Meloetta weak. Soon enough, her body fell limply to the ground. Her mouth and nose barely picking up air. The pitch-black Pokémon screamed in fear for his newfound love.
"You. Are. Mine."Mismagius continued to sing, her voice echoing into the dark night.
"No!"The dark legendary snarled angrily. Meloetta's breathing began to grow weary. The smile that once brought few minutes of joy to him had disappeared. Her eyelids felt heavy, ready to shut them – forever.
"NO!"The poor pitch-black Pokémon roared madly. He turned around and plunged towards the evil ghost type. He could feel his life itself escaping from him. But the dark type kept his will intact, blue eyes glowing psychotically at the cackling Mismagius.
With one last sharp breath, he used Destiny Bond against her.
To her complete shock, she was unable to dodge his final attack. Finally, as the pitch-black fell coldly to the ground, so did her.
As soon as her soul evaporated from her body, the demons exploded into a million pieces. Shatters of rocks and glasses boomed on the stage, ending their vile life. The walls crumbled down, crushing the ground and people below. The glass ceiling shattered into a million pieces, dropping like shining rain.
And just like that, the hall became eerily quiet.
The war was over.
And no survivors were left behind.
O.O.O
This horrifying incident was all over the news the next day. It scared people and Pokémon alike, sending terrors and traumatizing experiences to their life. Some grief and wallow for their brutal loss. Some prayed for the incident to never happen again.
The highlight of the news was the odd couple: Meloetta and the mysterious pitch-black Pokémon.
Their love proved to the reason of Mismagius's anger. The soothing sound of the melody Pokémon's voice had caught the dark legendary's heart – the Pokémon that Mismagius had fallen deeply in love with.
Jealousy had blinded her, causing her to be murderous wreck.
And cost the life of many.
The news was never silence for almost 20 years. Opera houses were banned from construction in many regions. Orchestral performances were never allowed, ever, in most places. Even opera singers were countable back then, most of them feared for their fate might end up like the melody Pokémon's.
But as time passes, this news became a faint whisper. Society began to change and nothing like the cursed event happened again. In fact, the opera house that was demolished was rebuilt once again. In the end, it became an urban legend; a myth. A story that people used to scare others and some even just for laughs.
That every night, on Friday the 13th, on a moonless night, if the orchestra were to perform 'In the Hall of Mountain King' in the same opera house, the ghosts of that fateful night will rise from the dead.
And Mismagius will come back for her vengeance.
O.O.O
November 13th, 2011. Friday.
"Oooo. Look Ty Ty! I got two tickets for us to see an orchestra tonight!" Kotone jumped in joy. Her volcano Pokémon barked happily, cheering for his trainer.
"It says here that I'm allowed to bring all six of my chosen Pokémon. So, this extra ticket is for another human." She winked naughtily. Morty had given her the courtesy of tonight's orchestra at Ecruteak City's Grand Opera House after their monthly battle. She had never been to an orchestral performance before. So to have this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity was pure gold.
Now the only question that beamed in her mind: Who would she go to the opera with?
A sly smile pursed her pink lips. She didn't need a second to know who the 'lucky' person to tag along was.
"Silver."
Yayy horror! =w= I haven't posted anything in here for a long, long time. Business got the best of me and I have paper tomorrow. So to release some of my stress, here have some stories =w=