Rise and Fall
Rise. Fall. Rising and falling is what this world does. My outlook on life has changed since I adopted the guise of a pokemon, that has now become a life, one of many lives that I will live, for now.
But...I have forgotten, at some times, what it was like in my first life. And that fact alone has changed me. For I have realised, like the so many others that surround me, have taken me in like I was part of their own, that no-one is safe from change. In my old life, my old, colourful life, with so much to offer, I realised that too. Just barely, a thought niggled in a corner of my consciousness. But as the pokemon who forsees the darker sides of the future, only now does it hit me full force.
I don't mind being this sort of pokemon, though. They have taken me in, as if I wandered away many years before, and only just come back. They welcomed me, and I kept the tattered, faded scraps of my first life that I remembered, including my name.
Sirius.
They didn't think of it as odd. Just unusual...and now they do not even think of it as unusual. It is a strange name, just like all the other names in this group, but we and I have joined, and there is no I or me: There is only us. Sometimes a young one breaks out of the group to wander the world, for some are not old enough to understand the ways of me, us, them.
Cryptic, isn't it?
But cryptic is what we are, and what we will stay. In the darkness we lurk, and only come out into the light to save lives and warn of disaster, for the light, warm and bright as it is, does not appeal to us. I can barely form words of a language that I used to know so well, so very well, in my first world. This world is different, darker, sinister...but I like it. I was always a loner, even in the first of my lives. Isn't it funny? As we grow older, we still keep some of the things that made us unique, but rarely all.
Can you guess who has taken me in, and who I am now?
Author's Note: This isn't anything special. I had this idea floating around in my head, and paired with my unusual liking for Bomberman 64/B64-The Second Attack main bosses(no offence, Sora G. Silverwind), this is what came out of it. I chose a character who would have had a fairly dark outlook on life before the storyline that takes place, and the character that got me into Bomberman fanfiction in the first place. That character happens to be Sirius. There are no spoilers in this story-just him being cryptic, and grateful to the pokemon who accepted him into their 'herds'...
.:Cacaruka, signing off:.