I don't own Pokémon, this the prologue to this new pokémon story of mine. Hopefully this story will light my muse which has been under dire stress due to college. Hopefully everyone will like this story. Also Sanningumi roughly means 'group of three'.
"Regular"
"Television"
'Thoughts'
"Phone"
Sanningumi: Prologue
"Reality TV star of the hit show 'Journeys' Ash Ketchum and his once co-star Misty have announced a surprise engagement on 'Chatter' earlier this evening-"
"Crap…" growled the deep voice of an overweight male from his small apartments kitchen, angrily clicking his television's remote to switch the channel and instantaneously burning his hand on a hot pan on his stove.
"Ah! Damn it!"
" Now mix the Torchic eggs with the Miltank milk and-"
"Seen it." Click.
"Today marks the two year anniversary of the bombings in Sinnoh. We mourn those lost to us…please, a moment of silence…" The large man stood silently for a moment, head bowed before the noise from the television started up again.
"In happier news the strife in Unova has finally ended with the last of Team Plasma finally behind bars thanks to the efforts of a few unknown individuals-"
"Redundant. It feels like they repeat that story seven times a month…."
"There have been a spree of thefts happening throughout the world, all accomplished by the renowned thief simply know as 'Spade'. So far only fossils have been stolen-"
"More news? Come on!" growled the man, who huffed before walking out of the kitchen. The man, or at the very least a very big teen due to the more youthful appearance of his face, plopped himself down onto his couch. He was overweight, but he was also taller than average, topping out at around 6'4 or 6'5, with long, thick arms and legs.
His nose was thin and pointed, which was odd on a round face, but it seemed to make his bright green eyes much more piercing. His brown hair was short-close to shaven-,his eyebrows were full but not thick, and his face was covered in stubble from not shaving for a week.
He seemed upset, possibly because he hadn't found anything to watch yet, because whatever he was making was taking longer to cook, or because it was just be one of those days where you felt like just being pissed off.
"Today sucks, you know that?" he mumbled. A plume of smoke near the side of his couch answered him; thankfully, when he bought the place he turned off his smoke detector.
"Don't give me that, Jacques. What did I tell you about blowing smoke indoors?"
An orange turtle-like head poked itself over the arm of his couch. The creature squinted its eyes, seemingly glaring at him. Smoke erupted from its nose, causing the man to break into a coughing fit. "Not…cool…man…"
His torkcoal, Jacques, had a rather blunt and cynical personality, but he was one of the man's only friends, the other his only other pokémon…and she seemed to have commandeered his bed for the night.
The sound that always annoyed him broke him from his rather dreary thoughts.
Ring
Ring
Ring
"Hello?"
"Rick? Muffin?" the voice of his mother gasped threw the phone.
"Mom…please don't call me that…"
"I-I-I…Ha-have you seen the news?"
The man now labeled Rick frowned, his mother seemed worried. His Torkcoal gave a questioning look, Rick raised a finger at the smoke breathing pokémon telling him to hold on a second.
"Yes I have, every news station seems to have something different there reporting, mostly everyday stuff nothing big."
"Channel…channel 34.…"
Rick blinked for a brief second before grabbing his remote and flipping to that particular channel "…Police won't release all of the details of the investigation into the disappearance into three of this regions top five trainers. All we know is that there was blood and what looks like a struggle in the Champions condo." Rick's heart skipped a beat, blood running cold, and denial and worry entering his mind.
"Mom, is it Ron and Cam?"
"Y-yes! Y-your brother and -s-s-sister…gone"
"What about Crys?"
"That…girl to…" maybe it wasn't a good idea to bring up his once childhood best-friend up after that incident at Thanksgiving a year ago.
"Rick…do you know where they are?"
The large man laughed "Mom the three of us haven't really spoken for three years!"
"But you three have always been…so close…as thick as thieves…your triplets for Arceus sake!"
"Mom I know you and Dad never wanted to acknowledge it but if you two know we haven't been close since the three of us where fifteen mom, their dream was to become trainers, mine doesn't even involve pokémon. Don't get me wrong, I'm scared as hell but they don't tell me anything anymore…what even gave you that idea?"
"Well…your siblings and….that scarlet woman left…letters for you it seems before they…disappeared."
Rick's brow furrowed, lips forming into a frown "I'll be right over." He hung up.
"Jacques!" the Torkcoal lifted his head from where he was laying "Wake up Min, I need to pack…we're heading back to the farm…"
The Torkcoal harrumphed but did as he was told.
-X-
Two creatures soared threw the cold night sky to an unknown location. The first creature was a large dragon with light blue scales decorating it's body, red decorated it's body and wings, it carried two passengers. The second creature in flight didn't even look like it was meant to fly, with it being a an nine foot tall blue golem like thing…it was carrying one passenger on it's round back.
"Ron what are we going to do, I mean really this is not what I-" a feminine voice said worriedly from her spot on the golem like creature.
"Cam…" a deep gruff voice growled from the large bird.
"- I mean where are we going to go! This is this is-"
"Cam…!"
"-who knew that this all started when-"
"Crys a little help here!"
"Fine…ask the wounded girl for help sensitive basterd." a second woman's voice said mumbling the last bit, this one much quieter and somewhat scratchy. The loud smack echoed threw the sky and a small 'Ow' from the other woman.
"Thanks Crys…anyway Ron…do you really feel like Rick can do this?"
Ron, the one riding the golem like creature alone chuckled sadly "Not a chance in hell…but I do know that we'll need him with us or we might die."
The woman named Crys raised an eyebrow "Then why not just pick him up now?"
"He needs to be stronger…and he needs to understand…"
Cam grunted "Well that's sucks and all for our brother but what the hell are we going to now! If we show our faces WE ARE DEAD!"
Ron huffed "I know a place…just…follow me." the giant eagle he was riding.
-X-
A seemingly young girl with shocking pink hair cracked her eyes open from the rock she was resting on "Something's wrong…very very wrong."
"Dusss du sk nor kkk."
"You feel it to Hitchcock?"
"Ni du…"
The pink hair…child nodded gathering up her coat and shoes before standing, a large ghost seemly materializing beside her "Your getting antsy which is a never good sign being the soul collector that you are…that means…"
Looking to the sky she frowned "Something is killing the planet, Death is in the air, a silent disease is sweeping the land….the gods are pissed Hitchcock and no good will come of this."
"Dusk…"
"Quick lets go!"
-X-
Dark clouds gathered over the apartment complex of Rick, lightning and thunder shaking the earth below. A bright flash cracked the sky in half followed by a terrified scream as something plummeted to the earth.
"Pi pi chu Pi piiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!"
Sanningumi
And there's the prologue. Now please review and tell me what's your first impression of the five main characters, maybe what you think this story may be about upon first inspection. This story will involve the paranormal…or as paranormal as one can get in the pokémon world, it will get dark, it will have my brand of humor, this will get violent, the updates may be slow and I'm going to try and make a story that I personally haven't seen before…hopefully…you know?
Also there's also a reason Ron, Cam, and Crys didn't get descriptions in the prologue while Ron and the unnamed girl did somewhat…but that will be explained later.
P.S. I may need trainer OC's at certain points in the story, not sure when yet but I may need them.