Welcome to the Dungeon Helljumper
Say hello to my newest pet project. For those of you who've been patient with me so far, I'm starting to get back into the swing of things guys, just wait a little bit longer.
Apparently, co-hosting a story with another Author named Dark Killer is helping me get back me writers edge (I know I made a typo, I occassionally talk like that so sod off) and with some encouragment from an online friend named Champ11, who will be my Muse for this story, will most likely keep it sharpened. No promisses on constant updates, but I think I can manage better updates than my other stories.
Now, onwards to my first Pokemon story!
A General looked around the spaceport as the chaos ensued.
The Covenant, a collection of several religiously devoted alien species, had been believed to be targeting the world next on their genocidal campaign.
It's hard to believe that it was only a year ago that they had attacked Harvest, and began their "Crusade" against humanity. So hard to believe that the fear of them had grown so much, that a single breath that hinted that they might be coming to a certain world had the entire population running for any possible place to escape it.
But then again, this far Outer Colony world was special in ways that nobody but those who lived on it could believe.
It had been discovered only a few years after the Shaw-Fujikawa had first been invented. A navigator for the then state of the art UNSC Military Frigate James Fischer had put in the wrong coordinates at such an astronomical level, that they had overshot their original target of the Alpha Centuri system to systems that would not be discovered and colonized by human explorers for a few centuries.
The man had been imprisoned for his mistake as the ship's resident "Dumb" AI tried to find a way back. The Captain decided to explore a nearby planet that scans had shown to be hospitable while they waited.
What they found on that planet was humanity's true first contact with an alien species, but only a select few were able to communicate with those who made contact.
Jared Carter. That was the General's name. Born and raised on this planet, just like everyone else who lived here. Nobody but the Planetary President, his highest ranking of Office staff, and the ONI spooks had ever been allowed to leave the planet, and while some people don't like that fact, everyone agrees that it's for the best. The power that the indigenous population hold is just too great to risk leaking into the rest of the universe. Each of them were practically living WMDs, and there have been several instances that have proven that fact through-out the secret centuries of the world.
What were the indigenous creatures called?
Pokémon.
"Please, let me keep him at least! He's been with me ever since I met him, and I don't want to lose my friend!" The sound of a teen's begging cracked through the General's thoughts. Looking over at one of the processing stations, he saw a Sergeant talking with a familiar black haired teen clutching a Pikachu close to him. Both the Pokémon and the boy looked at the Sergeant with tears in their eyes.
Jared gave a start when he realized who the teen was. He was Ash Ketchum, a rather well known trainer from Pallet town that had taken a high standing in all the competition leagues around the world, but Jared had heard about the kid from a different source about his little adventures.
"Look kid, if the Brass gave the order that nobody takes a Pokémon off the planet, then not even the President himself can get one past us!" The Sergeant was obviously getting a little frayed from the whole commotion. It was lucky that almost all of the world's population had gotten off already.
"But I won't leave Pikachu behind!" Ash halted his rant when he felt a hand placed heavily on his shoulder. Looking behind him, he saw the weathered face of the General. Or rather, he did when he looked up the rest of the two and a half feet.
"Is there a problem here Sergeant?" Jared asked, not looking at Ash or taking his hand off his shoulder.
"Yes sir! This kid is-" he began, but was cut off by his superior officer.
"I said, is, there, a, problem?" He glared at the Sergeant.
"No sir, no problem at all!" he wisely corrected.
"Good, now call in a replacement for your post and take a break."
"Yes sir!"
"Come on, follow me," he instructed Ash, squeezing his shoulder slightly before walking over to a free bench nearby. The crowd had shrunk considerably since earlier that day, so navigating towards it was easily hassle free.
Easing down onto the bench, he looked out onto the beautiful view it provided of the Sailport beach, and felt a great pang of remorse at the fact that he'll have to leave behind his only home. Ash sat down next to him as well, never once letting the electric mouse go. They sat in relative silence for a little while.
"You're General Carter, aren't you?"
"Yes, I am."
They grew quiet again.
"I thank you for helping me with that guy; I don't know what I would do without Pikachu."
He sighed sadly at that. This was going to be hard.
"Kid… Ash… He was right about what he said."
The smile fell, and confusion grew in his eyes. "What do you mean?"
"Ash, I'm the highest ranking officer on this entire planet, but even I get orders from someone higher up. I don't have the power to say what happens here when the order is given. I am not exempt from them either."
"But, but then why did you do that?"
"So that we can have this talk, and so that I could get him the momentary break he needed."
"There's nothing to talk about! I'm not abandoning my friend!" Ash jumped up from the bench and shouted at him.
"We're not abandoning them Ash. We're leaving them so that they might have a chance to live," Jared said gently
"What do you mean?"
"… I'm not supposed to tell you this, but humanity has been losing every fight that we get into with the Covenant, each fight ending with the entire world turned to glass with their orbital plasma bombardment."
"Then… Then why not take them with us, use their powers against the Covenant?"
"And lead them straight to this world? No, we leave so that we can draw the Covenant away from this world. We leave so that the Covenant doesn't find this world and either destroy it or use it for their own purposes. We leave, so that they might live!"
"I don't want to say goodbye though."
"I understand. One of the hardest things in life is saying goodbye to your friends, not knowing if you'll ever see them again in this life. But it's all part of growing up. You see this?" He pulls out an average pokeball, with nothing extraordinary about it. "This has the first and only Pokémon I've ever gotten in my forty-four years of life. In fact, I had her ever since I was a baby and she just a newborn Ralts."
He didn't say anymore, leaving the slowly spiraling trainer to pick up what isn't said.
Ash didn't say anything for the longest time, until he finally moved. Slowly, he reached for the one ball that he never touched after he first got it. Pulling out the average looking pokeball, with the exception of the small lightning bolt above the button, he increased its size and opened it.
He took both halves in his hand, took a deep breath…
And exhaled, loosening his grip on those halves.
"I can't do it. I just can't do it." He looked up at Jared, and noticed Pikachu standing on the back of the bench, crying silent tears.
Jared didn't say anything, just placed his hands over Ash's.
Looking sadly into his eyes, he finally said, "I'll lend you my strength for this, but it still needs to be done, and it can only be done by you."
Ash looked over at Pikachu one more time. Pikachu was slowly nodding his head, knowing that it had to be done.
A stony expression crossed Ash's face and, without Jared's help, snapped the pokeball in half.
He said no words, just pocketed the half with the lightning bolt, giving the other to the electric mouse as well as, most surprising of all, his hat, before turning and running to the shuttle entrance.
Ash stared out the window to the world below as the shuttle pulled away from it. Tears threatened to fall, but he refused to let them.
The sounds of crying behind him caused him to turn around, giving him the shocking view of the human member's of the Team Rocket trio he'd known since beginning his journey holding each other and bawling their eyes out.
He just calmly walked over to them. And when they noticed he was there, they just pulled him into the hug as well.
It was then that they all cried together. Their bonds changing from bitter rivals to the closest of friends.
Jared walked out of the spaceport, calmly walking along the road to a pre-set destination.
Everyone had already gone. His was to be the last shuttle off the planet at his own request. Several things needed to be done, and he needed solitude in order to do them.
Stopping for a moment he pulled out the pokeball he had shown Ash earlier that day.
This was going to be the hardest thing he'd do for the rest of his life.
"Angela… come on out." He opened the ball for his Gardevoir friend to appear right next to him.
She looked absolutely mournful when she materialized. She opened her mouth, about to speak to him like she trained herself to be able to, but he shook his head before she could.
"No, don't say anything yet. Come on; just walk with me for now. I still have some things to do."
She nodded to him sadly, floating next to him as they walked slowly to their destination. He placed his arms around her shoulders, and she rested her head on his. A familiar embrace for the both of them.
'If someone could see us now, we'd probably look like a loving couple taking a romantic beach-side, sunset stroll. Heh, if life weren't so cruel, I think that might have actually come to pass. God is cruel at times, but there is reason, so I will make sure to remember this little time I have with her.'
Accidentally picking the thought up from his mind, Angela couldn't help but let a few silent tears fall from her eyes.
All too soon, they arrived at the little cove that they had been walking toward.
"So, is it time?" A voice came from across the cove.
Both look.
Neither are surprised.
"Yes, Arceus, it's time." The great horse-like Pokémon nodded its head.
"I'll call the others then."
And like that, a few portals opened up within the cove. Some bigger than a Scorpion tank, and some smaller than Jared. Several Pokémon stepped through, until everyone needed had been gathered.
When Mew stepped out of her portal, she immediately tackled Jared, bawling her eyes out.
No no no! I don't want you to go! Twosy is so boring and none of the other legendaries are able to make time to play with me! Not even Celebi!
Being at least acquainted with the legendaries comes with being one of the most legally powerful people of this world. Some just left it at that, while others actually took the time to build up their relations. Jared was among the latter group, and it usually ended with him playing a silly game or two with the pink cat.
"You know that I have to do this Mew. Besides, you still have all those toys I gave you, right?"
Yes, but they're no fun alone!
"I bet you there's a whole bunch of other pokemon who'd love to play with you." Nothing seemed to be getting through to the little bundle of fun, looked like he was going to have to bring out the big guns for this one. Oh, he hoped that Arceus didn't kill him for this. "Oh! You know I think I have an idea for what would be REALLY fun, and even helpful to everyone!"
Mew immediately went from crying to the cute, curious cat she was. Oh oh, what is it? What is it? Tell me! Tell me!Tell meeeee!
"Weeeeeell… Alright. But you have to keep this a secret."
Scout's honor! Everyone there internally scoffed at that.
"Aright, this is what I have in mind…" He whispered into her ear, causing her to giggle from time to time with what he was telling her. "You got all that?"
Yes sir! She saluted.
"Good, now get to it." She teleported out of there. Arceus had a mysterious momentary shiver of fear, before he forced it out of his mind. Whatever could have caused only a small discomfort like that couldn't be that bad, could it?
"What did you get her to do?" Angela asked.
"Remember that time when me and her got into a pranking spree that resulted in Garatina becoming so paranoid he refused to come out of his dimension?" He muttered to her. She nodded. "Well, Arceus isn't going to be happy when he finds the entire Hall of Origin is covered in pink paint with chocolate pudding traps over every entrance."
She giggled at that. The original serious mood had shifted back in after that.
"Mewtwo, did you do what I asked?" The clone nodded.
With the help of Mew, I locked the memories of this world in the minds of everyone who left. They will be unable to talk with anyone who doesn't already know about this place but will be able to remember every detail that they could before, even into old age.
"Thank you for this. Many people made strong connections to their pokemon, and I wouldn't wish to take something so precious from them like my superiors ordered me to ask you to do." Turning to the remaining legendaries, he asked, "You remember what I want you guys to do?"
"Yes, but I still don't like the fact that you're having us destroy so much hard work," Regigigas remarked. It had watched with pride as the humans turned the very earth into homes and useful items for themselves and Pokemon alike. To have to destroy it all was a hard deal to take.
"I know, but I want to make sure that the Covenant never has a reason to even look at this system. If that takes tearing down every building from the tallest skyscraper, to the smallest outhouse, then that's what will happen."
"We will see it done then, General," Rayquaza bowed his head to the human. Any man who'd be willing to try to take his Hyper Beam head on in order to protect his pokemon deserved his respect in his eyes. However, it was a good thing that he was only giving a warning shot that time, else it would have been a useless gesture.
The Legendaries left, all preparing to do, or have already done what was needed of them, leaving the human and his Gardevoir to themselves.
No words were spoken. Just them in a loving embrace as the sun began to duck under the horizon.
No words were spoken. Just him looking into her sad eyes.
No words were spoken. Just him giving a chaste kiss onto her lips.
No words were spoken. Just him walking back to the spaceport to take the last shuttle up.
No words were spoken. Just her on her knees in the middle of the cove, crying as the sun finally set and her heart broke.
No words were spoken.
But she clearly heard him say I love you.