Disclaimer: I don't own pokemon, obviously
Authors Note: I'm writing this fic without translator, all by myself… so please don't kill me if I have bad grammar or typos, thanks.
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Heroes of Space and Time
Prologue
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Steps can be heard, echoing through a corridor. The floor and the walls are made of marble, shining from the sunlight that comes from outside. Windows of this temple are narrow, but the light is enough for the girl who is running to the gate, at the end of this corridor. The gate is open, always open for everyone who want to visit this place, always open for those who want to talk to the gods.
Entering the main room of the temple, the girl runs towards the altar, panting, she is exhausted. She ran from the village not so far away, it's a distance she used to run every day, but today this emerald green haired girl feels like she cant move anymore. Her eyes are red from crying, she's shaking, because the shock she had in the village. Those fear filled eyes run over the two statue, standing behind the altar, the statue of two pokemon, who are like gods in the eyes of the girl. The fear starts to fade away from her eyes and takes a step to the altar, puts her palms on the cold marble table and starts to pray, facing the statue of the two great pokemon with determined eyes.
Girl: "Great Gods of time and space… please listen to me! Palkia, Dialga, you are our only hope… as the head priestess of the Temple of Time and Space, I'm begging you! Please send someone who can help… who can save our world…" she starts to cry again, she doesn't want to cry, but remembering the past few weeks, she has to. The young priestess cant hide her feelings like her father did, that's her only weakness and she knows that…
"Priestess Calia!" the voice comes from the corridor. An old man is running towards the priestess. The girl doesn't turn around, she keeps praying, but the man grabs her shoulder and speaks to her, his voice is filled with dread. "The Demons are heading to the temple my priestess! We have to run… your father fought bravely so you can escape…" the girl sighs, and sweeps the hand of the old man from her shoulder. She turns around irritated, tears running down her face.
Calia: "Father didn't fight for me to escape…" starts speaking while she wipes her tears. "Father wanted me to come here… to pray… please leave me alone, and save yourself Torran, you have to live…" she tries not to cry while speaking these words "But I have to die as the Priestess of Time and Space! I will die…" turns around and faces the statue of Dialga and Palkia. "When I die someone will come to save our world… the great gods will call someone who can help, and you have to live Torran… you have to live and find them when they travel through time and space! You have to tell them their mission… now go, and I stay here, even while I'm eaten alive by those creatures, I wont stop praying…"
Torran nods, shocked by the words of the priestess, but he obeys. Calia starts to pray again, Torran never wanted to leave the daughter of his best friend alone, but he has to. He runs towards the back door of the temple, and heads to the sea. He has to escape, he has to survive, maybe he will be the only one who left the village.
Torran: "Please don't let them kill you… Calia"
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Authors Note: I hope I didn't make too much grammar error… please correct me if you spot something that is wrong (but in E-mail please, not in rewiev… wanna hear your opinion in them not the errors)
I hope this little prologue ended up good… I wanted to make it longer but without any translation help I can't write constantly (lot of searching in dictionary).
If you like it I will start writing the other chapters, of course the story is already planned, so if you don't mind my grammar errors I can update it every week