Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to my first ever Pokemon fanfiction, "Fate of the Unknown: Kat's Tale". This here is based on a Nuzlocke run I'm currently doing for Pokemon White, so I hope you like it!
Summary: Newbie Pokemon trainer Kat has no idea what she's gotten herself into. It was bad enough that she decided to set out from her home in Nuvema Town to juggle not one, not two, but three people's dreams, oh no. Now, she's caught in the middle of events she'd rather have nothing to do with. This crazy stuff about "Pokemon Liberation" is all fine and dandy, just as long as no one tries to shove it down her throat. If someone wants to take her Pokemon away from her, they're going to have to pry those Pokeballs from her cold, dead fingers. But a plea from one special Pokemon drags poor Kat into the middle of a conflict, and she can't help but have some questions. What is Team Plasma really after? Why does she keep encountering the strange and mysterious (not to mention completely bullheaded and stubborn) N? His quest for truth strikes Kat as a little odd, but she can't help but wonder whose "truth" he's really seeking. In order to get her answers, Kat will have to rely on a gift she loves and hates, friends both human and Pokemon, her own ideals, and her heart...Things are sooo much easier when you're just making spare cash drawing picture on the roadside...
DISCLAIMER: I'm just getting this out of the way here and now, seeing as this is a long and drawn out disclaimer. I do not own Pokemon White, the Pokemon themselves, or any actual canon character. I just own Kat, a few other OCs, and the personalities I'm giving the Pokemon. Everything else is the property of Nintendo and Gamefreak. Read, review, and enjoy!
Kat was confused.
She had no idea where in the world she was. She blinked. Once, twice, three times. Nope. She was still in the same, strange place.
So she was confused. And hating every second of it…
There were ruins all over the place. Crumbling buildings that might have been breath-taking long ago, but were now decrepit and…well, ruined. Once towering columns now lay in pieces around her. Vines and ivy clustered thick and wild in some places, appearing to be the only thing holding some dubious structures together. Even the large marble platform she stood on must have seen better days. And with the thick mist hanging heavy in the air, it was a wonder how she could be seeing any of this at all.
All in all, things were a mess…
"Geez, Jay'd love to dig around in this place," she muttered.
Her archaeologist brother would probably sell his soul for a chance to study these ruins. If it was over a century old and falling to pieces, she could count of her brother to revert to a drooling mess. Personally, Kat wasn't all that interested in the past. She just wanted to know where she was. It didn't look like any place she knew of in Unova.
Was she in another region or something? How did that happen?
So deep in her contemplations of sudden and mysterious land mass travel, Kat almost didn't notice the sudden appearance of a crowd of people. She nearly shouted in surprise. One second, she was all alone. The next? There were a bunch of people everywhere.
Well, more like "kids" to be correct. The youngest looked about ten or something, but the majority of them seemed around her age. It was strange. They all looked like they came from so many different regions. Closest to her, she recognized some people wearing clothing typical of the Kalos regions. There also seemed to be people from the Sinoh region, the Johto, and even as far as the Kanto region. It boggled her mind. Kat had only read about those places—lands so far from Unova that you could only reach them by a boat or a plane—from her brother's books.
Even stranger still was the fact that the others all came in pairs; one girl to every boy. It was like some crazy gathering of representatives from all over the world. How odd…
But that thought stuck in Kat's head. She looked around and sure enough, there was another Unovian standing not too far from her, a brown-haired and brown-eyed boy who must have been her age. She felt like laughing, it was so strange.
This is all so absurd, she thought with a dry chuckle. I must be dreaming…
The air suddenly shifted, so slight that Kat thought she must have imagined it. A bright, blinding flash of light forced her eyes shut. When she opened them next, recovered from the sudden attack of blindness, she gaped.
Standing before them all was a Pokémon. A tall, regal creature that looked slightly equine with a white and gold body. A massive wheel-like structure framed its back.
"Beautiful…" Kat couldn't breathe. Her fingers itched for paper and pencil, begging for a chance to draw the majestic Pokémon.
It looked vaguely familiar, and the name felt as if it were on the tip of her tongue. Kat knew it had to be a Legendary—no other Pokémon could give off an aura of power like this.
As she and the other humans stared, the mysterious Pokémon's eyes slipped closed as it bowed its head. Smaller flashes of light appeared in front of the creature, forming the shapes of other species of Pokémon. Power radiated off of each other and Kat knew at once that they too were Legendary Pokémon. Other beautiful creatures that she yearned to commit their images to paper.
And the voices. There were so many of them. Kat could hear them all, clear and bright as bells.
Two voices captured her attention at once. Her gaze was drawn to two Pokémon that stood side-by-side with each other, away from the others. Both appeared slightly draconic in nature and were a magnificent sight together. The one on the left was pure white, like fresh snow with glowing blue eyes. The other was its opposite, completely black with smoldering red eyes.
Kat couldn't take her eyes off of them. The two Pokémon's gazes held her entranced.
But just as suddenly as they appeared, all of the smaller Pokémon disappeared. They faded away, but not before Kat caught the flash of fear in each of their eyes. That same fear echoed in their voices, which caused dread and anguish to fill her stomach. She wanted to reach out to them, tell them that they would be alright. She wanted to help them.
Soon, it was just the first Legendary Pokémon left, gazing sadly down at the space where the others once stood. But even though the other Pokémon were gone, the space was far from empty.
Humans now occupied that area—large groups of them. Seven, by her count. Who were they?
Each group was distinguishable by the clothing they wore. Uniforms. The group standing in front of Kat looked…Well…
She honestly thought that they looked ridiculous. Who even wore such silly, medieval armor and robes nowadays? It was laughable. She couldn't make out any of the people's faces, but two of them—both men, she figured, based on their body shape—stood front and center of the group.
They must be the leaders, she realized.
She wished that she could see what they looked like. All she could make out from their blurry images was their hair. She'd never seen hair like theirs before, a light green color. Not the same shade as grass, but somewhere in between the colors of mint and green tea.
As she stared, Kat's head immediately started to hurt. Pain lashed her skull, like a wild Conkeldurr had started bashing her head. Images flashed before her eyes.
Fire. Pain. People and Pokémon alike, wailing in anguish and despair. Their voices penetrated her head in a deafening roar. The two dragon Pokémon, those beautiful white and black creatures, fought each other mercilessly.
No…This isn't right…Stop it, please…! Stop!
Who was responsible for this? Rage swelled up inside Kat. Who was responsible for all this pain, this fighting? Who dared to create this suffering?!
TAKE WHAT YOU SEE HERE, AND HOLD IT CLOSE TO YOUR HEART.
Kat looked up through tears she didn't even know were being shed. The strange groups of people were fading away, as was the pain that afflicted her, churning her insides like boiling oil. Rubbing her eyes furiously, she looked around to see some of the other children in states similar to her own. Had they all seen visions similar to her own, to cause such grief?
"Who's voice…?"
REMEMBER THIS MOMENT.
Kat started. Her eyes shot up, fixed on the white and golden Pokémon. The creature stared back down at her and the others, eyes pleading.
STOP THEM. DON'T LET THEM SUCCEED IN THEIR PLANS.
Something wasn't right. Kat felt odd. Her whole body tingled, like tiny electrical pulses were coursing through her muscles. She looked down and cried out.
She was fading, disappearing. She tried to fight it, screaming and shouting as the voices of the other children joined in. They too were fading away and dissolving like mist. No one wanted to leave. They wanted to stay.
PLEASE…SAVE MY CHILDREN.
Just as the last of Kat's body faded, she threw her head back and screamed.
"Wait, Arce—!"
…
…
Kat jolted up in bed, pale purple eyes springing open wide in fright. A scream lodged in her throat and for a second, she thought that the sweaty strands of rusty red hair wrapped around her neck and face were hands, strangling her. She couldn't breathe.
"A-Ah…What…?"
She looked around. She was in her bedroom, safe and sound. The clock on her nightstand red five o'clock in the morning.
A nightmare, that's all it had been. Just a bad dream.
But…What did I just dream?
She couldn't remember much of it. How strange. There had been pain, screaming, voices, and something else…Why did she feel that the color green was important? And somebody wanted something, but what…?
"I must be nervous about tomorrow," she rationalized. "Back to bed for me…"
Tomorrow was an important day, after all. She couldn't afford to be exhausted. So Kat lay back down, buried her face in the pillow, and pulled her comforter back over her head.
PLEASE…SAVE MY CHILDREN…
SAVE…MY…CHILDREN…
Right, so that's it for the prologue. I should also point out, this was done as part of a challenge put out by the member cmsully, which is being issued both here and on Deviantart (where both of us are members). If this idea interest's you, I suggest checking out her story to get the full details.
So, since this is a Nuzlocke, there has to be rules, no?
THE RULES (adopted and slightly adapted from cmsully's):
1. If your Pokemon faints, it is dead. No revives! (However, in this case, I'm not going to limit that rule to the Legendary battles. My reasoning is thus. I have extremely bad luck with those battles, and will most likely have my whole team faint on those battles many, many times. While this would create lots of drama, I don't think it would work all that well. But for everything else, if the poor thing faints, it shall be dead.)
2. You MUST try to catch the first Pokemon on every route, however, you can catch any other Pokemon you encounter. This way, you don't lessen the chances of catching any shiny or rare Pokemon.
3. Unless one of them is a Shiny, you may not have any multiples of a species.
4. ...Well, my game is Generation 5, so the Wonder Trade rule won't apply to this.
5. Once you defeat the Champion (in my case, it's Alder), all above rules are null and void. (cmsully's reasoning on this is that in her story, she's making Revives a rare, and therefor expensive item to own. So by defeating the Champion and assuming their position, you get the necessary income to pay for such an item. Now, I'm not sure if I'll be using this reasoning in my story, but that's a long way to go from now. But I'm still going with this rule because if I defeat him, dammit scream the rules, I have money!)
Well, that's it for now. Let me know what you think in the review box below. Since I'm going off of the game, I want to be able to add extra stuff in to make the story line more entertaining. If you've got some ideas for stuff, let me know! And if you haven't read cmsully's story, "Fate of the Unknown: Bellamy's Tale", go check it out!
BYE!