The Wild One
Prologue
The Tale of Life and Death
"A very long time ago…"
The mother whispered to her child as it clung to her back, trying to calm it from the harsh sounds of the storm. Cold, burning rain pelted their faces as if it were hail. The wind blew fiercely at the trees of the forest, bashing them against each other with such force that they tempted to give up the fight and fall over. Lightning cut the dark sky open with its blue glow, and seconds later a thundering roar interrupted the fight of the trees.
"...Arceus created guardians to protect the elements of our world." The mother's voice was sweet as honey, filled with compassion and love. "Yveltal, the pokemon to guard the laws of death, and Xerneas, the pokemon to guard the wonders of life, were created to bring about balance in the world. They were created like brother and sister."
Two figures ran through the forest, fast and quick like Linoone. They did their best to keep their eyes open and their minds focused, but the mother depended on her husband to led her as she tried to calm the child. It gripped her skin tighter, causing her to flinch, but she still smiled and rubbed her head affectionately against the baby's. It whined softly, shivering from the thick cold the storm provided.
"But, as siblings are, they fought. Yveltal sought to show his power, by making death dominant in the world. Xerneas sought to show the beauty of the life she created. They tried to make peace, but one day Xerneas, just to show her brother that life is amazing, regrew his home from the gray, ashy place it once was. He broke out in anger and rage, and the war between siblings began."
The husband took a sharp turn, desperate to throw their pursuers off their trail. The mother suddenly stopped her story and turned, switching her feet around to do so easily. A cry, a shout of fear, came from the baby, making the husband feel guilt for his child. However, the mother hushed the child and continued to tell her story.
"Because of their fighting, nature grew further and further into destruction, and this sought the attention of the guardian of the Earth. Zygarde felt everything shifting drastically off balance in the world he worked very hard to protect. He tried to stop the war between Life and Death, but they would not listen, and so Zygarde had no choice. He had to make a decision."
As the mother and father ran, two figures followed behind. They were losing sight of their targets, and the rain washed away the scents. All they could do was follow the footprints, but even those were being washed away quickly. Still, they couldn't lose those two, so they kept on.
Suddenly, a loud crack shattered the air as a bolt of light whizzed down from the sky. It struck a tree, splitting it clear in half and burning the wood into a pitch black. One half of the tree tilted, and the leaves rustled as it fell. It struck the ground, stopping the hunters in their path, while letting the hunted get away. The pursuers growled with anger and ran as fast as they could around the fallen log.
It was too late. Their prey, protected by the storm had disappeared into the night with their children.
"Zygarde forced Yveltal and Xerneas into sleep, where they remained trapped in their dreams. However, Xerneas knew she couldn't leave the Earth pokemon to do her job, so she used the power from the crystals on her horn to make four gems, which would help keep nature in balance. And, with the power from her life source, she made a fifth crystal that held her own power to make life from death."
"Honey," the husband called calmly. His voice was soothing and protective. "We must leave them here."
"Oh, but…" The mother looked back to her child, who was fighting to stay awake on her back. "They haven't heard the ending."
"I'm sorry dear, but we must hurry."
The father and mother began to work quickly. They dug a den, much like they had before, under the roots of a strong tree. Leaves were used to line the bottom with a soft layer, so their children could sleep softly. Nearby, there was a small creek to supply them with water.
It was a tearful goodbye to the sleeping children, and the mother had never cried harder before in her life. The father knew they couldn't stay long, and he practically had to pull his wife away, but not before she whispered their names into their large ears, hoping they would remember their mother's voice
One of the cubs opened its large brown eyes, ears bent back, and saw two black figures run off. Seconds later, it saw two pink figures chase after them, completely oblivious to the small cubs in the den. The cub shivered.
It whispered a word, it's first word: "Crysti."
The husband and wife ran on through the storm, running against the wind, barely able to keep their eyes open. Their pursuers ran fast amongst the trees instead of on the path, able to go faster with the wind hitting them less. They saw the two dark figures just beside them, clueless to their presence. The first figure nodded to the second, and they both jumped out of the thicket together, each aiming for one of them.
The cub shrunk further into the den, shivering in fear, after hearing a howl that wasn't from the wind, but from a pokemon.
The vision ended and the Future Orb stopped blinking. Julia breathed calmly, staring at the orb with questioning eyes. It was the last vision she would ever receive, for now her son was to take her place. But what did it mean?