The Elementals
A/N- This is a Pokemon fanfic with some ideas from Frozen in it. If you have any suggestions for new elements and characters to go with them(Only from the show, I'm not taking OCs), then don't hesitate to share.
Disclaimer- I do not own Pokemon or Frozen. If I did, Misty and Brock never would have left, Tracey never would have existed, and Elsa would have gotten control much sooner...
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Once, every millennium or so, a special group of children is born. These children, according to legend, shall have power over a certain element. They shall protect the element they control, or they shall lose their powers forever...
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It had all started a few years ago. She had been around eight at the time. All she knew was, one morning, she woke up to find her room a swimming pool.
No one could explain it to her satisfaction. The best answer the specialist's could find was that a water Pokemon had flooded her room in the middle of the night. Of course, she knew better.
Ever since, she had practiced in private, never telling anyone her secret, scared that they wouldn't accept it. They wouldn't understand...
Her name was Misty Waterflower, and she was a water elemental.
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A seven year old boy sat huddled in the middle of his room, shying away from the walls, which were currently covered in ash.
He didn't know what had happened. One minute, he was watching the Pokemon League on TV, then he jumped up in excitement as the kid he was rooting for won, and the next thing he knew, the walls were completely blackened.
He reached out a tentative hand, and opened the clenched fist slowly. A flurry of ash flew from his fingertips, igniting for a few moments before dying out and floating to the floor.
The boy gasped and fell backwards, making a clunk sound on the floor. He heard his mom yelling from downstairs, and feet running up the stairs.
"Ash? Are you OK, sweetie?"
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Another rock formed in an outstretched palm, and the ten year old watching gasped in awe.
"I'm... Awesome!" He exclaimed, forming two more rocks and juggling them. "Imagine what the ladies will say when they see this!"
He stepped backwards to catch a rock, and tripped over one of the many stalactites on the floor. He shot out a hand to try and catch himself, and accidentally tore through the wall of his room with a boulder.
He gasped in shock, backing away from the gaping hole slowly. "No... I didn't mean to do that..." He murmured, staring down at his palms. His hidden power didn't seem so awesome anymore...
"Brock? What was that?" His father called from downstairs. Brock gasped, quickly dissolving the rock currently stuck in his wall.
"Just a few Pidgeotto outside!" He yelled back. He stared at his hands again, in awe and fear. "I've got to learn to control this..." He muttered.
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"Yeah-hah!" a five year old Max Maple laughed, shooting another vine out from inside his fingertips, aiming them towards a water bottle on the other side of his green bedroom.
The vines wrapped around the bottle and pulled it back towards him, and he grabbed it with an actual hand, taking a swig of the water to cool down his red face.
He jumped over a pile of roots growing beneath his feet and focused his energy. He closed his eyes, took a breath, and...
A small flower erupted from his palm, growing rapidly until it was a foot long. Max opened his eyes, and smiled.
He whirled around when the door opened, but smiled in relief when it was just his seven year old sister, May.
"Hey, Maxie." She said happily, walking into the room. Max stuck his tongue out.
"Don't call me that." He said, annoyed. May just smiled, and walked into the center of the room.
"I learned something new." She said happily, and Max leaned in, always thirsty for knowledge. May held up two palms, and began spinning them in a circular motion.
A small ball of warping air formed in between the hands, and, with a karate style movement, swung the ball forwards towards the open door. It swung shut without a second thought.
Max looked at her in awe. "That's so cool! I wish I could form balls..." He said, looking down at his palms. He looked up, struck by an idea. "Hang on..." He said, and began forming flowers in his hands.
He willed the plants into a tight knot, and shot them towards the green curtains. It exploded upon contact, showering the two siblings with remnants of stems and petals.
Max smiled proudly. "I knew I could do it!" He said happily. May smiled at him.
"That was awesome!" She said happily. "Now, time to try something of my own..." She muttered, and left the room, enveloped in thoughts.
Max smiled. "Back to practice..."
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Ice shot out from beneath a slippered foot, and coated the floor of the light blue bedroom. Dawn Berlitz stepped forward, the air growing colder with every step she took.
A small flurry had gathered around her, and it followed her as she walked. She didn't mind, having had a resistance to cold her whole life.
She looked around at her room, and gasped when she took in the whole effect of what she had done. Her ice floor had overstepped its boundaries, crawling up the walls quickly and spreading ice everwhere.
Dawn closed her eyes and took a deep breath, filling her mind with thoughts of her mother and the Pokemon she wanted to get, and the ice slowly but steadily melted away, leaving just a faint crackle of ice on the door.
She sighed in relief, glad that she at least knew how to thaw the ice she made. The crackle of breaking ice got her attention, and she turned to see her mom walking into the room.
"How can you have it so cold in here without being cold?" She asked, shivering. Dawn shrugged.
"The cold never really bothered me..."
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A gasp rang through the room as multiple different colored lights flashed. In the middle of it all, a young boy sat, holding out his palms, which the flashing lights were coming from.
Upon closer inspection, the lights turned out to be actual lightening. It fit, considering the blond boy had a lightening bold shape in his hair.
He looked completely calm, not at all frightened by the pulsing bolts erupting from his hands.
He clenched his hands into fists, and all the lights stopped. The door to his bedroom creaked open, and he looked around.
"Oh, hi Mom." He said, smiling at the woman entering the room. She smiled at him.
"Hello Clemont. I heard some weird noises from up here... Were you doing something to the toaster again?" She asked, suspicious.. Clemont stood up, annoyed.
"No, mom, I was not playing with the toaster. And I told you, it wasn't my fault it exploded!" He yelled. His mom just smiled.
"Well... Alright, then continue whatever you were doing..." She said, and left the room.
Clemont smirked at the closed door. "Gladly." He said, and reformed the lights, watching happily.
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A/N Hello! Hope you enjoyed it! I know Cilan should have been the grass elemental, but I couldn't leave poor Max out! Plus, he does live in Petalburg! Ok, yeah, horrible pun... But I'm going to add Cilan in later...
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~Stylized Keyboard