Giratina was restless. Many decades has passed since it saw the light of day, little rays combined into a beam to illuminate the world. Just the thought of it caused Giratina's tentacles to shiver in anticipation as it looked upon the world from its prison via the reflection of glass. Arceus. Anger immediately filled the legendary being to the brim and only centuries of wisdom and experience stopped it from throwing a tantrum like a child who was refused his/her way, possibly destroying a section of its home in the process.
So there it levitated, staring at the world that already forgotten it, from a prison of the world he created. Its own creation turned against it. The irony of the situation was not lost on Giratina.
It recalls vividly Arceus waking up and nearly destroying the earth in the process. Giratina was not a charitable Pokémon, hence it would have just watched from the shadows of its home-made prison, if it wasn't affected so directly. If the human world was destroyed, so would the distortion world, its home… its prison. Furthermore, it could not let the trainer that aided it in its time of need die so fruitlessly. Not to mention, revenge was also a good motivator, thus Giratina battled to protect the world from the creature that created it with its brethren, Dialga and Palkia that betrayed it. Needless to say, they all suffered a humiliating defeat.
No matter how many attacks, how many moves that were thrown at the godly Pokémon, despite being outnumbered three to one, Arceus made them feel like new born hatchlings: weak, defenseless and inexperienced. Giratina recalled colliding with the ground far too many times for its liking. The proud creature was not used to being so hopelessly outclassed causing that particular battle to be the second most humiliating battle it ever partook in. The first was being captured and defeated by a weak, puny human like Cyrus, equipped with a mountainous ego and childish fantasies of grandiose. Even so, his intellect surprised the godly Pokémon as he managed to take Giratina's powers for his own gain! To this very day, that still escaped Giratina's understanding. Perhaps it was as a result of that machine it was in… Enraged, Giratina attacked without mercy, however the giant metal bird Pokémon, to what it believes is called a ship, was much more durable than was expected. Furthermore, as a result of it being without a large fraction of its power, Giratina barely managed to hold its own against this technological masterpiece. It was only the timely intervention of the human boy, not even out of his teens it was sure, and a Pikachu was he able to turn the tide and banish the foe from its lair.
The basilisk like creature gave a derisive snort, remembering how weak it was in the past. Then it met Dawn, lost as she apparently stumbled into the Distortion World via the Turnback cave. She didn't try to capture it, instead asking in sweet undertones for the exit as if she was taking to a three year old human, or a retard. Giratina immediately labeled her as a ditsy teenage girl with no common sense. It rolled its eyes and created a portal by emitting a whirlwind from its mouth, leading her back to her world. There was only one problem. She wasn't leaving. "Ne, do you want to join me in my journey in becoming a Pokémon master?" she asked hesitantly at first before ending her sentence on a high note with confidence illuminating her eyes. Giratina rolled it eyes and looked back at its home, its prison apparently in deep thought. Arceus was going to decimate it, but then again it was already half dead and had nothing better to do. It nodded. Dawn cheered and did a silly dance chatting animatedly as they exited through the wormhole, not knowing that she just unleashed Giratina's wrath upon the world.
She wasn't its owner or master, and she was okay with that. It was her friend. She never placed him in the poke ball holding Giratina in high regards, refusing to insult her friend in such a way. She said nothing when Giratina would disappear for days or weeks on end. Unknown to her, Occasionally it would make occasional trips to different dimensions (including the Distortion World) to maintain the delicate balance of life, a job it has been slacking on since its incarceration. Some directions needed immediate repair, others only needed a slight tough. In all, life continued whether microscopic or alien creatures bigger than even Giratina in all its fourteen foot glory.
Still, even Giratina, oozing with arrogance as it once was, knew that it found a new home with Dawn and her Pokémon. The Pokémon were always quite intimidated when they were in the legend's presence and the humans gaped and took offensive photos until its patience ran out and roared in protest. They scattered. The vultures. Giratina was easily the strongest Pokémon on Dawn's team, however it soon realized it wasn't unbeatable.
Even though it had high amounts of stamina, defense and attack power it still met its match against Pokémon juggernauts like Arceus (who tried to cast Judgement on it for leaving it's prison) and Mewtwo. Oh yes, Giratina remembered that day. Dawn was feeling gutsy and was, at the time, under the delusion of superiority, thinking herself nigh invincible. So, when she heard about a man-made Pokémon said to be the strongest, she immediately jumped at the opportunity to capture said Legendary Pokémon despite the warnings of Pokémon trainers who tried and barely got out with their lives. None of their Pokémon were amongst the living.
Giratina only intervened when it felt Dawn learnt her lesson. That is, it silently laughed in the shadows as Dawn's Pokémon were thoroughly thrashed. Even Giratina winced when Piplup was knocked out by a half charged Aura Sphere. Mega Mewtwo's power was unreal; Giratina never felt anything quite like it before. Though Giratina was wary of the troll of a psychic Pokémon, it never worried for Dawn's Pokémon, knowing that the freak of nature had a soft spot for its "enslaved brethren". Dawn however, was in mortal danger as the legendary Pokémon's savage nature reveals itself when faced with a human. Even with this knowledge, Giratina did not interfere. Instead, it did what it does best, watch, evaluate all the variables and come to its own conclusions.
Mamoswine, Piplup, Quilava, Ambipom, Pichirisu, Buneary and Togekiss, Dawn's first and favourite Pokémon were suddenly sent flying from a Psystrike, the waves of energy colliding with their bodies with the force of an accelerating truck. They landed in a heap across the room of the sky fortress in critical condition. Giratina knew if it didn't get them out of there and bring them to a Pokémon Centre soon, they wouldn't survive with those wounds. Dawn was thankfully at a sufficient distance away, the waves of psychic energy barely doing more than blowing her hair, though from her distressed cries, she was obviously dismayed over the vicious defeat of her Pokémon. Those cries of hers pulled at the hamstrings of a cold heart that long stopped beating and for the first time since this slaughter has begun, Giratina wondered if this was truly the right thing to do. Dawn needs a lesson in humility but... what good was such a virtue if she was dead?
Dawn was so fixated on her Pokémon that she missed the Shadow Ball that was fired until it was too late. Suddenly, Giratina burst from its hiding place, its speed contradicting the bulky body of its Altered Form. It was in front of Dawn before she could blink, a living shield hid that hid Mewtwo from sight as it shielded itself with its wings as the ball of Dark energy collided with the hardened material causing it to skid back as the force was greater than Giratina expected or planned for.
Silence was dominant on the battleground as the two gods stared each other down, surveying their surroundings while examining their opponents simultaneously, looking for their opponent's strengths and weaknesses.
Giratina (Mewtwo's point of view): Great defense and stamina which was displayed when it blocked his blob of dark energy. Speed was impressive for its bulk, though obviously it was still no match for him. Seemed to be rather intelligent though territorial. Mewtwo smirked as it figured out its weakness. The human girl, he would be sure to remember that. Its strife with its siblings and creator was also well know. Mewtwo had a plan.
Mewtwo (Giratina's point of view): Infuriatingly cocky, psychic, strong, fast, intelligent and seemed to specialize in special attacks. Needless to say, Giratina didn't let its guard down for a second. In battles like this, a second was all that counts. Despites its impressive prowess, Giratina realized that it did not have a thick, armour like hide like Giratina, thus he was definitely less durable. Moreover, Mewtwo seems to be slightly weary after expending such a costly attack. Giratina had a plan.
Dawn was shell-shocked, horrified that once again a friend sacrificed its body for her.
"Giratina! Why?" she asked taken aback and truthfully, Giratina was unsure as to why it sacrificed its health for a weak, stupid, pompous human girl who thought she could defeat a legendary Pokémon easily. Perhaps Mew was correct in his assumption. Maybe centuries on its own has left Giratina a little jaded because it could not think of one good reason why it would do something as stupid as allowing damage to befall its person with the knowledge of the impending fight with a Pokémon who's strength was equal to its own.
Giratina looked back at the still gaping teen, giving evidence to the cliché: "The eyes are doorways to the soul." Its eyes conveyed confusion, fear, the familiar emotion of anger and an emotion Dawn didn't have time to decipher as Mewtwo suddenly laughed, his deep masculine voice echoing in the now ruined room.
Suddenly Giratina knew it was no longer the craziest being in the building.
"Giratina, the God of death, Hades, creator of dimensions and worlds beyond comprehension has a soft spot…. for a human?! Oh this is too rich, wait till I tell the other Legendaries." Mewtwo laughed once again, mirth and power surrounding him like smog. Giratina was forever stoic, uncharacteristic for the aggressive Pokémon.
Mewtwo seemed to smirk wider, "Or perhaps, should I inform your brethren Dialga and Palkia? How about Arceus? He has been quite curious about your doings."
Giratina knew the tactic Mewtwo was performing. Enrage the opponent, resulting in unbalance, unhinged resulting in mistakes, and causing them to become sloppy. The sad part was, though the intelligent basilisk saw right through it, it still worked. After the name of its brethren, the duo of the creation trio, Giratina began shaking violently, its anger causing its golden eyes to glow. When the Original one's name was uttered, an ominous wind suddenl blew through the room causing Mewtwo to unconsciously shiver as he began to cough violently as a result of the repulsive wind. When he removed his hands he saw blood. In a burst of rage Giratina flew at Mewtwo as fast as its hefty body would allow, flying at a rapid rate of sixty miles per hour and accelerating, its special ability pressure automatically taking hold in its anger causing Mewtwo to stagger as he felt the change in gravity. Despite of the obvious size and physical strength difference between the two, Mewtwo did not fear, in fact, his smirk widened causing Giratina to give off a horrific scream of anger and indignation at apparently being underestimated. The spikes on its wings suddenly glowed with red energy as it initiated Dragon Claw and tried to tear its opponent to shreds. Despite its surprising speed Mewtwo was still faster and he gladly showcased his own impressive speed as he deftly dodged every swipe, finally leaning back so far his body seemed to be nearly parallel to the ground, watching three deadly spikes attached to a wing large enough to dwarf his body pass above him in what seemed to be slow motion. Giratina finally halted in its attack allowing Mewtwo to counter-attack with a fully charged Shadow Ball which collided with its muzzle. Giratina saw stars! He felt like he was just sucker-punched by a train. It made Mewtwo's previous Dark Ball a joke. It proved to be advantageous, however as the sudden blow shocked it out of its rage allowing it to think clearly and logically. Mewtwo was now as stoic as Giratina was before its family was used to humiliate it, a calculative, victorious gleam in his eyes. He never saw the same gleam in Giratina's.
"What monsters." It was not an exclamation, nor a question or even a statement. It was a phrase and despite its horrible lack of subject verb agreement, somehow it conveyed the epic fight she was witnessing. It was something out of a cartoon. Their power was other-worldly. Unfortunately, Dawn made comparisons as she witnessed the cataclysmic fight, watching as Giratina attacked blindly in rage failing to hit Mewtwo even once. She wondered if Giratina could get tired and then slapped herself not believing the ridiculousness of that rhetorical question seeing as how it was not relevant to the current situation. Doom once again gripped her as the fight continued, fear bombarding her so strongly she actually began to shiver as Goosebumps formed on her skin. Giratina was fast but Mewtwo was faster. Giratina was strong but Mewtwo was more resourceful. Giratina was intelligent but Mewto was even more so. It seemed hopeless and clear that they weren't going to make it out alive all because of her foolish pride. If she escaped alive she would never forgive herself. It was a feeling which made her wish for her death, so that these innocent creatures can live, not die in this room with too much space making it seem desolate. Take her instead! She then looked down on the Pokémon she was nurturing and changed her mind. Almost…
This clone, this abomination, this freak of nature's power was frightening. Even after its rage receded, Giratina was still not making progress. The hits taken prior weren't healing as well as they should have, filling it with dread. They then proceeded to circle each other, making changes to their assumptions as they waited for the other to make a mistake. Giratina suddenly disappeared reminiscent of a shadow only to reappear with a Will-O-Wisp in its mouth launching it immediately as it was in sight. The blue, ghostly fire travelled at speeds dangerous to even the likes of Mewtwo who tried to dodge, however Giratina suddenly Shadow Forced to its side wrapping a wing around Mewtwo's lower body while not bothering to be careful with the spikes on them drawing a hiss of pain.
For a second, Giratina thought Mewtwo was going to throw it off of him via his psychic powers however the Will-O-Wisp struck true causing Mewtwo to gain a sever, third degree burn on his chest turning it a charred black. His hiss turned into a scream of agony. Mewtwo was now incensed; Giratina found himself several feet in the area above Mewtwo whom was now surrounded in a blue glow matching Mewtwo's eyes. Giratina was effortlessly thrown into the wall once, twice and then was almost hit with an aura sphere that would have killed most Pokémon but Giratina survived certain death by disappearing and reappearing with a fully charged Shadow Ball.
Mewtwo also threw his own hastily formed Shadow Ball however Giratina's plowed through it easily and hit him in the chest knocking the breath out of him. A sickening crack was heard as Mewtwo's rib broke, nearly puncturing a lung. Giratina only had a chance to feel brief satisfaction over his strategy being successful before it was forced to Shadow Force out of the way of an Aura sphere, the blue energy ball attacking the floor with the strength of a small bomb leaving a crater behind. This time Giratina reappeared a distance away, not willing to risk the same strategy twice. Giratina was quite proud of itself. Or at least it was before Mewtwo cupped his hands and fired a hyper beam. A portion of the room's wall was obliterated. Giratina suddenly reappeared in a flash of black right in front of Mewtwo initiating close combat as its wings transformed into fists, the elastic material bending to avoid tearing. Mewtwo would try to dodge and weave, however his broken rib impeded his speed greatly as indicated by Giratina landing a strike, then two, three and four. Mewtwo suddenly changed the tide with an iron tail that rattled Giratina's brain. Though its tough exterior allowed it to escape damage it was not invincible. Mewtwo suddenly spun like a top, his glowing tail punishing Giratina, hitting its face and chest before delivering a Thunder Punch. Giratina collided with the ground leaving a crater in its wake, dust shrouding its form giant form.
Mewtwo slowly turned midair enjoying the look of fear on the girl's face. Foolish human, as if there was any other outcome to this outstanding battle. She should not have been surprised. He nonchalantly lifted his arm as he tried not to wince at the jostling of his now three broken ribs, gathering energy to create a Shadow Ball. Suddenly, an orange colored Aura Sphere flew out of the cloud of dust aimed straight for Mewtwo. He didn't even have enough time to raise his nonexistent eyebrows in surprise as the Aura Sphere collided with his chest breaking yet another rib, this time puncturing a lung. Giratina came out of the giant crate standing large and tall. Giratina then created a whirlwind from its mouth leading to the distortion world. Dawn did not question her friend.
Giratina and Dawn grabbed the still unconscious Pokémon and escaped into the Distortion World. They never look back. If they did they would have seen blue eyes glowing so brightly the pupils disappeared, glaring at their departing backs promising death even as it hacked out blood from its punctured lung.
She never tried capture a legendary Pokémon again. In fact, she was so distraught over being the cause of her Pokémon's bad states and decided that she would never capture any Pokémon again, instead working to become a professor like her older colleague, Brock. She gained a Master Degree in Biology and Chemistry, specializing in the anatomy of Pokémon. She cured many Pokémon diseases, including the near incurable Pokérus disease.
Giratina felt an emotion not usually experience in regards to another life-form, pride. It became so overwhelming that, one day, the legendary Pokémon suddenly and unexpectedly cooped Dawn up into a hug with its elastic wings, causing Dawn to get a mouth full of exo-skeleton. Dawn rubbed Giratina's back, the area between its wings unintentionally causing it to pur….in front of Dawn's Pokémon. Dawn began laughing hysterically. Giratina didn't talk to the blue haired woman for a week.
Those days were like his first few years of childhood, when he was a mere youngling. They were filled with joy, love and family. And just like those days, life with Dawn didn't last forever. Dawn lived to be a centenarian which apparently was a great achievement for humans, creatures with such short life spans it was sad to watch. Nevertheless, Giratina and the Professor were inseparable but they were both aware that their time together was limited and drawing to a close.
"Look at you. You haven't aged a day since I met you in that dreary, monotone home of yours. What a magnificent creature you are. What is your secret of immortality?" Dawn asked as they were in the backyard of a mansion that she maintained with her hefty retirement fee, caressing its jaw tenderly.
"Go, Giratina. I love you too much to let you witness my death. Go, I know you think it's your duty but I keep telling you that you don't deserve such misery. So please, go, leave me Giratina. I will never forget you." Giratina refused adamantly, shaking its head in denial though they both knew she was correct in her assumptions. However, she was wrong about one thing, he did deserve this misery. For not treating her better when they first met. For only helping in battles when she and her Pokémon were overwhelmed. For being such an arrogant Pokémon even though it could not help its characteristic trait. For hesitating to join the battle against Mewtwo which resulted in lethal wounds to be dealt on Dawn's Pokémon and mentally scarring Dawn herself. Giratina deserved everything and more. Its sins were many which is ironic since it is basically a god. Those sins worsen in the face of its angel's kindness. Suddenly, flashbacks assaulted Giratina, it saw Dawn giving it an apple despite knowing that it had no need to eat. Another scene showed Dawn sitting down and initiating a monologue with the legendary Pokémon every time it was left out of a game the Pokémon were playing, Dawn teaching it how to read, Dawn trying to find out what sex it was (and was wholly unsuccessful), Dawn foolishly attempting to save Giratina from Arceus' Judgement by jumping in front of the lethal attack, Giratina giving a twenty year old Dawn a Griseous orb to study. Dawn petting its wings as she hummed lullaby to it, more for her benefit than his as he had no need for sleep, but it felt…..nice.
Dawn, Dawn, Dawn!
The elderly woman in question jumped in surprise, looking at her environment in consternation, finally turning to her long time friend. "Did you say something?" she asked hesitantly, wondering if she was finally going senile. Giratina innocently tilted its head, a purring sound emitting from its throat.
Dawn noticeably relaxed now that she was certain she wasn't going crazy. She continued as if she wasn't interrupted, "Please Giratina, I can feel it in these old bones of mine, I don't have much time left. Go, for me? Fulfill an old woman's selfish wish?"
And so, for the first time in its life, Giratina ran, it ran away from time and its wearing effects, it ran away from pain, it ran away from Dawn.
When it finally rose from its home, the Distortion World, Giratina immediately sought Dawn out after three days. It seemed to blend into the shadows via Shadow Sneak, looking for its loved one. She wasn't at the library, neither her old laboratory nor the park. That left only one area, the mansion.
The strangest thing happened, Giratina watched from the shadows as a wealthy couple with beautiful twins in long flowing dresses mirroring their mother played. Dread collided with the steely mind barriers of the basilisk. It suddenly flew erratically not even caring to hide its presence as it searched high and low for its angel, though thankfully no body looked up.
In its panic it saw a newsstand and used Shadow Force to steal it, reappearing as it took it up with its large mouth and disappearing again so fast, anyone that saw the fourteen foot monstrosity in that brief second thought they lost their minds. The clerk never drank before work again.
It appeared in the middle of the plain fields and laced its foot on the newspaper and with its mouth it removed the rubber band before allowing the newspaper to unroll before replacing its paw to ensure the papers didn't fly away. It read carefully konwing that the well known Professor Dawn would be found in the newspaper. Its analytical mind absorbed the information like a sponge before discarding any irrelevant information. Suddenly it saw an article:
Gifted Professor Dawn passed away on the 18th of November, 2013. Burial ceremony to occur on the 21'st of November.
Emotional agony hit it, weakening its will causing its knees to buckle and its wings to be laden with sorrow until they became as heavy as lead, falling uniformly around Giratina's body. It stood there solemnly for a long time before disappearing.
Giratina was enraged. It was watching Dawn's ceremony from the shadows as it witnessed people Dawn barely knew come to pay their respects. If Giratina wasn't so miserable, it would have snorted. Instead it just bent its head in misery, depression emitting off it in waves. It stayed until it was the last sentiment being left. Giratina stepped out of the shade, walked up to the grave and bent its head as it paid its respects. Suddenly it heard the sound of rushing water. It Shadow Forced out of the way of the incoming flood out of reflex, now flying in the air with its wings wide out. Giratina searched for the reason for such an anomaly. It didn't have to look far. Kyogre and Groudon were engaged in a deadly dance, with whirls of flames (Flamethrower) and water condensed into a beam (Hydro Pump) were thrown about haphazardly. The cataclysmic battle suddenly stopped however, as an enraged Giratina suddenly appeared in between them during a stalemate.
There was only one thought associated with the imbeciles who thought they could distract it from paying its respects and flooding its home. Death.
Groudon was surprised, not expecting to see the renegade Pokémon in such a place. Before it could think about Giratina's sudden presence it was assaulted by a Will-O-Wisp to the chest from said Pokémon.
Groudon was as hot-tempered as Giratina, if not more so thus, when it was attacked by its fellow legend it reacted with a roar of pain and fired a Flamethrower, Giratina shrieked in pain as it suddenly landed in the ocean floating on the surface.
Grodon and Kyogre were understandably confused. One of the Creation trio should not have been defeated so easily they both got closer to take a better look, only for Giratina to spring up and shoot an aura sphere at the Ground type Pokémon, apparently no less for wear. Groudon roared in pain as the sphere of orange energy collided with its chest at point blank range but Giratina wasn't done. Its claws and body turned black as Giratina began to move far faster than it's body should have allowed, becoming a mere blur as it used Shadow Claw to slash at the stunned legendary ferociously drawing blood.
Kyogre was indignant. The only being to injure Groundon was her! Now incensed Kyogre fired a Hydro Pump which would have flattened the Basilisk if it hadn't Shadow Forced out of the way, allowing it to make contact with Groudon, KO'ing the already wounded Earth-type Pokémon. Giratina reappeared behind the back of its new target in a blur of black. The giant, blue Whale-like Pokémon quickly turned around being greeted to a Shadow Ball to its face, one of the first techniques Dawn taught it. At the thought of Dawn, Giratina went ballistic, roared and Shadow Forced above the bleeding, rising Groudon and dove feet first landing on the smaller creature's back, forcing it into the sea. It did not rise again.
Kyogre fired an Ice Beam out of pure desperation. Giratina was noticeably too slow to dodge it and became frozen solid. It too fell to the ocean deep below.
Kyogre puffed its chest out, feeling immense pride over defeating two legendary Pokémon in the same time period. It was ready to take the world as its prize flooding it with water, the giver of life.
Unfortunately, Giratina wasn't too pleased with being frozen. It suddenly held it by the fin with its toothless mouth and lifted it out of water by way of its impressive physical Strength, its wings working overtime to support two heavy bodies at once. Giratina suddenly threw Kyogre unto the land causing it to become disoriented as it tumbled quite awkwardly onto the land. It stopped rolling and the two Pokémon faced each other down, one with a pained face and one enraged though notably weakened from being hit by the Ice Beam, its weakness.
Then Giratina propelled Kyogre back into the ocean by using a move taught to it by Dawn, Hyper Beam. Kyogre was violently sent airborne as it fell into the sea. Kyogre didn't resurface, but Groudon did. He watched Giratina with understandable wariness as he slowly retreated to its volcano to heal from his recent battle and accepted his loss peacefully. Giratina was suddenly in the Halls of origins. There it saw someone it never expected to see again. Arceus. Giratina stiffened.
After commending Dawn for her bravery (in Giratina's opinion, stupidity) he left them with a warning that he'll always be watching. Obviously he wasn't too pleased with what he's seen. The earth trembled as Arceus gracefully trotted towards his creation, it could hardly comprehend the power of a god. It bended to the whim of Arceus, something Giratina could never bring itself to do. Never again.
Arceus' face was emotionless, expressionless, the perfect example of apathy as it calmly sauntered to his child. Giratina wasn't fooled though, Arceus is normally a peaceful Pokémon but when angered he is as dangerous and unpredictable as a super volcano. Add that to the fact that Arceus was able to defeat the creation trio single handily without all its plates. Now a fight with Arceus at full power would then result in a very dead Giratina.
Arceus stopped and so did the Earth's rumble.
"Why did you assault Kyogre and Groudon, Giratina? Speak now and I shan't waste you where you stand." Arceus asked passive aggressively, his voice like thunder and yet calm as the Dead Sea. Despite his hostility, he was admittedly very curious as to why his child would risk being imprisoned once again. Surely the rumors Mew spread weren't true, Giratina couldn't have begun to look at the Distortion World, its prison as its home?
Giratina stood and it laughed. To a bystander it would seem like an evil laugh but Arceus can hear the hurt, the grief, the anger and fear. Oh yes, Giratina was stricken with fear but it was also stricken by a grief not given nearly enough time to lessen. Furthermore, Giratina was never a coward; in fact it was quite bold, bold enough to block Arceus' attack with its body to protect that human, Ash that helped it to defend its home a few years back.
Arceus only seemed more puzzled but did not make any outward portrayal of his inner feelings.
Arceus could feel Dialga's and Palkia's shock as Giraina did something they never expected.
It spoke. It didn't just speak, but it spoke Proper English that even the man-made legendary, Mewtwo would be hard-pressed to best and unlike Arceus, it had a more modern tone/dialect.
Arceus was impressed. Palkia's and Dialga's (who were standing by the altar) shock was palpable.
"Who are you to command me?" Giratina's voice rang out through the occupant's minds, loud and yet a mere whisper. It was a smooth masculine voice with feminine under tones, somehow two voices speaking at once.
"After billions of years, you have finally discovered your hidden ability, Telethapy?" Arceus asked, choosing to ignore Giratina's characteristic insubordination.
"Indeed I have. I apologize for my crude behavior, I have just recently lost someone I cared deeply for." Giratina apologized knowing that he had crossed the line and wasn't in the mood to be "Judged".
"Oh? And who might that be?" Arceus asked, tone oozing with false curiosity. It already knew who Giratina was speaking about and it was sure that Giratina was aware of that fact too.
Giratina looked up and the dance began. "A human."
Ignoring the indirect address, Arceus continued the interrogation, "A human you say? Nay, surely you jest. After all, were you not the one who personally sought humanities destruction?"
Giratina bristled at the words inconspicuously covered with barbs, if it wasn't careful then the wounds would only get deeper.
"I was a mere babe."
"Weren't we all?" Arceus asked rhetorically.
Fed up, Giratina asked, "Did you bring me here to exhume old wounds?"
Arceus was shocked. Giratina was correct. It had gotten rather… off topic. Arceus cleared his throat to save face, unintentionally shaking the building. "My apologies young one. Who was this human?"
"I cannot say, it is ill to speak of the dead, it brings bad fortune." Giratina said sardonically. It allowed some of its mischief to show in its eyes, reminding Arceus of a younger Giratina.
"I see." Arceus stared through Giratina, his red eyes turning blue, staring into its very soul trying to exhume every secret Giratina has ever had. Giratina immediately brought up its mental defenses and shields, using a portion of its largely untapped psychic powers.
Arceus was once again impressed but said nothing. Of course Giratina was still young and wasn't taught to use its psychic powers effectively, thus Arceus could have bulldozed through all of its defenses easily, but decided not to, preferring to give an illusion of privacy and more importantly, power.
Silence reigned.
"Why did you attack Kyogre and Groudon? Are not aware you are on probation?" Arceus interrogated Giratina.
"They were attacking my home oh great one. It was by my right to defend it." Giratina defended itself, without blinking, not that it really needed to. Sarcasm saturated every word, almost palpable as they aimed to insert themselves into Arceus' steely heart. "Why not come to me?" Arceus inquired. Giratina was insulted. "Like some hapless babe who can't fight for itself or deal with its own dispute? You insult me, Arceus!"
Diala and Palkia stepped forward threateningly, not appreciating the tone Giratina used to address their master. Giratina just looked at them with disgust and condescension dominant in its red eyes.
"Enough!" Arceus suddenly yelled causing the Eath to tremble in fright as a result of his powerful voice. "Giratina, I understand your plight and I believe you did the right thing, however you should have reported it to me so that I could have dealt with the situation appropriately, I cannot let such a deed go unpunished. Therefore, you shall be imprisoned in the Distortion World for five decades, do you understand?"
"Yes sir." Giratina affirmed. Fifty years were nothing to creature such as it and there was nothing else on this plane for it, so why stay? How can it live without Dawn, its Angel guiding the way?
"So Kyogre's and Groudon's deed goes unpunished?" Giratina tentatively asked, feeling even bolder (if that was possible) now hat it knew it was getting such a short sentence.
"They are cleaning up their mess right at this very moment on two different sides of the coast with Rayquaza acting as the mediator. I warned them that if they fight any time during this cleaning process then they will both be exterminated and replaced by a different Groudon and Kyogre." Arceus said without flinching at his own harsh words.
Giratina nodded, appeased for now. Arceus help Kyogre and Groudon if the embodiment of Antimatter got its claws on either of them.
"Please, allow Palkia and Dialga to escort you to your residence."
Giratina gave a weary nod seemingly done talking, opening a passage to its home, its prison. Before it stepped through however, Giratina turned and added, "May I have one thing?" Giratina's asked in its soft masculine voice, echoing in the three gods' heads.
"What is it?" Arceus asked out of pure curiosity.
"I think you know." Giratina gave a cocky smirk before entering the distortion world, its body changing form moving not unlike that of antimatter before the purple glow disappeared revealing it to look more serpentine, its wings transformed into tentacles, no longer needing them due to the change in gravity.
The wormhole closed.
It's already there, my child.
The now serpentine Giratina smirked as it curled around a photo of Dawn, with her arms around its neck as Giratina tried and failed to get her off of it.
The renegade, the monster, the rebel, the devil, the creator of worlds, the traveler of dimensions dreamnt about laughter with a certain blue haired woman still in her twenties.
It has been a millennia since then. Even after its prison sentence ended it refused to leave its home, its incarceration as it simply gazed out unto the world that had forgotten it. Unlike Dialga, if something happened to it, time will still go on (though the dimensions would probably crash with nothing to regulate their paths. Many Pokémon trainers passed into its world over the millennium, foolishly thinking they can tame the renegade. Giratina smirked at the oxymoron. Many have tried and all have failed to capture Giratina, a legendary of legendaries. No, not even the mysterious trainer who seemed to have tamed Rayquaza, but Giratina has been separated from the world for so long, Arceus could have created new legendaries and Giratina would have been none the wiser, despite its ability to peer into the world through reflections.
There were some Pokémon trainers Giratina saw worthy to lend its powers and once even to a scientist. It never stayed though, returning to its home when the trainer died or changed professions (humans and their short lifespans). Most Pokémon trainers were cocky and noticeably treating their Pokémon like the shit on the bottom of their shoes or something as equally unpleasant. Giratina found them unworthy and killed them without remorse in ways to guarantee that they suffer more (such as impaling them with the spike on its tentacles in such a way that it misses their organs,causing them to bleed out slowly). It then killed their Pokémon too knowing that they would never survive in the cruel world where the strong thrive and the weak die, not as mentally damaged as they were.
Giratina hated Dawn the most during those periods. After all, was it not Dawn who taught Giratina how to love? How to have compassion? She defrosted its cold, non-beating heart, removing its defenses against this cruel world and the crueler world it escaped. Its mercurial hatred never lasted though, as Giratina was now older, stronger and more intelligent with an untapped well of energy and power waiting to be unleashed upon the world again. It learned some interesting moves over the millennium that it couldn't wait to experiment with. Giratina couldn't help those thoughts. The combination of dragon and ghost DNA caused it to be an aggressive Legendary. Fighting was literally in its blood, or more specifically, in its cells' nuclei.
Giratina was also quite educated as a result of befriending a Professor by the name of Cynthia who decided to continue its education.
Suddenly a wormhole formed breaking Giratina out of its reminiscence. Giratina noticeably tensed, its relaxed tentacles coming to attention making the serpentine look quite intimidating, ready to face the sudden intruder.
Giratina was shocked, its wide eyes conveying its surprise suddenly feeling thankful for the headplates that prevented its gaping mouth to be seen. It soon gained control of itself however, as it faced its father, its creator, its impromptu guest.
Arceus did not know who this creature that stood before him was. The godly Pokémon was fully prepared for an Aura Sphere to the face (a move that probably could have killed him in his present state) but instead was faced with this serious creature with most of its harmful mischief completely absent from its red eyes. In fact its face was completely emotionless not unlike its father. Arceus felt its expression soften as it was faced with the grown up version of the little devil it had come to love. It still remembered gazing at their little forms with pure adoration. Arceus fell in love. The creation trio and Arceus became a family that day, shaping the universe in their image. Peace and Prosperity reined.
Then their family grew bigger with all kind of interesting creatures. Dialga and Palkia did not want to share their father with their younger siblings but Giratina was overjoyed. Everyone loved the little odd ball who was always quiet but mischievous. It would play games with its younger siblings and play (mostly harmless) pranks on them. Even back then its temper was something to be wary of however, as it would explode over the most unusual of occurances.
They were happy for a time. Then God create Man. A teenaged Giratina, not yet towering at 14 feet witnessed the destruction, the wastefulness and the cruelty the humans wrought. It was distraught and tried to reason with its creator who seemed to have a special liking for the apes. Arceus refused to listen shocking the adolescent to its core when he rudely blocked their telepathic link. At that time Giratina did not know it could use telepathy and its tongue could not move to produce comprehensible sounds.
Giratina was shell-shocked. Arceus had never done that before. The adolescent decided to take matters in its own "hands" and assembled an army by using its considerable reputation. With morale and an army at its beck and call Giratina declared war with man. Man was slaughtered, these creatures with strange powers easily overwhelming them. They did not yet have the technology to fight back. However, Man did not go easily and tried to defend themselves with spears and arrows. Even so, Man suddenly found itself overrun, trying to evacuate the women and children in vain as the Pokémon took no prisoners of war. As the human race was on its last leg, Giratina suddenly roared, suddenly causing the Pokémon to retreat. This only caused the Homo Sapiens to become wary and for a good reason. Just when things began to look bleak for the humans, it got worse Giratina suddenly appeared on the battle field killing man, woman and child left, right and center. A Garchomp fired a ball of flames that loked like a meteorite into the sky before they separated and fell down to the panicked humans below. Giratina gave a monstrous chuckle as it found it ironic that the humans would disappear in the same way the dinosaurs were killed, something that caused them to thrive after the Moetzic period.
Suddenly Arceus, Dialga and Palkia appeared through a portal that ripped the fabric of time and space. Giratina smiled and puffed its chest out in pride, waiting to be acknowledge for eradicating the threat to their peace and to be dubbed the hero of the Pokémon world.
However, Arceus, Dialga and Palkia were stupefied as they looked upon the destruction Giratina wrought, their mouths agape as they didn't seem to fully comprehend the mass homicide that occurred right under their noses.
Arceus was the first one to recover from its stupor as it suddenly looked at Giratina with such rage the adolescent shrunk back, its wings slowly coming to block its body to view. Before Giratina could tilt its head in confusion, not quite understanding the reaction of its beloved master, it was suddenly levitated to float in front of the god whom eyes were glowing blue showing Arceus was using Telekinesis.
"I told you they were not to be trifled with and yet you dare defy me?!" Arceus nearly roared in the dwarfed Giratina's face as he activated the Ghost Plate and suddenly fired a Shadow Ball into its face.
It was super effective, but Arceus wasn't done, it brought up it its leg and disappeared in a blur of speed, becoming a mere blur as it brutally mule kicked the diminutive Giratina to and from different directions in some perverted form of volley ball with extreme speed, then it fired an ice beam, encasing the Pokémon in ice before Arceus decided to cast Judgement upon it.
The beams of light that burst from its head suddenly impacted with Giratina, emitting the force of a pack of Trinitrotoluene (TNT), the shock-wave could be felt by the witnesses of Giratina's defeat. The energy immediately vaporized the ice causing The Renegade to rapidly descend to the ruined, scorched earth below, it wings in pieces, parts of its armor and tough hide broken off and choking on its blood.
The Pokémon fled after seeing their general fall to its apparent death leaving the legendaries who aided Giratina in its conquests, except for Mew.
Arceus' eyes only glowed red as it glared at its children, before glaring at Dialga. As it prepared to teleport with his rowdy creations and Palkia Arceus gave an order to Dialga consisting of only two words, "Fix it." The he and Dialga's siblings were gone.
Dialga's eyes and diamond embedded on her chest glowed as she let the family rush of power flow through her nearly indestructible, steely body as she bent the very dimension of time to her will and only to her will. The destruction Giratina caused will be amended, of course, but the memories will still be there in their dreams and waking moments. The humans will never forget and the brute of her sibing will never be accepted by the beautiful world they created. It will be hunted down like the animal it was and Dialga will be the only one to receive her beloved father's love.
She laughed with glee.
"Giratina, for disobeying my direct order and the crime of mass murder I banish you to the Distortion World for many eons!" a stern Arceus declared as he looked down on Giratina from the head of the court, the whites of the walls pales in comparison to Arceus' white mane.
Giratina looked wildly around at the legendaries that followed him to rid the world of the plague called man. This wasn't how it was supposed to be! It was supposed to be praised by its master for ridding the world of that filth, that taint called man but yet it was brutalized by said father! The unstable combination of ghost and dragon showed itself in the form of temporary insanity as Giratina's eyes glowed blood red as it screeched at Arceus.
The Pokémon in question was taken aback, not expecting the near palpable animosity. Giratina stepped forward towards the stunned Arceus, the one that humiliated it, the one that hurt it, the one that crippled it. It probably would never fly again. Another step. Palkia suddenly sprayed condensed water at Giratina in the form of Hydro Pump, propelling it into the portal Arceus created to the world in question.
Giratina's screech of agony, anger and betrayal rang through out the Distortion World pierced through all the Legendary Pokemon present.
Arceus looked back at the legends brought to Halls of Origins and said, "Consider this a warning." His tone was steel and the Legendaries knew that he could have killed them all.
They never looked up...
Arceus returned to his chambers and silently wept.
The Giratina he was staring at was not the Giratina he once knew.
(In the Present)
Giratina waited patiently for its creator to regain his bearings.
Wait…did Giratina display the virtue of patience? Did Arceus accidentally transport itself to an Alternate reality in its haste to escape?
For all of Giratina's intelligence, the most it could think was: was he always this short in regards to its master. "What do I owe the pleasure of your visit oh great one?"Giratina asked, sarcasm deliberately oozing out as it said the words "great one" Despite its sardonic attitude it was truly curious as to why Arceus would seek The Renegade out.
"I need aid." Arceus finally pleaded causing Giratina to truly look at its creator. Arceus was teettering on the edge of consciousness, his eyes out of focus. "Please Giratina, save them." With that ominous plea Arceus finally fell unconscious, oh sweet bliss and began to descend to the floating platform below. Giratina didn't bother catching him knowing that the lack of gravity will cushion his fall. Even so, Giratina knew that anything that could defeat Arceus was something that could be out of its league. Its tentacles shivered in Anticipation for the battle of its life. Giratina was looking forward to the sound of battle, the enraged screams, the shouts of valor and glory, the feel of broken bones and the feeling of success after it out maneuvered its foe. Little did it know, it was more than a mere fight.
It was a journey, and Giratina's journey was just beginning.